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Jimpa (2025)

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Jimpa (2025)

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So remember,

just do the task.

Simply see the person's hands

and describe them.

So you've got

a little roundy scar

on the knuckle there.

And, um...

...you've got lovely long

fingers, really... nice nails.

Don't judge.

It's not about whether

the hand is good or bad.

Just about observing,

paying attention.

OK?

-May I?

-Yeah.

OK, long fingers.

There's a scratch there

on the knuckle of

the index finger.

Cat scratch.

And there's another one there

just higher up.

It veers off to the left a bit.

The thumb has a little

bitten bit to the left

of the nail.

And when you've done the task,

just the task, long enough,

uh, you move up to their face,

their eyes.

And the top dark lash line

just cuts off the very tip of

the... the dark brown iris.

And there's a...

there's a darker line

around the outside of the iris.

And it's... it's hard not to

feel a... an intimacy.

An almost instant intimacy

and a...

An excitement?

Yeah, for sure, an excitement

in the intimacy.

And it's a good way to create

an intense intimacy

between your actors

and sometimes with you.

You know, and it's

an intimacy you'll feel

very comfortable with.

It's our job.

But they need to

understand this pact -

what it's for,

that the intimacy

is for the work.

OK? Do you want to carry on?

- Yep.

- Thank you.

OK.

OK, well done.

Ah,

that's always a bad sign.

He was meant to stay

with our friend Renate,

but he's peeing all over

the place and there's...

Blood in the piss?

Yeah, blood in the urine.

Dearest,

why do you say 'urine'?

Well, what do you

want me to say?

I want you to tell me

what's wrong with him.

I am telling you

what's wrong with him.

Is it cancer?

Yeah, tumour in his bladder.

What timing.

Yeah, you could say that.

I could say that, yes.

I did just say that, didn't I?

yeah, you did just say that.

Every time you go on holiday,

something bad happens.

Well, it's not just a holiday.

I've got work too

and that's harder to cancel.

A visit to

your beloved dad

is easier to cancel than work?

-Oh! I get it.

-You actually do get it.

Yeah, it's true.

I just don't know

if I can burden a friend

with a dying dog.

Might only have two weeks

and we wouldn't be around.

If he's in a lot of pain,

you should put him down now.

Mmm.

Dogs don't show

their suffering.

That's why we love them.

Is that why we love them?

Dear daughter,

you know you can't

keep him around

just for your sake.

I'm just not sure we can

say goodbye that fast

and get on a plane.

Don't hang onto him.

It's the kindest thing

you could do.

Maybe.

I'll look after him.

No, you've already got plans,

don't you?

I've already

changed things around.

I don't want him to suffer.

You can't postpone your trip.

Dad said I should put him

down now, not prolong it.

Oh, right. Well, your f*cking

father would say that.

Sorry, Kirby was his gift.

I feel like he's got

a say in it.

Of course.

What does he think

about your film?

I haven't talked to him

about it yet.

Oh.

Well, you could arrive

to a house full of stray gays

and he won't have time

for you or Frances.

Maybe.

I picked up mince from

the butcher, and I read that

if you put the tablets

in that, he should eat it.

If that doesn't work,

get the vet to make it

into a flavoured liquid.

Yeah, if he changes

energy levels or appetite,

you let me know.

Sorry.

Yeah, well, the teaching

helps pay for the trip over,

but we will see him.

We're staying with him.

Yeah,

we're staying with him, Mum.

I'm going so I can see Dad,

so, yeah, of course.

Listen, I've got to go,

but, uh, if he changes

even his gait

or... or sleeping patterns,

you let me know, OK?

Bye.

Are you OK, Mum?

I should have said,

"I love you."

To Kirby?

No, to Mum. I just said, "Bye."

I should have said,

"I love you."

Have a good flight.

All good?

Yeah, all good.

What did you want to talk about?

It's OK. Now's not a good time.

It's fine. Tell me.

OK.

I wanna live with Jimpa

for a bit.

What do you mean?

Mm, I was thinking

I could do Year 11

in Amsterdam with Jimpa.

- No way.

- Why not?

He's still recovering

from a stroke.

That was three years ago.

No way! It's an important year

next year and you're only 16.

And we're your parents, not Jim.

Why don't you wait?

Do it after graduation.

You can have a gap year.

Because I need to experience

a bigger q*eer community

than my shitty LGBT club

at school

in my shitty little city.

But you love school.

I used to.

Is that why

you packed so much?

You just thought

you'd stay there?

Oh! What a waste

of a return flight.

We could have saved a fortune!

OK, let's talk about this later.

But you asked me

to talk about it.

I feel like I need to

give you my full attention.

I don't think I can do that

at the moment.

OK, well,

let's just all relax.

Mum?

Mmm?

It's OK.

Kirby was

a gift from my father.

One day he turned up with

an uncontrollable puppy.

I didn't want him,

but I didn't get a choice.

Says a lot about my dad.

The day my mum

gave birth to me,

my grandfather got on

the first flight to Adelaide.

I wanted us to be alone

with our newborn baby.

But he rang from

the front door

with a painting.

And my mum

was so happy to see him.

And she said to me, "Frances,

"this person will

tell you about art

"and politics and theatre.

"He will challenge you to be

the best version of yourself."

I simply said,

"Frances, this is

your grandpa, Jim."

But he thought 'grandpa'

sounded too old.

So he gave himself a new name.

He said...

"Hello, Frances. I'm Jimpa."

The thing is,

I don't think I would be here

openly trans, non-binary,

q*eer if it wasn't for him.

That's him sometime in the '50s.

He loves art

and he loves to get naked.

And he still has a painting

that he sat for years ago

which hangs

in his apartment in Amsterdam

for all to see.

