Everything all right?
I think it's time.
People are starting to ask questions.
I want to talk seriously about starting a women's team.
- You don't know me. - I think I do.
Samira, hi. Player, player.
This is Samira. She's doing work experience.
Samira. Here, you forgot this.
The interview will obviously focus on your sporting achievements.
I know you're a new mum, and...
No, Georgie's my second.
She put in all this stuff about Georgie and Jack.
- I didn't read that bit. - 'Cause I called her and asked her to take it out.
Why does Integrity think we're up to no good?
Yesterday, when you called about Dan, I was with a colleague.
Today, Kath got a list of all the people who'd placed large bets.
- His name was on it. - Fucking hell, Maddy.
- Synced and corrected by chamallow - - www.addic7ed.com -
That's it. Lovely.
Movement follows the breath.
I feel like a foal learning to walk.
You're supposed to be relaxing.
Nah, I can't turn my mind off.
Make yourself useful then.
Stop thinking about Dan.
I'm thinking about Samira, OK?
What or who she does with her own time is none of your business.
Look peaceful.
(CAMERA CLICKS)
- Coco Bean. - Mum?
I'll wait outside. Bye.
Look at you. You were always a heartbreaker,
but now isn't she a goddess?
Mum, stop.
Please, you love it. Come here.
It's been ages since we caught up properly.
- I missed you. - Really?
I know you've been thinking about me, too. Coco Bean.
Well, let's go somewhere and catch up properly.
- Where do they make good cocktails? - I'm busy, Mum.
OK. Later then. I'm here for a couple of days.
- Yeah, OK. Cool. Well, I'll give you a call. - Yeah.
- Yeah? - Bye.
- Nice to meet you. - Nice to meet you.
She seems fun.
She seems like a stalker.
Using my Instagram hashtags to find me here. Not cool.
Right. OK.
Maybe she thought Coco Bean was a cry for help?
Listen, my mother can apply mascara one-handed
and mix macaroni with the other.
She's someone you want on your team in a pool tournament,
but she is not someone you call in a crisis.
So, um, why is she here?
Her husband died when you were in London.
- Heart attack. - Oh,
that's awful.
Honestly, not a great loss,
except she's probably broke now.
OK, then shouldn't you help her?
Tahlia?
RUSTY: If that journo Hayley prints what you said
then everything comes out about you, Georgie,
maybe even Jack.
Well, yeah. But Rust, if I'd stayed quiet,
Hayley's article would have raised a ton of questions
and I'm not doing the rumour mill again.
Can you even trust this woman?
Look, if this blows up in my face, at least I did it to myself.
I made the whole tragic widow thing work for me,
but I am sick of hiding.
Feels pretty good to say
- the truth out loud, doesn't it? - Exactly.
I just hope Hayley doesn't jeopardise the women's team.
(SIGHS) Want to go and watch a superhero movie?
(LAUGHS) No, you go. I, um,
I've got some stuff to do.
KATH: Trip's done you good. You look relaxed.
Yeah, it was. Getting away from the circus
just gave me some perspective.
Suppose we should call the kids.
And then what? Lawyers.
Yeah, see how we go.
I got the feeling you wanted to move quickly on this.
But then we got slammed by the bottom team
and placed under an integrity investigation.
I just don't want to give the board any more reason to doubt my focus.
All right, quick breakfast then teeth.
Lucy will be here soon.
I need a costume for library.
- This week? - Yeah.
Oh, OK. Just remind me tonight, OK? We'll make something awesome.
Mitchell, I want you to have some fruit. Not just toast.
- OK. - Good boy.
Didn't hear you get up.
Woke before the alarm. No point staring at the ceiling.
How's your day looking?
Uh, conference call with the partners,
a client with a personality disorder
who thinks that I can change the law,
and my interview at the club.
Integrity move quick.
Sooner it's over, the better.
Yeah. Bye, kids.
- Bye. - Bye, Dad.
If something happened with Dan and Samira...
There is no if. You don't just leave a jacket behind.
I leave stuff behind all the time.
She did it so she would have an excuse to go back for round two.
But he gave it back to her.
