Satisfaction (2007) s01e09 Episode Script
Paying For It
- OK.
- Take a seat.
Shouldn't be long.
Thanks.
- [ Phone Rings .]
- Dr Wheatley.
Yes, Robert.
He's with a patient at the moment.
Can I get him to phone you? This is so random.
We're mental patients.
It's like we're in that movie with what's-his-name.
- It's nothing like that.
- What's the movie called? Bonnie, we're not mental patients.
We're seeing a counsellor.
[ Whispers .]
'One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest'.
[ Whispers .]
Shh.
Mental patient! - Bonnie! - [ Whispers .]
Axe murderer.
Hey, I'll murder you in a minute.
[ Door Opens .]
Chloe? And family.
Nobody's ever called us that before.
Come on.
So, tell me, why are you here? - Chloe - Mum Ah, I just thought that counselling might help us become more together.
'Become more together'? What do you think that might mean? 'Together'? Anybody? Bonnie? Let's start with you.
I, um well, I found out Mum was a sex worker.
DOCTOR: Sex worker.
Good.
BONNIE: Yeah, that's not the only problem, though.
I also started trying to have sex with a guy.
- On the Internet.
- Good.
It's probably not as extreme as it sounds.
Well, it probably is.
I'm just trying to be honest.
You did lie about your job.
- And told Bonnie you had cancer.
- No, I didn't.
- You kinda did.
- You did.
Look, the reason we're here is we just really wanna be a normal family.
MAN: It's me.
Oh.
Hello.
Who are you? Who the fuck are you? - I'm Phil.
- Phil? I own this house.
Lauren's ex-husband.
- She's not here.
- Holy shit.
You better not be - You are! - What? - You're wearing my Wallabies jumper.
- What's the matter with you? - Take it off.
Now.
Please.
- No.
No! - I'm serious.
Take it off.
Ahhh! - No! I don't care who you are.
Get away from me.
You stabbed my hand! What are you? Insane?! LAUREN: I'm home! I really pushed myself up that hill Phil! You left the kids in America with that stick figure?! - They're fine with Carla.
- They better be.
- Can't believe she did this.
- You scared the bejesus out of her.
Strange woman wandering around in my Wallabies jumper.
What's it doing out of its glass frame, anyway? I smashed it.
You smashed it?! Why? You were fucking another woman for two years, Phil.
I was having a bad week.
Do you have any idea what that jumper's worth? - Nope.
- Well, it's irreplaceable.
'91 World Champions, Lauren.
Eales, Campese, Timmy Horan.
It's priceless.
Why are you here, Phil? I'm back for a week on business and I needed to talk.
What about? - I wanna sell the house.
- What?! I need to sell the house as soon as possible.
I just thought you should know.
[ Pants .]
DOCTOR: How do you feel about the term 'sex worker'? Chloe? Sorry.
Um what was the question? Sex worker.
Do you like being called a sex worker? - I don't mind.
Sex worker's fine.
- BONNIE: I hate it.
It sounds horrible.
What would you prefer she was called? A prostitute? A hooker? Mum.
That's what I usually call her.
What about you, Josh? Do you have an opinion about this? Um, yeah.
I don't like being called a sex worker.
- [ Laughs .]
- [ Laughs .]
DOCTOR: That's not very helpful.
JOSH: Yeah.
I'm sorry.
I couldn't help myself.
I try not to think about it.
[ Sighing and Moaning .]
Ohh! Ohh! Oooh! - I'd like you to tell me about - Can I interrupt for a second? Can we have a moment alone, please? If you want to be more 'together', that's not the best option.
I-I don't mind.
If you want me to go and you and Bonnie can No, no, no, no.
It's not that.
It's just If this is about all of you, it needs to be out in the open, Chloe.
- Secrets and subterfuge - Do I know you? As in we've 'met' before? - Not that I'm aware of.
- [ Scoffs .]
Don't tell me.
What? It's just I'm having this overwhelming feeling - He's a client, isn't he? - My God! - No way.
- CHLOE: Bonnie - You had sex with my mother?! - Bonnie, come and sit down.
No.
Is there anyone that you haven't slept with? Bonnie You are the ones who need counselling.
[ Slams Door .]
So do we get a refund, or what? Yes.
9.
30.
Absolutely.
She is available.
We'll see you this evening.
[ Phone Rings .]
- Yep.
Thank you.
- 232.
Hello.
Hello? Heather, where's Lauren? - Coming.
- She's late.
She said she'd be here in a minute.
That's what Chloe said, but where the hell is she? How are we today, gentlemen? You're getting in before the rush.
I spoke with someone on the phone.
I'm John Andrews.
This is my colleague, Thomas Silk.
Taxation Office.
Rosie, would you look after the desk for a moment? Would you like to come through to the office? [ Phone Rings .]
- I'm Natalie De luca.
- Yes.
I figured that.
I got your questionnaire.
You need to complete all the questions.
Well, I did.
All the ones that I could.
You need to answer them all.
Well, have you spoken with our accountant? I have and they say they don't do your work anymore.
Really? And you haven't provided us with the owner's address.
Well, he's a very private man.
We're the Taxation Office.
Privacy doesn't apply.
Miss De Luca, we're here to help.
So many company structures, so many bank accounts.
- It's easy to get lost.
- Yes.
It is.
If you've done nothing more than get confused, you've nothing to fear from us.
But if you're lying or withholding information or you fail to lodge a return Fines.
Prosecution.
Maybe more.
Someone's pissing us around, Miss De Luca.
Ignoring letters, ignoring demands.
I think you'd better tell whoever it is who needs to know you're in the system.
- Target locked.
- Sorry.
This is an audit notice.
You have 48 hours to make available your full accounts.
Let us know when you're ready.
Oh, I'm relieved you didn't try and bribe us with anything.
Can you put that down as a positive? Good day, Miss De Luca.
- Can't this wait? - No, it can't.
Our financial statements stop making sense around page two, Nick.
They read like "The Da Vinci Code' and they're only slightly more believable.
Well, that's what they're supposed to read like, Nat.
That's why they invented accountants.
Yeah, who apparently don't work for us anymore.
But, as usual, I'm the last to know.
Now, look, it's gonna work out, alright? That's it? That's all you've got to say?! - They've given us 48 hours.
- So what's the panic? It's an audit.
Do you know what that means? Yeah, yeah, it means that if we give them some money, they'll bloody go away.