He married my grandmother,

Katherine, in 1973.

They had Emily, my aunt,

and Hannah, my mum.

Right after my mum was born,

Jimpa came out as g*y.

My grandma got really skinny

after this,

as well as a big perm,

and everyone complimented her

on how amazing she looked.

Uh, so, obviously it was

devastating for her.

Uh, we expect

the... the narrative

of a husband

coming out to his wife

to follow the notes of

a big betrayal in a marriage.

But she chose to

respond differently

than what was expected.

Um, they both decided

on a new bond -

to stay together,

uh, to co-parent.

Uh, also to have

other relationships.

But they chose kindness

rather than conflict.

Jimpa always argues.

Look, mate, you know...

I don't think...

He worked in politics

when my mum was little.

And then during

the A*DS crisis,

he moved to Amsterdam

to work in public health.

And he's never

stopped fighting

for those he loves

and for who he is.

All the while still enjoying

getting naked.

So it's a personal story

about my parents,

um, and my main drive is to

tell the story of the kindness

they showed to each other

over that period

rather than the conflict.

So it's a drama

without conflict.

But...

...isn't drama by very

definition conflict?

I think it's possible

to make a compelling film

avoiding it completely.

I don't think it is.

I think you're wrong.

See, is that conflict?

Well, I think that's someone

expressing a different opinion.

A conflict of opinion.

Therefore...

...conflict.

Maybe.

So he's not

just my grandpa.

I think he's my true

forever hero.

Any questions?

We should

wake Frances up.

Don't. Let them sleep.

It's probably just

a passing fancy,

the excitement of travel.

So you do think it's a bad idea.

I think once Frances

spends some time with Dad,

they'll soon change their mind.

Really?

Frances idolises him.

But they only see each other

once every couple of years

and Frances has built up

this idea of him in their head.

And Dad can be very appealing,

but just because

he's got all these great,

very admirable ideals

doesn't mean he necessarily

puts them into practice.

Can you imagine

living with Dad for a year?

No.

And we don't want to be

the ones saying no to Frances.

It doesn't help.

I'm quite happy saying no.

But you prefer Frances to be

disappointed by your father

rather than by you.

Or...

. ..we let Frances come to

understand Jim a bit better...

. ..and make a better choice

then.

Their food's getting cold.

So the food gets cold.

Let them sleep.

Is making our daughter go hungry

really worth avoiding

this conversation?

Do you think Frances would

rather we use the word 'child'

than 'daughter'?

Why don't we ask them?

Richard!

What a beautiful sight!

There he is.

Richard.

Smiling.

Hey.

- Oh, look at you!

- Oh!

Oh, wow!

Sorry, we didn't sleep

much on the plane.

Why are you

apologising? Do we smell?

No, it's 'cause Richard's

so perfectly put together.

You're so stylish.

Oh, thank you.

Welcome, my smelly,

unfashionable Australians.

Welkom in Amsterdam.

Where's Dad?

The Professor is "working".

He sent me to collect you

with the boat.

-Oh, we're going by boat?

-Yeah, I know.

It's ridiculous and touristy,

but he said that Frances

always loved the boat.

I'm not sure

we'll all fit in.

Oh, let's just go. I really

need to eat something.

Oh!

- Shut up.

- OK. Alright.

Let me grab this.

- Wait, are they...

- Nuh-uh-uh.

Sorry!

As his valued

research assistant,

do you do many domestic errands?

Who said anything about

research assistant?

I'm his damn

everything assistant.

At least for now.

Is everything OK?

He's leaving the university

at the end of the month.

Well, that wasn't gonna

last forever.

Mmm.

Does that mean you won't

have a job after that?

He says I will,

but I don't see how.

I'd follow him to the end of

the earth anyway.

You know what he'd say to that?

"Be grateful

and f*ck' move on."

Oh, it's so nice to see you.

Well, it's really

nice to see you too.

Yeah.

Where'd you get

that piece of sh*t?

Oh!

Why don't you borrow

one of mine?

No, no, don't you dare!

It's only got 27 shots.

-Oh, OK, well, get it...

-Dad!

-Why not?

-Give it back.

It's mine!

Very good.

Photographer!

Like father, like child.

Whoa.

Makes me sound

like a kid.

Hiya! We're very wet!

Hey, um, I've been

meaning to ask.

Would you prefer

'daughter' or 'child'?

Hmm, I mean,

'daughter's not great,

but, um, I don't want you

to be calling me 'child'

when I'm an adult.

Dad still calls me child.

Because you'll always be

my child!

Hello!

It's the celebrity children!

Come here, come here.

Oh!

Never be afraid

to be called a child.

It's humbling.

- Harry!

- Hi! Hello!

-How are you?

-My glorious grand-thing!

Oh, you're all soggy.

I told you it was going

to rain today, Richard.

No hugs for you.

You also told me

to take out the boat.

Yeah, think for yourself.

That's what I pay you for.

Old man, that is the one thing

you do not pay me for.

Oh, years later and not one

single sexual favour.

Dad!

No, he's not good for anything

except making tea.

So go make tea, assistant.

Dad, you can't say this stuff.

You don't know what you're

talking about, Professor.

- You never let me make tea.

- I'll make the tea.

Yes, you go, Harry.

Milk in first,

otherwise you'll...

. ..get pregnant.

- Yeah.

- Look. Look, look, look, look.

Look what I got out.

-Ooh!

-Look.

Decades worth.

Here. Uh, this one.

'Dorothy's Best Friend'.

Hmm! What does that mean?

Oh!

My dear grand-thing,

you have so much to learn.

That's when there was

such a thing as subtext.

The unnamed.

When we had to use euphemism

to show solidarity,

to codify and identify.

That sounds horrifying.

You're all text now.

No subtext.