'Cause he doesn't want to go for round two.
I'm sorry. Is there a WikiHow on this stuff?
You don't need it. I'm right here.
Now, why is this weirding you out so bad?
Mate, she's 17.
Old enough to make your own decisions.
Even if that means sleeping with a professional footballer?
- Good luck to her. I did. - (DOORBELL RINGS)
Samira isn't you.
Now, is it the age gap that's bothering you,
or is it because it's Dan?
- Hello, boyfriend. - Hello, girlfriend.
Oi, thought I was taking you out for pre-work brekkie.
Uh, yeah, this is pre-pre-work brekkie.
Hey, how's Samira going?
Haven't heard. I'll check in today.
Do you know if she's seeing anyone?
No idea.
Come on, we should get going.
I'll walk you out. I gotta go see Mum.
You took my advice?
Don't make a thing of it.
All right.
Thanks for coming, Cocoa Bean.
It's nice to see you back in your natural habitat.
(LAUGHS) Yeah.
I got a good deal online. I forgot how expensive things are in the city.
Look, if you're here for cash, just get it over with and ask.
- How much? - I don't need a handout.
Say what you want about your stepdad, he was smart with money.
So you're living large on the inheritance then?
Well, I'm not rolling in it.
But Sam made sure I wouldn't struggle.
Hooray for Sam.
Now that he's not here to come between us,
I was really hoping things could go back to how they were.
It's a bit late for that.
Can't we just have a clean slate?
- We're both on our own again. - Speak for yourself.
We could have some fun.
Just like old times.
I'll think about it.
Whoa. Wish my boys put in this hard.
Am I in the way? Sorry. I can move.
Ah, please. You should have your own keys.
- How's it all going? - Good.
I mean, I can't shake the feeling
there's a silent majority who don't think women's footy's legit.
You know, it's a shame more people didn't see you play.
Funny you should say that.
I've got a favour to ask.
Hey, boys. Um, Trav's been kind enough
to give me a minute of your time.
We're holding an open day to drum up support for the women's team.
Girls can come down, have a kick,
give us a chance to see what kind of talent's really out there.
Maybe we'll find a replacement for you, Fletcher.
(LAUGHING)
We're gonna run a few drills and just really put on a show.
So, it would be great to have some all-star support.
Yeah, we're in.
Obviously.
Jessie, I would, but, uh...
Oh, mate. Honestly, just showing your face will help.
Awesome. All right, great. Well, um, have a great training. Thank you.
Seriously, Trav? We get kicked up the ass
and now we're doing cupcake raffles?
It's for a couple of hours, mate.
It's important.
Oh, sorry, I forgot I was talking to feminist hero Connor Marrello.
I'd be careful chucking those stones, mate.
Hey, enough chat. Let's go.
I took the phone call outside of my office, but when I returned,
Mr Jansen, Oliver, could tell that I was upset.
- And he asked you why? - Yes.
And you told him?
In broad terms,
but I mentioned Daniel Fletcher's injury.
You revealed details of your husband's work. Is...
- ... is that unusual? - Of course. Very.
Well, we interviewed Mr Jansen yesterday.
He told us you previously talked about a whole lot of things.
Some of the details he revealed
suggest a fairly substantial relationship.
We went to law school together. Is this relevant?
Just trying to get to the bottom of it all.
Well, I would argue that it's personal and thus immaterial.
What the hell was I thinking?
You couldn't have known that he would do that.
Oh, the football stuff, sure,
but bitching about my husband to another man?
You wouldn't be the first.
This job, this life, is hard enough as it is
without us turning against each other.
Come on, work rate. Work rate, lift it.
Said keep the pressure on.
Don't want a repeat of last Saturday.
That's it.
Good. Good. Pressure.
There we are. Separate. Pick it up.
Thanks for coming, Brian.
Thanks for asking.
Have fun up north?
You know me, Bob. All about the footy.
All right, finish strong. Five, four.
Good, good, good, good.
All right, let's move to the foreground drill.
Any chance that you could pull the missus into line?
Couldn't even if I wanted to.
Well, could you at least have a word to her about Jessie Davies?
I thought this was a friendly visit, Bob.
