You're telling me you're getting a case of cold feet?
I love her more than anything but I cannot marry her...
Woody!
..on account of the fact that I'm already married!
So it's just a matter of finding her and just getting a quickie divorce.
Without Tracey finding out.
Hello, Jeff.
I'm getting married again. That means I need to divorce you,
which means that I need you to sign some papers.
Well, if you want me to sign them, then you have to bring them here.
- Tell Tracey. - Nup.
Move on, George. Get with the program.
What happened to honesty being the best policy?
Sean's web of deceit is actually very well put together.
- A conference? - Yeah. In Sydney.
- We've only just found out about it. - I think you should go.
- Operation Divorce Mary is a go. Yay! - Whoo-hoo!
I really love you. You know that, eh?
Woody, it's just a conference.
What are you doing?
I thought I'd document our little odyssey anyway.
Yes, that'll really help us keep it a secret.
Woody, wake up.
- I don't want to. - There's tea here.
- Tea's good. - Don't talk to me, George.
I'm not worthy, mate.
[PHONE RINGS]
- Hello? - Oh. How's the jetlag?
It's the least of my worries.
Well, at least we made it out of Australia alive.
- Well, that's debatable. - Hey, check your email.
I couldn't sleep. You know, the stress, the time zone,
the nightmares of venomous creatures.
So I used this discombobulating state to
- go ahead and cut together the film. - Got it.
And I can't hear anything because...
- It's an artistic statement. - You messed up the sound.
My art speaks its own voice, George.
It speaks its own voice.
"The best-laid plans of mice and men."
What does that actually mean?
The mouse Robert Burns wrote of in his poem built a house,
which could never be destroyed.
Until the farmer drove a bloody great plough over it.
- You know this is completely bonkers. - Yep.
No. Hey, we're on the road to victory.
Jan, George has planned this meticulously.
- Oh, so this was your idea? - No. It was not.
The Australasian Registered Solar Engineers Symposium?
- You know that spells... - 'Arses'. Yep.
Yeah, but sounds flash, though. If this place was real, I'd go.
Smiler. What are you doing?
We are in Sydney, home of the Sydney funnel web spider.
They don't usually favour the modern office block
as their natural habitat.
Well, then we must smile for Tracey.
- Huddle up and say 'platypus'. - OK.
- Alright, one, two, three. - Platypus!
- Gotta get to the conference. - For an Outback quickie divorce.
♪ I like rain ♪
♪ Falling on my window ♪
♪ I like rain ♪
♪ Splashing on the roof ♪
♪ I like rain... ♪
You haven't moved in three hours.
It's raining outside.
We're doing what sane people do on a wet weekend.
Binge-watching the Top 20 Zombie Movies of all Time.
Yeah, you can hang if you want.
It's OK. I'd rather poke sticks in my eyes.
Which, as it turns out, happens quite a lot in zombie films.
I might go out.
Uh... it's raining.
Well, I can't sit in here all day watching you two lovebirds.
[ALERT]
Hey, babe. Just had a few hours to kill so caught up with Jan.
Picking up the rental car, then down to business...
[ALERT]
Oh, god.
It's very unusual weather for this time of year.
- Good for the garden. - Maybe. But it feels portentous.
[PHONE RINGS]
- Tracey, hi. - OK, we have a problem.
- 'We'? - You know how I said
that we didn't need to worry about updating your teaching licence?
Well, the Ministry is staging a crackdown
on unlicensed relief teachers.
- OK. - We need to get your paperwork in by
Monday, which means we need you to do your police vetting today.
Oh. Right.
I've talked to Hannah and she's happy to do it.
You just need to turn up at the station. It's just a formality.
Sure. Yeah, OK. I'll do that.
Thanks.
I'm off for a run.
You know it's still raining outside, right?
Beats watching mindless splatter.
Bye, zombies.
I was about to knock. And you appeared. Synchronicity.
Ollie. What are you doing here?
I heard about your dad going to that conference.
