After The Party (2023) s01e03 Episode Script

Episode 3

- Here we are, Joy. Home sweet home.
- GRACE: I should be the one looking
after her,
like she looked after me and Walt.
- Do you wanna come to
the film festival with me tomorrow?
Bridge is up in Auckland.
I just― I hate going by myself.
- We've got ya kayak, ya prick!
- PENNY: Should I go
and get Walt's car seat?
- Nah, nah, it's all good.
I'm just gonna crawl along.
- Tom, that's breaking the law,
isn't it?
- PHIL: Ollie's parents
are on their way over.
- What's Ollie got to do with this?
- I saw my husband sexually abusing
your son.
- No, that's not true!
- Five years you've
peddled this shit.
- All I've done is
tell the fucking truth.
- Nature's first green is gold,
her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower,
but only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf,
Eden sank to grief.
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
- Mum, Mum, Mum, no. Wait, wait,
wait. I'm just gonna get Grace, OK?
- Oh, well, hurry.
- Hold on. Hold on. Yep.
Have you seen Grace?
- No. No. She'll be around, though.
She― Whoa.
What is this that I see?
- (CHUCKLES) It's just a cake, Phil.
- Not just a cake; that belongs in a
museum ― the London Museum of Cakes.
Come on. Let's put this
- Oh.
- this to Cake-o-Vision.
Say the two magic words ― cheese
and cake ― one after the other.
- BOTH: Cheesecake.
- GRACE: What's happening?
- What the fuck is wrong with you?
- I saw you. I fucking saw you.
How could you?
- Mum, stop.
- What's going on?
- He was in bed with Ollie.
He was touching him.
- Oh, fuck this. I'm outta here.
- Don't you walk away from me.
- No, no, no.
You're fucking sick in the head.
- Ollie?
Sweetheart, come on. Let's―
Let's just cover you up, all right?
I'm gonna take you withme.
You come with me too, Grace.
Come on, sweetheart.
It's all right. Come on. Come on.
- Phil! Phil!
Look at me!
What the fuck were you doing up
there? He was naked, you sick fuck!
- Stop it, Penny.
You've had too much to drink.
- Mum, I know what I saw.
- Whatever you saw, it wasn't that.
- Mum!
- You're making a fool of yourself.
Come on.
- # Crazy days of crumpets
in a crazy raisin rhyme.
# Sell it for a nickel
when you buy it for a dime.
# Underneath the water
is a crackle and a line.
# Lay upon your belly
like a stone along your spine.
# I see you.
# I see you.
# Oh, yes I do.
# I see you.
# I see you.
# Ooh, she's not Jamaican.
# See, I told you so.
# She's all white; she's not black.
# She doesn't have any soul.
# Get soul. #
- No, no, no, no, no.
Work with each other.
Hey, I'll put you on for Nathan soon,
all right?
- The legal organisation I work
- Where's your attack?
- Hello.
- Hi.
- How's it going?
- Oh, well, we're terrible
at the moment.
- I forgive you.
- What for?
- For not returning my calls.
- Sorry, Bridge.
Sorry. Been a shit of a week.
- It's fine.
- Are you in Auckland?
- Yeah, I spent the whole week
feeling guilty for not being at
and then I get the
blimmin' silent treatment.
- With Simon?
- No, from Jules.
Simon can't keep his hands off me.
It's like I've been gone a month.
What was that look?
- Nothing.
- I think you just need
a really good fuck up the arse.
- You know, you've just got so much
tension. You've just gotta
- Oh my God, Bridget.
- get a good fuck.
Three cheers for black.
- ALL: Hooray, hooray, hooray!
- One for the ref.
- Hooray!
- One for the coach.
- Hooray.
- All right. See you next week.
- PHIL: Gather round.
OK, take a knee.
My name's Mr McKenzie.
Some of you may know me as Scottie.
This year, I'm recruiting for the
national development training camp.
It doesn't matter how long you've
been playing. It doesn't matter
how good or bad you think you are.
The trials are next weekend,
and I want to see you all there. OK?
There's forms at the door. I
want you to fill them in, bring your
best game, show us what you can do.
All right?
Yeah? OK, off you go.
- Oh!
Oh, that is so good. (CHUCKLES)
- So, where was Simon
taking the boys?
- Indian, I think.
Hey, you're not coming in in those;
you'll ruin them.
- You― You sure they're
not gonna come back?
- Since when has a life drawing
model been so prudish?
- All right, then.
Well, you know, teenage boys.
- God, they're hormonal.
The whole monosyllabic thing ― it's
just doing my head in, you know?
- He's tuned into a channel,
and I'm just I'm just static.
- Well, did you try talking with him,
- Yes. Of course I did.
- Hmm.
That's your problem.
Boys are like dogs.