No nuance.

Yeah, well, it's tough

not being repressed.

'Talk with us, not about us'.

Hobart, 1988.

Yeah.

You see, Richard? Good memory.

Well done, Professor.

Ah, this one. '3rd

National Conference on A*DS'.

We asked everyone with HIV

to take the stage.

That was when

we first discovered

that 50% of the staff

were positive.

Including me.

It was a scary moment,

but rallying.

More than half would be dead

within only a few years.

As a friend of mine once said,

"The toll of being

at the epicentre

"was very large."

'It's Not Just a Phase Week,

1984'.

- Very cute.

- Hmm.

These are all for you.

What?

-I'm bequeathing them to you.

-Why?

What, my daughter

doesn't want them?

Surely there's an archive

you can donate them to?

Well, yes, but they're for you.

I'll definitely take them.

I feel a bit ambushed -

this is quite morbid,

like there's gonna be

the reading of a will.

They're just badges!

Why have you

decided to do this now?

What's the doctor say?

You worry too much.

I thought Frances would

like them and she did.

They!

Oh!

Would they like to give me

another hug

or are they too busy

self-identifying?

Why do you have to be

so provocative all the time?

Oh, I missed you.

I love you too much!

I love you too, Richard.

- Hmm.

- My beautiful assistant.

I don't want your badges either,

but thank you very much.

Oh, sh*t!

It took me all morning.

- I cried twice.

- You did not!

Three times.

I might have a little lie-down.

I didn't get much sleep

on the plane.

-Mmm.

-You don't want your tea?

Blatant display of

heterosexuality.

That's enough now!

Oh, oh, oh.

There's one

I especially wanted to find.

Mmm?

That's you.

Yes!

Hmm?

hmmm?

You should have woken me up.

You're too cute

when you sleep.

Why would I wake you up?

I wanted to get through

some work

so I could spend the day

with Dad and Frances.

They know you have to work.

Yeah, I know, but it doesn't

mean they like it.

Are you afraid that Frances

will spend some time alone

with Jim?

At some point,

he is gonna hurt Frances.

Yeah. Isn't that your plan?

Frances spends time with Jim.

He eventually disappoints them

and they change their mind

about wanting to live here

for a year.

Yeah, but there is

a difference between

being disappointed

and being hurt.

So talk to our child.

Tell them what to expect.

He said, "I love you,"

to Frances.

And to Richard.

He never used to say,

"I love you."

He used to say, "You show love

"with actions, not empty words."

He's softened since the stroke.

He's different.

Your cunning plan

might not work.

Oh. Maybe.

Hmm.

Go get 'em, tiger.

I love it. I really do.

I do find it hard to believe

there wasn't any conflict

when your dad

finally left you at...

...13.

Conflict would have been there

even if it's repressed.

I think any 13-year-old

would be sad

being without their father.

Why did he leave, then?

After staying with your mother

for so long after coming out?

Uh, work.

As a g*y man and a political

one, he hit a ceiling,

and, uh...

. ..he needed to find

opportunities

in a more progressive

part of the world.

OK.

So there is conflict there

for him.

Do I stay with my family and

sacrifice my own ambition?

Or do I owe it to myself

to fully explore who I am

and my opportunities?

But he hit the ceiling

and he made the choice

at the expense of his family.

The family accepted him,

loved him,

he was able to be himself,

but...

...still left them.

You weren't hurt

or angry at your father

leaving?

Uh, we understood

that he needed to leave.

What matters to me

is how hard everyone tried

to do the right thing.

Uh, it's not important

if I was hurt or angry.

What if I'm angry now,

for instance?

You're angry now?

Mmm. Would it help

to express it?

Uh, I'm not so sure.

And would it help

with this meeting

or us working together?

Definitely not.

O... ok, um...

f*ck me.

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Hello.

I bet he hasn't

left one for you.

Oh!

You should take it

while you're here.

I'm sorry we've taken over

your bedroom.

Well, it's definitely not

my bedroom.

And I've been staying here

less and less.

You think...

Oh!

It was convenient for a while,

but now not so much.

Have you moved

closer to Amsterdam?

No, no, it's just I need to

work when I'm in town

and, you know, your father

takes up a lot of time.

He does demand attention.

I've been wanting to talk

to him about it for a while.

I see.

He's still struggling.

Emily said.

Since your sister left,

Richard's been doing

most of the heavy lifting.

He has sent me a lot of articles

and grant applications

to finish off

and smooth out when I can.

You shouldn't be

the one covering for him.

I'm sorry none of us

have been here to help.

You can stop looking after him.

Hmm.

You sound like him.

Over the years, he has taught me

to need him

less and less, but...

But he's still hurt

that you're not around as much.

Hmm. Yeah.

Thank you, Matti.

Hot, I hope.

If only you were hot.

You have to be careful

with steroids

if you're taking warfarin.

Why are you taking steroids?

A date the other week

said I looked too skinny.

- A date?

- Yes!

He means a hook-up.

You've looked exactly the same

for 97 years, Mark.

You've had no problem before.

Whoo!

Steroids don't work on old men.

I sense you've already tried.

Of course.

But what are you into, Frances?

What can we help you with?

Uh, 'into'?

Are you a l*sbian?

Don't be so old.

What? That's not

a bad question, is it?

You can't be a l*sbian

if you're not a woman.

Oh.

I like women

and I'm also attracted to

people who don't identify

as a gender either way

but are a bit femme.

I love how much your generation

knows what they want.

It doesn't sound like anything.

It's not a preference,

it's a non-preference.

So...

. ..you don't like men.

Cis men.

p*nis?

I don't know.

Jim, can we talk about

how unsatisfying

getting your p*nis sucked

is now?

Oh, you too?