- Awesome. - It's just a conference.
Yeah, I wondered if you needed anything while he's away.
It's only two days.
- Just wanted to make sure you're OK. - I'm fine.
- Actually, I was just off for a run. - In the rain?
Hey, do you want some company?
You're not really dressed for running.
Oh, no, I've got my stuff in the car.
- Always like to be prepared. - Ah.
- Sure. Why not? - Yeah, cool.
You OK?
- Oh, yeah, yeah, totally. - Sorry?
Just, I've just forgotten how beautiful the Outback is, that's all.
What's that book you've got there, Smiler?
'The Continent of Death'.
A cautionary tale, eh?
"The most vicious, venomous and poisonous creatures"
on the planet reside here.
"Right now they're all around us."
Like the Irukandji jellyfish.
"The size of a fingernail but a sting ranks as the most
intense and excruciating agony known to mankind."
Smiler, we are miles from the ocean here.
It says that they can hitch a ride on the back of a saltwater croc.
Well, I guess, before you get stung by the Irukandji,
the croc would probably eat you anyway, hey?
Little comfort there, George.
If you survive the sting, you're left wandering the planet
in a state of impending doom.
♪ Across the dessert ♪
♪ Across the lake. ♪
- OK. Righto. Here we go. - Remember, Woody.
We go in. We get her to sign the papers. We walk away.
- That's all we're here to do, right? - Yeah, totally, George.
I'm all over it, mate.
We can't allow ourselves to get distracted, right?
No, in and out like a robber's dog. That's us.
- Good. - OK.
She's a woman, though. You know, she's used to distractions.
They do things in a strange way.
Hey, Woody, Woody, Woody. Wait, wait!
Smiler, come on, can you not do that, please?
Nah, I have to keep filming otherwise I might miss the reunion.
It's a very important scene in the film.
We're only supposed to be filming the bits
that feed the lie we're living.
Yeah, that's for the director's cut only.
Yeah, well, in that case, keep an eye out for the eastern brown snake.
They live around these parts.
- All good? - Yeah. Yeah, we're good.
- Busy day. - Yeah.
Well. Hello, Jeff.
- Mary. - Actually, it's Rose now. Remember?
OK.
Um...
One minute.
Woody? Do we have a problem here?
Those memories, mate. They just...
They just... They're flooding in like a tidal wave of, uh...
- Memories? - Yeah, spot on, George. Spot on.
Me and Mary, mate, we... we... we...
We had some good times. And she...
She's just as beautiful as she ever was.
OK.
I can understand how this must be very confusing for you.
It is.
But, we've got to remember what we're here for.
- Yeah. - A very important reason.
- Yes. Yes, George, I know. I know. - And that reason is?
- Woody? - Yes, Tracey. Tracey.
- Yeah, the woman you love now. - Yes.
So we need to go back in there and...
Robber's dog. Robber's dog. OK.
This one's on me, Smiler.
Oh, bless you, Mary, also known as Rose.
So... it's been a while.
- About 17 years, to be exact. - Right.
- Hello? - Hi.
Oh, yeah, sorry. This is my friend, George. George, this is Mary.
- Hi. - Sorry, Rose. Rose Mary.
Jeff. Woody.
Yeah, let's make this easier like the old days. Mary.
Got it. Well, you look great.
- You're not too shabby yourself. - Thank you.
It's a nice pub you've got.
- Thanks. Yeah, it gets us by. - Um...
Oh, yeah. Oh, we should probably do the, uh...
Get the papers started. Um...
Yeah, look, I might have more
of a chance to look over these when we're less busy.
But for now, you guys probably need a feed, after such a long trip.
No, we should probably get back on the road.
- They've got kangaroo burgers! - Uh-huh.
- I'm curious. - OK. Three burgers?
- Oh, yeah, that'd be great, yeah. - Alright.
Whet your whistle and I'll spark up the grill.
Sounds good.
- What happened to robber's dog? - She's nice!
And she's generous and, if you don't mind me saying,
she's easy on the eye.