Need more muscle on the back line.
Want you on Flynn. Hey, Flynn.
Back pocket.
Last place before you're off the field.
- Yeah, nice, boys. - Hey, listen.
Fletcher's young.
- And? - And he needs good mates around him.
Yeah, he's got them.
Heard rumours.
About what?
About what went on at your place last week.
What, you're upset you didn't get invited?
Don't worry, mate. Your ex-wife wasn't there this time.
- What the fuck did you say? - Hey?
(CLAMOURING)
Hey, hey!
(SHOUTING)
Uh-oh.
REPORTER: After a humiliating loss
and reports of a brawl within the leadership group,
the Southern Jets will be asking some tough questions.
What was that?
They're competitive. Sometimes it boils over.
Yeah, sure. That's how we'll spin it,
but what is really going on?
It's always a pissing contest with those two.
It's more than that. Just sort it out.
Funnily enough, I don't give a shit.
Don't call me again.
- Your mum? - Connor,
asking me not to hook up with Liam.
- Wow, that's... - None of his business?
(PHONE PINGS)
So, how was she?
- Who? - Your mum.
Is she the gold digging parasite you expected?
No, surprisingly.
So, why is she here?
The first time since I was a teenager,
her maternal instincts have kicked in.
Shit, it's Brody.
Samira's dropped out of work experience.
Oh, she's gotten sick of rubbing her hands
all over naked footballers.
A few days ago she had all this ambition.
I wonder if Dan knows.
OK, I cannot do another round of speculation about Dan's sex life.
- Where are you going? - Work.
♪ Rock what you got, girl, it's what you're born with ♪
♪ Why blend in when you're born to stand out? ♪
♪ Looking at you, you're the man now. ♪
♪ Why blend in when you're born to stand out? ♪
- That was great. - Thanks.
Ah.
Now, that better be from Nage
telling me that they love my new designs.
Actually it's from Diane.
Oh, an apology for making me apologise.
Is she coming to the launch?
Unless I can persuade her to go on another one of her lengthy holidays.
It would be good to get some distance from anything
Connor related.
I'm sure he and his new girlfriend feel exactly the same way.
- She's still around? - Apparently.
I'm sure Diane's recommended an excellent couple's therapist.
I once dated a guy whose mum was a psychiatrist.
Issues.
Yeah.
Still, not his fault, I guess. You only get one mum.
You know how to use that thing.
Yeah, and maybe one day I'll teach you.
- What's the occasion? - Dinner at Shane's.
You know, you don't always have to go out. You could bring him here.
Yeah, well, he's doing a new recipe and, uh,
he's already started cooking, so.
So sweet.
- I wouldn't want to be a third wheel anyway. - As if.
(LAUGHS)
Go! Get out of here. Have fun. Yes.
_
Fuck.
How was Integrity?
Oh, two hours of being grilled about all the ways that I stuffed up.
What's not to love?
But it's all good?
Yeah, nothing unexpected.
Carrots?
- Abby only has them in sticks. - What? Since when?
Hey, what's with Connor and Liam?
I wish I knew.
- Is there any way that I can help? - I'm...
I'm gonna give Connor a call,
see if I can organise a little meeting, have a chat.
Going at it. We both thought we were so sneaky.
It wasn't until he was zipping himself up
that we realised the baby monitor had been on the whole time.
(LAUGHS) Cocoa Bean! Hi!
Making yourself popular with the locals I see.
Ah, well, I didn't meant to embarrass you.
You didn't.
So, what's with the face?
Just not used to being the second most fabulous person in the room.
I missed it.
Well, you know me. Leopards and spots.
The thing is, Mum, um...
... when you got married...
- (MUSIC PLAYING) - Oh, my God.
Do you remember this?
Wonthaggi Talent Quest, 2001.
Cocoa Bean, come on. Come on.
- Come on, baby. - Oh, my God. No, Mum.
- Yes, you can do it. Come on. Let's go. - Oh, my God.
(BOTH LAUGH)
Whoo!
(BOTH LAUGH)
Surprisingly good.
I might make cooking my new thing.
Works better for me than golf.