Just tell them that the accounts are out of date, alright? - Nick - Alright, OK.
Look, I'll be in later.
I'll fix it all up.
Right, 'bye.
Hmm.
I'm making us a omelette.
- Not much for me.
- Righto.
- What? - Nothing.
- So what's on your agenda for today? - Oh, you know, the usual.
Bit of this, bit of that.
Hopefully a whole lotta you.
And a bit of gangster action in the mix? That wasn't the first time the other day, was it, with that guy? - That was nothing, Mel.
- Nothing? You stabbed someone, Nick.
That's hardly nothing, for God's sake.
We had some issues, alright? Would you rather it was me? - Of course not.
Don't be stupid.
- Well? Well, just didn't realise you'd be getting into this kind of stuff.
No, just leave it alone, OK? You're not involved.
- I am involved, Nick.
I was there.
- No, you're not! Let's just, um let's just eat our omelette, OK? I've lost my appetite.
- So does that mean we're evicted? - Huh? If Phil sells the house? Oh, well, it won't happen overnight and, no.
As much as he's Phil, he's not that nasty.
Do you think that might change, now he knows I'm living there? Well, I have to agree to sell.
It'd be quite a sizeable payout.
But it's your home.
Life is too short to hold onto a few bricks and a couple of blocks of cement.
Mmm.
Listen to you, Miss Freud.
I raised my kids in that house.
Ash and Kate have always loved it.
- You carry your memories with you.
- Yeah.
That's where I had all that bad sex with Phil.
You hang onto that thought.
Tippi, room three.
Room six.
You, Tippi! Chop chop! Gino's here.
- Yeah, right.
Gino, room four.
- Room three! Room three.
Gino.
Yep.
Hmm! - Gino? - Mmm? Do you ever ask yourself what it's all about? What? Why you come here? What we're doing? Where it fits in the scheme of things? Is this on my time or yours? - Do you have a woman in your life? - Shit, yeah.
[ Huffs .]
We're engaged.
- She's a virgin.
- [ Laughs .]
Oh, go on! What? I just keep wanting to believe that what I do is far more profound than that.
But it isn't, is it? You know, I don't know what I would've done if it hadn't have been for you.
Probably screwed everything in sight, like my mates.
Now, have we finished with the talking? - Are you really going into work? - Josh, we've already discussed this.
Yeah, I just didn't know you'd decided.
- I told Nat I'd be there.
- Hmm! Don't you think that maybe we should be sorting out some of our stuff? We're doing that in counselling.
Yes, and that was an awesome success.
Hey, you were the one making jokes the whole time.
Yeah, I have some issues with flippancy.
I'm the first to admit that.
And I was nervous.
But I wasn't the one having sexual flashbacks starring me and the shrink.
I got it wrong, OK? He said he'd never met me before, and I believe him.
- And so does Bonnie.
- You think he's gonna admit it? Doctor family therapist visits a brothel? I made a mistake.
Some days everyone looks like a client.
Even me? Especially you.
Hmm! How good is your skin? It's yummy.
Edible.
So, if you want us to be normal, maybe we should do something normal.
Bonnie, whatever happened to knocking? - Yep.
- Do normal kids do that? We could watch a DVD together.
That's an idea.
Let's watch a movie, like a normal family.
BAA! - OK.
I'll ring in sick.
- Yes! - What movie are we gonna watch? - Ah, 'The Bug Hunter II'.
Haven't you seen that, like, six times? So? You love 'The Bug Hunter'.
- What am I gonna tell Nat? - Tell her you've got cancer.
[ Laughs .]
[ Dials Phone .]
Yes, well, that's fine, Chloe.
Wanna be an average suburban loser? You go right ahead.
What are you doing here? Have a look at this.
Mel, I've called you four times today.
Really? Did I answer? NAT: I've accepted a booking on your behalf.
It's a new client and it's very worth your while.
- Is that right? - Yes.
You need to be there in an hour, so let's move that valuable arse of yours.
Nat, you see this guy, this Bobby Brooks? Do you know him? No.
Should I? He's a friend of your father's, isn't he? - No.
- Are you sure, Nat? He's a low-life.
Can't believe the bullshit you talk sometimes.
What am I supposed to tell the client? I've accepted the booking.
You can un-accept it.
- I'm not cancelling this booking, Mel.
- Nat, I'm on a break.
We've discussed this.
And tell Nick I can't make dinner.
Are we ready to watch the movie? I've got 'The Bug Hunter'.
Yes.
I just gotta finish these emails.
BONNIE: Who knows? Now she's saying he has to be invited or she's not going, which is just ordinary.
Doesn't make any sense.
Because Alicia knows him better than anyone.
Hi, Peter.
It's Nat from 232.
I was wondering what we could do to tempt you back in for a visit.
Yeah, well, we've got some new latex-wear that I think you'll really love.
[ Breathes Heavily .]
Yes.
That's right.
You just let me know when you're ready.
NICK: Natalise? Yes.
OK.
'Bye.
[ Hangs Up .]
- What are you doing? - [ Laughs .]
What do you care? I see the Tax Office has gone away.
For Christ's sake, would you get your head into gear? We're being audited.
Plus I've got staff hassles like you wouldn't believe.
NICK: What staff hassles? Pregnancy.
Truancy.
Idiocy.
I'm running out of girls who can just come in here, do their work, make some money and go home.
- What's this? - Oh.
Mel left you that.
Yep.
She cancelled your dinner date too.
- Where'd she go? - Who knows?! Out to make money but not for us.
How much are you planning on messing with her head, exactly? - It's none of your business, Nat.
- It absolutely is my business! I'm the one who jumped through 50 million fuckin' hoops to get her in the first place.
I'm the one that puts up with her continual bullshit! Which is fine, until you start messing with her and suddenly she doesn't wanna work anymore! Listen, sweetheart Not one cent of royal revenue do I see from her lately.
It's a royal pain in the arse.
[ Quietly .]
Hey.
Hmm [ Moans .]
- Hi.
- Hi.
[ Yawns .]
Oh, I must've dozen off for a second.
Oh, about an hour and a half.
- Really? - Yep.
Hmm! - Where's Bon? - She went to bed a while ago.
Hmm.
[ Sighs .]
Do you wanna get married? What? Do you wanna get married? I'm still asleep, right? No.
I think I'm gonna quit the band.
Will you think about it? Yeah? BAAA! - [ Gasps .]
Oh! - What? - What? - A cramp.