And, you know, it might be culturally offensive
- not to try the local cuisine. - Yeah, what's the big deal?
- We don't want to be rude, do we? - Yeah.
Alright. We eat,
we sign the documents and then we get out of here. Alright?
- Outta here. - Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Robber's dog.
Hello.
Hi.
- Hi. - G'day.
I'm guessing it's you.
- Me, what? - The one that's my dad.
Um, sorry. I think you might have me confused with someone else.
Love, that is him.
Mum says you're my dad.
I'm Poppy.
Your dad?
- Alright, um... - Ah, just one more.
- Did you just... George, did you... - Yeah, yeah.
- Oh, man! - What, you didn't know about this?
What? Of course I didn't!
Well, it's not something that slipped your mind?
- Like, you know, being married. - No, mate!
Having a kid isn't something that you're gonna forget. Oh!
Well, then,
it appears you have a daughter.
Oh, no.
Oh...
Honestly, I am so glad that you can do this.
Having a relief teacher I can rely on will be, well, a relief.
- That's me. I hope. - Right.
OK, so, to save time, just take this and have someone sign
her off as a character witness.
- Got it. - And everything will be hunky dory.
Right. So do I just have to sign something?
Yes. But first, we just have to scan
our records for your police file. Then I can sign your clearance off
- as the upstanding citizen you are. - Right.
I love my job. Don't tell anyone but I know some things about people
that I should not know.
- Oh. - OK.
- Whoa! I've got the burn on. - Need a break?
Yeah. Cramps.
Didn't warm up properly.
So, where'd you get those legs from?
- Sorry? - You've got great legs.
- Running legs. - Right.
Yeah, well, they've got staying power.
You could give a guy a run for his money, eh?
Time to get home.
Something wrong with your burger?
Nah, nah, nah, it's great. It's great.
I just, uh, guess I'm not that hungry after all.
Oh, probably just jetlag, making certain things hard to digest.
But don't worry, your fine gastronomy won't go to waste.
- Can I get anyone anything else? - No, I think we're all OK, thanks.
OK. Sweetie, why don't you grab some plates, maybe get another round?
Thank you.
Look, um, I did try looking for you
after you dropped off the face of the Earth.
- It was New Zealand. - Enough said.
Look, I had no idea I was pregnant when we went our separate ways.
I swear.
Yeah, you mean when you drove off and you left me at that servo in Tambo.
OK, I feel like the blame was really on both sides.
Yeah, always both sides.
- But never your side. - Woody...
Woody, Mary's trying to explain. Just give her a chance.
OK, we were both really young.
I was barely two years older than Poppy is now.
When you eloped?
Ran off.
Yeah, well, we had to, with parents like yours.
They actually softened up quite a bit after Poppy came along.
Yeah, I'll believe that when I see it.
That's not really likely now.
Yeah, right.
- Sorry about that. - It's OK.
Look, they left me some money when they died.
I was able to buy this pub and put some money in a trust for Poppy,
so there's a future there.
I'm not asking for anything from you, Woody.
I'm just telling you like it is. And it's OK.
I'm going to get you guys another round.
Well, this is me. See ya later.
That was fun, right?
We could make it a regular thing.
I'm really wet. And cold.
Oh, Shay. I've got to get to the petrol station to go to work.
Could I have a shower to clean myself up?
There might not be any hot water left.
Arlo and Lindsay will have hogged it.
I'm OK with a cold shower, so...
Hey, Arlo, I'm back.
With Ollie.
They might be busy.
Or just gone out.
Bathroom's down there. You can have the first shower.
Guests first.
- Towel? - What?
Where do you keep your towels?
- The cupboard. - Right. Makes sense.
The system has picked up an outstanding fine of 250.
A court-ordered fine, which dates back quite a few years.
Ooh, a criminal record. You bad-ass.
I thought that issue had been put to rest.
So did I.
The altercation was dealt with in court, if I remember rightly.
