01x06 - Episode 6

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Before I met you, I had a child.

And one day soon,
I will get him back.

Everything's in order.

The main thing now,

prepare for what happens
after the birth.

c*ck, JJ, really?

I would rather be the lonely
bachelor than a betrayed husband.

I'm going to give you
no choices at all.

What? No! No!

At the Portsmouth Naval base,

Britain prepares for the worst
in the Suez crisis.

President Nasar
continues to defy the Western powers

on his seizure of the canal

and seeks the support of Russia
and the Arab League countries.

Meanwhile, a French fleet
sails for too long

as diplomats desperately
seek a conference

that will head off w*r.

Uh, so what now? Milkshake?

Arty, it won't happen again.

- What won't?
- The w*r.

That's what they said last time.

After all we went through,

the world won't go to w*r again.

And if they do...

...me and you will be here,
in Australia.

And we will find a deserted beach,

then we will hide
until it's all over.

- What did I do to deserve you?

Come.

You can buy me a waffle.

- A waffle?
- A waffle.

Your face...

...makes me happy.

Time was, I thought
I'd never be happy again.

Funny old life, in't it?

In my hut,
sh, no-one knows about this,

top secret,

I have a stove burner,

eggs, bacon and tomato
packed in ice,

fresh as can be.

And we are gonna have ourselves
a great British fry-up.

Oh!

Oh...

Australia,
a great place for families.

Australia is an exciting new land,

a country in the modern world.

Create a real home for your family.

A good place to grow.

There's a bright future.

Come over to the sunny side.

The cost of the journey
halfway around the world is £10.

Look for a new start...

On your way to Australia.

I can't pretend I knew Arty well.

We weren't lifelong friends.

But I know he was a good man.

And I know he was determined
to put the past behind him

and embrace the freedom
we're all now enjoying.

They called him Party Arty.

And he...

He was...

He survived everything
the Nazis threw at him.

He fought,
not only for his own country,

but for a safer world.

And he got through those horrors...

And they were horrors.

...only to die in such a...

...in such a pointless...

- And we know who's to blame.
- Yes, we do.

Eh, we don't do this.

This service is about Arty.

He wouldn't want us doing this.

You OK?

You know. When we first arrived...

...walking past his hut...

...I hear, "Psst! Psst! In here."

There's Arty
sticking out the window.

Yeah.

When we were sorting out
his things...

...I found his wallet.

Inside...

I'll show you.

"Life is brief. Enjoy it."

Now, listen...

...I want you to keep it
in your wallet. Right?

And we both need to live by it.

Yeah.

Oh!

Are you...? Are you OK?

Marco! What are you...?

Sorry, clumsy me.

Yeah, clumsy?

Whoops! Clumsy.

- Clumsy me.
Stevie! Stevie!

- Eh?
- Eh?

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Whoa! Stop! You want to fight
like animals,

do it elsewhere.

Show some respect.

Tomorrow, Itie - me and you.

Any time you like, England.

Stevie, just... just leave it.

Four o'clock, back paddock.

Just going to the lavatory.

Ok.

I only have a minute,
but I wanted to speak with you.

Come to tell me I'm to blame?

- JJ...
- Save your breath.

I know you're going.

I am.

And I want to thank you
for the wonderful times we've had,

but I'm a married woman, a mother.

And deeply unhappy.

I've come to realize that

there's no other option
but to....accept my situation.

No.

No, that is exactly
what you don't have to accept.

We could be happy.

You know that.

I know you know that.

OK, then.

Here I am.

Who else wants to have a go at me?
Hm?

Come on, one of you.

- You k*lled him.
- Bill.

No.

Let him speak.

That's what they're saying.

With your... neglect.

Letting this place
go to wrack and ruin.

Nothing ever being fixed.
Nothing ever being replaced.

We were promised a dream
of a wonderful new life

and instead we got... this.

But clever me,

I've gone and bought my family
a beautiful new home.

Come on, girls.

Hm.

This is a true beauty, mate.

It's like a home on wheels,
trust me.

So why you selling it?

Need the cash, mate.

Bye. Run along now.

Hello, I'm Katheryn.

I'm from the adoption welfare unit.

