Thank you.
[ doorbell rings ]
Hello?
MAN: [ over intercom ] It's OK. Come in.
Head straight down the hallway. You'll hit the living area.
There's wine. Help yourself.
MEL: Mmm.
Yum.
MAN: Mmm, I agree.
You like what you see?
So far.
MAN: Do that again.
He wants me.
He wants me not.
He wants me little.
Oh, dear. One's fallen down there.
I'll get it.
Help yourself.
Ah!
On a business trip.
Yeah.
For yourself?
Older. Wiser.
[ sighs ]
I play rugby.
Can we do this?
- What? No talking? - No, we can talk later.
You might be too exhausted.
I hope so.
No, no. I want to do that.
OK.
So these are gonna have to come off.
If you wish.
Chloe? [ whistles ]
Chloe! [ claps loudly ]
- What time is it? - What are they doing over there?
- I just had the weirdest dream. - Chloe...
Oh, I moved them.
- Yes, I can see that. - They were freaking me out.
They're ornaments from nature.
They're spooky, Nat.
OK, let's just agree
that if you move anything...
...that you let me know.
- OK? - OK.
I promise not to move any of your stuff without your permission.
Cross my heart and hope to die good-looking.
- Chloe... - No, it's fine.
My life is going down the drain,
and you're worried about a couple of dead fish.
See you in there, Chloe.
Wait, Nat. Aren't you gonna give me...
...a lift?
The guy on the left, his name's Smith.
Ugly little turd.
[ chuckles ] What do you want him for?
He's the guy who got rid of Tippi,
one of my girls.
Heard you lost someone.
Why now?
Things have come to a head.
It's a long story.
Oh, I don't mind.
Everybody around me is imploding and somehow...
...it all comes back to this.
What do we do when we find him?
- Call me. - And then?
And then we'll talk about it.
I've got a few ideas, if you like?
Maybe later.
Why come to me, Natalie?
You knew Dad's business.
Yeah.
Yout father and I, we picked the same scabs.
[ laughs ]
There'll be a cost for this.
There always is.
[ woman screams ]
- [ screams and pants ] - MAN: Get down here.
Get down. Get in there! Now give me your bag.
[ yells ] Give me your bag!
Come here. Take your knickers off. Take them off.
- Take them off! - I'm not wearing any.
Ooh!
You're a naughty little girl, aren't ya?
Come here. Turn around. Turn around.
Oh, say my name.
- Why should I, huh? - Oh, please, please.
I've got you right where I want you, Jemima.
Oh, God. [ pants ]
- Now quack. - Huh? What?
Quack like a duck. Come on.
Quack, quack, quack.
- Again. Do it again. - Quack.
- Do it again. - Quack, quack.
[ whispers ]
- Quack. - Quack, quack.
- [ yells ] - Quack.
[ both pant and laugh ]
Hey, Nat.
Sean.
You want to know what I'm doing here?
No, but I'm sure you're going to tell me.
Would you... would you like to know...
...what I've been up to?
Pass.
I bet you don't have a brother or a sister.
Hmm?
I'm an only child, not that there's anything wrong with that.
- Yeah, I thought so. - Really?
Yeah, it just seems like you have a problem
attaching yourself to anyone.
Why are you doing this?
'Cause I'm interested, Nat.
Must have been lonely, growing up with, you know...
...no-one to play with, no-one to share your secrets with,
no-one to hate your parents with.
You are just trying to work me out because you want to manipulate me.
Is that what you're doing?
No, I just want to get to know you, Nat.
I don't know. Did you have a favourite toy?
Come on, Nat.
Just talk to me, please.
A doll.
I only had one.
A doll.
Just one. So what was its name?
Delilah.
Delilah?
That's a sexy name for a doll.
She wasn't. She didn't have any hair.
I cut it all off.
[ laughs ] You cut all its hair off?
Why doesn't that surprise me?
I got carried away.