It wasn't an 'altercation'. It was just a silly incident.
Oh, was this the Beetroot Incident?
Yes, the Beetroot Incident.
It was you, rooting my guy, behind my back. Shag, hump, root.
- Whatever you call it - you did it. - You want root, you take this!
See, now, that is assault.
I thought they let you off with a warning.
- Yeah, so did I. - Well, clearly not.
- Why didn't you pay the fine? - I didn't know there was one!
But you went to court.
I was so mortified just being there, it was like a blur.
I pled guilty.
And the judge said something and, between feeling blurry
and embarrassed and him mumbling, I never made out what he said.
God. Now I've got to tell Tracey,
"Sorry, but I didn't pass the police vet."
No, just pay it and be done with it.
Except I've got, like, 150 to my name
until my teaching money comes through.
- So I'm kind of stuck. - I'll loan you the cash.
Oh, no, you don't have to do that. It's my mess.
Yes, but, you know, Tracey doesn't need this drama.
Especially if the whole fake conference thing implodes on itself,
which, let's face it... Oh.
I mean...
So is Woody not at a conference?
You know, when I woke up this morning, George, I wasn't a father.
And then suddenly, I've just become a father because, actually,
I was already a father.
How the hell am I meant to get my head around that?
Unsure, but I don't think getting angry about it's going to help.
Oh, well, excuse me, but finding out you have a 16-year-old daughter
when she's 16 is about 16 years too late.
- Mary did try to find you. - Yeah, well, not hard enough.
We found her, didn't we?
Woody, you're gonna need to move through this.
Mary isn't expecting anything from you.
No-one is asking you to do anything radical.
But it's how you react that is going to matter, especially to Poppy.
Yeah, but this is a life-changing moment, mate.
I know. And that's why you're going to have to take things slowly.
But whatever you decide to do, you need to remember
there is a young woman out there who wants to get to know you.
Yeah, but how is she going to get to know me
when I don't even know what to say, mate?
Well, I don't know, start back at the beginning, with a 'hello'.
Hello. G'day.
Yeah, OK. Yeah, that makes sense.
Alright, can we just hurry up and please get this photo done?
Only if you put your pants on first.
Hey? Right. Um...
ARSES!
- There you go. - Let's see it.
No, if I'm not mistaken, this says, 'three men
going to a cocktail party at a solar energy conference', hey?
Wow. When you guys commit to a lie, you really go there, don't you?
- Thank you. - Hey, um, is Poppy around?
So that, you know, I could have a bit of a talk?
Yeah. I reckon she'd love that.
She's out the back.
OK, great. Awesome.
Awesome.
I might just get some fresh air first, yeah.
Woody. You're already outside.
- Yep. Yeah. - Woody?
- I can't do this. - What?
- You can do this. - But I know the secret.
You know what I'm like with secrets! Why did you tell me?
Just forget about the thing I told you
and focus on what Tracey needs most.
You as a relief teacher.
Yeah, but he's lying to her and I know.
I can't handle lies.
Better to think of it as not so much a lie, rather an alternative truth.
There was a slight hold-up with the official screening.
But, that was handled very officially, I might say.
So I am pleased to report
that the renewal of the teaching licence can proceed as planned.
Oh, thank god. I am so glad.
- Me, too. - [BEEP]
Ooh, could be news from across the ditch.
Aw! Don't they look swished up?
Smiler's gone for the cultural look, I see.
Charmer.
'En-route to cocktail party'. Oh, I hope Woody doesn't drink too much.
Yeah, true. He might start blathering.
No, dancing. He's a terrible dancer. But a lovable one.
- Oh. - Go. Now.
OK, what is with her?
- Just us. - Hi!
Sorry to barge in.
No, no, no, it's good to see you. I missed you guys.
- Really? - Working in real estate, that's not
the greeting I'm used to, but I'll take it.
Now, pleasantries aside, we're on a mission.
- Do you have a tarp, by any chance? - A tarpaulin?
- A big one. - To cover a house.