- In there? - Yeah.
Just there? - That's good? - Yeah, it's good.
- Hi.
- Hey.
There's something I've been meaning to tell you.
- Mmm? - Alex is coming over.
- Here? - Mm-hm.
Is that OK? As long as there's no nappies involved.
Um not the way that you think.
Possibly some nappies and a dummy or two.
- And a nappy bag.
- Should I be following any of this? Alex is the father? Of your baby? [ Gasps .]
Oh, that's great.
Did you did you have sex with him? Yeah.
He pretty much lay there.
I did all the important stuff.
- Is that too weird? - No.
He'll make a good father, won't he? I mean, if that's what you want.
Yeah.
He's committed and sweet and supportive.
And he knows everything there is to know about nappies.
[ Both Laugh .]
- [ Doorbell Rings .]
- Oh! - That'll be him.
- Yeah.
I'll make myself scarce.
Thanks.
I've looked into availability to all these hospitals and they're heavily booked around our due date, so you'll need to move fast.
Alex, I don't like hospitals.
I was thinking about having a water birth.
All natural.
At home, maybe.
Oh.
- A - Vaginal birth.
- Yeah.
- Through my vagina.
Isn't that stressful for the baby? It's painful for you, isn't it? I'll handle it.
It's you I'm worried about.
- You wouldn't consider a caesar? - Alex, I wanna do this.
In all its guts and glory and excruciatingly painful pain.
[ Laughs .]
Yeah, OK.
- Are you sure? - I'm sure.
- Are you? - Of course.
Of course.
I'm I'm just thinking about the baby.
[ Sighs .]
Look, I'll book a hospital anyway, just in case you change your mind.
I won't change my mind.
But I promise to supply drugs 'cause you'll probably need them.
[ Phone Rings .]
- Yes? - Where are you? - Somewhere.
- I've been looking for you all day.
Nick, I don't want you to know where I am, OK? - Just leave me alone.
- Will you give me a break? Nick, that article on Bobby Brooks - is that in any way connected to the money you put into my account? Mel, I need to talk to you face-to-face.
Yeah, and I need answers, Nick.
Now.
So which one of us is gonna get what we want, Nick? You or me? [ General Chatter .]
Heather, when you're finished with Peter, how would you feel about taking over Trent Davis? Who? Trent Davis.
AFL footballer.
He won an award last year.
Oh.
Do I look like someone who cares about football, Luce? I'm not asking you to train with him.
He's one of Chloe's clients and I thought that you might take over.
Well, what does he want? You know I'm not doing penetration.
Well, Chloe says he's hung like a cashew and it's all over in seven seconds.
Sounds like fun.
Why does he bother? He's a footballer.
He wants to someone to talk to about himself.
I don't think I can do it.
OK.
Well, there's not a lot I can do for you right now.
We're not getting many guys in here requesting pregnant chicks who don't fuck.
- I do what I can.
- You need a lot more S&M clients.
Why don't I go and put up flyers at the stock exchange? Yeah.
You do that.
[ Quietly .]
Oh, God! - Hey, Nat - Uh, uh! Do you want to do your footballer friend with the cashew? No.
I want to apologise about last night.
I don't want apologies.
I just want you to make up your mind.
- I need you here.
- It's not that simple.
It is that simple, Chloe.
You want to work ot you don't want to work.
- Just don't waste my time.
- [ Phone Rings .]
[ Sighs .]
232.
Nat speaking.
Hi, Peter.
Oh, you are? Yes.
I'll be right there.
Chloe, I need ot let someone in.
Can you at least give me a couple of hours on reception? - I'll even say please.
- Nat - Please.
- A couple of hours - that's it.
Hi.
Is there something we can help you with? I wonder how much it might cost to be here for a while.
You'd like to see one of our girls? I'm sure we can find someone very special for you.
Um Did you have a preference for someone of a certain age or a certain hair colour? I need to see sex.
Sorry.
I don't quite understand.
I need to watch somebody have sex.
OK.
Um - [ Gasps .]
- Are you ready? Yes, Mistress.
Natalie.
He's beautiful, isn't he? Yes, he is.
- [ Zipper Slides .]
- [ Groans .]
[ Electric Buzz .]
Hello.
I'm Tippi.
It's Christine, isn't it? And you want to watch? What exactly is it that you want to see? - Sex.
- Yeah, but what sort of thing? Um, like, do you want to see me with a guy, like him.
- Please, don't ask.
- Or with a woman? See her? She's nice.
No.
OK.
I need to know what you want.
- With a man.
- Good.
And you just want to watch? This is wrong.
I shouldn't have come here.
No, no.
Christine, it's not.
It's what you want, isn't it? Then there is nothing wrong with that.
Come with me.
- It's that time.
- Thank you, Natalie.
Is there anything else I can get you? [ Both Pant .]
She gets to watch.
What's in it for me? Ducky, it's freebie.
[ Laughs .]
I guess it's not the worst day of my life.
[ Moans .]
Hey, why don't you come closer? Come here.
Give me your hand.
You can touch me.
[ Pants .]
How does that feel? [ Moans .]
Yes, please Jesus! Slut! Oh, shit! Dougie, stop.
DOUG: Hey, I haven't finished! - What did you say? - You dirty little slut! - Hey, what is your problem? - You shouldn't be doing this.
Listen, if that's what turns you on, you'll have to be paying me a whole lot more than you are now, OK? Get out.
- It wasn't my intention - Get out! [ Moans .]
- [ Moans .]
- Oh, for God's sake! And you can piss off as well! [ Pants .]
Hey.
Are you alright? I'm sorry.
I shouldn't be here.
No, it's OK.
Take your time.
I think I just upset one of your colleagues.
It was all very confusing.
Do you want me to pass on a message? I don't know.
I'm sorry.
I'm quite lost.
Me too.
I'm not talking geographically.
No.
I know.
I seem to have lost the thread somehow.
- I'm Chloe.
- It's nice to meet you.
I'm going to hell.
I think we all feel like that sometimes.
Well, in my case it's true.
I'm going to the devil.
Why did you come here? I don't know.
Well, you must have some idea.
I thought I wanted to see Hey I want you to hear my confession.
- She's a what?! - She's a nun.
- She's taking the piss.
- Seriously.
I know this stuff.
I went to Catholic schools.
She's a nun.
Her name's Sister Christine.
I put her hand on my mound.
I am going to hell.
Tippi, she needs help.
