Under the Vines

Man: "I, Stanley Basil Oakley, leave equal shares to my estate.

Do with it what you will."

Man #2: A bottle of Stanley.

-This is just sediment.

-No.

That is Stanley.

-[Gasps] -Got to dash.

Wife's ovulating.

Louis: These are the vineyard accounts.

We have no money.

We're not vintners, for God's sake!

Woman: The Gold Medal goes to... the Stanley by Oakley Wines.

So we're going as a team, then.

As mutual sole heirs.

Cheers.

Oh, no, it's Pissy Rissy.

You'll just make a fool of yourself.

Go home.

I want to be a good husband to you.

We were over a long time ago, Louis.

Hello, Stanley.

Oh, that's good.

Please shut up!

Shut up!

To Oakley.

Tippy: Maybe there is more than one woman for you.

-Who?

-Daisy.

Don't be ridiculous, Tippy.

No.

Tippy: You like her.

I'm an actor.

I can't just drop everything.

You're not out, are you?

Woman: He's about to outed, and he's worried it'll affect his work.

You can't be on the same team if you're sitting in the stands.

-We're pregnant.

-You know, I don't think I've ever felt like this before... like I have everything I've ever wanted.

Julian: Mum's on the phone.

Thanks, Jay.

I want you back.

Louis, can you hear me, darling?

[Birds chirping] [Silverware clinks] Toast?

Uh, yes, please.

[Sighs] Tea?

Yes.

Lovely.

[Rumbling] Oh, God.

Do you feel that?

Yeah.

Aah!

God.

Where's, uh, where's Julian?

I... Aah!

Aah!

Oh, Louis.

It's alright.

It's alright.

[Rumbling stops] Oh, my God!

Sim, are you alright?

Louis.

Oh, where's Jay?

That was awesome.

Thank goodness you're alright.

Daisy: I thought the roof was gonna cave in.

Oh, it was just a little rumble.

-What do you think?

5?

5.2?

-About that.

Oh.

Is it too early for a drink?

-God, no.

-No.

Julian: Is there going to be another one?

-No.

Is there?

-A shot for courage?

-Yeah.

Oh, no.

I was kidding.

-Gosh, I wasn't.

-Wasn't me.

-I should... -Yeah.

-5.2.

Is that big?

-Um...It... Oh.

That hit the spot.

Ooh.

Kettle.

Hey.

Does anybody want... tea or coffee?

-[Grunting] -[Speaking indistinctly] [The East Pointers' "Wintergreen" plays] Let it breathe, if it doesn't breathe, it's gonna die Let us see, if you let it be, is it gonna fly?

Set it free And if it leaves we say goodbye The web we weave and then we grieve And then we cry I want to tell you before I forget Despite the darkness Some of these days Wintergreen can't outshine your radiance Wintergreen I love you more than anything Wintergreen despite the darkness Some of these days Ooh, ooh Are you alright?

That was terrifying.

I know.

But we're safe.

This is nice.

Mmm.

We haven't had much alone time lately.

Oh, I know.

I know.

But once harvest is done, we'll be back in London, with all the time in the world.

Well, we're alone right now.

Vic: Kia ora!

Hello.

Oh, no!

What happened?

Uh, the earthquake.

Oh.

Bit of a rumble, eh?

When I was a school, they taught us to hide under a desk.

Have you got a desk?

Although, it would have to be a pretty big one.

I suppose there's a lot of people that live here.

Daisy, Louis, we have something important we wanted to talk to you both about.

Oh.

Sounds serious.

-It is.

-Should I... Oh, no, no.

You can stay.

Louis, Daisy, we want you both... ...to be our baby's Heart Parents.

Heart Parents?

It's like godparents, but with less God.

-And more heart.

-Oh.

Oh, that's so sweet.

-How lovely.

Well, that is -- it's a beautiful offer.

But, um, you do know we're -- we're going back to London soon.

Oh, that's okay.

We'd love our baby to be a dual citizen.

I'm not quite sure that's how it works, but -- Will you?