I feel it's getting

lower and lower

on my pleasure scale.

That's because

you go straight for hole.

Oh, you're right.

I do love a*s too much.

Frances has still not

stated a preference.

Well, genitals aren't really

what attracts me to people.

How are we talking

about genitals

all of a sudden, anyway?

Because you're talking to us.

It's all for show, Frances.

We mostly talk about

real estate now.

In that regard, Amsterdam

has gotten much better.

You're such a conservative.

I'm just being encouraging

towards Frances's idea

of moving here.

You know,

Amsterdam used to be about

squatter protests and housing

rights, but the government's

free-market push is a disgrace.

None of my students will be

able to buy in their lifetimes.

And the sale of

social housing

has only increased the problem.

Says the man who owns

one of those apartments.

Hmm!

This is their way of getting

me to change the subject.

A clean desk is

a sign of a sick mind.

Sit anywhere you like.

I won't be long.

Hello!

Hi!

Who is it?

It's me.

You should say your name,

not just hello.

Don't know who it is or

what you want, otherwise.

You do like self-identifying,

you hypocrite.

Hello, it's me,

your daughter, Hannah.

That's it? Just a daughter?

And a filmmaker

and a mother and a woman.

Is that better?

Impressive.

So Mirjam gave me her key today

'cause someone didn't

leave one behind for me.

Who else has a key

to the apartment?

No-one.

Like my body,

my home is my temple.

And what happens

if you have another stroke?

Oh, god.

If I have another stroke,

even if you're here,

go out and have a coffee.

Jimpa!

No, I'm deadly serious.

Let me die.

A diminished life

is no life for me at all.

A diminished life?

That's a little bit ableist,

Jimpa.

So, is that why

no-one else has a key?

Well, of course.

No-one.

That's everyone

off the hook, then.

No-one feels the need

to check up on me.

And if you keep calling

and there's no answer,

wait a week before

you break the door down.

I should be dead by then.

Richard has a key.

Oh, yes, Richard has a key.

And although my sister lives

in another country,

I bet she still has a key.

Well, of course Emily has a key.

She lived here for three years

while she looked after me

like an angel.

I should have a key.

You most certainly

will need a key,

if you're gonna live here.

Have you talked

about that, have you?

Yeah, it was my idea, even

before Frances mentioned it.

I was thinking she needed...

They, Jim. They.

. ..they needed to get out of

Adelaide

before it suffocates them.

I love Adelaide, by the way,

and I'm very glad you made

something of yourself there

when I wasn't able to.

- Thank you.

- f*cking miracle.

Yeah, it's an idea

that Frances just had.

We haven't had a chance

to talk about it much.

Even the small part of Amsterdam

that I saw with Jimpa today

just felt so good.

It feels like a proper city.

Hm. The timing

couldn't be more perfect.

I... I think it's perfect.

What do you think?

I think Frances is too young.

For what?

Well, Harry doesn't mean

'too young' exactly.

I think what Harry means is

that you're a child for such

a short amount of time

and then there's so much life

that happens afterwards.

But that time as a young

person, as a young family,

is limited and then...

. ..you know, then it's gone

and you can't get it back.

But also Amsterdam is full of

people who've had to leave

in order to survive

or, you know,

find who they are or...

Like, you know, my own father,

for instance.

So who am I to say what...

what a person needs?

Are you making your

pea and ham soup?

Yeah.

Yeah, for a little gathering

we're having tomorrow.

- Ham?

- Yeah.

Dad used to make it for me

all the time.

Don't worry, I'll make

something for you vegans.

Right,

I'll make something for us.

Dennis?

I want you to meet

my grand-thing, Frances.

You two should

sit down and talk.

You know Dennis.

We used to be together.

Hi, Dennis.

And your grandfather

is a huge c**t.

And now we're

just good friends.

Oh, the best,

best friends.

- Let's chat later, OK?

- Please, yeah.

- Great.

- Uh, everyone!

Everyone!

If you haven't met my

grand-thing, this is Frances.

Hi, Frances!

I want you to introduce

yourself to them.

Yes, Frances is one of

those young people

who... suddenly has no gender,

for some reason.

So please respect that.

Uh, anyway,

I know most of you

might be aware that my life

is going through

a small transition right now.

I am finishing up my work

at the university.

-No, no. Boo!

-No, no, no, no.

I know, I know.

But it's time I moved on from...

. ..some of you old farts

anyway.

But... but don't worry -

I'm not ready to sit behind

my geraniums just yet.

In fact,

I've just been on a call

with a certain organisation

in Helsinki

about a job opportunity.

Yes. That's in Finland,

boys and girls.

So I just wanted you all

to be aware.

They haven't made up

their minds.

I haven't made up my mind.

But I want to acquaint you

with the possibility...

Ok, so... ok, what do i do?

Keep your body still

except for your arms.

Uh-huh. OK, yeah.

Like I said, the arms.

-Arms.

-And marching.

Marching, marching.

Make the arms, like,

intentional.

Tiny steps. Uh-huh.

And... no.

What?

-It has intention.

-OK, show me, show me.

You don't have to go,

like, fast all the time.

You can go slow, slow.

Slow, slow, slow.

- Ba-ba-ba.

- Hey!

Soft. Soft. Soft.

And...and do soft.

Whoo-hoo!

I knew it.

Hmm.

Leading Frances on like that.

Oh?

Encouraging the idea of

them moving over

and then the next minute saying

you've got job opportunities

in another country.

When did you organise that?

Mirjam hadn't said anything.

Oh, you've seen Mirjam?

Yeah, she's at the party now.

Is she?

Yeah.

And she gave me her key

yesterday, remember?

Oh, yes.

See, sometimes I don't know

if you've lost your memory

or you just don't care

about these things.

Come here.