- I'm pretty sure we don't. Why? - Hey, can I chuck these in the dryer?
Ollie.
You look... fit.
Ollie dropped by and we went for a run together.
In the rain?
That's firefighter-level commitment.
I didn't know you were a runner.
There's a lot of things you don't know about me.
But lots of other things I do.
Um, I better get to work.
Can I chuck these in a plastic bag instead?
Yeah.
Smiler, I'm not in the mood, mate.
You're at the turning point of the hero's journey.
You know, where he's hit rock bottom but then he
finds a path to redemption by fighting, or by fleeing.
The only path I can see is the one you're sharing with that scorpion.
I'm thinking here, mate.
Sorry. I'll let you be.
Woody's overthinking used to drive me crazy.
In an 'I love you but you drive me crazy' kind of way.
Well, it's fair to say he's been completely blind-sided,
so you can hardly blame him.
I get that.
When I heard his voice on the phone, I thought
it was finally time for Poppy to meet the man behind the stories.
I wanted her to know that he was real. That he is real.
And not a bad bloke.
No, not a bad bloke at all.
We just... We got married too young.
Do you still love him?
Everybody loves Woody.
You didn't answer my question.
You don't need me to.
- Why? - Come on.
You write about this love stuff in your column all the time.
Do you get that out here?
Yeah, we do have internet out here, George.
I recognise you from your picture.
It's pretty funny to find out that that useless
builder you were banging on about was actually Woody.
- It was. - Small world, huh?
Yep.
And for Woody, it's about to get a whole lot bigger.
Yeah, well, he's a big boy.
Hey.
Hey, g'day.
Pops, yeah?
Poppy.
So... you're my daughter.
How weird is that?
That is so weird.
Come on, Woody, let's do this.
- Hey. - Hi.
You having problems?
Nothing I can't handle.
Oh, OK.
You've got some sweet tools there.
Birthday presents, most of them.
Birthdays, yeah, right.
Is the door sticking, is it?
I'll give you a hand if you like.
Back home, I'm actually a builder, so...
Well, I'm a builder here, too, 'cause
it's not like it's one of those things that you're suddenly not when
you travel, you know what I mean?
I've planed it back, replaced the hinges, sanded back the sill...
- What, you've done all that? - It's no big deal.
Out here, you've gotta turn your hand to stuff.
Yeah, cool. Yeah, well, it makes you self-sufficient, eh?
Yeah, we've had to be, me and Mum.
Yeah, right.
Well, you know what I say? If you can't swing a hammer,
then you can't swing your way through life.
So, mate, I reckon you've got yourself pretty sorted, eh?
Oh, hang on a sec.
I think this might be your problem, right here.
See that?
Yeah, it's bowed out a little bit.
Um, just - can you chuck us that level, please?
Ta.
Yeah, see? She's a little bit off.
- It's a major. - Nah, nah, nah, we can handle that.
Have you got a chisel in there?
We're the victims of Woody's incompetence.
Is this about the tarpaulin?
I made a commitment to solar power.
So I thought, "What better way than to turn our house into a"
show home for Woody's handiwork?"
The panels require batons to be attached to the roof.
So, Woody drills all the holes for the batons.
Then went to Australia.
Then it starts to rain. I used to like the sound of rain.
It has a certain poetic rhythm.
Oh.
Thanks to Woody, our house is a sieve.
Thus the need for the tarp, to help stem the interior,
rain-like conditions.
That's a bummer. But, we don't have one.
Well, thanks for the tea. Come on, daughter.
Into the elements.
We can doss down at Dad's. At Grandpa's? Are you kidding?
Well, there is room at the inn there.
And psychological abuse.
Every time we stay, he treats you like a slave.
When you've finished there, the Japanese lawn needs a manicure.
When you're finished there, the XJ needs a cut and polish.
When you've finished there,
why not use that cloth to wipe that muck off your daughter's face.
That blows. He's a totalitarian dictator.
What about the kombi van? Or maybe we could stay here.