This is just a routine visit

to ask a few questions
about your progress.

Right...

Do you have ten minutes?

Nobody told us there was
going to be a review.

Well, we find spontaneous visits
get a better picture

of the natural home life,

otherwise people, you know, tidy up,

put their children
in their best clothes.

Right, right, well,

I hope you find
the place... acceptable.

Thank you.

Is your husband still at work?

Yes, he works out in Yalanda.

And... remind me again
of what his occupation is?

He's a finance officer
for the Chrysler company.

- Great.
- Yes, it's a good job.

He earns a good living,

which is helpful
for looking after a child.

So I can see.

Is that Michael there
playing with his friend?

Yes, that's his friend Joe,
from next door.

So... how is Michael settling in?

Good. Yes. He's, um...

...a great little kid.

He's happy and relaxed,

which is an achievement
on our part, I think.

The little blighter
has been through some rough times.

I know.

His birth mother didn't want him
and apparently tossed him into care,

and then he was shipped over here

and wound up
in some horrible orphanage.

Can you imagine,

a child that age stuck on a boat,

sent to the other side
of the world on his own?

He must have been terrified...

...wh-which is why
my husband and I chose him.

Do you mind me asking how you
managed to adopt a British child?

It's all agreed and legal,
we have the paperwork.

Yeah, I'm sure.

It was a loophole, really...

...but from a place of kindness.

My husband offered the orphanage
a large donation...

...which will help with the care
of so many other children,

and in return they...

Bent the rules?

It's allowed... in
"special circumstances."

It was agreed.

When he came to us,
he... he was... inside himself,

kind of withdrawn.

But we've plied him
with love and affection

and we've told him

whatever happened in his past
is over.

And every night
I climb into his little bed

and I tell him that,
"Mummy's here," and,

"Nothing bad
is ever gonna happen again."

Does he ever talk about
his old life? His mother?

I'm not sure how much he remembers.

He just knows that
she didn't want him.

Sorry, may I...?

Oh. Bathroom?
- Yeah.

Just through there, to the left.

Well, I hope I've managed
to reassure you

that everything is good.

Yes, thank you.

- I should go.
- I'll show you out.

Michael...

Michael, I'm... I'm Kate.

Hello, Kate.

Are you happy here?

Good.

I am glad.

You're a good boy.

And this is your home now.

I'm going to come and see you
again very soon, OK?

Ok.

Great.

I'll see myself out.

You're cut.
Please, Stevie, just stop it.

If I pull out, he wins.

Who cares?

I care.

I...

I don't want you getting hurt.

The only thing that will hurt
is losing to that braggart.

This is madness.

All right, fine, get yourself
k*lled, just...

...just don't expect me to watch.

Pattie.

Pattie!

She can't face seeing you lose, huh?

Aw...

Let's go, Stevie.
Come on!

Hit him, Stevie!

I'm famished. Shall we eat?

What a beautiful boat they have.

Isn't it?

Do you think we could get a boat
one day?

I should love to spend time
on the water.

Within a year. I guarantee it.

It's good to see you smile.

You're still the most beautiful
woman I have ever laid eyes on.

Hello, Kate.

Kate!

Kate!

Kate!

Kate!

Kate, stop running!

Kate!

Imagine my surprise...

...when I woke up

in a Southampton hotel room...

...alone,

having missed the boat.

I'm sorry.

Are you?

Why, Kate?

The child...

I've had a long time to think...

He's not "the child".

He's MY child.

My son.

So...

...have you found him?

Thought not.

What do you care?

What do I care?

Kate, you have my ring
on your finger. Or you did have.

I wanted us to come here together.

Was this your plan all along?

Hmm?

Sign us up as a couple -

easier for couples to get accepted -
and then leave me at the dock.

- No.
- Then why leave me?

Because whenever I tried to talk
about Michael,

it was always,
"What is done is done."

Kate...

He's my son and I want him back.

And if you've come all the way here
to tell me that I'm wrong,

well, you might as well jump back on
that boat and sail home!

When I woke up and the dawning...

...of what you'd done hit me,
I was...

Angry, yes. Seething. But...

...mostly broken.