We can't think of anyone better to be Heart Parents for our little peanut.

Oh.

Yes, of course.

Oh, we'd be honored.

Give me a hug, Heart Papa!

[Laughs] You too, Heart Mama!

Oh.

Ooh, ooh.

I, uh, I almost forgot.

There you go.

What's that?

Oh, uh, that's a list of appointments, pre-natal clinics, doctors, and the baby's first scan.

That's the day after tomorrow.

-Oh.

-And, uh, you want us to, um... Be there.

Of course.

That's what Heart Parents are for.

-Right.

-Right.

Give you a hand?

Oh, thank you, Rowan.

[Clears throat] No, well, I'm not gonna give you a tip for something I could happily have done myself.

She's sweet.

Don't want another incident.

What do you mean another incident?

Guess you haven't heard the stories?

Well, I'd like to hear them now.

Oh.

For goodness sake.

[Purse unzips] And now, just because I arrived at the showcase a little full, I am apparently a fishwife, who relieved myself in the bushes, and then physically attacked a taxi driver!

We both know it's not true, so why are you so worried about some idle gossip?

Well, that's spoken as someone who has the luxury of not being the subject in question.

Now, come on, love.

Let it go.

I suppose, at least when the new vintner arrives, it'll give everyone something else to talk about.

A French enfant terrible.

That'll knock Oakley off its pedestal.

In all fairness, I don't think Louis or Daisy had anything to do with that gossip.

Don't be so naive, Don.

[Chuckles] Oakley, and all who reside there, are bitter enemies, and don't you forget it.

Perhaps turning people into bitter enemies isn't the best way.

You can catch more flies with honey than with vinegar.

Yes.

But vinegar is better for cleaning up a mess.

Antique iron lung?

Torture device?

It...is a frost-fighting fan.

The quake did something to it, and I don't know what it did, because I don't know how Stanley made it in the first place.

So I guess I have to try to be Stanley to make it work.

But, you know, it's a bit tricky, since he's dead.

And so is Martha.

Who's Martha?

Ah.

Oh, well, at least it's still summer.

Yeah.

No, I guess it's a problem for another day.

Although I have felt a bit of a chill lately.

So, maybe you shouldn't give up on it so quickly?

Maybe you could still patch things up?

Yeah, it's not something I can just use shortcuts on, though.

Sure, but if you want something to work, the rest of it will just figure itself out.

Oh, I think, you know, once it is fixed, things can warm up pretty quickly.

Uh, wait.

We're still talking about us, right?

There's no damage that I can see.

Oh.

Thank God for that.

We need to talk about the pickers.

I know we do.

I was hoping we'd have an investor by now.

What happened to that last guy?

Well, like all the others, he wants 50% of Oakley, but I'm confident we'll get our line of credit this time.

And I want to make sure Oakley is in a sound financial state before I go back to London.

And... What?

Nothing.

Hmm.

Well, what about the pickers?

Ah!

How much?

They say you can expect aftershocks.

I hope we get another big one.

Might be a few tremors.

Maybe we need to build, like, an underground bunker or something?

No.

That's more for tornados.

You know, because earthquakes happen under the ground.

If you smile any harder, your face is gonna break.

[Chuckles] Well, maybe you could just get everyone to help.

Somewhere else?

Like London?

I didn't know people around here smoked.

A wine bottle filled with cigarette ash.

It's just, I'm, um, I'm a bit rattled.

I get it.

I get it.

You just need an hour of uninterrupted couch time.

No.

Well, I'm beginning to think I should have had that drink.

Well, it's not too late.

Oh, well.

[Vacuum sucking] [Gasps] Simone, stop!

That's Stanley!

[Sighs] Alright.

Well... We just need to find something new to put him in.

Yeah.

I'll go hunt for another wine bottle.

I'm so sorry, Daisy.

If I'd had any idea.

No, no, no.

It's not your fault.

I mean, you weren't to know.

Vic: Hoo-roo!

We've, uh, cleansed ourselves.

It's a Maori tradition.