So, Bob asked me to pull you into line today.
Something about Jessie's open day.
And what did you say to that?
What do you reckon?
(LAUGHS)
Must be tough being Switzerland
while Jessie's campaigning.
Well, as president, it's been made clear to me that I have no choice.
You don't have to hide that it's hard, you know.
And you don't have to be concerned about me.
OK.
So, after we talk to the kids,
I'll find a hotel,
get some of my stuff out of your way.
Makes sense.
(PHONE RINGS)
Trav, what did you find out?
The fight was about Daniel.
Connor, Dan, and Liam?
That's a love triangle I didn't see coming.
Well, apparently, Connor thinks that Liam's a bad influence.
Hm, is it an ego thing or does he have a point?
I don't know. Apparently, he blew up over
some girl who stayed at their place.
Samira.
That's your work experience kid.
OK, what am I missing?
We think that Dan had a one-night stand with her.
- How old is she? - 17.
And therefore legal and absolutely none of our business.
Oh, my God. Can you imagine sleeping with a footballer at that age?
Yeah, I can.
Everyone's different. I mean, I moved out of home at that age.
Listen, kids are tough.
Just let Dan and Samira have their fun.
I think someone needs to speak to Daniel.
Nah, no way, guys. Nah, he asked me to give him space.
Come on, you know him better than anyone.
Don't pretend you're not dying to find out.
COMMENTATOR: (ON PHONE) ... takes the corner...
Hey. I brought pastries.
You said this was important?
Yeah, OK. Uh...
What happened at your place the other night with Samira?
That's got nothing to do with you.
I care about Samira, and
like it or not I care about you, too.
Well, it's got nothing to do with me either.
I'm pretty sure it takes two to tango.
You think I slept with her?
Isn't that what we're talking about here?
Oh, you've got it arse about, Paige. I didn't sleep with her.
Liam did.
Why is Samira sleeping with Liam worse than Samira sleeping with Dan?
- Wait, you thought Dan... - Yes, but this is, this is way more wrong.
Liam's 26 and so alpha.
Three words. Big dick energy.
Well, it's distracting and I can't tell if he's a good guy or not.
Well, I think this proves that he's not.
- Again, no laws broken. - We work with kids like Samira.
- They think they know everything. - Yeah, but sometimes they're...
- they're totally clueless. - Trust me,
Liam can take no for an answer.
What, you're saying this didn't happen?
I'm saying that we don't know.
Why would Dan lie?
I say update Kath.
Let her get to the bottom of it.
And I say if Samira wanted help, she'd ask for it.
Good.
Squeeze it for the last two.
One, two. Drop it.
Move on to lunges. Nice.
Good, good, good, good, good.
Shoulder presses. Pow, quick. Boom. Nice, nice.
Slam balls. Good.
(GRUNTS) I just wish Hayley would pull the trigger, you know?
Let me face the shitstorm and move on.
Maybe she's genuinely excited for the open day.
Or she's making sure people are interested
before she drops her bomb.
Do you remember that feeling
when you run out onto the ground and the whole crowd roars?
Yeah.
I don't.
By the time that was an option, I was a wife
and a mum, which I love...
But you want more.
Last year was,
it was like a dark cloud.
I look at Rusty and he's moving on.
He's really making the most of his life.
So until Hayley Faulkner decides to blow it all up, I'm...
All right, squats. Let's go. Set two. Come on.
- Interview transcript? - Yep. Read and sign. Make it official.
OK, any updates?
Oh, yeah, actually.
Integrity's now questioning whether Oliver was acting alone.
Of course he was.
Well, there were several big untraceable bets
placed at the same time.
They think he was part of some sort of syndicate?
It's possible.
What happens now?
Well, that's unclear at this stage, but they're gonna keep on digging.
- I'll see you later. - (GROANS)
- Hey, what are you doing here? - Hey, um, I'm just checking with Kath.
- Right. - Are you busy?
Uh, yeah. Helping Jess with her open day.
OK. Are you gonna be home late?
Uh, maybe. Is that all right?
Yes, yeah. Take your time.
Yeah.
I cannot believe you've resorted to stalking a schoolgirl.
