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VOICEOVER: Previously on The Heights...
We could do something with an Aboriginal theme.
- I don't know much about it. - Enough.
- She's my grandmother. I deserve to know! - I said enough! Ow!
You could buy 100 shirts...
you're still never gonna fit in with those people.
Well, Sully's a good boy and all you do is take, take, take.
Yeah, we're just friends.
What, concert tickets, loans, things from the shop?
Oh. Did you want some weed for Audrey?
Uh, no. I want to do this.
Home! Way better than being at the hospital.
We bought all the newspapers, and I polished your iPad with Windex
so it's all ready for Scrabble games.
And we bought you this poncho.
And it's really easy to put on.
- I'll look ridiculous. - No, you won't. You'll look cool.
Pew, pew, pew! Go ahead! Make my day.
Want me to grab you something to eat while I'm out, Dad?
Not hungry. Nice of Mich to be here too.
He's going to be here later.
Yeah, we'll see.
Uh, the nurse can't come until tomorrow, but I'll be here today.
I don't want you fussing.
I'm not leaving you on your own.
I could look after him.
You are going to school.
Right now, actually. We're late.
Come on.
Can't I just stay home and help?
Listen to your mother!
Maybe later, OK?
Come on.
I'll be back soon, Dad.
Try not to break anything else while I'm gone.
I think I'm getting sick.
- What with? - Sore throat. Achey.
Need to stay home?
No. Just wanted some sympathy.
- Oh, shnookums. - Mmm.
That'll do.
You look good.
Just a bit of lippy.
Trying to impress someone from work?
Oh, God, no.
It's more like stopping them asking me why I look so tired.
It's like, "This is my normal face!"
Tired is my normal face.
Got you there.
You doing anything after school?
Told you, the art thingo with Mich.
Why? What are you doing?
After work? Nothing.
Might have a bath, read a book.
Cool.
- Can I use the bathroom now? - Mm.
(PHONE RINGS)
♪ You say you'd die for me ♪
♪ But you don't wanna get hurt ♪
Hey. It's a early morning call.
- Don't get TOO excited! - Oh, no, I wouldn't. Wouldn't do that.
What if I told you Sabine is going to be with Mich this arvo?
Well, that's very interesting.
You don't want to come to mine, do you?
Yeah, I... I'd, uh... I'd... I'd love to.
I get off around 4:30.
I get off WORK around 4:30.
(CHUCKLES) That sounds great.
I'll, uh... look forward to it.
♪ Tell me what's on your mind ♪
♪ You always say that it's just a waste of time ♪
♪ Stay with me, stay with me ♪
♪ Two lovers intertwined... ♪
How are you feeling?
I'll be right.
Can we talk about how this happened?
Tripped and fell.
That's not what it was, Dad.
Mich wants to figure out who he is.
He's a Farrell. Pretty simple.
That's not what he's asking.
Well, he went about it the wrong way.
So which way is the right way?
Leave it, Leonie.
Mich is Aboriginal, but he knows hardly anything about it.
Then why doesn't he ask his father?
And he might one day.
But he's obviously not ready.
Yeah, well, that makes two of us.
This is exactly what you did to me whenever I asked about Mum.
And I put up with it.
But you know what?
I will not sit back and watch you do this to my children.
I told you everything you needed to know.
Which was nothing.
Whenever I asked about her, you'd go silent.
There'd be days of sulking,
me wondering whether you were ever going to start talking to me again.
I mean... you just erased her.
I will not have this conversation with you again.
And there's the problem.
Let her go, please. She's dead.
Are you ashamed that she's Aboriginal?
Leave the past in the past.
That you have an Aboriginal daughter? Aboriginal grandchildren?
You don't know what you're talking about.
Because you never told me!
Are you ashamed?
I am not ashamed of her.
Then why don't you ever acknowledge who she was?
Because it killed her!
What are we doing today?
Court, funeral or woman?
I just like looking good.
Do you?
- (PHONE BUZZES) - Oh. Um, hang on a sec.
Hello again.
Uh, need a favour.