I'm sorry.

But you always wanted everything
the way that you wanted it.

There was no changing your mind.

I can't help the man I am, Kate.

I'm a realist.

A pragmatist.

It's what the Army does to you.

I know how the world works.

Not how we want it to be

or how we'd like it to be

but how it really is.

And your boy...

...he's someone else's boy now.

We can't undo that.

- So I just give up?
- Yes.

Kate, you couldn't look after him.

You were a single mother.

Young mother.

And in the best interests of
the child...

Best interests?!

What about my best interests?

You couldn't offer him a loving home

so wheels were set in motion.

Yeah, wheels that I didn't agree to!

I thought it was temporary.

Until I got myself in
a better place.

- I think you knew.
- What...?

When you let him go. I think you
knew you'd never see him again.

No, I didn't!

I didn't...

I grew him.

I... I gave him life.

And now I can't get him back.

He haunts my every thought.

I feel him.

I could smell him.

And he's not here.

He's... He's not in my arms.

Kate...

I love you.

I sailed six weeks on a bloody boat.

Surely that shows my commitment?

Henry, I made my choice.

I came here to look for Michael.

I've a job lined up.

In Cairns. Good money.
Military training.

They're not expecting me for another
month, but that's where I'm going.

And I want you to come with me.

There's hospital work up there.

I've bought a van.

Drive up the coast.

A little holiday.

Together.

We can remember what we love about
each other.

We'll have a child of our own
one day.

Make a life for ourselves in the sunshine.

And when we're old

and we look back on all this...

...madness...

...it will just be something that
happened once.

In our past.

Hey!

Oi, mate!

- Yes, mate?
- What's going on?

Renovating the hut
for the new arrivals.

- What?!
- You bloody deaf?

What's the matter?

They're burning Arty's things.

Fixing his hut. It's a disgrace.
No-one should be in that hut.

Right...

- Maria!
- What is wrong?

Come with me.

Hey!

Someone died in that hut.

My friend died in that hut.

That's why we're fixing it up.

You're burning his things.

His memorial's still there
and you're burning his life away.

He's barely fresh in the ground.

No, no, not me, mate. I don't make
the decisions.

I'm just doing what I'm told.

Why are you burning his things?

Excuse me, we're in a meeting.

I don't care. I'm not talking to
you. I'm talking to him.

- Are you?
- Just let me introduce you,

please. This is my mother,
Mrs Walker.

She makes all the decisions
around here.

Oh.

Mother, this is Annie and Maria.

Maria has been an endless thorn
in my side,

saying that this hostel is not fit
for dogs.

- Really?
- That's right. It's a dump.

And yet you're still here.

The point is, a man died in one of
your huts. He DIED!

I'm aware of that.

Mr Farthingdon never put in any
complaints to us,

probably because he was running an
ill*gal alcohol business

in contravention of hostel rules.

A service hostel residents availled
themselves of.

That hut cannot be patched up and
have other people thrown in there.

What would you like us to do?

- Keep it as a shrine, Mrs...?
- Roberts.

Why are you burning his things?

Because Mr Farthingdon and his
ill*gal endeavors,

his storage methods
and his keeping of perishibles

has likely led to the infestation
of white ants,

so everything gets destroyed.

This is lies.

I resent that. Now, please...

Maria's been telling JJ for months
about the problems in these huts.

The dry rot. The termites.

And every reported case has been
dealt with.

- Not true.
- I have passed your concerns

upwards on every occasion.

And they have been dealt with!

The death on this hostel was not
from our neglect

but the nefarious activities of
your deceased friend.

Now, I'm sorry if that's tough to hear...

You're a liar!

If you call me liar again,

I have no option but to ask you to
collect your valuables

and exit this facility. And if you
want to know the truth,

your friend was in our pay.

What?

He was our informer.

- N-Never.
- Oh, yes.

So good of him to keep quiet.

Telling us when people had jobs they
weren't declaring,

so it was very much in our interest
that he stayed alive.

You are a liar.

I warned you.

Right.

Gather everyone you can.
Wake them up. Knock on doors.

- Annie...
- No, we're not standing for it.

Get everyone outside Arty's.