We're seeking her out for an informal chat.
There is no we. I'm just the chauffer.
Ah, there she is. Thanks for the ride. See you.
♪ And when I found you I put my arms around you ♪
♪ Want to feel special like the way that I'm supposed to ♪
♪ Feel on my own, I feel so alone ♪
♪ I want you to go ♪ ♪ I can't get you out of my brain ♪
♪ Ooh. ♪
I don't know what you want from me.
Just to check that you're OK.
Why wouldn't I be?
You know, there have been times in my life when I have been
desperate for people to like me, especially guys.
Luckily the guy I was into
was sweet, kind.
You met Dan?
Liam's sweet, too.
He made me laugh.
Did you two...
Just kept saying such nice things to me.
I probably shouldn't have listened.
No, no, you did nothing wrong.
I mean it's not really a big deal.
It's mostly just embarrassing.
What Liam did,
it's not OK.
No. Just want to forget about the whole thing.
♪ So many other people 'round me ♪
♪ Pick up the phone, I feel so alone ♪
- ♪ I need you to go. ♪ - And a dash of bitters.
It's not in the recipe, but it's my little secret. There you go.
- Hey, came back for an encore. - No,
I wanted to tell you something.
You're a shitty mum.
Where'd that come from?
Hanging out in the pub, singing and dancing,
listening to dirty jokes. I mean, what sort of life
- is that for a kid? - You loved it.
I didn't know any better.
Well, I can't win here, can I?
You know, single mum, trying to earn a living. Shit.
Try and marry a decent bloke,
- have a proper family. - You let him throw me out.
Well, I didn't have a choice. You turned into
- a rebellious little bitch. - Because I hated losing you.
You went from being my best mate to nothing.
- Look, you were too young to understand. - Exactly.
I was a child. You were supposed to be a grown up.
This is why I wanted us to have a fresh start.
Look, I don't know if this is fun for you
or if you're just trying to make yourself feel better...
- Cocoa Bean. - Stop calling me that.
You can't start being a parent now.
Go home, Mum.
- Hey. - Hey.
How'd it go today?
Well, no one tried to jumper punch me, so better than yesterday.
Ah, that's all sorted now?
Ask Marrello.
Hey, what can you tell me about Samira Kurami?
Who?
You know, the young girl. She did work experience with physios.
Oh, yeah. Don't really know her.
You don't? I thought she spent the night at your place recently.
Yeah, a few of us hung out, we had a few beers. She tagged along.
You do know she's under 17.
Look, what happened between her and Daniel Fletcher?
- Nothing. - You sure?
Yeah, she crashed on the couch.
Fletch'd never do something like that.
Just heard some rumours. I don't know, Kath.
Girls makes shit up to impress their friends.
Come on, she's hardly broadcasting it on social media.
Come on, Kath. You know what happens.
You must have dealt with it all the time,
being married to Brian Rickards.
(PHONE RINGS)
Sorry, have to get this.
Paige, anything new?
PAIGE: Yeah, it wasn't Dan. It was Liam.
- Do you believe this girl? - Yeah,
at least until proven otherwise.
So, what's your plan?
John's somehow gotten wind that I've been digging around.
He wants me to drop it.
Well, with Fletcher out, Flynn's holding your forward line together.
Are you saying that I should turn a blind eye?
Of course not,
but you've got the board breathing down your neck
- and no proof. - Yeah,
need to play smart.
It's weirdly peaceful out here.
No one watching, waiting for me to stuff up.
No one's doing that.
Fuck 'em.
I really miss Jack.
You got the other blokes.
I'm their coach. I'm not their mate.
You'll always have Maddy.
She had too much on her plate already
and now she's got ten times more 'cause I took this job
and I didn't retire.
It's not what she signed up for.
She'd still do anything to support you.
All you gotta do is ask.
You training to be a shrink or a footy player?
Come on.
- Mummy. - Oh.
You didn't make my costume.
Oh, sweetie. Mummy forgot.
Um, what did you want to go as again?
Hero Daddy. He's my favourite.
I'm on it.
(HYPERVENTILATES)
TRAVIS: I'm home.