Sorry to ask.
Think you could bring over some of Audrey's medication?
- She's out. - Yeah, sure.
Oh, and would you be able to pick up some cookie dough?
She likes choc chip.
Um, she likes choc chip.
Yeah, I can do one better. I can make them for you.
Really? Oh, that'd be lovely.
Thank you.
OK. See ya.
Uh, funeral.
My second cousin, on my grandmother's side.
SABINE: Everyone else must have their ideas by now.
MICH: So?
We need to think of something.
Dirt.
You know, I seriously worry about your commitment, friendo.
- I'm committed. - Not as committed as me.
I mean, I probably have the plague and I'm still here, working on it.
You don't have the plague.
Swine flu, then.
What are you lot up to?
We've got an art assignment about urban renewal
and we can't think of anything.
- Urban renewal? - Yeah. Mich's great idea is dirt.
Mm! I like it. It's clever.
It is?
We all belong to her: Mother Earth.
Dirt. (CHUCKLES)
But some people think the earth belongs to them.
You mean white people?
Not only white people, my girl.
Black people too.
Lots of different people.
They don't care about our sacred places.
They don't care what it means to us.
It's where our heart is, in the dirt.
Our people sing and dance on the dirt.
We learn from drawings in the dirt.
We can find food and water by digging the dirt.
I think urban renewal means... people have gotta be more mindful
of the place they live,
and the people who belong to that place.
Oh, things were different back then, but your mother was tough...
more than anyone I knew,
to put up with all the things she had to put up with.
And she still saw beauty in the world.
Still... still marvelled at it.
That was one of the things that... that made me fall in love with her.
I didn't care that Nora was Aboriginal. I didn't see that.
Look, everyone else might've.
I saw her for who she was.
If you loved her that much, why have we never gone to visit her?
See her grave?
You look like her.
So in a way her memory never went away.
But you kept her memory alive only for yourself.
Your mother died... because I wasn't there.
If I was there, the nurses would have given her a bed and...
... and the proper care she needed.
(TEARFULLY) She... she wouldn't have been left for dead.
To give birth on the veranda.
They knew there were complications but no-one cared!
One less black to worry about.
There.
- Now you have it. (SNIFFLES) - (PHONE RINGS)
You better get that.
(PHONE CONTINUES RINGING, DOOR CLOSES)
Oh! You got enough food there?
I'm a growing boy.
Hey, give us a roll.
Nah. Why do you think I'm eating out here, man?
- Got enough seagulls at home. - (CHUCKLES)
Your new friends seem cool.
What do they do?
I honestly don't know.
Anyway, I'm kinda taking a break from them.
How come?
Always end up with a hangover.
How's school going?
Your cousin's a bit terrifying.
- Laila? - Yeah.
(LAUGHS) Yeah.
You know she gets away with it because I sign her detention slips?
What?
Probably shouldn't have told you that.
No, probably not.
Here.
- Thanks. - (DOOR ALERT BUZZES)
Hey, Mum.
- I know what you need. - Yeah?
Someone with a good job, as handsome as you are,
who lives in a good area. And tall.
No, I don't. I'm good.
You are catch! Why can't you find someone nice?
I don't have time for this. I'm gonna get ready for soccer.
I told you no more soccer!
Look at your face.
I'll be careful.
If you want to find a good boyfriend,
you need this handsome face.
SABINE: What're you doing?
There's this drink that Dad makes every time we get sick.
- What's in it? - Rat poo.
Well, as long as it's organic.
So, you reckon we can use what Uncle Max said for our project?
'Cause it kind of felt like he gave it to us, as a gift, right?
Why do we gotta do any of this anyway?
'Cause you haven't come to the table with a better idea,
and you said you wanted to.
Yeah, but you already got the stuff from the library,
so I had to go along with it, didn't I?
And it's annoying that you're making me think
about all this stuff in the first place.
What's up? You've been a sourpants for days.
My family's messed up.
What are you talking about? Your mum and dad are great.
Pav's not my real dad. You know that, right?