On account of Stanley's ashes.

Oh.

Actually, maybe you could all do with a bit of a wash.

Yeah.

Just a thought.

Oh.

Hmm.

Are you alright?

Yes.

Just a bit of, uh, morning sickness.

It's a thing.

I Googled it.

Ah.

Uh, would you mind keeping Gus and Tippy away?

I don't want to have to explain.

Okay.

Right you are.

Ooh.

Louis is here.

Should I let him in?

-Yeah.

-Yeah, alright.

Hey, bit a sitch.

Alright.

Stanley broke during the earthquake, your good woman tried to vacuum him up.

Uh, I've got a touch of morning sickness, and Nic is feeling better after I threw some water on her.

Great.

Thanks, Vic.

Uh, here.

Let me help.

No, no.

I can deal with it.

No, no.

I just need to find something else to put it in.

Well, I can -- Fine!

Alright.

Fine.

Fine.

[Sobs] [Knock on door] Come in.

I just came up to see if you were okay.

Oh, I'm fine.

Fine.

Simone feels terrible about Stanley's ashes.

It was an accident.

Yeah.

No, no, no, no.

It's, uh, fine.

It's totally fine.

Yeah.

That's a -- that's a lot of "fine."

[Chuckles softly] I -- I think I know what's really going on.

Sorry.

I've been really selfish.

It can't have been easy, my whole family under one roof.

And it's been -- it's been awkward, um, between us, given what, uh, given what hap-- well, what nearly -- what nearly happened between us.

Oh?

Oh, no.

No, no, no, no.

I mean, that wasn't even a thing.

Honestly.

No, no.

But, um... I think it might be best if, uh, Simone, Julian and I find, well, somewhere else to stay before we go back to London.

Oh, uh... Yes, no.

Yeah.

You're probably right.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Okay.

[Chuckles] Yeah.

[ Sprinklers spraying] I'm sorry.

I didn't know what else to do with it -- him.

Oh, Daisy must hate me.

Oh, Sim.

Of course she doesn't.

She understands it was just an accident.

Listen.

I think we should try and find somewhere else to live, before we go back to London.

She wants us to move out?

No, no, no.

Of course she doesn't.

It's just that you were right earlier.

We've hardly had any time together, and, you know, we're all -- we're all on top of each other here.

I think that's a wonderful idea.

[Laughs] How does Daisy feel about it?

Oh, Daisy's... D-Daisy's fine.

Oh.

Yeah.

-Anyone want a cup of tea?

-Yeah.

-Uh... -Broken glass here.

Okay, everyone.

You know what?

I've -- I've got this all under control.

So, why don't you just get on with your day?

Right.

Jay, let's, uh, let's go and see if the, uh, booster fits the rocket.

Sim, do you want to come?

Oh, I might head into town for a few things.

You're sure you don't need any help?

Yeah, absolutely.

Everyone out!

Off you go!

Bye now.

[Sighs] Ah!

Ooh.

No, no.

Uh, I need that.

You need a full vacuum cleaner bag?

Uh, yeah.

Well, we're, uh, we're out of bags.

So I just thought I'd, uh, I'd re-use this one.

Look, I was talking to Louis earlier about the pickers.

Mm-hmm.

I know it's a lot, but we do need them.

Yeah.

Yep, of course.

Yep.

So I was thinking we could try and get some woofers in.

Dogs?

Willing Workers On Organic Farms.

Oh.

Yes.

Um, yeah.

Do you know what?

Uh, why don't you take me through it a bit later?

Uh, I'll, um, I'll come and find you.

Okay?

Okay.

[Sighs] [Groans] You're enjoying this, aren't you, Stanley?

Oh.

Oh, a bloody great dent.

And a crack.

[Sighs] We're gonna have to find something else that's gonna withstand the resultant force when we launch it.

Let me do the math.

We need the weight for every kilogram of mass.

There are 9.8 newtons of weight.

So... That's that.

Uh, Jay, we need to talk about something.

What we're going to call it?

Uh, no.

Well, yes.

