Bed of Roses S3E8 - English Transcript

Your life sucks. There, I've said it. Feel better? Get away from me! It was nothing! You make me sick. Please, Holly. I don't think you can imagine what it's like to wake up in a place where no-one wants to see you. But you're home now. Your place was always here. Oh. Man known as the Island of Thunder was later charged with assault occasioning bodily harm. Anything else in the past you want to tell me about? Nope. No, that's the full story. That's Jed. Isis Jed Mine? No. I felt like you were a part of me and I thought I was a part of you, but umno (Swing music plays) Sis. Oh, yeah. Close your mouth, Marty. Um, I gotta take your photo for the concert, ladies. I won't be performing, thank you very much. No, I'm the star of this family. I'll be in the audience to start her standing ovation. Give me the kiss of life when I collapse! Oh, you should be so lucky! Right, Frida, just get up against this wall here? Sure. Minna, Minna, Minna, come, come, come! No. Get over here. OK. Bunch up. That's it. And say cheese. Mozzarella. That's good. (Theme music) £ I lay down in a bed of roses £ I woke up lying on a bed of nails £ It's the oldest of tales £ Lose the wind £ From your sails £ I lay down on a bed of roses £ I woke up lying on a bed of nails. £ Viv. A holiday? You sure you're OK? You never go away on holiday. Perfectly fine, Louisa. It's my annual leave and it's long overdue. In my absence, I would like to suggest Marty taking over as DTP coordinator. Desktop publishing. Yeah, thanks, Marty. And there is one other thing - the annual Heritage Society concert stage management. That's good. Sorry, what? Ah, Viv. Now's not It's not really a good time. We sponsor the concert. Without The Echo, the concert wouldn't exist. Hmm. Right. OK. (Clears throat) What do I have to do? (Coughs) Just didn't want to leave a stone unturned. Stones, rocks, boulders - they all seem to be turned here, Viv. (Chuckles) Can we stay focused? Ah, I've noted my concerns. For instance, people come from around the district to see Ollie Turpin and his performing dog. Oh, my God. The dog plays a surgeon, with mask and gown. He saves Ollie's life. It's so funny. Right. OK. Ollie Turpin - top of the bill. The same running sheet for the performers with some exceptions. I don't think we need the football club review this year. Oh, that's a bit rough! The boys love frocking up. There were complaints. Hm. Well, I can't guarantee I'll be as good as you, but I'll give it my best shot, Viv. Thank you, Louisa. Was Was Nick in the concert last year? Yeah, he was going to sing, um, The Wild Colonial Boy but ended up helping with staging. He finds an excuse not to sing every year. He's got a beautiful voice. We never pushed him. Maybe you can? Um Vivien wants to know if you wanna sing at the concert? Wild Colonial Boy? Yep. How's it go? £ There was a wild colonial boy £ Yeah, I know the song, Louie. So, can I put you down to sing? No way. OK. She's ready to go. She is running like a train. Maybe we could spray-paint it lime-green and race it at the Indigo Speedway? Maybe. I think I like her just the way she is. Me too. I'm sorry for what's happened. I miss you. And I do want to talk. And there's nothing I don't want you to know about. I love you. Yeah. More fool me, I love you too. It's been awful. I'm sorry. Hello. Jed? Ha! Jed! Hey. (Laughs) Hey! Louie, Jed Foley. Ah Jed. Louisa Atherton. Hi, Jed. Um, it'sit's really good to meet you. What happened to you? Got bigger. Gee, you stacked it on. (Laughs) You watch your mouth! It's good to see you, boy. Ibrought this for you. I kept it, I just never learnt to play it but Sandy's guitar. He gave it to me. Called it Sam, after Casablanca. Play it again, Sam. Yeah, play it again, Sam. Jed, I've got a daughter. She's a couple of years older than you, Holly. She'd love to show you around if you're here for a while. Yeah, no worries. Nice, uh, HZ. It's Louie's actually. Really? Take a picture - it lasts longer. Cheeky ***. Put your gear in the office. There's some food there too. Thanks. That's Jed. Yeah. No, no, OK. No, it's not a problem. Alright. You take care, Jodie. Bye. You never wanted to take the mask off, Zorro. What a ***! You were a funny little man. So, you and your mum had a fight? I told her you're ringing her this afternoon. Why? She kicked me out. She also told me your dad died. Good riddance to bad rubbish. Hey, I remember that bag. This