Yeah.
My real dad is Aboriginal and he lives in Brisbane.
And he's got his own family now,
and I used to go and visit him when I was younger, but...
... I don't do it anymore.
And the thing is, Mum's mum is Aboriginal too,
so I get it from both sides.
I just look like this weirdo between my parents.
You don't look like a weirdo.
And we don't talk about it either, the fact that I'm black
and literally everybody in my family looks white.
You know? It's this massive unspoken thing in my house,
and it sucks.
- Come here. - No. No, no, no, no, no.
Give me a hug!
Now I'VE got the plague.
You should go and talk to them.
No, it's alright.
Doesn't sound like it's right.
Seriously, what's the worst that can happen?
They could yell at me.
I yell at you all the time.
Yeah, true.
(KNOCKS) Dad?
I think about her every day, you know.
I tried not to.
Especially after I married Mandy.
I imagined putting all of Nora into a filing cabinet in my brain
and... and locking it up.
Every now and then the filing cabinet
would open of its own accord, memories flying.
I'd chase the papers around in my head and lock them away again.
I made what I thought was the best choice for you in every moment.
I knew your life would be very different if you grew up Aboriginal.
But I am Aboriginal.
Yeah, I... I know. That's not what I meant.
I... I did what I thought was right.
I wanted to protect you.
All of a sudden on my own with a... a newborn.
I saw how your mother was treated
and I dedicated myself to taking you away from all that...
giving you the life I thought she deserved.
IRIS: Jackie's son is gay, I'm telling you.
Always off to watch the musicals.
No-one cares these days.
It's time he come out of the cupboard.
Condom. Who's the lucky lady?
No lady.
- Lucky man? - No man, no lady.
You know any nice gay men?
Yeah, I know a few, actually.
Hmm. Good job?
Cops.
- How old? - My age.
Too old.
Uh, for cookies.
Ladies don't want cookies.
Ladies want flowers.
Here. $15.
It's a 10% discount. Just got them yesterday.
How about oyster?
They aphrodisiac, you know.
Uh, look, I... I'll just go for the flowers.
- Thanks, Iris. - OK. $38.
Uh... Oh, here you go.
- Thank you. - Thanks. See ya.
- Bye. - (DOOR ALERT BUZZES)
Alright, I'll be back later.
Are there no good men out there?
You should try Tinder.
- Is it like Twitter? - No, it's a dating app.
- How does it work? - I was joking.
- Tell me. - Look, I can't do it. Only Sully can.
You heard him, he's busy.
I make better decision than him, anyway.
Help me do a Tinder for Sully.
I was kidding. I'm not doing that.
I'll pay you.
- Hey. - Hey.
Mum...
I know I'm Aboriginal but how come I don't... feel it?
I guess that's why I want to know more about YOUR mum.
I grew up my whole life not knowing.
Didn't you want to know?
Yeah, I did, but whenever I asked, we'd have the worst fights.
When I turned 18, I started digging around off my own bat.
I hit a lot of brick walls,
but I guess what really stopped me was your grandad's reaction.
When he found out I was looking, he was hurt.
Took it as me questioning the choices he'd made in bringing me up.
So in the end, I had a choice between knowing about my past
or having a dad.
I chose my dad.
I should have been braver. Like you.
I'm not that brave.
Sit down. I've got some things to tell you.
♪ Feeling strong ♪
♪ I'm carefree ♪
- ♪ So carefree... ♪ - (PHONE BUZZES)
Hey. I'm just at your place.
Oh. Um, well, I... I've just knocked so, uh...
(DOOR OPENS)
Yeah. I don't know.
She's just, um, answered the door, actually.
Yeah, so I'm just going to go and deal with this.
OK. Bye.
So you're dating my mother again.
- I wouldn't call it dating. - Ew...
Well, technically I suppose it's dating but, you know...
Please, spare me the details.
OK, fine.
Oh, cookies? Yum!
If you wanna get in my good books...
Uh, no, you can't... You don't want that.
- Serious? - No, come on.