A safe haven from both damp and oppression.
Sure. Why not? Dad's away.
I could park the kombi van outside, use the facilities in here.
I think it's a win-win in many ways, don't you?
You wear pretty flashy clothes for a tradie.
Oh, these aren't my usual strides.
Nah, I'm more a boardies kinda guy, myself.
So why are you all dressed up?
Oh, 'cause I'm supposed to be at a conference.
Well... that's what my fiancee thinks anyway.
Why?
Because I forgot to tell her that I'm already married to your mum.
So I need to get unmarried without her knowing so
she doesn't freak out and, you know, doesn't want to marry me anymore.
How come you forgot to tell her?
It was, like, a really long time ago and I just find that
there's only so much room in my brain for stuff, so sometimes...
You discard stuff. I do that. Mum thinks I deliberately do it.
Yeah, but you don't mean to forget.
You just discard it because you don't need it anymore, right?
Yeah, 'cause other stuff's more important.
Yes. Right, it's like... OK, it's like,
you don't keep a bent nail, right?
'Cause bent nails are good for nothin'.
They just clutter up your toolkit. So you let 'em go.
But it's not like you forget about the nail.
It's just that the nail has served its purpose.
Or it actually hasn't 'cause it's a bent nail,
but do you know what I mean?
- Yeah, totally. - Yes.
If I had've remembered, I would have told her. I just...
I didn't. So George came up with the whole conference plan.
- What's her name? - Trace.
- She's, like, the nicest lady. - She's lucky.
Oh, yeah? How do you mean?
Well, you've gone to a lot of trouble
to get unmarried and make sure your wedding goes ahead.
- That's romantic. - Yeah.
I guess it is.
It's not like you and Mum have anything going on.
No. And... you're OK with that, eh?
- It's all I know. - Right.
Sometimes, when I forget stuff, Mum gets antsy.
She says, "God, you're so like your father."
But that wasn't very helpful 'cause I didn't know what that meant.
Right.
But now, well, at least I know.
It might be selfish but I think you did the right thing in coming.
Yeah.
'Cause I got to meet you.
Then for sure I did.
Let's have a look, eh?
Oh, mate, look at that!
It's up to the ankles in the living room. The shagpile's ruined.
Perhaps a silver lining.
- It's irreplaceable. - Then definitely a silver lining.
The perishables, daughter.
Get the perishables. I can put stuff in your fridge?
The kombi doesn't have food-storing facilities.
Did you really want to stay 'cause of Ollie?
Would you be upset if I did?
Well, do you guys have some history I should know about?
Because there's nothing to be jealous of.
Eugh. Excuse me while I vomit.
Today, he just turned up, right?
The day your dad is out of town.
Because that's what he does. And it has to be discouraged.
But, no, you went for a run. You encouraged him.
I felt I couldn't say no.
Exactly.
There was a girl the summer before last.
At first, she tried to be nice,
which he took as a sign of affection.
Then she got angry and he told her that turned him on.
In the end, she left town. It's awkward.
- He doesn't get the right messages. - Except from you.
That's because I used to babysit him and he knows I have any
number of embarrassing stories I could dish on him any time.
So while I'm here, he won't be.
- Works for me. - Girl power.
Hey, guys.
Hello, strangers. Nice of you to turn up.
Well, we took your advice and went out.
To the movies.
Sean was screening 'Braindead', goriest movie of all time.
But the lead actor was kind of a spunk.
It's a New Zealand classic, apparently.
Um,
why are Monty and Siouxsie unpacking a kombi van in our driveway?
The thing about Poppy, right, she's got these natural smarts.
It's like, she knows the difference between a doorjamb and a lintel.
Do you think it might be genetic?
Ah, nature versus nurture? Intriguing.
And she can wield this mean pozi-drive.
George, I reckon we might be kindred spirits.
Yeah, well, maybe you are.
So, how are you gonna deal with
this added complication?
- What? - I mean,
you can walk away from here unmarried, which is great.