We haven't had

nearly enough cuddles yet.

OLDER Mmm!

I'm sure it was just

a passing fancy.

The excitement of

coming to see me.

Are you taking a new job

in a new country?

Shouldn't I?

Why don't you retire and just...

And be an old man?

-Water my geraniums?

-Yeah, why not?

Because there's so much

to fight for.

Because work is everything.

Oh, it isn't everything.

Oh, look who's talking.

We need to feel useful,

the two of us, hmm?

Mmm.

Mm-hm! Mademoiselle!

Hmm. OK.

But Professor Jim

said to me that

teenagers can't be

into polyamory.

They just like to cheat.

Jim's never been

monogamous in his life.

Also, non-monogamous

is so different

from polyamorous.

True.

Well, I'm still

working that out.

We know, baby, we know.

We know.

I'm definitely into polyamory.

I'm a big believer

in compersion.

Oh, my God! I love you.

I love you too!

So, what do we think?

- Wow!

- Cute!

It looks cute on you.

-Oooh!

-It's cute.

Thank you.

Frances certainly doesn't

see you as useless.

I thought you didn't want

Frances to move over here.

Well, it's not up to me

to tell them what to do.

I want to support Frances.

Well, so do I.

Ah!

Hey, where are you?

I'm standing in the hallway.

OK.

Um, can I go out with Isa?

She's a friend of Richard,

she's 19

and she likes that

I know about compersion.

- What's compersion?

- Compersion.

It's taking pleasure in

witnessing someone else's

pleasure

but not related to you.

It's a polyamory thing.

OK.

'OK' I can go out

with Isa, 'OK'?

She's 19.

Well, does Richard have

this 19-year-old Isa's

phone number?

I got her number.

-She's spunky, Hannah.

-Spunky? Ugh.

Have fun, Frances,

and don't come back till

you've got a story to tell.

Thank you, Jimpa.

She's hot.

And smart.

And very nice.

You set this up.

Frances is 16!

I remember you at 16.

Yeah, but you do realise

Frances has no experience

whatsoever?

Really?

Yeah, it's like they know

the lyrics to the song

but they've never

sung it out loud.

You don't know if you can sing

until you sing.

Hmm.

Are you ready to see Amsterdam?

Yeah!

Here you can go... I think

it's open 24 hours, so...

You don't sing?

Oh, no, I love to sing.

You're cute.

To the l*sbian bar!

Yes, let's go!

I'm definitely

not a woman,

but I'm still into women.

Is it OK that I'm here?

-Roosje.

-Mmm?

This is Frances.

They're non-binary.

Are they welcome here?

-Oh, f*ck, yes.

-Yes.

- Cheers!

- Ah, ja, ja, ja.

She knows her sh*t.

So you and Bis are... something?

We've been together

since high school.

Since before he transitioned.

And I like his new,

uh, qualities.

His more masc energy.

What?

And... and you two are...

are monogamous or...

That's what's great

about being q*eer, right?

How we state things -

by what our boundaries are,

by what we want.

Yeah.

I want you, Isa.

Exactly.

For example.

Exactly.

Right.

You're still cleaning up!

You're still cleaning up too.

You didn't want

to go out with the others?

Not really.

You?

No.

Well,

if you're gonna stay up

like an anxious mother...

. ..you can have another drink.

'Anxious mother' sounds old.

Not old.

Older.

Aren't you, like, 10 years

older than me?

-Nothing!

No lovers waiting for you, then?

Just a few boys here and there.

How about you sing me a song?

What?

Come on!

Please.

What do you know

about compersion?

It's the opposite

to jealousy.

It's a polyamory thing.

How do you know about it?

It's just wanting

someone you love

to be happy and fulfilled.

It's a nice idea.

Were you pretending to sleep?

No, I think I was

trying to sleep.

Did you have fun?

-I had the best time, Mum.

-Oh!

Yay, I'm so glad.

So you liked Isa?

I'm in love.

Guys.

But I'm in love, Dad.

- Yeah, great.

- Oh!

Oh, don't!

- There you go.

- Thank you.

Tell us about your film.

Thank you, Matti. Hot, I hope.

It's impossible for it

to be any hotter, Jim.

Yes, you haven't told us

about your film yet.

I'm just trying to cast it

right now.

Why don't you just put your

mouth under the machine, Jim?

Your film?

Hannah hasn't told me a thing

about it. She's avoiding it.

Why?

So she's bisexual?

Who?

Isa, the student.

There's no such thing

as bisexuality.

- Oh!

- OK, maybe tone it down a bit.

Tone what down?

What? I'm just trying to talk

about these things openly.

Are you sure you talking openly

isn't just you wanting to

express your opinion?

So, what is a conversation

except a collision of opinions?

Uh, a conversation can also be

working towards agreement.

Says the only straight person

at the table.

Yeah, but, you know,

it's more complex

than you are making it out to be

because you have actually

been in love with women.

My mother, for instance.

Is...

Is that what your film is about?

About what?

Me and your mother?

Not exactly.

If you say you're bi,

you're just confused.

If you're attracted to

the same sex, you're g*y.

It's as simple as that.

If you say otherwise,

you're in denial.

- Here we go.

- I never said Isa was bi.

You know how many men

have said to me

that they're straight

while sucking my c*ck?

You can't be straight

with a dash of gayness.

He's just being provocative

for the sake of it.

- Mmm.

- Ignore him.

No, I once heard someone say

that they're 'mostly straight'.

Now, what the hell

does that mean?

They're just cowards.

So, Isa's a l*sbian.

What's wrong with that?

Well, it's not useful...

"Not useful"?

Dad, maybe just let

Frances speak.

Well, you know...

Are you worried that

Frances has had sex

with a 19-year-old l*sbian?