I'm in here.
Daddy, Mummy's making my costume.
What a clever mummy,
and you should be in bed.
(HYPERVENTILATES)
REPORTER: And today at the Southern Jets' camp,
women across the state are invited to an open day,
where they can come down and have a kick
with some of the club's famous faces.
Organisers hope it'll get a bit of momentum going among the members
ahead of their upcoming vote
on whether or not to establish a women's team.
Bring your knees up. Up.
(LAUGHS)
Killing it.
Hey, guys.
- This is good, right? - It's really good. Hayley?
I'll let you deal with that.
I can't believe it.
So, when's it gonna break?
- Sorry? - If you publish today that is pretty cold.
Oh, um, Jessie.
We spoke off the record.
As far as I'm concerned, we never had that conversation.
Then why are you here?
I'm here for Erica.
My partner.
She wants to try out for the Southern Jets next year.
So, go make it happen.
(LAUGHS)
I can't believe you.
So, what are you gonna do about Liam?
Uh, I can't afford a scandal right now
and I really can't afford to lose our star recruit.
No consequences for the famous sportsmen, shocking.
What happened to "Some chicks screw footy players so what?"
Can't I change my mind?
OK, hi. Welcome to the party. Where were you yesterday?
Now we know her side.
Some people think they're just a little more grown up
- than they actually are. - See, and that's all the more reason
for us to tread carefully. I just think that Samira
needs to make her own decisions.
Us blowing it up, it's not gonna help anyone.
Mads?
- Hm? - Back me up.
Uh, yeah, without any evidence it's very hard to get anything to stick.
So, we just do nothing at all?
Well, that's how clubs get bad reputations.
Oh, come on, ladies, let's not get carried away.
Yeah, well, she's got a point here. I mean, last week,
half the players were handing around Tahlia's stolen nudes.
Yes, and they were dealt with by the leadership group.
Is that enough, though?
Kath, you're the president. Send a message. Call them out.
- Good turnout. - Yeah, it's really, really good.
- What's going on over there? - (CAMERA SNAPS)
- (SIGHS) - He's just taking photos.
Yeah, I know. They're just really young, that's all.
(CAMERA SNAPS)
Mum!
- Oh! - Get over here!
God! What?
What on Earth do you think you're doing?!
I'm gonna go and have a chat to Connor about those photos.
In what universe do you think that that's a good idea?
You said you wanted a proper mum!
- Your concept of parenting is deranged! - OK, fine, I give up.
Great! I'll see you at Christmas!
Look, just... just hear me out.
I honestly thought when I married Sam, I was doing the right thing.
But I can see now why you're so hurt.
I'm not hurt, Mum, I'm fucking angry!
And you have a right to be.
I should've fought harder for you.
I'm sorry.
But do you really want to stay bitter and twisted forever?
Well, it's worked for me so far.
You know, people stuff up.
Sooner or later, you gotta forgive and move on,
or you're gonna be a really sad and lonely woman.
You should go, Mum.
Just go.
To the girls? Rightio, boys.
Let's go. Good kick. Nice hit.
(SHOUTS)
- (CHEERS) - Great form, yes!
You seeing this, Marlow? That's how it's done.
Oh, Freddy, come on! All right!
Long arms, soft hands, Jessie.
(CHEERS)
That's it.
All right, Jess, you got this.
Let's go, Jess!
(SHOUTS)
- (SCREAMS) - Jessie!
Hey, hey, hey, are you hurt?
No, no, no, I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine.
Ice! Tell the physios to get ready.
It's fine, it's fine. Help me up.
(GROANS) It's good.
(GASPS)
We need transport for an MRI now!
- Breathe, breathe. - (GASPS)
(WINCES)
(PANTS)
- Well, how is she? - She's getting scanned now,
- but I'll keep you posted. - (SIGHS)
Look, while the boys are still here,
- I need you to call them for a meeting. - About what?
It's a disciplinary matter.
We need to keep it discreet.
This culture needs to end now.
There has been some behaviour lately
that is not in the spirit of this football club.
We are being watched, gentlemen.
And you all need to lift your game on and off the field.