But not -- not, uh, not now.

Uh, your mum, you and I are gonna find somewhere else to stay before we go back to England.

Well, why can't we stay here?

The rocket is here.

Tippy and Gus are here.

I know, but it's very crowded, and everyone deserves their own space, including us.

We'll still come here a lot.

Okay.

Really?

Well, maybe if we get our own place, Mum will realize how great it is here, and then -- and she'll want to stay here forever.

[Chuckles] Yeah.

Well, I've asked Don to keep an eye out for something.

We'll find something -- something really nice.

It'll be a new place, where we can... we can be a family all together, just like you wanted.

Vic: Hoo-roo!

Hope I'm not interrupting a father and son moment.

Because if I am, I'm ready and willing to take notes if I have to, because I really should get on to these things.

Uh, right.

So what are you talking about?

Just calculating the force of gravity in newtons.

Right, yeah.

Gus: Found this for a new nose cone?

-Ooh, that's cool.

-[Phone chimes] -Yeah.

-I'm glad you approve, Vic.

-Yeah?

-Okay.

Right.

Let's, uh, let's get this new nose cone sorted.

Should I be wearing a disguise?

[Laughs] I think -- I think the words "Marissa" and "war path" might cover it.

I think we should keep this, uh, this meeting on the down-low, as they say.

Right.

A cheeky little Nino?

Yes.

Cheers, Don.

Mmm.

Um, there's been quite a bit of gossip going round the town about Marissa and the showcase.

Oh.

I'm sorry to hear that.

She's a good woman, Louis.

Maybe not the easiest person in the world, but, um, she doesn't deserve that.

No.

Of course not.

But, uh, please know it didn't come from us.

Well, I would hope that you and Daisy would correct it if you hear anything?

Of course.

Down the hatch.

Mmm.

Now, Louis, about this rental.

Yes.

Uh, something short term, uh, not too expensive.

Uh, the family and I are actually moving back to London, uh, after the harvest.

It's getting a bit crowded at Oakley, and I just want to take the pressure off.

Well, congratulations.

It's a shame that, uh, we will lose you, but, uh, things we do for love, eh?

Yep.

Well, as it so happens, I can help you with accommodation.

No problem at all.

Oh, really, Don, that's wonderful.

Thank you.

Ah!

Uh, I didn't order anything.

[Laughs] Neither did I. It's just what they do here.

It's the little things, huh?

Peak View, it, uh, may not be London, but I -- I suspect you -- you'll miss it more than you think.

Well... Hmm.

I am starving.

Me too, little man.

Hey, Gus.

Dinner is almost ready.

Um, I made your favorite.

-Thanks.

-Uh, can I help with anything?

Uh, no.

No, no.

You stay right there.

-Okay.

-Who wants some wine?

Please.

Hey, I put a call out on the WWOOFer page.

Not a lot of notice, but I think we'll find someone.

Ah.

Great, thanks.

Well, I come bearing news.

Oh?

Don has got a house that we can use until it's time for us to go back to London.

Oh.

That is good news.

So, uh, we can, uh, move in tomorrow.

Great.

Well, congratulations.

Hey, dinner's ready.

There you go.

[Grunts] [Insects chirping] Tried the gifts, I've tried flowers, I've tried cooking for him, and he's still just giving me the -- the -- the "things will warm up eventually" speech, and -- Mm-hmm.

I mean... It's not as easy as he thinks, right?

It's baby steps, it's baby steps.

Yeah.

And I don't know.

Maybe I should try something different.

We should -- We should try and maybe go on a trip together on the down-low.

Oh, for God's sake, Griff.

Just -- Gus has told you what he wants from you, okay?

.... or get off the pot!

Come out or go back in!

But I swear to God, if I hear one more word, I'm gonna go stark staring mad!

Just grow up!

[Sighs] Are you alright?

Do I look alright?

Don't answer that.

[Sighs] It's just -- You know what?

Go to sleep.

And -- And -- And stop bloody snoring.

You're driving me insane.