Yee-ha!

Hey, mate. Gather your lot together
and meet us outside Arty's.

Straight away.

Hostel meeting at Arty's.

- Come now.
- Right.

Right, come on.

Form a circle.

Form a circle. Come in. Come on.

Come on.

Right.

We need better conditions here.

We need the management to take responsibility.

We all know that this hostel is
falling apart.

Absolutely.
- And we cannot stand by

and watch another family move into
that deathtrap.

Right?

We want you out.

Tools down.

Come on.

Yeah. No can do, love. We're here
till the job's finished.

Really?

Out! Out!

Out!

Out! Out! Out! Out!

Out! Out!

Out! Out! Out! Out!

Out! Out! Out! Out!

Out! Out! Out!

- No! No, no, no.
- You bloody lunatic!

No, we don't do this! No, stop!

Ivan... No, we don't... Ivan!

No! Ivan! No!

Ivan, no!

Stop!

Out! Out!
- Stop!

They're animals.

Please stop!

If you treat people like animals,
they'll behave like animals.

Out! Out! Out! Out!

You caused this.

Stop! This is meant to be
a peaceful protest!

What are you doing?

Will you just calm down! Please!

Burn! Burn! Burn! Burn!

Isn't this exciting?

Burn! Burn! Burn! Burn! Burn!

Burn! Burn! Burn! Burn!

She's the ringleader.

Annie Roberts.

- Arrest her.
- You! Hands out, no fuss.

I was trying to stop them, actually.

- I said no fuss.
- No, no, you've got this wrong.

You've got it wrong. This was a
peaceful protest.

She's lying.
She's the leader.

I haven't done anything!

- Terry!
- What are you doing?!

- Get off her! Leave her alone!
- No!

Terry! Oh, God!

Terry! You can't do that!
You can't do that.

Stop! Annie!

- Hey!
- No, it's OK, sweetheart.

- Mum!
- It's OK.

- Hey, hey, hey.

- It's OK.
- She's my mum.

- She hasn't done anything.
- Go to your dad.

- Mum!

- Go to your dad.
- Hey!

You can't bloody take her!
She hasn't done anything! Mum!

Mum. Mum!

Wait!

It's OK!

It's OK.

Mum!

Pattie!

Pattie...

The baby.

Kylie, we need help.

- Go to the hospital.
- I'll go.

Breathe. Breathe, honey.

Kate, help! Help, it's Pattie.

- The baby!
- What's happened?

The baby! She's hurt! There's blood.

Stevie! We need your dad's van.

You're OK.

Help's coming, OK? You're going to
be OK. You're going to be all right.

- Pattie!
- Kate!

I need to lie her flat.

Lie her flat.
That's it. All right, darling.

- She needs to go to the hospital.
- I'm in so much pain!

All right, Pattie, listen to me.
You need to calm down, all right?

The baby is coming but I know what
to do, OK?

Just keep breathing for me.

Stevie!

We need an ambulance.

No. No, no, no. She needs to go now.
OK? I'll go with her.

Henry, go and get the camper
van... - Is she OK? Pattie!

Stevie...

Inciting a riot?

You could get deported for this.

Pom!

I was trying to stop the riot!

And I'm not a bloody pom!

- Stevie, how long?
- We're almost there.

All right...

Pattie, listen to me.

Slow it down.

Look at me. Look at me.

You're all right. You're all right.
We're nearly there.

Calm...

- Pattie!
- Stay awake!

Pattie, stay awake!

Stay awake, Pattie.

Pattie.

Pattie, stay with us.

Stay awake.

Marlene Chase.

Marlene, I've been arrested.

Arrested?

- Where is she?
- She's in theater.

Will the baby survive?

I don't know.

You are holding a friend of mine,
Annie Roberts.

- Correct.
- Just so we are clear,

she is innocent of all charges and
claims police brutality.

And just so we are doubly clear,

a very close friend of mine works
in television,

and if Mrs Roberts isn't released
within the hour,

I'll be calling him with this story.

Mr Roberts?

Can I talk with you?

Hmm.

Your Pattie.

I think I love her.

And she likes me.

You don't love her.

You barely know her.