- It's true. Only speak to them
in three-word sentences and make
it non-negotiable, right?
Eat your dinner. Do your homework.
Go to bed.
- Wait, does this work
with husbands?
- Probably.
- Pour me wine. Cook me dinner.
- Shoot my ex. Fuck off to Scotland.
- That's four words.
- Could you believe him today?
Could you fucking believe today?
- I know. I know.
But Phil is not your problem
any more.
- No, he really is. If he's
going away with more boys, he is.
I have to warn the Basketball
Association. There is no other
way round this.
- Penny.
- I mean, what kind of―
- SIMON: Guys, guys, I'm calling it.
- Fucking hell.
- So sorry.
No. No.
- Mum!
- Can you just go round
the other way, please?
- Max, you too, mate. Off you hop.
- Penny's being prudish.
- I'm their basketball coach.
What the fuck do you expect?
- I thought that
you were eating out.
- Nah, nah, they wanted takeaways,
and I wanted alcohol, so, um
Hey, mind if I join ya?
- No! No. No! I mind.
- He is teasing.
- I'm teasing, Pen.
All right.
- Feed the animals.
- Hey, Pen. Wait up.
Take some of this.
I ordered way too much.
- OK.
- Hey, um
We're OK, eh?
- Yeah. Yeah.
You didn't tell her, did you?
- No.
- You sure?
- Yeah, no, I didn't say anything.
- Mm.
Well, maybe you should have.
I mean, it was just a stupid kiss,
and now it's a big, stupid secret.
- Nah. I know. It meant nothing.
- Yeah, I know that.
- Shush. Shush, Tonka.
- Oh. Penny, hi.
- Hi, Catherine.
How are you?
- Yeah, good.
- I-I'm sorry to just
turn up unannounced.
Can― Can we have a word?
- Uh, well, the house is, um,
you know― it's a it's a real
Tonka! No!
(STAMMERS) It's, um― It's a pigsty.
Zach's moved back in. You know what
boys are like.
Zach, can you take Tonka?
- Is your husband home?
- What― What do you want?
- Listen, Phil's back. He's teaching
at Wakefield College, and I
- Why's she here?
- Hi, Zach.
- Can you take Tonka?
- Nah.
- Has Phil been
in contact with Ollie?
- I-I don't know.
- How is he?
- Yeah, yeah, he's OK.
- Could you tell me
where I could find him?
- No, I can't do that.
You just leave us alone.
- Fuck!
- Bit of an expert there, Zach (!)
- Carburettor's fucked.
- Can you fix it?
- What do you want?
- Can you tell me where
I might find your brother?
- You got any money?
- Just tell me where I can find him.
- Why would I do that?
- Just looking our for him, Zach.
All I know is that he works at
some gay restaurant on Cuba St.
Think it's called Lily's or Lilac or
some fucking thing. Why do you wanna
talk to him?
- Doesn't matter. Thanks.
- GRACE: Hey, sorry I'm late.
- Oh, Mummy's here!
- Hello!
- WALT: Hey, Mama.
- He's had a big day.
- Oh, sauce face.
- Bolognese. Hope you don't mind.
- No, it's OK. Can I have some?
I'm hungry.
- It's got meat in it.
- Oh, that's OK.
- Thought you and
your dad were vegetarian.
- Sometimes.
This is better, right ―
you bringing Walt back here?
- Yeah, it is.
- Have you seen Gran?
- Not since the weekend, no.
- OK, well, I wanna make sure
that someone visits her every day.
I made a schedule. Here you go.
Do you think you can go and see her
tomorrow? Think she wants to talk to
you about something.
- What?
- I dunno. Legal stuff, I think.
- Beep, beep.
- Yo, it's crazy, man.
- Kahu. Kahu.
Essay credits require 1500 words on
human homeostasis, andyougave me
800 words on composting toilets.
What the hell?
- Yeah, based on the
same principles of stability and
balance in a biological system.
- Yeah, yeah, that's very smart,
but it's not gonna get you into
law school, is it?
- Who said I wanna go to law school?
- OK.
Well, what do you want?
- I dunno ― something that's
not just about making money to buy
more crap to fuck up the planet.
- Or you could become a
teacher. Money's shit, so you
can't buy anything. Listen
you work out what matters to you.
Bugger everyone else. It's your life.
- MUFFLED: Nurse?
- Mum?
- Huh?
I can't reach. I can't reach.
- You're using the wrong arm, Mum.
- What?
- You gotta use your good arm.
- No, I can't. There's just―
There's just― There's just―
- All right.
- No, no, just leave me.
- I'll just get some other―
- Just leave me alone.
- What's happening here, my love?
- She's interfering.
- WHISPERS: No, I'm not.
- It's OK. I've got this.
- Thanks.
- OK. Come on.
Let's get you sorted.
All done. Easy as pie.