Is this, by any chance, hormonal?

Oh, I will kill you.

I was about to send out a search party.

Where were you?

I had a pub meeting with Gerry.

Before that, I was with Louis.

And before you say anything, I said Louis and his family can use the rental until they go back to England.

What?

Louis is leaving?

Yeah.

Well, that is good news.

Divide and conquer, Donald.

And being a kindly neighbor, that's no bad thing for our reputation.

What are you working on?

The press release for our new vintner.

What do you think?

Mmm.

Very...mysterious.

Isn't it?

I can't wait to see the look on their faces when they see just who we've got planned for taking over the reins.

A stroke of genius, if I do say so myself.

And I do.

[Laughs] [Gus snoring] [Sighs] [Snoring] [Sighs] [Snoring louder] Ugh!

Oh!

[Laughs] Sorry, sorry.

-Morning.

-Morning.

-Cuppa?

-Uh, please.

I couldn't sleep.

I-I still feel awful about what happened yesterday.

Oh, no.

But I got you something.

Oh, Simone, that's -- that's very kind.

Oh.

I hope you like it.

Oh, it's... It's -- It's beautiful.

But you really didn't have to.

No.

I did.

The last thing I want is any bad blood between us.

I know how you and Louis are so very close.

Simone, I'm very happy that you both have worked things out.

Louis was miserable without you.

He never stopped wanting his family back.

And I hope you'll come and visit.

I mean, Oakley is yours, as well.

Oh.

I'd like that.

Ah!

[Laughs] I might give up on that tea.

Perhaps I'll go and get a little more sleep.

Yeah.

Thank you, Daisy.

Oh, for God's sake!

Woman: Hello!

Hello!

Hi!

Hi!

[Laughs] Oh.

What happened to your kettle?

It looks like it's been thrown out of a window.

Oh.

No, no.

It's -- It, uh, It stopped working.

So, to what do I owe this early visit?

I have a doctor's appointment this morning, and I was hoping Peanut's Heart Mama would like to come along?

Oh, great.

It's just, it's a little short notice.

Oh.

It was on the list.

Right.

Do you mind if I say something?

No.

Of course not.

It's just that between the kettle and the fact that you're obviously really hot when it's actually quite cold, I was wondering if maybe you considered that you might be in menopa-- Oh.

[Laughs] No.

No.

We don't use the "M" word.

Oh.

[Laughs] It's just you seem to have a lot of symptoms.

No.

No, no, no, no.

It's just -- no, it's just -- I'm -- I'm.

I'm just stressed.

Oh.

Living in an overcrowded house, sharing a bed with a lovesick gay man who snores like a banshee.

Harvest is coming, and we've got no money.

So it's -- it's -- it's just stress.

Nothing more than that.

Well, why don't you see if you can get an appointment with Dr.

David, anyway?

Um, I mean, he's lovely.

Ah.

He calls himself Dr.

David?

Oh.

No.

We just call him that.

Oh.

Because he's a doctor and his name is David.

[Laughs ] I mean, maybe talk to him?

Oh.

No, no, no.

I'm -- I'm fine.

[Laughs] So about this appointment.

Oh, don't worry about it.

Vic will be there.

Oh.

You probably just want to have a shower and get on with your day.

Oh, but, uh, I've already had a shower.

[Sniffs] [Sighs] Right.

Griff: I've moved my stuff into Louis' room.

Oh.

Well, well, well, there she is.

Oh.

You look fab.

Thanks.

It's amazing what one can achieve with garage-sale buys and a bedazzler.

Mm.

Hey, is this little spruce-up because Simone always looks so well put-together?

No.

No.

I just didn't realize how much I'd been letting myself go.

I wanted to make use of the new apparel.

Well, you look hot.

Thanks.

Look, about last night, I... You were totally, 100% right.

I needed to hear it.

In fact, you prompted me to take some real action.

Oh?

What's that?

Oh.

[Grunts] [Gasps] Oh.

Got Wi-Fi.

There are a lot of utensils.

How about I rustle us up some lunch?