It's brutal, you know that? It's brutal.
Sean, I've got stuff to do.
It's OK, Nat. It's fine.
- It's a busy day. - Yeah, it's fine.
You just let me know when you want to go for that drink, huh?
You would have been a doll.
When you were a kid, I reckon you would have been a doll.
You left your... badge...
Seriously, you could sleep on the couch at my place.
Oh, look, it's OK. Josh will be gone in a few days.
Well, the offer's there if you need it.
Thanks.
Here.
What's this?
It's a breaking up with your boyfriend gift.
Oh. You liked Josh.
Yeah, when I had to.
- Now I think he's a rotten bastard. - Mm.
It's weird, him not being around.
Mm-hm.
He kept me sane. Well, he made me feel normal.
Hmm, see. That was your mistake.
What? Falling for somebody?
No, using a man to legitimise yourself.
- Oh, is that what I was doing? - Yes.
It's wrapping paper - you need to rip it.
- Ooh! - There.
- Aw! - See? Not broken at all.
- It's so daintly. - No gushing, OK?
- Want me to put it on? - Yeah.
- You got it? - Yep.
It's beautiful.
- Do you know what you need? - What do I need?
A 19-year-old rugby player...
Mm-hm.
...with an arse like an apple.
- Mmm. Client? - Mm-hm. Marc.
Oh, his skin, Chloe. It's so...
- 19? - Mmm.
- Does he know what he's doing? - Oh, yeah.
When he saw my twat, he said, "Open sesame."
[ both laugh ]
HEATHER: It's just like taking a dog for a walk.
And this just clicks on here.
- [ clears throat ] Good boy. - [ barks ]
Shush!
Up, up, up. Come on.
Good. Good boy.
- [ snarls ] - Hey!
- Ow! - Now, that is overstepping the line.
- Is it? - Yes! You have to have permission.
What happens when you get caught up in it?
Just remember, the other person is your priority.
The rest is just instinct. OK?
- Uh-huh. - Good. Now, stand...
- ...and beg. - [ whimpers ]
- Beg! - [ whimpers loudly ]
You have a client waiting.
Cool.
Ta.
Still waiting.
Yeah, I'm going.
I was just getting Heather to teach me some stuff,
expand my skill base.
See?
Maybe you should work on your people skills first, Sean.
[ phone rings ]
- Natalie speaking. - Oh, hi. It's Jemima.
Yes?
Yeah, I'd like to make another booking with Sean, please?
He's not available, I'm sorry.
Oh.
I'm not sure how long he'll be. He's on a break.
Oh, really? he didn't mention that to me.
Try somewhere else. Sorry.
Hello, Amy.
This is Natalie, calling on behalf of Sean.
Hello, Susan. This is Natalie, calling on behalf of Sean.
Hello. Penny. This is Natalie, calling on behalf of Sean.
I'm thinking of going to New York later in the year,
just for a week or two.
Oh, lucky you.
You could come. Keep me company.
My shout. Two weeks.
I'll cover the hotel, flights. You just bring some shopping money.
Sounds fabulous!
- October, then? - Absolutely.
- Pick a hotel. - Uh, you choose.
Well, there's the Madison Hill. That's very nice.
And Laver's.
They have ozone showers.
David, could you excuse me for a moment?
- Sure. Be quick, though. - Of course.
[ laughs ] Gently!
Is this gentle enough?
Let's just do it here.
- [ moans ] - Do you want me?
No, no. We have to stop, Marc. We have to...
Sorry.
Icebergs... Antarctica...
That helps, does it?
Uh-huh.
That's enough.
Let's go back to my place.
- I can't. - Why not?
Well, there's a guy in there paying for my drinks.
You don't want to go back to him now.
I have to.
Can I see you tonight?
Maybe. But I'll call you.
Thanks.
Haven't you been home yet?
No.
Are you just gonna let Josh take over your house?
I'm giving him a few days to get organised.