- You're the Catholic.
- I'm not working right now.
- You're amazing at this stuff.
- No.
I'm not doing it.
I am not doing kooky stuff anymore.
And I am not doing that to a nun.
Excuse me.
Excuse me, May I have your attention, please? Is there anyone here who wants to have sex? I mean, actually have sexual intercourse? Not smack me, or tie me up, or dump me in an ice bath, or put things in my ears or up my bum or in my nose, or talk to me about death or religion or some childhood moment gone horribly wrong.
Just plain, straight-up sex.
Preferably in the missionary position.
Anyone? You.
- What's you name? - Trent.
Trent Davis.
You must have seen me play football.
Perfect.
Come with me.
Oh! Oh! Oh! [ Pants .]
Yeah, like I said, I'm not really into the kinky stuff.
You're amazing.
I just like it normal.
I don't like it when it takes a long time.
That's OK.
We can just lie here for a bit.
I won Best and Fairest last year.
For the club.
Mmm.
I played this blinder.
You should have seen me.
It was the second semi-final, and we were stuggling.
We were six goals down in the last quarter.
And our full forward was off the ground.
Two quick goals.
Both of them lucky.
And suddenly we were in with a chance.
Wow.
I know what you're thinking.
You think I'm crazy and I belong in an instituation somewhere.
No, I don't.
Not at all.
You see a lot of life in here, Christine.
And you learn that human behaviour comes in many different forms.
You mustn't feel guilty.
These feelings are real.
There is nothing wrong in expressing them.
I don't know what's happening to me.
Your top button should be undone.
- Here, let me.
- No.
I can't.
Yes, you can.
Just let it go.
Take them off.
Are you ready? - [ Whip Smacks .]
- Uh! - [ Whip Smacks .]
- Uh! [ Whip Smacks .]
- [ Whip Smacks .]
- Uh! [ Whip Smacks .]
Come on, love, it's a birthday.
[ Goat Bleats .]
[ Goat Roars .]
Done this before? Loads of times.
Everyone's having sex.
Why shouldn't I? [ Cries .]
Oh, God! It's OK.
We'll stop there.
Are you alright? That's exactly what I needed.
I've never lost control before.
Never for a second.
Sometimes you need to lose control to find yourself.
They're so beautiful.
Thank you.
Goats.
Where are you seeing them? Mostly when I'm with Josh.
Or when I'm asleep.
What do they mean? The goats - what are they telling you? I don't know.
That's your job, isn't it? To work that out.
Chloe, we have to do this together.
- Quitting work.
- Mm-hm.
Starting a new life.
Yep.
Whenever I think about that, that's when it happens.
- You see a goat? - Yep.
[ Sighs .]
I think I'm going insane.
You cannot say Picasso makes you ill.
That's sacrilegious.
No, I mean, I'm not saying he's a bad painter, I'm just I'm just saying that I spent three hours once in the Picasso museum, and when I came outside everyone looked deformed.
[ Laughs .]
Their arms and legs and heads were all in the wrong places.
It served you right.
You cannot cram Picasso into three hours, Tim.
It's not a workout.
Is that right? Yes, that's right.
It's alright - one day you'll figure it out.
- Mmm! The food in here is amazing.
- Mmm.
I don't understand why it's so empty.
[ Whispers .]
I prefer it that way.
You booked out the whole restaurant? Course you did.
[ Laughs .]
You know, sometimes it's nice to have a bit of colour and movement, Tim.
Rub shoulders with your fellow man.
Oh, I don't know.
I think we've probably rubbed enough shoulders in our time.
I hear you're not working.
Is there anything you don't know? Sir Malcolm told me that he tried to book you last week, and you turned him down.
Well, just 'cause I turned him down doesn't mean I'm not working.
[ Laughs .]
Well, um I'd like to see you again.
Well, you're seeing me now.
No.
I'm not talking about lunch.
Although, of course, we could order room service if we needed it.
Tim, the last time you were here you really shook me up.
I think we're pretty even on that score.
I'd need to think about it.
Oh, So, you have stopped working? I'm with someone now, Tim.
Well, at least I think I am.
I'll be sure to let you know.
Yeah, this is Nick.
Leave a message.
Sorry.
Promised he'd be here.
He's a very busy man.
[ Sighs .]
Well, by our calculations, you owe us that.
Assuming you figures to be correct.
But let's not tiptoe down that little row of tulips till we have to.
It's fine, of course.
And interest.
That's a separate calculation.
So, what happens now? We put in our report, and it's up to Legal.
They got the best job.
Well, we got there in the end.
Hi.
You're back.
- Yeah.
- Where you been? To lunch.
Been working? No, Nick.
You bought me remember? I don't work.
Yeah.
Listen, I, um, need to talk to you about that money I put in your account.
What about it? - Is it still there? - In my account? - Yeah.
- No.
I shifted it.
You shifted it? - Where? - Elsewhere, Nick.
It was a gift, remember? You said you didn't want it.
No.
I said I didn't want you messing with my head.
Money is always welcome.
So where'd you put it? Somewhere safe.
Are you going to tell me where? No, Nick.
I'm not going to tell you where.
Are you gonna tell me about all your comings and going? About Bobby Brooks and steak knives up your sleeves? You want to talk about that? Didn't think so.
Mel, listen to me.
I don't beg.
Do you understand? It's one thing I don't do.
I don't fucking beg.
The thing is the market's a lot less bullish than you might think.
Commodities fluctuate.
Spare me the economics lecture, Ralph.
God, I just want to know about my money.
- You asked me to invest it for you.
- Yes, I did.
And now I'm flagging that I might need it back sooner than we discussed.
- Oh.
- Why? Is that a problem? Our investment hasn't quite achieved the positive return we were hoping for.
Yeah, commodities fluctuate and all that, but, um, how much did we make? We didn't make.
In fact, our investment yielded negative growth.
Negative? - Yes.
- So how much is left? You're joking.
You specifically told me to aim for high returns.
I gave you $300,000 and you're telling me you lost the fucking lot?! Listen to me, Melanie.
High returns means high risk.
I'm sorry, darling.
Fuck! MEL: Hi, this is Mel.
I can't talk at the moment, but leave your name and number and I'll call you as soon as I can.
Hi, Mel.
It's me.
Look, I'm I'm sorry about before.
I, ah yeah, I'm just sorry.
Yeah, um look, you know how I said that I don't beg? Well, I'm I'm begging, Mel.