I know what I feel.

And I know what I feel!
And I'm her father.

I couldn't stand it if anything
happened to her.

I can't lose her.

Not before we've even started.

Wendy, do you know what's happening
with the girl we brought in?

I need to tell her family something.
They're getting desperate.

Put a gown on.

Pattie - is she OK?

She's still sedated.

And the baby?

She's colored.

Hello?
Hello? Is everything all right?

Hello? Is everything
all right?

The lady who lives
in there.

- Have you seen her?
- Yeah, she's out on our boat.

Boat?

What? When?

A short time ago. Why?

Whose is that boat?

It's a little girl.

A little baby girl.

Oh, God. And Pattie, is she OK?

She's still out, but she's fine.

It's over.

Ok?

I don't know if you know,

but the baby isn't white.

Yeah, I know.

Mum! Mum!

Right, what's happening? Is she OK?

It's a little girl.

Oh, thank God.

Oh, my God! Bloody hell!

And Pattie. How's Pattie?

Yeah. The doctor's coming out soon.

But she's OK. She pulled through.

Come here.

Hey...

Everything OK?

I think it will be, yeah.

For the first time in a long time,

I think everything will be.

I'll come to Cairns.

We can have a family.

We'll be happy.

I love you, Kate.

I love you too.

Give me five minutes to clean up,
OK?

Yeah.

Sheila!

Sheila!

Sheila!

Sheila!

No!

Why did you do that?

I love you, you bloody fool!

Can you go now, please?

Bye!

- Oh...
- Sweetheart. It's OK.

It's OK, sweetheart.

It's all right.

It's OK. It's OK.

Have you held her yet?

They've asked me three times what
I'm planning on doing with her.

I haven't even seen her.

Terry, go and get the nurse, please.

I-I'll go.

She's my niece.

Keep you warm.

You had us worried there, kiddo.

I had myself worried.

I've been thinking.

Well, that's dangerous.

You don't have to give it up.

The baby.

How do you mean?

Stevie, get up, lad.

You're crazy.
You're not even her dad.

I can be, though.

What is a dad? It's just someone who
brings you up.

Just slow down. You're not even courting.

- Annie?
- Just leave the lad.

People will know she's not yours.

I don't care.

You'd do that for me?

You can still do your schooling.

We'll find a way.

Please! Give us a chance.

Life's brief.

Enjoy it.

Yeah.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

She's beautiful.

She's amazing.

Like her mother.

And her grandmother.

Bloody grandmother.

I sound ancient!

G'day, mate.

You're an Australian now.

She'll never be a pom.

And we can keep her.

Yeah, yeah. I was good.

Michael?

Hello.

Remember me?

I'm going to your house now, so I'll
give you a lift.

It's OK.

You're safe with me.

Bye.

Hi.
- Hi.

You don't remember me.

I do.

You're the lady that came.

No, darling.

I'm going to tell you something now...

...and it's going to be really hard
for you to understand, OK?

Ok.

This is a photograph

from when you were a baby.

When you lived in England with
your mummy.

That little baby there is you.

And that lady...

That lady...

...is your real mummy.

But...

...that's you.

Yeah.

I'm your real mummy.

And I didn't ever not want you, Micheal.

They took you from me.

And I've come all this way to tell
you that...

...because you are my son.

And I love you all the way to the
moon and back.

That's what I used to say to you
when we were together.

I'd hold you really tight

and I'd say,

"Michael...

"..I love you all the way to the
moon and back

"40,000 times."

And you'd smile.

And I had no idea where you were.

And that's why it's taken me so long
to find you.

I love you...

...so much.

And I know that you have a new mummy
now and a nice big house.

But see...

...you're my little boy.

So...

Can I go home?

To England?

No, to Mummy.

Yeah.

Yeah, I'll take you home.

After we go for a little drive, yeah?

Just us two.

Real Mummy and Michael.

Look at that sky.

You don't get that...

- ...in Manchester.
- You don't get that in Manchester.

It's not going to be easy for her,
you know.

Or the baby.

I know.

But this is her home.

And ours.

So we face whatever comes
as a family.

As a family.

G'day.

Welcome to paradise.