[ chuckles ] I love the smell of denial in the evening.
[ sighs ] What am I supposed to do,
dip us Tippi and have it out with her?
- Don't blame Tippi for this. - I'm not.
Well, then, why don't you just kick him out?
Because...
Because you're blaming her.
Chicks always blame each other.
So you don't have to cut him off.
Hey, Josh, it's me.
Listen, um...
- How did you go? - [ sighs ] He won't budge.
I'm sure he thinks that if he just waits me out, I'll come around.
- Well, you normally do. - No, I don't.
You always fall back into his arms.
Why are you being such a hard-arse about this?
- I'm just being supportive. - Uh-huh.
I can't do it.
Can't do what?
- See that couple there? - Uh-huh.
- Are they yours? - Yep.
I don't want them. Why don't you take them?
A couple? Uh-uh. No way.
No, they're perfect. They'll put you off being in a relationship for good.
In a totally fun way.
They're doing some sort of sex study.
It's very... objective.
- Names? - Jack and Eloise.
- Not the Jack? - The one and only.
Oh. Well, are you sure you want to pass him on?
Today, he can be yours.
Please, Chloe.
You owe me.
Hi, I'm Chloe.
Hello, there.
So have you spoken to Heather much?
About us - what we're into.
If there was something you did with her that you liked,
I'm happy to give it a go.
Maybe we should pursue something totally different.
Yeah, but I like what we did with Heather.
So did I, but I think we should be open to Chloe's input as well.
And I'm just saying, babe, it might be valuable
to see if we react the same way we did with Heather.
I'm sure you will, Jack.
What does that mean?
Do you guys want me to leave you so that you can discuss this?
- No, no. It's fine. - No, no.
When do you think Heather will be back, anyway?
Uh, I'm not sure exactly, but soon.
Maybe we should get started.
- Sure. - I'm ready.
You're beautiful. Isn't she, Jack?
Mm-hm.
So what have I got on today?
Oh, not much. Julie at 12:00.
- The old lady? - Mm.
- What, that's it? - Mm.
Well, what have I got on tomorrow?
Um...
Annabelle at 2:00. And then you're free.
- What about Jemima? I always do her. I thought you didn't like her.
[ screams ] Shit!
Yeah, well, I changed my mind.
Well, she's cancelled.
I thought we had a great time.
Maybe you pissed her off.
SEAN: Turn around!
- Did she say something? - Why? What have you been doing?
- SEAN: Now quack. - JEMIMA: Quack! Quack!
Quack, quack!
No, nothing. Just the usual stuff.
Hmm.
Well, things often slow down when the sparkle of the new wears off.
If anything turns up, I'll give you a call.
OK.
Come back any time soon. 'Bye.
- Hello, you two. - This is a surprise.
Chloe said you weren't here.
Yeah, I know. I asked her to.
Look, you guys are great,
but I've just had second thoughts about getting involved with a couple.
- Really? - Yeah, it's totally my own issue.
You should stick with Chloe. She's an absolute professional.
Sounds like a good idea.
Cool. Great.
Well, take it easy.
[ moaning ]
[ gasps ]
[ moans ]
You're really good at that.
Oh, am I?
[ laughs ] Yeah.
Always room for improvement, I reckon.
So you're a perfectionist?
Oh, I'm working on it.
I feel like a drink. You want one?
Yeah, please.
Got something for you.
- Oh, yeah? - Uh-huh.
You ready for more?
I'm into it if you are.
Uh, no.
- Yes. - Marc, I don't want to.
Come on, open up.
Oh, you want me to eat it.
Yeah, what did you think I meant?
Nothing. I'm just not hungry.
Do people really ask you to do that sort of thing?
Well, my client base is pretty straight
so those kinds of requests are...
But they do ask you?
Well, you know, usually they just want ordinary stuff, but...
I guess, occasionally.
Mel, I'm sorry. It's none of my business.