Yeah.

Lovely.

Could probably get good money for that in the gallery.

No.

Good Lord, really?

-No.

-[Both chuckle ] But this was a good idea.

Thank you.

-[Cellphone rings] -Whoops.

Sorry.

Mm.

It's Daisy.

Hi, Daisy.

Why?

What's wrong?

Uh, yeah.

Okay.

I'll be right there.

Bye.

Sorry.

Apparently there's some sort of, uh, emergency.

Oh, well, I've got a lot of work to do anyway, so... How about we do a big dinner tonight, to christen our place?

[Chime ringing] Jay, you can help.

That sounds wonderful.

Mm-hmm.

Well, I'd better go.

See you later, bye.

Bye.

[Door closes] [Birds chirping] Imagine if this held the answers to all of our problems.

Well, it would need to be a much bigger safe for that.

[Both chuckle] Hey, uh, I just need to talk to you about something.

Okay.

Hey, Stanley's stash.

I'd totally forgotten about that.

Gus, we've had no money the whole time we've been here, and you just forgot there was a safe marked "stash"?

That's weird, eh?

Uh, do you happen to remember what the combination was?

It's just we're running out of ideas.

Well, I suppose it wouldn't be called a safe if everyone knew what the combination was.

Be a bit more like a cupboard.

Look out, hold on.

Try, uh, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero.

Mm-hmm.

-Wait!

Or we could try to break in.

Well, if anyone can do it, Gus, it'll be you.

Daisy: Well, yes.

Go on.

Do it.

It's not like we know any locksmiths.

Actually, I imagine we just might.

Oh!

Amateurs.

Make way!

Hey, Willy.

Don't call me that.

Now, just a reminder that my fee is 1% of anything you find.

Agreed?

[Scoffs] Half a percent.

Done.

-[Gasps] -This is so exciting.

Daisy: Oh, here's hoping for some cash.

What about some blue-chip shares, or a decent bottle of gin.

Maybe it's the instruction manuals for the TV.

I never put ours in a safe place.

I wish I had.

We still only get one channel.

Now, before I begin, I just need to check that you tried the handle.

[Laughs] Of course we did.

We're not idiots.

Both ways?

Um... Both?

-Oh!

-Oh, my God!

Oh, is there money?

Is there money?

Right.

What have we got?

We have... a beer mat that's been framed.

-Oh.

-Nice.

We have a photograph of Stanley with a racehorse.

Oh!

And a 50% share in said racehorse.

Maybe the racehorse is really good.

Uh, 1975.

I'm afraid this racehorse is no longer running races.

And we've got a...pen.

I remember.

[Chuckles] One of those not quite appropriate for this day and age.

And we have... a letter.

"For the funeral."

Whose funeral?

What?

Stanley's?

"Your eyes were deep and azure pools.

[Daisy gasps] "The color of very deep blue jewels."

Oh!

"I cannot live without those eyes.

And long to be between your th--" Oh!

Yeah.

I think that's really quite, uh, quite personal.

That's obviously for Mum.

That's it.

So no fortune, then?

Rowan: Stink.

Well, I've got another appointment.

I'm off.

I'm keeping the pen.

[Engine starts, revs] Oh, Griffin.

Your latest Insta post is so beautiful.

Oh, it's so brave and wonderful.

And, Gus.

You look amazing.

See, this is -- this is what I was trying to tell you about earlier.

And yeah.

So, I meant -- I meant every word.

What?

That I'm hot tractor guy?

Yeah.

No, no, no.

[Chuckles] So, what's -- what's going on?

Um... I, uh... I came out.

-[Gasps] -Yeah.

So, we're now, um... we're now officially a couple.

Oh!

Griff: Everyone is very supportive in the comments.

They just want to know more about you.

Gus, I -- I thought this is what you wanted?

[Sighs] You know when you're little and you think it'd be nice to go to the circus?

And then the circus animals come out, and you realize they're wild and they don't have any fences around them, and they could just come into the crowd and pick you off one by one because they don't want to be at the circus.