That was the plan.
But you can't become an un-father.
Why would I want to do that? I've only just found out that I am one.
What George is referring to is the lies piling up upon other lies,
creating a mountain called Lie Mountain.
You can't keep her a secret.
You can't keep disappearing to fake conferences.
- You need a new plan. - You need a new lie!
- No. Definitely not a new lie. - Hey.
Reckon you need both hands for that burger, Damo.
- Hey! Hey, you wanna back off, mate? - It's OK.
No, this guy needs a lesson in boundaries.
OK, it happens all the time. She knows how to handle it.
What do you mean, this stuff happens all the time?
Occupational hazard. You two, inside, now.
- Mary, she's a kid. - No, it's cool.
- Besides, it's not for much longer. - Well, what does that mean?
Mum's sorted me for boarding school,
to get away from the Damos of this world.
Right.
Well, this is very homely, isn't it?
Better than living with the tyrant.
You better hope Woody has insurance, Dad.
Woody always finishes the job, eventually.
It only happened 'cause he downed tools in a hurry to bail.
Well, can't blame him there.
I mean, I've heard of a shotgun wedding but a shotgun divorce...
that's a new one.
- Perhaps it's an Australian thing. - Sorry?
Who's getting a shotgun divorce?
Lovely squid rings.
I'm always needing people to cover
so I'm going to be needing you a lot.
- Great. - Is everything OK?
- What do you mean? - Well, you just don't seem quite as
enthusiastic about the teaching thing as you did before.
Oh, no, I can't wait. My bank balance is gonna love it.
I'm not so sure about Billy but...
But, this is about the secret?
You know the secret?
- I was let in on it. Yeah. - You were?
I guess they thought it was best that I knew.
And Katie, honestly, it's no biggie.
Really? Because they all thought it was a biggie.
I've been sworn to secrecy. You really don't care?
These things happen.
Oh! Thank god!
You're being so understanding about it. I am so, so glad you know.
I've been feeling sick keeping it from you.
Katie, it's fine. Honestly, it sounds like she deserved it.
And if I'd been holding a beetroot salad,
I probably would've done the same thing.
Oh.
Oh, my god. I'm so sorry. I've crossed the line.
No. No, you didn't.
Hey, there's nothing to be ashamed of.
Katie? Is there something else?
OK, let's do this.
Hand them over.
OK, Woody, you are off the hook.
Officially divorced.
Thanks.
Ah, yeah. Yeah, thanks.
I'd like to say 'any time' but, let's just keep it to the once, eh?
Probably not a bad idea.
So, I guess we're done, then. Yep.
Oh, no. Actually, no, there is one other thing.
Um, the engagement ring.
Well, remember, it was my mum's and, um...
Oh, you want to give it to your Tracey.
Is that alright?
Yes, of course.
You want to keep it in the family.
- Yeah, something like that. - Lucky I can still get it off, here.
There you go. Ta.
Would you mind if I kept the wedding ring?
Why?
It just kind of helps keep truckers at bay when they're hitting on me.
What, does that happens a fair bit, does it?
Yeah, just a little.
- Why? You jealous? - No.
Good. 'Cause we're not married anymore.
Nah.
It was really good to see you again, Woody.
So, I guess you'll be leaving in the morning?
- Yes. - Alright, I'll make you breakfast.
Despite the odds and the lethal beasts, George,
I truly believe your marvellous plan actually worked.
- Will we stay in touch? - Yeah, yeah, yeah, definitely.
I'd really, really like that.
Should I call - call you Dad, I guess?
Wow. Uh, 'Dad'. That's epic.
Yeah, I'd like that even more.
- OK, see ya later. - Alright.
Good to see you again. You, too.
- Thanks again for your hospitality. - You're welcome.
- See ya, Pop. - Bye.
I'm gonna be on the lookout for rogue kangaroo,
camel and hippopotami.
On the Continent of Death.
- Stop the car. - What?
OK, I've had an idea.