I'm begging.
- Take a seat.
Shouldn't be long.
Thanks.
- [ Phone Rings .]
- Dr Wheatley.
Yes, Robert.
He's with a patient at the moment.
Can I get him to phone you? This is so random.
We're mental patients.
It's like we're in that movie with what's-his-name.
- It's nothing like that.
- What's the movie called? Bonnie, we're not mental patients.
We're seeing a counsellor.
[ Whispers .]
'One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest'.
[ Whispers .]
Shh.
Mental patient! - Bonnie! - [ Whispers .]
Axe murderer.
Hey, I'll murder you in a minute.
[ Door Opens .]
Chloe? And family.
Nobody's ever called us that before.
Come on.
So, tell me, why are you here? - Chloe - Mum Ah, I just thought that counselling might help us become more together.
'Become more together'? What do you think that might mean? 'Together'? Anybody? Bonnie? Let's start with you.
I, um well, I found out Mum was a sex worker.
DOCTOR: Sex worker.
Good.
BONNIE: Yeah, that's not the only problem, though.
I also started trying to have sex with a guy.
- On the Internet.
- Good.
It's probably not as extreme as it sounds.
Well, it probably is.
I'm just trying to be honest.
You did lie about your job.
- And told Bonnie you had cancer.
- No, I didn't.
- You kinda did.
- You did.
Look, the reason we're here is we just really wanna be a normal family.
MAN: It's me.
Oh.
Hello.
Who are you? Who the fuck are you? - I'm Phil.
- Phil? I own this house.
Lauren's ex-husband.
- She's not here.
- Holy shit.
You better not be - You are! - What? - You're wearing my Wallabies jumper.
- What's the matter with you? - Take it off.
Now.
Please.
- No.
No! - I'm serious.
Take it off.
Ahhh! - No! I don't care who you are.
Get away from me.
You stabbed my hand! What are you? Insane?! LAUREN: I'm home! I really pushed myself up that hill Phil! You left the kids in America with that stick figure?! - They're fine with Carla.
- They better be.
- Can't believe she did this.
- You scared the bejesus out of her.
Strange woman wandering around in my Wallabies jumper.
What's it doing out of its glass frame, anyway? I smashed it.
You smashed it?! Why? You were fucking another woman for two years, Phil.
I was having a bad week.
Do you have any idea what that jumper's worth? - Nope.
- Well, it's irreplaceable.
'91 World Champions, Lauren.
Eales, Campese, Timmy Horan.
It's priceless.
Why are you here, Phil? I'm back for a week on business and I needed to talk.
What about? - I wanna sell the house.
- What?! I need to sell the house as soon as possible.
I just thought you should know.
[ Pants .]
DOCTOR: How do you feel about the term 'sex worker'? Chloe? Sorry.
Um what was the question? Sex worker.
Do you like being called a sex worker? - I don't mind.
Sex worker's fine.
- BONNIE: I hate it.
It sounds horrible.
What would you prefer she was called? A prostitute? A hooker? Mum.
That's what I usually call her.
What about you, Josh? Do you have an opinion about this? Um, yeah.
I don't like being called a sex worker.
- [ Laughs .]
- [ Laughs .]
DOCTOR: That's not very helpful.
JOSH: Yeah.
I'm sorry.
I couldn't help myself.
I try not to think about it.
[ Sighing and Moaning .]
Ohh! Ohh! Oooh! - I'd like you to tell me about - Can I interrupt for a second? Can we have a moment alone, please? If you want to be more 'together', that's not the best option.
I-I don't mind.
If you want me to go and you and Bonnie can No, no, no, no.
It's not that.
It's just If this is about all of you, it needs to be out in the open, Chloe.
- Secrets and subterfuge - Do I know you? As in we've 'met' before? - Not that I'm aware of.
- [ Scoffs .]
Don't tell me.
What? It's just I'm having this overwhelming feeling - He's a client, isn't he? - My God! - No way.
- CHLOE: Bonnie - You had sex with my mother?! - Bonnie, come and sit down.
No.
Is there anyone that you haven't slept with? Bonnie You are the ones who need counselling.
[ Slams Door .]
So do we get a refund, or what? Yes.
9.
30.
Absolutely.
She is available.
We'll see you this evening.
[ Phone Rings .]
- Yep.
Thank you.
- 232.
Hello.
Hello? Heather, where's Lauren? - Coming.
- She's late.
She said she'd be here in a minute.
That's what Chloe said, but where the hell is she? How are we today, gentlemen? You're getting in before the rush.
I spoke with someone on the phone.
I'm John Andrews.
This is my colleague, Thomas Silk.
Taxation Office.
Rosie, would you look after the desk for a moment? Would you like to come through to the office? [ Phone Rings .]
- I'm Natalie De luca.
- Yes.
I figured that.
I got your questionnaire.
You need to complete all the questions.
Well, I did.
All the ones that I could.
You need to answer them all.
Well, have you spoken with our accountant? I have and they say they don't do your work anymore.
Really? And you haven't provided us with the owner's address.
Well, he's a very private man.
We're the Taxation Office.
Privacy doesn't apply.
Miss De Luca, we're here to help.
So many company structures, so many bank accounts.
- It's easy to get lost.
- Yes.
It is.
If you've done nothing more than get confused, you've nothing to fear from us.
But if you're lying or withholding information or you fail to lodge a return Fines.
Prosecution.
Maybe more.
Someone's pissing us around, Miss De Luca.
Ignoring letters, ignoring demands.
I think you'd better tell whoever it is who needs to know you're in the system.
- Target locked.
- Sorry.
This is an audit notice.
You have 48 hours to make available your full accounts.
Let us know when you're ready.
Oh, I'm relieved you didn't try and bribe us with anything.
Can you put that down as a positive? Good day, Miss De Luca.
- Can't this wait? - No, it can't.
Our financial statements stop making sense around page two, Nick.
They read like "The Da Vinci Code' and they're only slightly more believable.
Well, that's what they're supposed to read like, Nat.
That's why they invented accountants.
Yeah, who apparently don't work for us anymore.
But, as usual, I'm the last to know.
Now, look, it's gonna work out, alright? That's it? That's all you've got to say?! - They've given us 48 hours.
- So what's the panic? It's an audit.
Do you know what that means? Yeah, yeah, it means that if we give them some money, they'll bloody go away.
Just tell them that the accounts are out of date, alright? - Nick - Alright, OK.