Now, let's get you settled.
- Sorry, I didn't mean
to upset you, Mum.
- You didn't upset me.
- Here we go.
- You all right?
- Yes.
- Yeah.
All right?
- Mm.
- Grace said you wanted
to talk to me about something.
- (SIGHS) What? About what?
- Something legal?
- Oh
Not now.
- Note the shadow on
the weight-bearing foot.
- The order was made under Miss
Lilah's, so could you chase that up?
Thank you.
Uh, and I'll call you back.
Sorry, we don't open until midday.
- Oh, nah, I'm just
looking for Ollie Gleeson.
- Right. Uh, excuse me a minute.
- Thanks.
- Sorry,
Ollie can't see you right now.
If you don't mind
- Sure.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Come on.
- OLLIE: See you guys later.
- Hey. What's up?
- Grace?
- It's Gran.
- Penny? Uh, just a moment.
She's been moved.
Come with me.
- Um
She had a lie-down after lunch
and just didn't wake up.
They think it must
have been another stroke.
- WHISPERS: Sweetheart. Come here.
Come here.
- (SOBS)
- I'm so, so, so sorry.
I'm so sorry, darling.
- That's a nice one.
How Great Thou Art.
- Really?
- She loved Howard Morrison.
- Sure.
- Do they have a CD player
at the chapel?
- Nah, we can just stream it.
- OK.
- Got the programs.
- It's really beautiful.
Will you hand them out?
- No, the funeral people do that.
- I was thinking it might
be best if I don't come.
- What?
- I loved Joy; you know that.
I just
I don't want anyone to feel awkward.
- You mean Mum?
- I can stay here, just get
things ready for the wake.
- No, I need you to be there.
- That OK with you, Penny?
- Yep, absolutely fine.
- Hi.
- Hi, Marie.
I'm so glad you could be here.
- Me too. Mum would be pleased.
- Yeah, I know.
- Take care, love.
- I will. See ya.
- Hey, Pen. I'm sorry.
- Thanks.
- Bridget's, um― she's― she's got
that work thing in Auckland and
- No, no, no, it'sOK.
- She should be here.
- Well, I'm pleased you're here.
- TOM: Do you want them
to start the music?
- Uh, yeah, yeah, that'd be good.
- Yes.
- You OK?
- Yeah.
- You're gonna be great.
Thanks, Tom.
- All good.
- Pen.
- Thank God you're here, Nix.
- Nau mai, haere mai.
Hello and welcome.
For those who don't know me,
I'm Tom.
Joy was my great-aunt.
It's an honour to lead this service
as we gather to remember Joy's life
and share our memoriesof her.
First up, I'd like to invite
Joy's granddaughter, Grace,
to say a few words.
Gran lived her whole life
in Wellington.
She went to school here,
got married here.
She liked simple things ―
Her favourite author
was Danielle Steel, which she never
gave up trying to get me to read.
Sorry, Gran. Still not going there.
Gran loved to drink gin
and dance
and had a wicked sense of humour.
VOICE BREAKS: But what I'll
miss most about my gran is
her kindness. (SNIFFLES)
When I got pregnant
Joy was the only person
who didn't think I was
crazy for keeping Walt.
She was the one who made it
possible by letting us live with her
and by teaching me what it
means to be a good mother ―
how you don't get
to put yourself first.
- WALT: I want Mum.
- Um
Gran never lectured me
when I got things wrong.
(SNIFFLES) She was just
there with so much love,
and she showed me that that's
all you really need to be a mother.
- Um
Please stand as we sing one of Joy's
favourite hymns, Abide With Me.
- OK, let's sing.
- ALL: # Abide with me.
# Fast falls the eventide.
# The darkness deepens #
- How are you doing, Miss McKenzie?
- I'm all right, Reggie.
- Jeez, Pen. I haven't been here
since I was a kid, but nothing's
- CHUCKLES: I know. I know. I know.
God, I was thinking about, um
Do you remember when you
used to prank call―
- Mr Crouchley.
- Mr Crouchley! Yes!
And Joy used to
tell us off all the time for
pinching her Blackberry Nip.
Yeah? You remember?
- I loved that stuff.
- It was awesome.
- Getting drunk on that.
- Hey, Gracie, Gracie, haere mai.
I was just saying to your mum, hey,
nothing in this whare has changed,
eh? Do you think you'llkeep it?
- I mean, I haven't thought about
it yet, and Grace is living here.
- Didn't Gran talk to you about it?
- No, no. Why?
- She left the house to me.
- Did she?
- Yeah. I thought that you knew.
- No.
- Oh.
- No, I didn't.
But it's
It makes perfect sense.
It makes great sense.
I'll be back in a minute.
- Looking for the whisky?
Up here with the fancy cups.
Joy caught Walt playing
with her Royal Alberts.