And it might be crazy and it might not be a great idea
because sometimes I do have ideas that aren't great,
but I think you just gotta get them out there then they're out there.
But this is a pretty...
It's a pretty out-there idea.
What if, instead of going to boarding school,
- Poppy came to Weld for a bit? - Uh, Woody...
No, George, I gotta say this. Just to see how it is.
She could hang out with me and I could get to know her better
because, Poppy, I would really...
really like to get to know you better.
And Weld's like a school, like a life school.
It made me a heaps better person and it's actually got a real school,
so... what do you reckon?
It's up to you, kiddo.
- You'd be OK with that? - Yeah.
Sounds like Weld's a pretty good place and...
I think you'd be in really good hands.
- Sounds better than boarding school. - Yes!
- I can pack real fast. - Yes! Do it!
- Ha, ha! - What about you?
I'll be fine here. I'll tell you what.
I'll come and visit you one time. See Weld for myself.
Do you think she looks like me? 'Cause I...
What about Tracey?
I think she's ready for the truth.
I'm not married but, I have a daughter.
I reckon she's gonna be as stoked as me, mate.
Smiler, perhaps you should stand down on this one.
Oh, yeah.
Right.
Let's go meet Trace.
- I'm a little nervous. - Hey? Oh, yeah, me too.
But don't worry. We don't have to be 'cause Trace is like...
She's, like, the nicest person, ever. Like, the best person.
Well, she must be if she wants to marry you, right?
Yeah. Yeah.
Actually, Poppy, just on second thoughts, maybe I'll go in first,
- just to explain, on my own. - Yeah. OK. I get it.
OK. Cheers.
George, you might come in, though, and help me be on my own, yeah?
Yeah, sure, Woody.
I'll keep the engine running.
Hey, Trace!
We're back.
Trace?
We just got back.
- Hey! - How was the conference?
Yeah, OK. The conference, alright.
- The thing about the conference is... - There was no conference, Woody.
- Eh? - I found out.
It seems I was the last to know.
- OK. Well, I can explain. - So I've had all night to think
about how I feel about it, being the last to know.
Yeah, but first of all, you just need to know...
Why did I think there was a conference?
'Cause you told me there was.
'Cause you fabricated the whole thing to cover up a secret,
which, as it turns out, everybody else knew about, as well.
So I'm humiliated... and embarrassed...
and most of all, hurt.
I'm hurt that you didn't trust me enough
to think that we could work through this together.
That's how I feel.
OK. And I get it, I get it.
It does, it looks bad, OK?
But... babe, I went to Australia for a really special reason...
To get divorced from a marriage I knew nothing about.
Yeah, but it slipped my mind,
because stuff like that slips my mind. You know that, Trace, alright?
And I went there because I wanted to get this.
It was my mum's and I really wanted you to be able to wear it.
I want you to leave, Woody.
- Tracey, perhaps I can explain... - You, too, George.
Go!
- How'd it go? - Woody.
OK. Not well.
What little stuff you actually have.
OK, Trace, Trace, just wait, wait, wait. Please, look.
I know this is really, really, really bad timing and everything,
um, but... this is my daughter.
You have a daughter now?
- That slip your mind as well? - No, no, no.
It's not... Trace, it's not like that. I only just found out myself!
- Woody, we should go now. - Trace. Just, if you just meet...
No, no, Woody. Woody, come on. Poppy, let's go. Come on.
♪ What if I'm wrong? ♪
♪ I pass you on the street ♪
♪ Eyes go down ♪
♪ And your number's on the screen... ♪
The best-laid plans ultimately mean nothing.
It's how one weathers the storm that sets the men apart from the boys...
and the mice from the men.
♪ What if I'm wrong? ♪
Bathroom's mine!
♪ My bones say, "Follow your heart." ♪
♪ Always go with what my bones say ♪
♪ And my bones will tear us apart ♪
Thanks for the digs, George.
Things didn't exactly go to plan, eh?
No, Woody.
They did not.
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