Look, I'll be in later.
I'll fix it all up.
Right, 'bye.
Hmm.
I'm making us a omelette.
- Not much for me.
- Righto.
- What? - Nothing.
- So what's on your agenda for today? - Oh, you know, the usual.
Bit of this, bit of that.
Hopefully a whole lotta you.
And a bit of gangster action in the mix? That wasn't the first time the other day, was it, with that guy? - That was nothing, Mel.
- Nothing? You stabbed someone, Nick.
That's hardly nothing, for God's sake.
We had some issues, alright? Would you rather it was me? - Of course not.
Don't be stupid.
- Well? Well, just didn't realise you'd be getting into this kind of stuff.
No, just leave it alone, OK? You're not involved.
- I am involved, Nick.
I was there.
- No, you're not! Let's just, um let's just eat our omelette, OK? I've lost my appetite.
- So does that mean we're evicted? - Huh? If Phil sells the house? Oh, well, it won't happen overnight and, no.
As much as he's Phil, he's not that nasty.
Do you think that might change, now he knows I'm living there? Well, I have to agree to sell.
It'd be quite a sizeable payout.
But it's your home.
Life is too short to hold onto a few bricks and a couple of blocks of cement.
Mmm.
Listen to you, Miss Freud.
I raised my kids in that house.
Ash and Kate have always loved it.
- You carry your memories with you.
- Yeah.
That's where I had all that bad sex with Phil.
You hang onto that thought.
Tippi, room three.
Room six.
You, Tippi! Chop chop! Gino's here.
- Yeah, right.
Gino, room four.
- Room three! Room three.
Gino.
Yep.
Hmm! - Gino? - Mmm? Do you ever ask yourself what it's all about? What? Why you come here? What we're doing? Where it fits in the scheme of things? Is this on my time or yours? - Do you have a woman in your life? - Shit, yeah.
[ Huffs .]
We're engaged.
- She's a virgin.
- [ Laughs .]
Oh, go on! What? I just keep wanting to believe that what I do is far more profound than that.
But it isn't, is it? You know, I don't know what I would've done if it hadn't have been for you.
Probably screwed everything in sight, like my mates.
Now, have we finished with the talking? - Are you really going into work? - Josh, we've already discussed this.
Yeah, I just didn't know you'd decided.
- I told Nat I'd be there.
- Hmm! Don't you think that maybe we should be sorting out some of our stuff? We're doing that in counselling.
Yes, and that was an awesome success.
Hey, you were the one making jokes the whole time.
Yeah, I have some issues with flippancy.
I'm the first to admit that.
And I was nervous.
But I wasn't the one having sexual flashbacks starring me and the shrink.
I got it wrong, OK? He said he'd never met me before, and I believe him.
- And so does Bonnie.
- You think he's gonna admit it? Doctor family therapist visits a brothel? I made a mistake.
Some days everyone looks like a client.
Even me? Especially you.
Hmm! How good is your skin? It's yummy.
Edible.
So, if you want us to be normal, maybe we should do something normal.
Bonnie, whatever happened to knocking? - Yep.
- Do normal kids do that? We could watch a DVD together.
That's an idea.
Let's watch a movie, like a normal family.
BAA! - OK.
I'll ring in sick.
- Yes! - What movie are we gonna watch? - Ah, 'The Bug Hunter II'.
Haven't you seen that, like, six times? So? You love 'The Bug Hunter'.
- What am I gonna tell Nat? - Tell her you've got cancer.
[ Laughs .]
[ Dials Phone .]
Yes, well, that's fine, Chloe.
Wanna be an average suburban loser? You go right ahead.
What are you doing here? Have a look at this.
Mel, I've called you four times today.
Really? Did I answer? NAT: I've accepted a booking on your behalf.
It's a new client and it's very worth your while.
- Is that right? - Yes.
You need to be there in an hour, so let's move that valuable arse of yours.
Nat, you see this guy, this Bobby Brooks? Do you know him? No.
Should I? He's a friend of your father's, isn't he? - No.
- Are you sure, Nat? He's a low-life.
Can't believe the bullshit you talk sometimes.
What am I supposed to tell the client? I've accepted the booking.
You can un-accept it.
- I'm not cancelling this booking, Mel.
- Nat, I'm on a break.
We've discussed this.
And tell Nick I can't make dinner.
Are we ready to watch the movie? I've got 'The Bug Hunter'.
Yes.
I just gotta finish these emails.
BONNIE: Who knows? Now she's saying he has to be invited or she's not going, which is just ordinary.
Doesn't make any sense.
Because Alicia knows him better than anyone.
Hi, Peter.
It's Nat from 232.
I was wondering what we could do to tempt you back in for a visit.
Yeah, well, we've got some new latex-wear that I think you'll really love.
[ Breathes Heavily .]
Yes.
That's right.
You just let me know when you're ready.
NICK: Natalise? Yes.
OK.
'Bye.
[ Hangs Up .]
- What are you doing? - [ Laughs .]
What do you care? I see the Tax Office has gone away.
For Christ's sake, would you get your head into gear? We're being audited.
Plus I've got staff hassles like you wouldn't believe.
NICK: What staff hassles? Pregnancy.
Truancy.
Idiocy.
I'm running out of girls who can just come in here, do their work, make some money and go home.
- What's this? - Oh.
Mel left you that.
Yep.
She cancelled your dinner date too.
- Where'd she go? - Who knows?! Out to make money but not for us.
How much are you planning on messing with her head, exactly? - It's none of your business, Nat.
- It absolutely is my business! I'm the one who jumped through 50 million fuckin' hoops to get her in the first place.
I'm the one that puts up with her continual bullshit! Which is fine, until you start messing with her and suddenly she doesn't wanna work anymore! Listen, sweetheart Not one cent of royal revenue do I see from her lately.
It's a royal pain in the arse.
[ Quietly .]
Hey.
Hmm [ Moans .]
- Hi.
- Hi.
[ Yawns .]
Oh, I must've dozen off for a second.
Oh, about an hour and a half.
- Really? - Yep.
Hmm! - Where's Bon? - She went to bed a while ago.
Hmm.
[ Sighs .]
Do you wanna get married? What? Do you wanna get married? I'm still asleep, right? No.
I think I'm gonna quit the band.
Will you think about it? Yeah? BAAA! - [ Gasps .]
Oh! - What? - What? - A cramp.
- In there? - Yeah.