So I'll see you tomorrow at training,
- 6:00 am. - MAN: What?
- Port Melbourne Beach. - (GROANS)
Move.
(CHATTER)
(PHONE RINGS)
_
- Couldn't help yourself, could ya? - What Liam did was wrong!
Paige, you weren't even there!
Doesn't it bother you that he lied about it?
Yeah, he lied because he knew people would overreact,
- which is exactly what you've done! - Oh, so this is my fault now?
Yeah, well if you hadn't stirred the pot with Kath,
this wouldn't be a thing.
Uh, these are Liam's words coming out of your mouth.
He is manipulating you like he manipulated Samira.
Paige, she was fine. She was into him.
No, I went and saw her!
He charmed his way into her pants. That's not OK.
I think you should stop spending so much time with him.
Are you serious? Who the fuck are you
to tell me who I can be mates with?
I still know you better than anyone,
and I can tell when you're making a mistake!
You don't get a say anymore! You're the one who wanted out.
Yeah, but that doesn't mean I stopped worrying about you,
or caring about you.
(PHONE RINGS)
If this is about the blender, you know that you're not getting it back.
What? No, no. I...
I just got an interesting phone call from Annabelle.
Oh, that was quick.
I think I should thank you.
- You two all hunky-dory? - I wouldn't go that far,
but it's progress.
What did you say to her?
Uh, just that you're an idiot, and some other things,
but I really emphasised the idiot thing.
Why is it whenever you do something nice, I start to feel nervous?
There's no catch.
I've just decided that to forgive is divine, or whatever.
Please tell me my mum didn't put you up to this.
- Actually, my mum did. - She's in town?
- Mm, was, past tense. - What?
- And I didn't get to meet her? - Ah, she would've flirted,
you would've been awkward. It was best avoided.
Must've been a head fuck.
Understatement of the year.
So, what do we...
- Just don't freak out. - How can I not?
OK, so I got these for Jessie...
(GASPS)
What have you done?
Torn ACL.
How soon can we get her into surgery?
You can try, but given...
... given your age...
... your chances of hitting peak physical performance are
slim to none.
I'm done.
I'm so sorry, Jess.
(SIGHS) Thanks.
(EXHALES)
Are you sure you're OK?
- Yeah, yeah, yeah. - Mostly I just feel... numb.
Must've given me the good painkillers.
I mean, who was I kidding anyway, right?
Two kids,
four years off the field...
... no, it was always gonna be a long shot.
You birthed two incredible children.
And the women's team will still happen.
You bet it will.
- Are you sure I can't do anything before I go? Dinner? - (LAUGHS) No!
No, it's good, it's fine. Rusty will take care of me.
You should get home to Trav.
I think he'd prefer the space. (LAUGHS)
He's under a lot of pressure, Mads.
He needs you.
Yeah, it's pretty overwhelming.
(SIGHS)
Yeah, I'll take care of him.
OK.
- (DOOR SHUTS) - (EXHALES)
(HYPERVENTILATES)
Three, four, stop.
(EXHALES)
Sounds like you and Trav handled it perfectly.
Yeah, well, time will tell.
Liam's not an idiot. He'll pull his head in.
Wish I shared your optimism.
- You're a force of nature, you know that? - (SNORTS)
- Shut up. - I'm serious.
You're juggling all these chainsaws. I don't know how you do it.
Well, it hasn't been easy.
Suppose we should make that call.
Yep.
I suppose we should.
- See ya, mate. I'll see ya tomorrow. - Catch you later, man.
_
Tomorrow I'm appearing live on the Southern Jets website
to sell the people the merits of a women's team.
I know things have been tough lately, but you all right?
Yeah, I'm fine.
Ah! I've actually taken the week off.
I don't know how much longer I've got in footy.
Seriously?
They really think that Trav's not cut out for the job.
Come back on as mentor, steady the ship.
What about the players?
- What about us? - What about us?
I know something has been up the last few weeks,
but I think some time away would be good.
I don't think it will.
Is this, um... legit?
Don't worry about it, Fletch. It's gonna be fun.
- Look out! - Oh shit!
- (CRASH) - Dan?
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