No. Look, I should go.
No. I'm really sorry, OK? I'm an idiot.
I... I don't know what I'm doing.
Look, let's not complicate things.
Let's just have some fun.
Cool.
But no bananas. [ giggles ]
Hey.
How'd you go with Jack and Eloise?
Yeah, OK.
What did you think of him?
Uh... well, he's very attractive, isn't he?
[ chuckles ] I don't know. They both are.
And he certainly seems to know what he wants.
What makes you say that?
I got the impression that he would have preferred to have seen you.
[ whines ]
Oh, jeez, Chloe, he really...
He really what?
[ sighs ] You know...
That's just a physical thing. It was an orgasm. It happens on a good day.
It wasn't the standard work-related accident.
Why is it such a big deal?
[ sighs ] Because...
...I'm Wonder Woman.
Right.
You know...
"All our hopes are pinned on you and the magic that you do."
Do you think...?
Is this place changing me?
In what way?
What if...
..my sexuality is being affected
because of what we do here?
It was one orgasm.
Yeah, I know.
But...
...I feel like he took something that I just wasn't prepared to give.
Well, maybe it's just another part of you opening up.
I didn't think I'd shut anything off.
You're not gonna lose yourself just because one client got to you.
Has it happened with anyone else?
No.
[ sighs ] Just him.
OK. Well, maybe you should test it out with someone else.
Hello, handsome. I'm Wonder Woman.
Look at me.
[ groans ]
Oh, jeez.
Yeah.
NAT: Natalie's phone.
Messages will be returned whenever possible.
[ machine beeps ]
Hey, it's just me. I thought you might, um... like to have a chat.
I haven't got anything new to talk about.
I could make something up.
If you want me to.
- MEL: Seana! Sean! - Yep? Mm-hm?
- There you are. - Here I am.
Not doing anything... special?
Should I be?
Oh, I don't know. Work, perhaps?
There's not a lot of call for pudgy escorts.
Yeah, but they're the perfect relief from boredom
'cause they're crunchy and they get stuck in your teeth.
You know, work is also a great relief from boredom.
Yeah, it's been a bit quiet on that front lately.
Oh.
When did they start dropping off?
[ sighs ] Oh... yesterday, the day before.
Did you ask any of them why?
No. Nat handles all that.
Well, you should find out for yourself, though.
You gotta hustle, Sean.
- Hustle, hustle, hustle! - Yeah, alright.
Yeah, well, you've got to find ways to...
...I don't know... make people attach themselves to you.
I thought the trick was to stop them getting attached.
Yes, while desperately needing you enough to pay large sums of money.
- [ chuckles ] What's with this here? - What?
No, it's just... You're smiling.
[ laughs sarcastically ] Like I never do that.
Oh, not like this. It's coming from your eyes, Melly. What is it?
- No. I know. - Greasy hands off the leather.
- Tell me. Tell me. - Sean!
[ muffled sobs ]
- CHLOE: Nat? - Hang on. Hang on.
Hi.
What are you doing?
Just looking for something.
Oh. What? Maybe I can give you a hand.
Sorry?
Uh, what are you looking for?
Shoes.
A very particular pair.
Hmm.
Oh, it looks like hard work.
Huh?
You've got a little bit of sweat on your lip.
Oh.
- Sorry. - Uh-huh.
- Um, you stay here. - Yep.
I was gonna make some cheese on toast. Would you like some?
No. I'll pass, thank you.
OK. Sorry.
[ sighs ]
Hey, Jemima. Hey.
Hey. What are you doing here? I thought our deal was I call you.
Yeah, sorry. This is just a one-off.
Well, quickly. I need to get to work.
Sure.
I just wanted to know -
I didn't take you somewhere
you didn't want to go the other day, did I?
The stairs was my idea.
Yeah, no, I know. But the duck thing...
It was my idea, wasn't it?
Yes.
- You did it 'cause I wanted to. - I had a good time.