is your fighting gear, isn't it? Awesome! The Island Thunder. What's going on, Jed? What do you mean? Well, your mum seemed upset. Yeah. I had a go at the boss at work and the idiot sacked me. Do you miss this? No. Serious? Never want to get back in the ring and just - pow, pow, give it a go? No. The Island Thunder. Hardly went more than two rounds. Just ba-ba-***. Don't underestimate the scale of this job, ladies. Yes, we know - 'key fundraiser of the year'. We're onto it. Just divvying up the duties. Lorna's at home baking as we speak. So, um, Vivien, is Iris going with you? Well, I couldn't trust her with anyone else. You're missing your favourite event of the year and taking your cat? Sounds like more than a holiday. Have you changed your hair? Yeah, your hair does look different. No. No. It'sit's just combed. As a matter of fact, I, um Like you, Louisa, I've decided to let my heart rule my head. I've reconnected with a gentleman friendonline. And - Barry runs a guest house in Eden. Barry? Barry. Barry Treadgray. He's an ex-army officer. Since his guest house is closed for three weeks for renovations, Barry's invited me to stay. So Iris will have the run of the guest house ..while you and Barry renovate. Well, congratulations, Viv. I'm so happy for you. Thank you, Louisa. I'm very excited and a little bit nervous. Now, Louisa. Promise me you'll maintain the high standard we've set for the concert over the years. (Mutters) That won't be hard. What? She said, 'that will be hard'. Between the three of us, we'll make one Vivien. Good. Here we are. Continental brunch for two, Madame! Oh, mon cherie, formidable! Oh! There we are, you see. There's nothing you can get in Paris you can't get here at home. I shouldn't be drinking, of course, I've got blood pressure. Join the club. Cheers. Cheers. Hm. There we are. What should I wear for the concert? You arrived with four suitcases. You must have something. Oh, I look so pretty here with Dad. Mum made this dress. It's beautiful. I wish I could wear it now. You can't be serious? Hm? Mutton dressed as lamb, dear. Don't! Well, have I got news for you! We've still got that dress! Oh, look at you two! I would offer you a glass, but Minna's polished off the bottle. Oh, dobber! Oh, what do you think? Is this too sad? Oh, no. It's gorgeous. Oh, my heavens. Look at that. That's Minna's dress! Is it? You didn't tell me you had that. Oh, no, put that away. Oh, Mum. Mum! Would still fit you. My heavens, look - the queen of retro. It's gorgeous. I always hated this damn dress. Mama. No, no Frida. I know what you're thinking. We could do the show together. It would make it I really don't want to. No, Frida. It's OK. If Mum feels she can't cope Hang on a second. What do you mean I can't cope with it? I'd be as good as she is. Right, Frida. You're on. You go, girl, you get your gear off. Good! Oh, thank you! Hi. Um. Nick here? He's gone up the road to get some lunch. Oh, OK. Great. You want a drink? Sure. I'll have a beer. Ah, well We've got soft drink, lemon barley water, but, um, no beer. Yeah, you do. I've already had one. Sorry. Jed, How old are you? Really? I think Nick said you were 16. Well, I'm 18. You're under-age, matey. You can't drink in my house. Whatever. Ah, yep. Nick and your mum are getting married. That's the plan. Yeah, we've just got to try and find the date. Well, what's stopping you? Good question. What is stopping us? Yeah, we're rehearsing this afternoon. OK. I'll meet you there. We're busy people. Ah, wait until everyone's sat down, please. Actually, Jed, do you want to come with me? Because we are rehearsing a concert in town this afternoon. I don't know. It may be fun? Might not. Might be fun. Want to go? No way. It's lame. Jed, could you please pass me the sauce? (Gasps) Jed! (Laughing) Jed! Oh! I'm sorry. What? She wanted the sauce. And you pass it to her. I did! You didn't. Friggin' lid fell off! Watch your language. Part of the deal that you are here Whatever you say, Dad. It's OK. No, it's not OK. You can have mine. Hey, Jed, sit down. Sorry. You think that was funny? Yeah, I did. You are a guest here. So, start acting like one. Oh, is that what I am? A guest? Your mother didn't bring you up to disrespect people's hospitality. What would you know about how I was brought up? She doesn't want me here, does she? Who? Louie? You're wrong. Grow up, boy. I did grow up. How long's he staying for? I don't know, sweetheart. Vivien's got you listed as one of the concert helpers. Want me to cross your name off? I'd love you to be there. I'd help if Sean of the dead wasn't hanging around. Can I mention it's a very small town and eventually you'll run out of places to hide? He's the one that should be hiding. Hm? Tough guy. Ah, I've got your plates in the oven. (Car engine revs) Hell! Is that the ute? Hey! Jed! Jed! What the hell were you thinking? Get out! Jed, are you OK? Get off me! Get out! Nothing broken. What were you trying to prove? Nothing. It's just a dumb rust bucket. What if another car was driving down here? But there's not! 