-Uh, I haven't had sex.

-I'm not worried.

And don't put words in my mouth.

I'm not.

It's fine if that's

what they want.

And by 'they', do you mean

plural or singular?

Because only one of them

is a consenting adult,

so only one of they

is able to consent.

And I think that's the l*sbian.

It's not my place

to tell Frances what to do.

Well, that's nonsense.

I tell you what to do

all the time

and whether or not

you wanna do it is up to you.

So, about this l*sbian.

She's not a l*sbian.

She's q*eer.

Shhh!

-See? There's that word again.

-What, q*eer?

-q*eer.

-Here we go.

This is the exact same

conversation

we've been having for

the past 30 years.

Dear, you might be q*eer.

- But I'm g*y.

- Yes.

And I've spent my whole life

fighting for it

as... as a visible, g*y,

HIV-positive man.

Because someone had to.

-We all have.

-Yeah, we all have.

- I understand that, but...

- Yeah, that's true.

We haven't lived through that.

Mum.

I think what

Dad's trying to say is...

No, no, what I'm

trying to say is

if Frances wants to f*ck

a hot 19-year-old

who calls themselves

Greenpeace Rainbow

Warrior Princess,

they can do it,

but calling everyone bisexual

negates the rights that I have

demanded and fought for.

Yes, it's like

we had to fight

so hard for same-sex rights -

things Frances

doesn't have to deal with.

But that's a good thing,

isn't it?

Hey.

Hey!

You know, walking out like that

could be seen as quite hostile.

Don't be too disappointed.

They're all still hurting.

Oh, by 'they', do you mean

singular or plural?

'Cause you're just being

wilfully confusing.

I know.

Jimpa is...

He's so determined

to say that Isa

has to be a l*sbian.

But for him, 'l*sbian' means

attracted to women, right?

And I'm not a woman, Mum.

Then why didn't you point

that out to Jimpa?

Do you know

how much easier it is

for you to do it than for me?

Do what?

To stand up for me.

You don't think

I stand up for you?

Well, this is what he's like.

How are you gonna do this

when I'm not here?

-It's Isa.

-Go ahead, answer it.

Oh, hi there.

Where are you

and what are you doing?

Oh, nowhere interesting.

Doing nothing much.

I doubt that,

but I was wondering

if you wanted to go for a ride

with me.

If you need to ask your mom

or Jim, that's cool.

No, I don't need to do that.

Australians are

afraid of the sun.

What's over there?

- There?

- Mmm.

It's a big cruising spot. 24/7.

Oh, is that why

you brought me here?

Do you want to go take a look?

Uh...

Did you wanna

talk anything through?

I think I'm

a bit sick of talking.

Is that ok?

Of course.

No, I tried that.

It's not working.

It says I have two more attempts

before it locks me out.

My grand-thing

has done a grand thing.

Let's celebrate.

Hmm?

Are you gonna tell Hannah?

You don't think I should?

I think sex is simpler for her.

Mmm.

I feel sorry for straight women.

Having to lie there,

people assuming you

just want to be f*cked.

No-one talks about it.

They just do what's expected.

The benefits of who we are

is you can't assume

anything about anyone.

You always have to ask

for what they want.

State what you want.

Consent's sexy.

Understanding what

someone wants.

Sure, as long as it's not like

instructions for

a washing machine.

Has Mum talked to you about

me staying in Amsterdam?

Your parents love you.

You're very supported by them.

And?

And it sounds like

schools in Australia

are much better now.

School's fine.

It's not like I'm... I'm

getting beaten up or anything.

I'm not scared exactly,

just not...

. ..connecting.

I'm tired of the feeling

that I'm somehow

rubbing my queerness

in everyone's face.

Hmm.

That might never stop.

But it will never stop us.

You're the president of

an LGBT club at school.

So it... it can't be so bad.

Maybe you don't need to

leave your family just yet.

But you had to leave

your family.

No, I didn't have to.

I wanted to.

What do you mean?

Katherine offered to move

with me with the children.

I decided to come to

Amsterdam on my own.

Does Mum know this?

I'm not sure.

What does your grandma say?

That she thought it best

that they stayed in Adelaide.

For Hannah's sake.

She was only 13.

That's a lie.

Most of the people

who left home,

their families and came here,

they did so because they had to.

Mmm.

It was a matter of survival,

of having a future.

But not me.

I was purely selfish.

Go on.

It'll do you good.

Did you... connect with Isa?

Did you understand

what Isa wanted?

Not at all.

I forgot to ask.

Nothing fit into

my idea of things.

I don't even know what I liked.

I just thought things

would be clearer.

Hello?

Oh, hi.

Nice to meet you, Tilda.

I don't want to play her

as too passive.

But she does seem to sacrifice

her needs and wants

for the sake of her husband.

Mmm.

Yeah, you could say that.

Because even though he's g*y,

I mean, it's still the man

who gets to go

and explore himself

while the woman stays at home.

Yeah,

you could say that too.

I mean, and it's

still the man that,

you know, doesn't actively

look after his children.

Which is...

I mean, that's probably

the reality for many.

Right? I mean,

especially in that time.

I just thought that might

not be how you want to...

...portray him.

Or her.

All... all those,

uh, thoughts

are really interesting, um...

-Was that about your film?

-Yes.

Have you made up with Frances?

I didn't think

I needed to.

You do know it's actually OK

to disagree and say hurtful

things to someone?

You didn't have to push so hard.

Is this about the fact

that Frances had sex?

Oh. You didn't know.

How could I know?

I'm sure Frances will tell you

all the details in no time.

Don't worry.

They've got more of

a head start than I ever had.

When I was Frances's age,

I didn't even have the word

to describe the way I...

I know, Dad.

But Frances has all the words.