- Really. Seriously. - Give me a cookie, you weirdo.
OK, so, they're not... they're not really regular cookies.
Look, they have... they have cannabis in them.
I am learning so much about my mother today.
No, they're not for your mum.
They're for someone suffering from arthritis.
A likely story.
Marijuana has been used to treat arthritis for like 4,000 years.
In ancient China, they used it as an anaesthetic.
- _ - In fact... Are you OK?
I'm not crying. I have a cold.
Oh. Do you have any garlic or ginger?
I'll make you this killer witches' brew
that'll knock that cold right out of existence.
Mich already made it for me. Disgusting.
I'm sorry, everything you're saying is heaps interesting.
I'm just having boyfriend issues right now.
- _ - Oh, I'm sorry.
I told him I'm sick, and now he's not coming over anymore.
Oh. Maybe he doesn't want to get sick as well.
He's my boyfriend.
Shouldn't he be here, looking after me?
Making me witches' brew?
I mean, I don't wanna feel like he only comes over for...
Never mind.
Did you tell him how you feel?
No. I said, "OK."
Oh, well, you see, right there,
that's the Men Are From Mars, Women Are From Venus thing.
You're too young for that reference, aren't you?
OK. Um, men suck, basically. We are clueless.
Unless you spell everything out for us,
we just do not have any idea what is going on.
But why should that be on me?
Well, it shouldn't, I agree.
But I'm telling you, unless you spell it out for him,
he will be clueless.
Men suck.
Come on, man, put all those banh mis you smashed into good use!
I am, man!
All those late nights, you've lost your form, bro!
Get him, Ashram, get him.
Fraser, get open. Fraser!
Kam's behind you. Kam's behind you.
Go, Kam!
- (WHISTLE BLOWS) - What?!
That's a goal, right?
Good game, buddy.
Fraser, thanks for filling in.
- That was close. - Yeah, but we smashed them.
Yeah, but we wouldn't have if we didn't have a full team.
What are you guys up to now? Post-match beer?
I'm underage and drinking's against my religion.
A simple no would've done, bro.
Langham FC is having an open training session.
- We're gonna go have a look. - Yeah? Awesome.
I'll come.
We're playing Hawthorne next week.
Getting some pro tips.
Well, thanks again.
- I'll catch you tomorrow at school? - Sure.
See ya later. Boys. Boys!
(SPORT PLAYS ON TV)
- Hey, Grandad. - Holding the man!
Get your hands off him, bloody mongrel!
Oh! Kick it to Turner!
Ugh! There's no-one on him!
- (GROANS) - Oh, useless!
Even you could have marked that, Grandad.
Yeah, even with a broken arm.
- (DOOR CLOSES) - Sorry, sorry, sorry.
We had two strokes and a motorbike accident
in the space of about 20 minutes.
It's fine, Mother.
We've just been hanging out, eating cookies.
Pav even gave me some Ayahuasca to wash it down with.
Your daughter's quite the comedian.
Your face!
Although I'm impressed you're so into alternative medicine.
Yeah, well, don't get any ideas.
Hey, Dane's taking me for a trip to the chemist
for some Western medicine.
That cool?
Mmm. As long you're home by 8:30.
- Si? - Capiche.
Remember what we talked about?
Men are clueless. Yep.
- May I ask what that was about? - No, you may not.
- Rule number one... - No talking about kids.
- Mm-hm. - Right. Mm-hm.
- But she's not pregnant? - No, no.
Because that's something...
You'd say something, right,
if there was something I really needed to know?
Sure.
Oh she did mention something about joining the Church of Scientology.
- I don't know. - (LAUGHS)
Because it's a possibility now, right?
And... and she was feeling sick.
With a cold.
- And she knows about us now. - Yeah.
- (LAUGHS) - (LAUGHS)
We don't have to do this, you know.
- Oh, yeah, no, I want to. - Oh, you're good?
Yeah. Uh, let me get my sexy face on. Hang on.
Oh, that's a sexy... See, that's gonna drive me crazy.