Just there? - That's good? - Yeah, it's good.
- Hi.
- Hey.
There's something I've been meaning to tell you.
- Mmm? - Alex is coming over.
- Here? - Mm-hm.
Is that OK? As long as there's no nappies involved.
Um not the way that you think.
Possibly some nappies and a dummy or two.
- And a nappy bag.
- Should I be following any of this? Alex is the father? Of your baby? [ Gasps .]
Oh, that's great.
Did you did you have sex with him? Yeah.
He pretty much lay there.
I did all the important stuff.
- Is that too weird? - No.
He'll make a good father, won't he? I mean, if that's what you want.
Yeah.
He's committed and sweet and supportive.
And he knows everything there is to know about nappies.
[ Both Laugh .]
- [ Doorbell Rings .]
- Oh! - That'll be him.
- Yeah.
I'll make myself scarce.
Thanks.
I've looked into availability to all these hospitals and they're heavily booked around our due date, so you'll need to move fast.
Alex, I don't like hospitals.
I was thinking about having a water birth.
All natural.
At home, maybe.
Oh.
- A - Vaginal birth.
- Yeah.
- Through my vagina.
Isn't that stressful for the baby? It's painful for you, isn't it? I'll handle it.
It's you I'm worried about.
- You wouldn't consider a caesar? - Alex, I wanna do this.
In all its guts and glory and excruciatingly painful pain.
[ Laughs .]
Yeah, OK.
- Are you sure? - I'm sure.
- Are you? - Of course.
Of course.
I'm I'm just thinking about the baby.
[ Sighs .]
Look, I'll book a hospital anyway, just in case you change your mind.
I won't change my mind.
But I promise to supply drugs 'cause you'll probably need them.
[ Phone Rings .]
- Yes? - Where are you? - Somewhere.
- I've been looking for you all day.
Nick, I don't want you to know where I am, OK? - Just leave me alone.
- Will you give me a break? Nick, that article on Bobby Brooks - is that in any way connected to the money you put into my account? Mel, I need to talk to you face-to-face.
Yeah, and I need answers, Nick.
Now.
So which one of us is gonna get what we want, Nick? You or me? [ General Chatter .]
Heather, when you're finished with Peter, how would you feel about taking over Trent Davis? Who? Trent Davis.
AFL footballer.
He won an award last year.
Oh.
Do I look like someone who cares about football, Luce? I'm not asking you to train with him.
He's one of Chloe's clients and I thought that you might take over.
Well, what does he want? You know I'm not doing penetration.
Well, Chloe says he's hung like a cashew and it's all over in seven seconds.
Sounds like fun.
Why does he bother? He's a footballer.
He wants to someone to talk to about himself.
I don't think I can do it.
OK.
Well, there's not a lot I can do for you right now.
We're not getting many guys in here requesting pregnant chicks who don't fuck.
- I do what I can.
- You need a lot more S&M clients.
Why don't I go and put up flyers at the stock exchange? Yeah.
You do that.
[ Quietly .]
Oh, God! - Hey, Nat - Uh, uh! Do you want to do your footballer friend with the cashew? No.
I want to apologise about last night.
I don't want apologies.
I just want you to make up your mind.
- I need you here.
- It's not that simple.
It is that simple, Chloe.
You want to work ot you don't want to work.
- Just don't waste my time.
- [ Phone Rings .]
[ Sighs .]
232.
Nat speaking.
Hi, Peter.
Oh, you are? Yes.
I'll be right there.
Chloe, I need ot let someone in.
Can you at least give me a couple of hours on reception? - I'll even say please.
- Nat - Please.
- A couple of hours - that's it.
Hi.
Is there something we can help you with? I wonder how much it might cost to be here for a while.
You'd like to see one of our girls? I'm sure we can find someone very special for you.
Um Did you have a preference for someone of a certain age or a certain hair colour? I need to see sex.
Sorry.
I don't quite understand.
I need to watch somebody have sex.
OK.
Um - [ Gasps .]
- Are you ready? Yes, Mistress.
Natalie.
He's beautiful, isn't he? Yes, he is.
- [ Zipper Slides .]
- [ Groans .]
[ Electric Buzz .]
Hello.
I'm Tippi.
It's Christine, isn't it? And you want to watch? What exactly is it that you want to see? - Sex.
- Yeah, but what sort of thing? Um, like, do you want to see me with a guy, like him.
- Please, don't ask.
- Or with a woman? See her? She's nice.
No.
OK.
I need to know what you want.
- With a man.
- Good.
And you just want to watch? This is wrong.
I shouldn't have come here.
No, no.
Christine, it's not.
It's what you want, isn't it? Then there is nothing wrong with that.
Come with me.
- It's that time.
- Thank you, Natalie.
Is there anything else I can get you? [ Both Pant .]
She gets to watch.
What's in it for me? Ducky, it's freebie.
[ Laughs .]
I guess it's not the worst day of my life.
[ Moans .]
Hey, why don't you come closer? Come here.
Give me your hand.
You can touch me.
[ Pants .]
How does that feel? [ Moans .]
Yes, please Jesus! Slut! Oh, shit! Dougie, stop.
DOUG: Hey, I haven't finished! - What did you say? - You dirty little slut! - Hey, what is your problem? - You shouldn't be doing this.
Listen, if that's what turns you on, you'll have to be paying me a whole lot more than you are now, OK? Get out.
- It wasn't my intention - Get out! [ Moans .]
- [ Moans .]
- Oh, for God's sake! And you can piss off as well! [ Pants .]
Hey.
Are you alright? I'm sorry.
I shouldn't be here.
No, it's OK.
Take your time.
I think I just upset one of your colleagues.
It was all very confusing.
Do you want me to pass on a message? I don't know.
I'm sorry.
I'm quite lost.
Me too.
I'm not talking geographically.
No.
I know.
I seem to have lost the thread somehow.
- I'm Chloe.
- It's nice to meet you.
I'm going to hell.
I think we all feel like that sometimes.
Well, in my case it's true.
I'm going to the devil.
Why did you come here? I don't know.
Well, you must have some idea.
I thought I wanted to see Hey I want you to hear my confession.
- She's a what?! - She's a nun.
- She's taking the piss.
- Seriously.
I know this stuff.
I went to Catholic schools.
She's a nun.
Her name's Sister Christine.
I put her hand on my mound.
I am going to hell.
Tippi, she needs help.
- You're the Catholic.