It's cruel.

Yeah.

I honestly don't.

But I'll just -- I'll just take down the post.

I'll fix it.

Gus, it's not that bad, honestly.

There are so many pictures of me with my shirt off on the Internet.

Yeah.

Well... I'm not you.

[Birds chirping] Well, for a brief moment, we were free of financial troubles.

[Laughs] Possibly possessed of diamonds, stocks and, uh, gin.

Yes.

Well, right now, I'd settle just for the gin.

[Laughs] Me too.

Oh, dear Stanley.

I feel awful.

First we vacuum him up, and then we laugh at his poetry.

[Laughs] Stanley was many things, but he clearly wasn't a poet.

[Laughs] Besides, I can't help thinking he'd find all of this very amusing.

Actually, me too.

We've come a long way, haven't we?

We have.

And, uh -- I'm -- I'm really sorry about this.

About what?

Louis!

Just the man I wanted to see.

Ah, Vic.

-[Knock on door] -Knock knock.

[Griff groans] I did the grandest gesture I could think of, and I screwed it up.

Oh.

He won't even talk to me.

Yeah, well, you've got to look at it from his point of view.

Gus likes his life simple.

And you've just invited 600,000 followers into it.

800,000.

[Laughs] No, no.

I get it.

I thought he wanted me to come out.

Yeah, but did he want you to bring him into the whole celebrity thing?

Or did he just want to walk down the street and hold your hand without you running for the hills?

[Sighs] Gosh.

Why are men such idiots?

And by men, I mean me obviously.

Yeah, well, when you figure it out, can you let me know?

Hmm.

[Sighs] I love him, Daise.

I know you do.

Anyway.

Are you okay?

You know, with the whole money thing?

Stanley thing?

The Louis and Simone thing?

He's made his choice.

No, I just -- I just need some, uh, quiet time, and a good night's sleep, which is infinitely more likely now that I don't have to share a bed with you.

How very dare you!

[Laughs] You know what?

You'll work out how to fix things with Gus.

He's not the type to hold a grudge.

And I'm going for a walk.

And I love you, but please don't come with me.

Mwah.

Oh.

I had absolutely no intention.

[Laughs] Thanks, Daise.

Vic: Hello!

Hello!

Where's my Heart Parents?

Hello?

It's me!

Vic!

Hello!

[Gasps] I'm sorry.

Sorry.

Oh, it's fine.

It's just -- I don't know if you've noticed, but Vic is getting a little bit hard to deal with lately.

-Um... -He's just right there.

Every time I turn around, just right there.

Mmm.

I know the feeling.

Look, I know he's excited about the baby.

But his sympathetic symptoms, they're, well, they're annoying.

Mmm.

This morning he was complaining about sore nipples!

Um, Nic, I don't mean to be rude, but, right now, there's someone every time I turn around.

And more often than not, that someone is either you or Vic.

Uh... I mean, don't get me wrong, I'm -- I'm so thrilled to be a god-- a Heart Parent.

But maybe you and Vic could just give me a little bit of space.

We're just really scared, you know?

What?

Scared?

What are you scared of?

Right now, everything is perfect.

I mean, apart from Vic's nipples.

What if we get to the scan, and it's bad news?

Oh.

What if everything isn't perfect?

Oh, Nic.

Everything is gonna be fine.

I know it.

And both of Bubba's Heart Parents will be there at the scan.

We're here for you always.

All three of you.

Okay.

Don't tell him where I am.

I won't.

Point is, hardly $100,000 but the beer mat was certainly worth it.

[Laughs] This is nice.

Mmm.

It is.

It is nice.

And dinner was very, uh, very nice.

Thank you.

So, what is the first thing you want to do when we get back to London?

Ooh, God.

Don't know.

Everyone done?

Julian: Ah, I'll clear the table.

[Rumbling] Ah!

Louis!

Oh!

Saved her.

That's wonderful, Louis.

Are you breaking up again?

We just need a little bit of time, that's all.

I know you want us to be a family again.

That's what I want, too.