(LAUGHS)
- (PHONE BUZZES) - Oh, hang on. Sorry.
I just... I just have to take that.
Hello? Hey, Leonie.
Yeah.
Oh, no, that's cool.
Yeah, no, of course.
OK. Alright.
See you. Bye.
You gotta go?
Uh, yeah. Kat's on a play date.
She needs a lift home.
- Leonie's got... - Got a lot on her plate.
- Yeah. - Yeah.
So... see you soon?
Just, uh, make sure you bring that sexy face.
- Yeah, that's the one. - (LAUGHS)
Keeps me up at night.
- Right, see ya. - See ya.
(SIGHS)
Right, now we need to upload some photos.
How about this?
Not a baby photo, no.
This? He looks strong and serious.
Constipated.
I like it.
Hey, do you have one of these?
I'm 16.
Then how do you know about it?
I'm 16.
Alright.
OK, so now we need stuff in his profile.
We'll start with dislikes.
Dislikes?
Octopus.
Celery.
New car smell.
OK, back to likes.
Um, what does he do for fun?
Go to the aquarium.
When was the last time he went to an aquarium?
We went all the time when he was little.
We'd yell at the octopus.
OK. Um... what does Sully do on a regular basis?
Reading.
Soccer.
Um, and podcasts.
- There you go. That's a start. - Yeah.
(DOOR OPENS)
- How's Grandad? - In his room, reading.
- Hey. - Hey. You just missed Mich.
You guys eaten?
No.
- Is that... ? - Arancini.
Oh, I could cry.
It's just from my freezer.
That magical place.
- You staying? - Oh, yeah, sure.
I am now. What's the occasion?
It was a day.
Oh. Good or bad?
Monumental.
(TV PLAYS)
Where's Pav?
He was only here to drop off the cookies.
Bull. You guys are totally dating.
We are not.
He said you were.
- Did he? - There.
You love him.
I barely know the guy.
You looooove him.
(LAUGHS) Shut up or I'll tell you who got eliminated.
What? You hate-watched without me?
No, I wouldn't dare.
I like him. He's cool.
♪ We can be best friends... ♪
Fast asleep.
- Mind tucking Kat in as well? - (LAUGHS)
That's pretty funny.
He's a grumpy old bastard, isn't he?
God.
He's... of that generation.
The Aussie bloke, always putting on his emotional raincoat.
Yeah. Well, massive deal, him telling you.
God, I remember all those fights you guys had. Jeez.
Didn't feel good, prising him open like that.
How'd Mich take it?
Uh, he was quiet, but at the same time
I think he was relieved to have some answers.
Headstrong little bugger.
Thank you. For being here.
Oh, it's alright. I don't have a life, remember?
No, for always being here.
Dad's hero.
Rescuing the ruined woman pregnant with another man's child.
Oh, please. I was madly in love with you.
You could have been pregnant with septuplets,
you wouldn't have put me off.
Octuplets is where I draw the line, of course.
- (LAUGHS) - It wasn't that funny.
No, no, remember when he was born?
And we didn't tell the doctors he wasn't yours?
(BOTH LAUGH)
Oh, yes, I was acting all surprised.
Like, "He's the wrong colour. What the hell's going on here?"
God, I was so angry at you.
Taking this beautiful moment
and turning it into a Jerry Springer special.
I spoil the moment. That's my specialty.
Yeah, silly bugger.
But we're lucky, aren't we?
That it all worked out.
- Sort of. - Yeah, yeah, we are.
We are lucky, I reckon.
Well, I gotta go.
That wine went right to my head.
I'll always be here. You know that, don't you?
- Yeah. - ♪ In the walls, in the ceiling ♪
♪ We're living in a cabin ♪
♪ In the forest ♪
♪ If there was a forest ♪
♪ In the suburbs ♪
♪ In the city... ♪
Hey, what does this mean?
Oh, you got a match.
What do I do now?
You respond.
Are we not going to talk about, um...
You want to see it again?
I want to see it with you.
Oh.
Does that sound like someone who's in love with someone?
You really don't understand women, do you?
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