- You sure? - Yes, Sean.
It's just... I'd prefer not to talk it through, if you don't mind.
Yeah. Yeah, yeah, sure, it's fine.
I just wanted to say that...
...I'm sorry if I made you feel weird in any way.
This is weird. The duck was great.
Really.
- [ chuckles ] - OK.
- I've got to go. - Yeah.
Oh, um, have a good trip. Call me when you're back on board.
Right.
Hey, Nat, leave that. I'll do it.
No. No, no. No.
See you in there.
- Chloe? - Yeah?
Maybe you should move into a hotel
until Josh moves on.
Look, I love having you here...
No, you don't.
OK, maybe not 'love'...
...but I'm happy to pay.
[ sighs ]
It's just... I mean...
You don't wanna get your hands dirty.
Look, I take my responsibility for you guys very seriously.
We're not your responsibility, Nat. We're your friends.
Look, I'm just saying now is not the time to get sentimental, OK?
Tippi is dead, Josh and you have split up
and my couch is just...
You don't mind dropping a hand grenade into people's lives, do you?
- I'm trying to help. - Yeah.
And I'm trying to feel my way through this.
I thought you would get that.
OK, fine. Stay. Do whatever you need.
- Do you want to know what I need? - [ sighs ]
Probably what Tippi needed when that creep Martin attacked her.
- I told her to go to the police. - Some understanding.
Not "Get yourself together. Get on with your life."
She didn't want my help.
Hi. Thought you might like an update.
- What are you doing here? - Can I come in?
No.
I'm flat chat next week. Can't fit another client in.
Well, I'm glad to see you're actively chasing new clients.
Oh, no. No, it's not new clients, it's just...
...all the ones in...
...here.
Must have been some kind of mistake, huh?
It's all fixed now. All under control.
- Is it? - Yeah, completely.
Well, thanks.
Let me come inside, Nat. It's time.
What for?
You've been working me around to this for weeks -
trying to turn me into your object.
Your object?
We've been having phone sex, Nat.
[ laughs ] It's called conversation.
Oh, really? 'Cause it sounded like you were getting off.
I...
...was laughing.
Hmm? Sure got me going.
Oh, well, that's really charming.
I'm just saying, Nat, one-man shows get boring.
No.
Come on, Nat. You know it's gonna happen. It's just a bit of fun.
No.
You can leave those on if you like.
Oh, Nat!
Come on, Nat. You can't hide forever.
Bill.
Chloe.
What are you doing here?
I work here.
Really?
Mm. Opiate of the masses.
- Oh. - Would you like one?
Yeah, I would love a latte.
Just making myself one.
How are things down at, um...?
232?
Same, same.
I've always wondered how they do that.
The leaf is easy. My Eiffel Tower needs work though.
Hmm. Here.
Oh, no, no. It's on the house. Please.
Thanks.
I stuffed it, didn't I?
Oh, I think we both did.
You'd think I'd be better at this, wouldn't you?
I don't see why
having sex all day would make you an expert on relationships.
Yeah, OK. Maybe it would.
Oh, it's OK.
Nobody seems to be able to separate the work I do from who I am.
I don't think I can sometimes.
Eugh. Listen to me.
I find it interesting.
It wears off, trust me.
I should get going.
Sure.
Thanks for the coffee. 'Bye.
Ciao.
Mel?
MEL: I'm in here.
Hey, have you seen...? Oh, there it is.
What?
Could you ask before you borrow?
Sorry.
Where are you off to?
I'm staying at a friend's place for a few days.
Oh. A client?
Yeah, um... sort of.
Uh-oh.
No.
Yes. Little Miss Know-It-All's getting involved.
I'm having a little bit of fun. Is that OK with you?
You're supposed to make them need you, not the other way around, Mel.
Yeah, yeah.
Who is he?
Marc.
- What's he do? - Don't know, don't care.
Why don't you stay focused on your own career?