'Cause this place is a dead zone. Get in the house. You're not my dad. You're not anything. Let him go, Louie. You'll be late. (Sighs) Those of you from Indigo - I'm Marty Mason, assistant stage manager. I've Gavin - publicity supervisor, advertising guru and theatre critic. I organised your backers and placed your Gavin, I'm concerned about the supper. We'll get to that later, Lorna. Yeah, look - it's a team effort. With a bit of luck we'll have some fun and raise a heap of dough for the Heritage Society Committee. Do we know if Vivien's left instructions about the supper? I'm sure Vivien's left about The lamingtons been organised? Anyway, over to the lady who will be running the show - Louisa. (Applause) Thank you, Marty. Thanks, Gavin. Welcome, everybody, to what is going to be an amazing event. Last time I was on stage it was a munchkin in the Wizard Of Oz. Anyway, that's another story. What I'd like to say is that this will be a night to make Vivien proud. Any questions? Will there be electricity for my urn? Um Why don't I leave you with Marty while I just test that out. Um Yeah. Yeah. (Plates and crockery crash) Where are you going? Far away from this hole. Well, since you pranged Mum's ute, she's got my car. Otherwise, I'd drive you myself. How many cars have you stolen? Just your mum's so far. Well, you are still young - you've got time. You want a peanut? Your room's cool. Oh, wicked. Did you do that? No, I'm going to paint over it. Why? I'm over the artist. Was that your boyfriend? No. Must have missed one in my frenzy. Do you want me to walk you into town? That's if you're still going. Sean, it's beautiful. How many concerts has this seen? I painted it the year before I met Holly, so It just needs a bit of a touch up. I think it's absolutely beautiful, so just do whatever you have to. Can you give a message to Holly for me? What do you want me to say? Just tell her I'm sorry for what happened and I just want to talk. OK. Is Holly single? Marty! Stop it. Here we go, give him this. Come on. There you go. This is alright, isn't it? Hey, he wants another one. Sorry, mate, you're on rations. How about you, Jed? You hungry, or have you got a bus to catch? I'm starving. Let's go, then. Where do you go in this dump for takeaway? It's not a dump. Well, you like it here? I love it. I might never leave. Can we bring Duncan? Duncan's a free spirit. He does what he wants. OK, come on. Let's take him. But we need to get the rope. 'Cause Duncan's a wild man. Oh, quite frankly, I'd rather be doing We're A Couple Of Swells in Dad's old suits. Can we be salvaged? Dresses age well, but sisters Oh, don't. I used to have such a lovely bust. Oh, you still have, Frida. It's just 6 inches lower these days. (Laughs) A lot of work, ladies, but I fix. Oh, don't worry, Lily. I'll fix mine myself. Hold still Frida or I pin you! This act was put together by my sister and I many moons ago. Hang on. What are you doing? Our introduction. I don't want an introduction. What song have we settled on? Well, if Frida sings about Paris, I could do the can-can with a show of leg. You could've given him a heart attack. Why don't we sing Sisters? Oh, no! Too girly. The dresses are girly. Isn't that what it's all about? At least you'll look beautiful. So will you, Minna. You're still a fine figure of a woman. Why, Clem, you old saucebox. £ Oh, Mr Pianist £ Where will I be £ You used to tickle the ivories and now you tickle me. £ (Laughs) She's a show stopper. Do that. You know, I used to have a place like this - on a hill. It was near a racecourse. So did you and your boyfriend used to come here? He's not my boyfriend. You still haven't told me his name. You still haven't told me why you left home. His name's Sean. He must have really messed up to *** a chick like you off. So, did Nick and your mum have a thing? Yeah. Nick