- You think she'd be happy
with us drinking out of them?
- Probably not.
But then she wasn't happy when Walt
was trying to piss in them either.
- To Joy.
- To Joy. (CHUCKLES)
- Hi, Pen. You all right?
- No.
- You gonna drink the whole bottle
by yourself?
- I was gonna.
Feel like sharing?
I don't begrudge her.
I mean, I don't. Not Grace.
I just
I just don't know why they didn't
tell me. Why didn't Mum tell me?
How did she think it
would make me feel?
- Maybe she was just worried
you'd get angry at her.
- Well, I am angry now.
Yeah, I know.
- I feel like the angriest person
in the world.
- (CHUCKLES) Yeah.
- I am. I'm angry at Phil, obviously,
and every other dumb fuck who can't
see what a manipulative motherfu
Angry at Mum for dying.
- Yeah. She didn't even
give you the head's up (!)
- Nope.
- Nah. Bullshit.
- Yeah. Bullshit.
I'm just angry at everyone.
Everyone's fucked.
- LAUGHS: Yeah, they're fucked.
- They're fucked, eh?
Every single human being is fucked.
I mean, look at that ―
that's fucked. Look.
- Yeah.
- Look how fucked this is.
- Pen, I don't think you're angry.
I just think that you
I think you're just, um
- What, sad?
- Yeah. Yeah.
- I shouldn't have kissed you,
by the way.
- No, no, it's OK.
Pen, look, I have this thing that
I'm kind of handsome, and I-I need
to be more aware of that.
- Yeah, me too.
- Yeah. Gosh. (LAUGHS)
I just― We have to be careful.
Hey, by the way, I don't think
you're fucked; I think you're great.
I think what you did
to Burley's boat ― that took guts.
Should give yourself some credit.
- Thanks.
- You're welcome.
- I mean, the bastards
still have my kayak.
There it is ― just past the truck.
Past the truck.
Oh my gosh.
Oh! OK, we're getting you
out of these chains.
OK, have you got some bolt cutters?
- Ah, gosh, no, not on me.
Whoa. You fucking
pissed this guy off.
- Yeah, well, they pissed me off
fish-fucking arseholes.
- Yeah, we got this.
- Really?
- Yeah, have confidence. Who needs
bolt cutters when you got rope?
I use this on the boat cos it, uh
it's rot-resistant.
- LAUGHS: Wow! Rot-resistant.
- OK, this is― yeah,
this is gonna work. (LAUGHS)
- Yip!
- Penny, just, you know, get back.
- OK.
Fuck you, fish-fucker!
- Shit. Whole thing came down.
- Whoo! You did it.
You did it. You did it. (LAUGHS)
- OK, let's get outta here.
- Oh my God.
Which way? That way?
- This way, yeah, yeah.
- Which way? That way? (GRUNTS)
- Yeah, that way. Yeah, that's it.
- Ooh! Ooh! Oopsie. (LAUGHS)
- Go, go, go!
Oh shit!
- Oh, sorry.
- It's OK.
- Sorry.
- Keep going. Go.
- (LAUGHS) This is
This is too heavy. (LAUGHS)
- Shit!
- Shh, shh, shh, shh.
- Come on.
- Excuse me.
Excuse me.
Hey, have you seen Ollie?
Hey, has anyone seen Ollie?
- In there last I saw.
- Occupied.
- Ollie.
Hi. I'm sorry to disturb.
- What are you doing here?
- Can I talk to you just
for five minutes in private?
- Hey, I can go.
- No, no, no. Stay.
- Please. Just five minutes.
- Is this your mum?
- No, this is not my mum.
- Did you know Phil's back?
- So?
That has nothing to do with me.
- Has he been in touch?
- You need to leave.
- Listen, I spoke to your mum.
- She talked to you?
- Yeah.
- Ha!
- She told me where you lived. She's
worried about you. We all care about
what happens to you,Ollie.
- That's bullshit, because
she doesn't even know where I live.
- OK, I don't know who you are,
but I think you need to leave.
- It's got nothing to do with you.
Stay out of this.
- Excuse me.
- Ollie, listen.
You're not 14 any more.
OK? You're a grown-up.
You― Fuck, you need to say something.
There could be other kids.
- Ollie.
- Ollie, do you want me
to go get some help?
- No, no, it's fine. I'm leaving.
Excuse me. Fuck's sake.
- Fuck off, Mum.
- Bye, boomer.
- Aargh! Fuck!
- Ollie.
- Hi.
- PHIL: All right,
get to your class.
People are going to think
what people are going to think.
And I was stupid to ever believe
that I could come back here and
change it.
- Dad, stop. Stop!
Just stop touching him!
- What's going on?
- Grace, come on. I know Penny can
be a bit of a dick, but she's not
gonna do anything to hurt him.
- She's gone too far this time.
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