- I'm not working right now.
- You're amazing at this stuff.
- No.
I'm not doing it.
I am not doing kooky stuff anymore.
And I am not doing that to a nun.
Excuse me.
Excuse me, May I have your attention, please? Is there anyone here who wants to have sex? I mean, actually have sexual intercourse? Not smack me, or tie me up, or dump me in an ice bath, or put things in my ears or up my bum or in my nose, or talk to me about death or religion or some childhood moment gone horribly wrong.
Just plain, straight-up sex.
Preferably in the missionary position.
Anyone? You.
- What's you name? - Trent.
Trent Davis.
You must have seen me play football.
Perfect.
Come with me.
Oh! Oh! Oh! [ Pants .]
Yeah, like I said, I'm not really into the kinky stuff.
You're amazing.
I just like it normal.
I don't like it when it takes a long time.
That's OK.
We can just lie here for a bit.
I won Best and Fairest last year.
For the club.
Mmm.
I played this blinder.
You should have seen me.
It was the second semi-final, and we were stuggling.
We were six goals down in the last quarter.
And our full forward was off the ground.
Two quick goals.
Both of them lucky.
And suddenly we were in with a chance.
Wow.
I know what you're thinking.
You think I'm crazy and I belong in an instituation somewhere.
No, I don't.
Not at all.
You see a lot of life in here, Christine.
And you learn that human behaviour comes in many different forms.
You mustn't feel guilty.
These feelings are real.
There is nothing wrong in expressing them.
I don't know what's happening to me.
Your top button should be undone.
- Here, let me.
- No.
I can't.
Yes, you can.
Just let it go.
Take them off.
Are you ready? - [ Whip Smacks .]
- Uh! - [ Whip Smacks .]
- Uh! [ Whip Smacks .]
- [ Whip Smacks .]
- Uh! [ Whip Smacks .]
Come on, love, it's a birthday.
[ Goat Bleats .]
[ Goat Roars .]
Done this before? Loads of times.
Everyone's having sex.
Why shouldn't I? [ Cries .]
Oh, God! It's OK.
We'll stop there.
Are you alright? That's exactly what I needed.
I've never lost control before.
Never for a second.
Sometimes you need to lose control to find yourself.
They're so beautiful.
Thank you.
Goats.
Where are you seeing them? Mostly when I'm with Josh.
Or when I'm asleep.
What do they mean? The goats - what are they telling you? I don't know.
That's your job, isn't it? To work that out.
Chloe, we have to do this together.
- Quitting work.
- Mm-hm.
Starting a new life.
Yep.
Whenever I think about that, that's when it happens.
- You see a goat? - Yep.
[ Sighs .]
I think I'm going insane.
You cannot say Picasso makes you ill.
That's sacrilegious.
No, I mean, I'm not saying he's a bad painter, I'm just I'm just saying that I spent three hours once in the Picasso museum, and when I came outside everyone looked deformed.
[ Laughs .]
Their arms and legs and heads were all in the wrong places.
It served you right.
You cannot cram Picasso into three hours, Tim.
It's not a workout.
Is that right? Yes, that's right.
It's alright - one day you'll figure it out.
- Mmm! The food in here is amazing.
- Mmm.
I don't understand why it's so empty.
[ Whispers .]
I prefer it that way.
You booked out the whole restaurant? Course you did.
[ Laughs .]
You know, sometimes it's nice to have a bit of colour and movement, Tim.
Rub shoulders with your fellow man.
Oh, I don't know.
I think we've probably rubbed enough shoulders in our time.
I hear you're not working.
Is there anything you don't know? Sir Malcolm told me that he tried to book you last week, and you turned him down.
Well, just 'cause I turned him down doesn't mean I'm not working.
[ Laughs .]
Well, um I'd like to see you again.
Well, you're seeing me now.
No.
I'm not talking about lunch.
Although, of course, we could order room service if we needed it.
Tim, the last time you were here you really shook me up.
I think we're pretty even on that score.
I'd need to think about it.
Oh, So, you have stopped working? I'm with someone now, Tim.
Well, at least I think I am.
I'll be sure to let you know.
Yeah, this is Nick.
Leave a message.
Sorry.
Promised he'd be here.
He's a very busy man.
[ Sighs .]
Well, by our calculations, you owe us that.
Assuming you figures to be correct.
But let's not tiptoe down that little row of tulips till we have to.
It's fine, of course.
And interest.
That's a separate calculation.
So, what happens now? We put in our report, and it's up to Legal.
They got the best job.
Well, we got there in the end.
Hi.
You're back.
- Yeah.
- Where you been? To lunch.
Been working? No, Nick.
You bought me remember? I don't work.
Yeah.
Listen, I, um, need to talk to you about that money I put in your account.
What about it? - Is it still there? - In my account? - Yeah.
- No.
I shifted it.
You shifted it? - Where? - Elsewhere, Nick.
It was a gift, remember? You said you didn't want it.
No.
I said I didn't want you messing with my head.
Money is always welcome.
So where'd you put it? Somewhere safe.
Are you going to tell me where? No, Nick.
I'm not going to tell you where.
Are you gonna tell me about all your comings and going? About Bobby Brooks and steak knives up your sleeves? You want to talk about that? Didn't think so.
Mel, listen to me.
I don't beg.
Do you understand? It's one thing I don't do.
I don't fucking beg.
The thing is the market's a lot less bullish than you might think.
Commodities fluctuate.
Spare me the economics lecture, Ralph.
God, I just want to know about my money.
- You asked me to invest it for you.
- Yes, I did.
And now I'm flagging that I might need it back sooner than we discussed.
- Oh.
- Why? Is that a problem? Our investment hasn't quite achieved the positive return we were hoping for.
Yeah, commodities fluctuate and all that, but, um, how much did we make? We didn't make.
In fact, our investment yielded negative growth.
Negative? - Yes.
- So how much is left? You're joking.
You specifically told me to aim for high returns.
I gave you $300,000 and you're telling me you lost the fucking lot?! Listen to me, Melanie.
High returns means high risk.
I'm sorry, darling.
Fuck! MEL: Hi, this is Mel.
I can't talk at the moment, but leave your name and number and I'll call you as soon as I can.
Hi, Mel.
It's me.
Look, I'm I'm sorry about before.
I, ah yeah, I'm just sorry.
Yeah, um look, you know how I said that I don't beg? Well, I'm I'm begging, Mel.
I'm begging.