was the best. And he beat up your dad? I wish he'd done more than just beat him up. Did your dad hurt you? I looked after myself. You shouldn't always have to, though. Hey, where's Duncan? Oh! Duncan. Oh, Duncan, I'm sorry, we didn't mean to ignore you. Oh. It's OK. What's that? Come on. Let's go have a look. Wow. Derivative. What does that mean? Unoriginal. Sean Smithwick. Got talent, your boyfriend. Ex-boyfriend. Well, you must have liked something about the guy. What happened? He said we didn't have fun anymore. He's a moron. You're heaps of fun. (Horse whinnies) Oh, Duncan. Duncan, no. Duncan, no! Duncan, no, off. Get off! Duncan! Oh, Duncan. Stop. Stop. Wait. No. No, let him go. Come on, Duncan. You like paint? You want paint? What about yellow? What about orange? What about red? Let's put some red on it? Whoa. What else does it need? Green? Oh, that's it, Duncan, you like that? Oh, it's looking much better. You're seriously scary. Come on, Duncan. Woo! Oh, yeah, that's nice. ***. A brick. Did you trash that backdrop? Who said that? Your shoes. You did. You little *** I'm sick of you and your guilt trip. Are you now? Yeah, I am. (Grunts) Guys, stop it. Nick Louie, stay out of it. What? You want to fight? Yeah, come on! Come on, champ! Stop it! Come on then. Open up, champ! Guys, stop it. Come on, open up! Arrgh! You're an arsehole! You're still a coward. If you hated my old man so much, how come you never finished him off? Huh? He beat me, Nick. When he got drunk he beat me. And you left me to that. They reckon I trashed the backdrop last night. That wasn't Jed. That was me. Holly. What the hell were you thinking? I was angry at Sean. Holly, you've just got to grow up. You've gotta deal with it. How can you tell her how to deal? How did you just deal with Jed? You encouraged him to hit you. Oh! Louie, that wasn't a You've just gotta trust that I know what I'm doing. Yeah, I do trust you, but you've got to talk to this boy. Sometimes we need words! We're supposed to be welcoming him into our family. This doesn't feel like a family right now. It doesn't feel like a family to you, does it? No. Not one I'd want to be a part of. Right. You. Van. Now. Admit it, you wanted it to be me who destroyed that backdrop. I didn't steal a car. I didn't smash the car. Just the excuse you need to send me packing. What are you talking about? I'm not stupid. I see stuff. You know what? I'm glad you're not stupid 'cause we're fixing this. What? You and me? Ha. What? You didn't think you were getting off scot-free, did you? Any idiot can break things. Takes a true genius to fix it. Try that on, genius. Marty, Debbie's cutting the lamingtons in half to double our profits. Lorna, they're too big! They are not. They're regulation size. They're not too big and they're not too small. Louisa, we need your input. Lorna's trying to reinvent the lamington. No, I am not. They just need to be regulation size. No, it's OK. The lamingtons look good. Lorna, it's just a rehearsal. We need our first act. Where is Ollie Turpin? There's no sign of Ollie or his dog. I rang him twice already. I rang him too but he didn't get back. We're gonna have to audition more acts. No wonder Vivien had her doubts. Sorry? Vivien expressed concern that without her experience the concert could be a disaster. Oh. Really, Lorna? Well, I just have to inform you that some of us do have jobs, we have a newspaper to run, we have baby animals that are dying, so, this is a news flash, Lorna - this concert is going to be a roaring success! You are yelling at me! And I need to inform you, Louisa, that you're not going to get on the right side of me that way. Nice one. You alright? Yeah, yeah. Yeah, I'm fine. Yeah, I'm fine. I just can't breathe. I'm having a heart attack. Do you want a cup of tea? And a lamington? No! I don't want a lamington. (Breathes deeply) OK, come on. Alright, it's gonna be a happy day. OK, first act. Indigo High School stringensemble. Ensemble. Girls, you're up. (Coughing) OK. Hello, girls. Alright. I thought this was a musical piece? Um, Mr Binn said we can't have the instruments until tomorrow. Oh, OK, well, that's alright. No, that's good. Well, show us what you've got, girls. (Laughs nervously) It's alright. (Silence) This is ridiculous. Oh, I can't wear these shoes. They're killing me. Hang on, Minna. I'm totally un-blocked. It hasn't flowed like this for years. Oh, oh, by the way, Deb asked if you were OK for a