Frances will be fine.

They can...

. ..idolise me from afar.

That's just the way I like it.

So you're still going

for the Helsinki job?

Oh, you don't think I should?

What are we cooking?

My osso buco.

I might make something for us.

Oh, f*ck!

-Let me see.

-No, no.

I'm fine. f*ck.

Is it deep?

Does it need stitches?

-No, no, I'm fine.

-Dad?

I don't need

a f*cking hospital! Oh!

Easy.

Just lean here.

Hold it.

Hmm.

Tell me about your film.

Uh...

It's about a couple.

It's about commitment

and our contradictory

feelings about it.

Well, my feelings about it.

And, um...

. ..I don't think people

are getting it.

Hmm.

Do you remember Stephen?

Oh, I loved him so much.

So did Frances.

Yeah. So did I.

But he was a fervent

monogamist, poor thing.

Didn't you tell him

what you wanted?

Yes, and he agreed.

At first.

Until he didn't.

And you didn't change.

I don't believe in monogamy,

dearest.

Oh, he was so lovely.

You don't believe

in monogamy either.

But I also know

how great it can be.

Constancy. Loyalty.

Sounds like you're talking

about a dog. Hmm!

How is the dog anyway?

Oh! I need to call Mum.

I'm not very open.

No. I guess not.

Are you awake?

Are you not hungry?

I was thinking

you should stay here

while I go to London.

Why?

I don't know, just...

. ..gives you the chance

to soak up Amsterdam.

Sounds like you had

a really good time with Isa.

I was...

I was going to tell you.

It's OK, Frances. It's fine.

OK.

I'm excited for you.

It's a big thing.

Jim Hill in Helsinki.

Jani! How are you?

You... you got the study

I sent you?

Yeah, yeah, of course.

Fascinating stuff.

Nothing gets my heart racing

like social housing theory.

I mean it, Jim.

-It's good to see you.

-You too.

So this is still

a huge focus for me.

Building scientific capacities

for community groups.

I remember you raised this

even all the way back

at the CDC symposium

at A*DS 2018.

It was in my plenary talk,

the one I gave at the IAS.

We can't keep up.

Oh. You were there, Karolina.

I was, I was, but I still

couldn't keep up!

So...

. ..is this an area

that you'd like

someone in this new

position to focus on?

We were very excited

when you called to say

you'd be in town

and wanted to talk

about the position.

It's such an honour,

personally speaking.

Of course we jumped on

the opportunity to meet up.

We would be honored

to access someone

with your knowledge

and experience.

Yes.

We were talking that

maybe we can even

formalise something

in an advisory capacity

or a board position, when

they come up in three years.

Mmm. Yeah.

While you're here in Helsinki,

I was hoping to take you out

for lunch or dinner.

And why would you want

to do that?

Well, we were very impressed

by Mirjam Oerlemans.

Mirjam?

She's young, but her advocacy

for equality care

aligns really well with some

of our new impact areas.

You've been a kind of mentor

to her for years.

10 years.

And you're considering her

for this new...

Hence my clumsy invite

to dinner.

You want my opinion on

Mirjam Oerlemans?

Well, you're her reference.

But we respect your opinion.

Your honesty especially,

it's legendary.

I wish we could do dinner,

but...

. ..I came without a bag,

and I... I have work back home.

But you don't need dinner

for me to tell you Mirjam...

. ..would be perfect.

She's pragmatic. Evidence-based.

Her success is focusing

on young people

and marginalised groups.

Her stellar

rights-based approach

has meant actual

policy change, not just...

'Cause that is

beautiful. OK?

Hello!

Hello!

Say your name.

-Why?

-Hi, guys.

Just dropping

the professor home.

You need to say your name,

not just hello.

Otherwise, we don't know

who you are

or what you want.

Who else would it be?

Uh, I think it's time for bed.

Well, how did it go?

-Oh, wet and miserable.

-Hmm.

But really good.

Let me, uh...

It went really well.

They'd be lucky to have me.

It reminded me... Oh.

. ..of all the ideas...

Of the ideas i still have.

Of the energy I have.

Ahhh.

What... what time is it?

Let's get you to bed, Professor.

I think

she could be interesting.

She had some interesting ideas.

But at least she's invested.

One second.

Have fun.

I think it makes sense

for you to stay here.

Mm-hm.

This was always gonna happen.

Don't make your mum feel guilty.

Yes, don't shame your mother

for working, Frances.

I'm not.

You rather have a mother

who stayed home

and cooked biscuits for you?

You want that kind of a mother?

Yep. I should go. I need

to go and get the train.

No, I don't want

that kind of a mother.

Yeah. Good.

Oh! For f*ck's sake!

Um, originally I had said

Frances might come.

Tell your mother you'll be fine.

Or tell me nothing.

Hmm.

But I... I did want to tell you.

I just... I hadn't yet.

That's not what I

meant.

It's fine.

You didn't have to tell me.

OK?

OK? Of course it's OK.

Uh...

You don't want to stay

in Amsterdam?

Do you want to come with me?

But Dad's fine. He's been

to Finland for an interview.

You need to tell your father

that he's being

ridiculous and selfish.

He doesn't need me

to tell him those things.

Tell him he needs to retire

with some f*cking dignity.

We don't need to tell him

anything.

He's feeling old, Mum.

Have you talked to him

about your film yet?

Uh, kind of.

You're worried that

he's not gonna give you

his divine blessing?

I just don't want to get

into an argument.

Then he'll tell you

there are far more

interesting parts in his life,

so be ready.

Maybe.

You never come visit anymore,

Mirjam.

-You told me not to.

-I never!

You did.

You did.

Thank you for the kind words

you said about me.

I meant them.

You could have told me.

I didn't know you were going

for the same job

until you announced it

in front of everyone

at your party.