That's fixed.
Yeah, Nat just needed a bit of... sorting out.
Only fools try to sort out Nat.
Clever people keep their distance.
[ chuckles ]
Well, have fun.
- Drink? - Pass.
Oh, hang on.
There you go.
Perfect.
I found your turd.
Give me the details.
I think it's time I let the police know about Smith.
Waste of time.
Dead hookers don't make it very high on their list of priorities.
I'll make them.
No. You do this yourself.
- I don't think so. - You have to.
She was one of your own.
Nicky would have done.
He was a prick but at least he had a sense of honour.
Helped him to a nice, early grave.
"As our grief falls flat and hollow
"on the billion-bloodied sea."
[ chuckles ] Bukowski.
You're quoting literature while we're discussing...
...whatever.
Romance.
Revenge.
It's useful in a lot of situations.
You need to stop fluffing around, girl.
- Find the guts for your revenge. - Give me the address.
When you've got a plan - a proper, foolproof plan -
then I'll give you the address.
You know, all I need now is a good foot massage.
[ laughs ]
Go on, then.
- Yeah. - Go on.
I'm sure there's some parts of the world where slavery is still legal,
but it's not here.
It is not slavery.
- What, then? - It's a gesture.
Yeah. A loving gesture.
And we're not loving, are we?
No. We most certainly are not.
Good.
When and if we get loving,
then I'll think about massaging your feet.
I feel like a surf. How about we go to the beach house?
I'm happy to watch but I will not be surfing.
Why not?
I've barely seen a surfboard, let alone actually surfed.
Oh, that's just wrong.
I'll have to teach you.
Oh, yeah, that's me. I'm just totally a surfer chick.
Yep. Let's go, surfie chick.
Come on. Come on.
[ groans ]
[ dials phone ]
WOMAN: You have no new messages.
[ sighs ]
[ call connects ]
BONNIE: Hey, it's Bonnie. Leave a message.
Hey, Bon, it's mum. How are you?
Um... uh... could you give me a call back as soon as you can?
I've got some news about me and Josh.
So... yeah. If you could call me soon, that would be great.
I miss you.
OK. 'Bye.
[ sighs ]
- Hello. - Hey.
Are you alright? You look exhausted.
Thanks.
I'm fine. I just... just need a good night's sleep in a proper bed.
Oh, is Nat keeping you awake?
It's her bats, isn't it? Flapping around the room.
It's a nice place.
Come on, Chloe. Spill the beans. You're the first to make it inside.
[ laughs ] Hey, look who it is.
Do you want me to handle him for you?
No. I can do this.
You sure?
Yeah.
I just let my guard slip for a moment.
And I only have to give what I want.
You're buying me a drink?
Please, don't look at me. [ gasps ]
[ yells ]
[ whimpers ]
[ whines ]
This is no longer a science project, is it?
I guess not.
You weren't speeding, were you?
Uh, maybe we should swap seats.
[ chuckles ] I've had way more to drink than you.
You'll be fine. You've had, what - two drinks in three hours?
[ sighs ]
Can I see your licence, please, sir?
Yeo. [ clears throat ]
I'm sorry, officer. I've left it at home.
It's an offence not to carry it with you at all times. You know that?
Maybe I could bring it in to the station tomorrow.
What's your name?
Marc Macfarlane.
I'll just run a quick check.
Yep. No worries.
- One moment please. - Sure.
They're just revenue-raising.
You OK? What's wrong?
She's calling my name in.
Yeah, so?
I haven't got a licence. Not a full one, anyway.
- Oh. You're still on your P's. - No.
That's alright. Look, I can take our way out of this.
- I shouldn't be driving. - Why not?
I haven't got a licence.
So you're disqualified?
No... I'm not allowed to.
Why not?
Come on, speak.
I'm not old enough. I'm 17.
Well... I will be in a couple of months.
That's poetry. That is pure poetry.
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