barbecue next Tuesday. Oh, no, no, no. I'll be in Paris by then. What? I'm off after the concert. Sorry, Minna. I'm working on a new novel. And it's good! Gerard, my publisher, he likes the stuff I've sent him. He's given me an advance. I'm going home. But But home's here. No, it's not. You know it's not, Minna. Are we ready to start, ladies? Yes, Clem. I'd just like to look at where we make our entrance. OK. Hi. Hey. Some jerk-off thought he was Jackson ***. Jackson ***? That was me. I don't know why Well, I do but It just happened. Sorry, Sean. (Drilling) That's not bad. Now a motor. You want to work on the engine? Fix what you break - isn't that how it goes? Go on, then. You alright, Minna? (1950s swing music) Whoa. OK. Ollie, Ollie? Ollie! Ollie Turpin? Can we get Ollie? Hello? Ollie Turpin? I saw him at the feed store. What? It's not a chook, it's a dog, isn't it? I know, he promised he'd be here. God! Curtain call, one hour! Oh, God! Mum, Mum. It's OK. Come on.. It's alright, it's alright, that's fine. What would Vivien do? Panic, fluster, perspire! (Nervous chuckle) Alright, OK, no panic, we keep Ollie locked in, alright? So what about Nick? Nick we're not sure about. (Sighs) Can we get all the Scottish people up here, please? That's right, any men in a skirt! It's your turn. Ah, welcome. Welcome and good luck. Yeah, just turn it, make sure it works. Marg?! Toasted sandwiches and coffee. You are a sight for sore eyes. Hmm. You gonna sing? I'm a little busy with the young fella. Oh, yeah. Hey, Jed. Hey. She's expecting you. We all are. I'll try, Marg. OK. Justso long as you know. Thanks, Marg. Hey, Nick, does this look right? Coming. Hello, everybody! Welcome to The Rainbow's End Charity Society fundraising concert. Um, thank you all for coming. And, um, we hope you have a wonderful afternoon. Anyway Here they are. Please give a really warm welcome to ..the Indigo High School String Ensemble. (Distorted classical music) They sound better with their instruments. So, where have you been? Nowhere. (Sighs in exasperation) He's probably a lousy performer anyway. You must really love her. She's a classic beauty. Louisa, I mean. Doing all this work for free. Yeah. Did you love my mum? You know, Jed, that's not an easy question to answer. Did I love your mum? Yeah, I suppose I did. But she was a married woman, still married to your dad. One day your dad got rough with her. I mean, you know about the fight. Cops were called. Before they arrived ..I begged her to come with me. I told her that I would look after both of you, but she said she had to stay. I'm sorry I wasn't there for you - I am truly sorry I wasn't there for you. Let's try it. Alright, turn it over. (Car engine starts) Sounds rubbish. Then let's fix it. Louisa! Seems the dog was up all night with gastro. Ollie says he's never seen anything like it before. God. Who can we bump up? Um, Fryberg Sisters sing When The World Was Young. They're not ready yet. Minna'*** a slump. I could play a solo. What about Nick? Yeah, what about Nick? Ah, Nick's not coming. What? Doesn't matter. Um. The pipers! Come on.. The pipers can go next. Just pipe and keep piping! (Bagpipes play Scotland The Brave) (Audience claps) OK. Turn it over. (Car engine starts) Didn't Louisa want you to sing? (Revs car engine) You'd better sing. (Bagpipes play) Come on! We're on next. Mum. She hasn't even done her hair properly, I mean Minna, what is the problem? Frida, Frida, calm down for a sec will you? Yeah. Mum. What's the matter? Do you feel nervous? I I don't know what I feel. Oh, Louisa, what was I thinking of? I mean, look at me. Well, Mum, you look beautiful. (Sighs) Well, Minna Franklin all tarted up like some geriatric dolly-bird, I just feel so silly and I don't think - I don't think people want to see that. People don't want to hear me sing. Yes - Mum, everybody wants to hear you sing, come on. Don't you remember when I was little and I worried about what people thought? You used to urge me on. You'd say, 'Have the courage, my girl.' I loved you for that. (Whispers) Oh, come on Mum. You've always been my beacon of courage and integrity. Come on, if you can't do it for Frida Do it for you? No, you do it for yourself. You are the fabulous Fryberg Sisters. Yes, we are, aren't we? Oh. Come on, help me off with this damn thing. (Material rips) Huh! Three minutes, ladies. Oh! What are we going to do? Can we pin it? Yep, I'll get pins. OK, don't panic. Oh, my