Except things have changed.

You've changed.

I'm still the same, Jay.

No.

No, you're better.

You smile more, and you spend more time with me.

I still will when we go home.

You said this is what I wanted.

But I wanted us all to be happy, and...I really don't think that you and Mum are happy together anymore.

Are you?

[Sniffles] Yeah.

You don't have to say anything.

I am going to go home tomorrow.

The irony is... [Laughs shakily] ...is that I really did fall in love with you all over again.

[Sighs] Seeing you at Oakley -- all passionate and driven and...happy.

[Laughs] Just like the man I first married.

Sim, I'm sorry.

Oh, it's not your fault.

God knows you tried.

And I was the one who -- No, no, no, no.

That doesn't matter now.

It's -- It's not... That's not what this is about.

It's -- We... We -- We changed.

That's all.

Mm.

You've got a good life here, Louis.

God, you're even a Heart Father.

[Laughs] Yeah.

Apparently so.

Just tell me honestly.

Is it Daisy?

No.

No, no.

It's not Daisy.

No.

It's -- It's... It's me.

Simone: Now you be good for your father.

I'll see you in a few weeks.

He'll be alright flying on his own, won't he?

Of course I will.

I've done this before.

Oh, I don't think you should remind us of that.

I'll make sure he's well supervised.

Mmm.

You stay happy, Louis.

Yep.

You too.

I'll see you soon.

-Bye.

-Bye.

Bye.

-What is that?

-[Screams] Oh.

Uh, it's -- it's... Oh, Tippy.

Something terrible happened.

Stanley's bottle fell off the sideboard during the earthquake, and it smashed, and then someone accidentally vacuumed him up.

But -- But -- But -- But now, uh, we saved him, and he's at peace, resting in his, uh, new urn.

Stanley's bottle wasn't on the sideboard.

What?

It was a bit creepy so I moved him into his office and put another bottle there so you wouldn't know I'd moved him.

Oh.

So -- So who's that?

I'm not exactly sure.

I think it's Kissy Suzuki.

Stanley's Siamese.

A cat?

Yeah.

She was pretty stuck up.

She probably would have liked that urn.

Stanley wouldn't be caught dead in it.

[Laughs] God.

Tippy, I've been so worried how you'd take this.

Oh, wait till I tell Louis.

[Chuckles] Oh.

Are you -- Are you smiling?

I knew he wouldn't leave.

Hey.

Hello.

I deleted the post.

Okay?

I know I stuffed up.

I should have asked you first.

Or at least told you what I was going to do.

But, Gus, I... I honestly -- I thought that's what you wanted.

I thought -- I thought that's what we wanted.

And -- Oh, bloody hell.

This is so much easier when someone writes it for me.

It's okay.

I'm sorry.

It's just this is uncharted territory for me.

And I've never cared like -- about someone like this before.

[Woman singing indistinctly] You know, you got over two million likes.

[Laughs] I'll settle for just the one.

Nurse: I wonder how fish feel about rain.

Like, do they look forward to it?

Or does it make them feel like they're under attack?

Um... There are a lot of pictures of men holding them on dating apps.

And I mean a lot.

[Knock on door, door opens] -Oh.

-So sorry.

Have I missed anything?

Uh, just talking about f-- No, no.

Nothing.

[Laughs] Are you alright?

Yeah.

Fine.

Oh, there's your uterus.

Oh.

Um, so -- Uh, Stacey, is it?

Is -- Is everything alright?

Actually, I've had a pretty full-on day.

N-No, with the baby.

Oh, um... [Heartbeat] Looks perfect.

Oh, do you hear that?

It's perfect.

Two strong heartbeats.

Two?

Nic's and the baby's?

Vic: Must be mine.

Mine's beating out of my chest right now, what with all that extra blood supply.

[Laughter] No.

Two heartbeats as in two babies.

You're having twins.

-[Daisy gasps] -Twins?

Oh.

Vic, we're having twins.

Twinsies.

[Laughs] We're having twins!

Ah!

Oh!