God, don't panic. Um (Gasps) Oh, Mum, I've got an idea. Look. Yes! £ It isn't by chance that I happen to be £ A boulevardier the toast of Paris £ For over the noise the talk and the smoke £ I'm good for a laugh a drink or a joke £ I walk in a room a party or ball £ Come sit over here somebody will call £ A drink for mademoiselle a drink for us all £ But how many times must I stop and recall £ Are the apple trees blossoms in the breeze £ That we walked among BOTH: £ Lying in the hay Games we used to play £ When the songs were sung £ Only yesterday when the world was young £ Are the apple trees blossoms in the breeze £ That we walked among? £ Lying in the hay Games we used to play £ When the songs were sung. £ Only yesterday when the world was young. £ Just a dream ago £ When the world £ Was young. £ (Rapturous applause) Oh, my God, yay! (Applause continues) Thank you. Oh, you were amazing. OK, who's next? Well, that's it - there's no-one else. Where's Ollie? He's not here. Pipers? They're at the pub. What are we going to do? I knew it would be a disaster. I'm calling Vivien right now! No! Lorna, this will not be a disaster, Lorna. Do something! You do something! No, you do something! Sorry, sorry, everybody. That's Um, sorry, we've just had a Let's hear it again for the fabulous Fryberg Sisters. (Applause) And we've got some more wonderful acts coming, so let's, in the meantime, have a singalong. Um We can try for £ There was a wild colonial boy £ UmJack Doolan was his name. £ He had a little dog that cried and never was the same. £ £ The water is wide £ I cannot get over £ And neither have £ I wings to fly £ Give me a boat £ That can carry two £ And both shall cross £ My love and I £ There is a ship £ She sails the sea £ It's loaded deep £ As deep can be £ But not as deep £ As the love I'm in £ I know not how £ I sink or swim (Guitar plays) £ Build me a boat £ That can carry two £ And both shall cross £ My love and I £ And both shall cross £ My love and I. £ (Cheering and applause) Yeah. That was OK, if you like soppy love songs. Oh, you know, I just hit a couple of *** notes. And, you know, you didn't save me. I knew all the words to that song. Of course you did. You should sing more often. (Laughs) No. But you should. I'm sorry, Louie. I'm sorry. I love you. I love you too, Nick Pickering. (Applause) Woo! Aunty Frida, are you really leaving? In the morning, Louie blue. I have a book to write. Yeah, we'll miss you. I know. Don't you leave her too long. Are you not going to say anything at all about my leaving? The good old days. That's what you call them. But, for me, all those angry fights with Father Mostly my fault. I was an angry presence in that house, trying to work out who I was. Is that why you left and why you won't settle here now? No, and you were not an angry presence in that house. You were a teenager. I left because I had to leave. I'm leaving now, because Rainbow's End - it's just not a big enough canvas for me to work on. My heart is here, but I can't write here. I've had such fun with you. Will you come back soon? I'm not coming back. Next time, you're coming to Paris. (Gasps) Oh, yes. Please. (Laughs) Please. (Engine revs) What's that? It's a car. Whose car? Oh my - what? I've been and given her a squirt. Uh, OK. Sweet work, boy. Thanks. Every rev-head in town will want to race you, Mum. (Laughs) Do you like it? Are you kidding? It Thank you. (Engine revs) You know, it wasn't just me. James. Well. Hey. Will you do me a favour? Will you call your mum? Doesn't matter what you say, she just wants to hear your voice. Hey - it's Ollie. Are we too late? No, perfect. Touch and go there for a while, but Porky's come good. I can't possibly leave without seeing this. Hello. Porky, Porky. Give it to me straight, doc. Can you save the leg? (Barking and laughter) Trev's left Deb. Really? On the phone he said he was going to ask you for a divorce. He doesn't give a stuff about me, does he? I want you to ring his solicitor and tell him he gets nothing. If you can't pay him out you may have to sell. (Smashing china) ***. Rita! You in public! She doesn't like me very much, does she? I've got it, you got yours? I woke up feeling bad about Sean and then somebody made me smile. How old do you reckon Dan is? Should we be worried? We should be worried. I'm old enough to make my own choices, Mum. Yeah, I know that, Hol. Why don't you trust me to do that? Cheers. Cheers. What happens now?