If you'd known earlier,

would you still have

gone for the position?

If there is a job,

think of Richard, won't you?

Get him out of my hair.

Two hugs.

Aren't you lucky?

I can't

believe I feel jealous.

It's OK, I understand.

It's not ok.

It's stupid. It's so f*cking...

It's so f*cking stupid.

Maybe things were

just a bit fast.

My God.

It's so immature of me,

isn't it?

Can we just go home?

We will.

Talk to Jimpa about your film

and let's go home.

I will.

I don't think I want the job.

I think...

I'll stay in Amsterdam.

I... I think Amsterdam could be

really great for you, Frances.

I'll stay here

so you can live with me.

-Are you sure?

-Of course.

It'll mean that you'll come

visit more often as well.

Yeah.

What do you say, grand-thing?

- OK.

- Good.

Is that what you want?

Yeah, I mean,

sounds amazing, Jimpa.

Good.

f*ck me.

Your cunning plan

really didn't work out

as expected, did it?

How old are you?

Old enough.

Hm. Just wanting to be safe,

you know.

Always safe.

I once f*cked an older guy,

then discovered he'd escaped

from a nursing home.

The perils of being

a daddy chaser.

Hmm!

So come on.

Chase me.

I did say I regretted Frances

not spending

enough time with him.

Mmm.

It is a great city.

-Really good cafes.

-Mmm.

Good schools too.

Hey, Richard.

Uh, I don't know

what they've told you...

. ..but two days ago,

you had a bad stroke.

So you've been in a coma

to protect your brain.

And now they've taken you

out of the coma

to see how you are.

And they told us that you can

hear us now. Is that right?

Apparently you can

squeeze my hand.

So if you can hear me, Dad,

can you squeeze my hand?

OK.

So we'll do once for yes,

two for no.

OK.

So are you OK?

I mean, are you in any pain?

No? Good. OK.

And do you know who I am?

It's me, Hannah, your daughter.

And a filmmaker

and a woman and a mother.

And Frances is here as well,

your grandchild.

Hi, Jimpa.

Don't worry, Dad, OK?

I know what to do.

OK, I know.

Do you feel like you?

No, of course you don't.

Stupid question.

Strange, you not talking.

Shall I tell you about yourself?

OK.

You were born in 1951.

Your parents were Mary and Bill.

You don't believe in monogamy.

Uh, you've had many lovers.

Stephen, who we all loved.

And then when you first

got here, there was a, um...

He was a photographer.

Tall, blonde.

He took that photo of you

that I really loved.

Daan.

His name was Daan.

I remember. Yeah, Daan.

He can't remember?

I'm just making sure that

he understands who he is.

Hey. Sorry.

Oh, God, look at him.

Jesus.

Oh, Hannah, I can't bear that.

- Hey, he can hear you.

- OK.

So he can't

breathe on his own?

- No.

- OK.

Not yet, anyway. Hmm?

Jesus, can they just

prop him up or something?

He looks f*cking horrific

like this.

Why don't we just

sit and talk to him?

OK.

I mean, I don't really know

what to say.

He's usually the one

doing all the talking.

You talk just fine.

Yeah, I know that. I know I do.

Oh, my God, Hannah,

look at our dad.

He can hear you.

Oh, god, dad, you look

like sh*t.

Hi.

It's OK.

Oh.

I am here.

It's OK.

The doctor said there was

a similar patient

who can now sit in the backyard

with a cup of tea

and a dog on their lap

and... and that

there's... there's no reason

Dad couldn't have that life.

Oh, this coffee is awful.

What have they done to the milk?

Look at your risotto.

-Who puts tofu in risotto?

-It's fine.

No. Excuse me!

If it's bad, you send it back.

I've already eaten

a quarter of it.

Jesus, Hannah, they need

to know if their food is bad.

I will tell them and I'll get

them to take it back.

No, please don't.

Why not?

Who puts tofu in risotto?

Would you like me

to remove the tofu?

No, it's fine.

I've... I've already eaten some.

And honestly, it's fine.

Let her have the terrible

risotto if she wants.

Fine, yep.

Just tell the kitchen

that it's terrible.

And look, these eggs, they're

way overcooked. Look at that.

Have a proper look. They're

solid, they don't even move.

Uh, shall I get the kitchen

to make them again?

No, you just tell the kitchen

that they're terrible.

OK.

We could get him a dog

and he could sit

in the garden...

Probably hooked up to machines.

. ..the dog on his lap,

and they... they said that

he might even be able to

communicate a little bit.

In the words

of the doctor, "Maybe,

"and after an extended

and difficult

"period of rehabilitation."

It's still possible.

It could take years, Em,

with no guarantee,

and that's the best possible

scenario.

But it's still a life.

And no-one should give up

their life to look after Dad.

-He wouldn't want that.

-Oh, Jesus, Hannah.

-It's not what he wants.

-How do you know that?

There was

no advanced care directive.

There's no recent will either.

Stephen's still in it.

Because it wasn't updated.

But we know what he wants.

That's not the same.

He told me, Em,

and he was very clear.

If he ends up more diminished,

let him die.

And... and what?

What, we just go and get coffee?

Is that what he said?

You know what Dad's like.

He just says sh*t like I do.

He could have written it down,

he could have... he could have

left instructions,

but he didn't.

And maybe he would be very happy

just sitting in the garden

with a dog on his lap.

That's his idea of hell.

Well, lately

he's been happy

to sit on the couch

and eat yoghurt.

He has been very diminished

since his first stroke, Hannah.

You just haven't been around.

I have seen him sit on

the couch and eat yoghurt.

Oh.

Well, there were these panels

and they were about 3x6

and, well, there were

all different kinds of fabrics

and... and we would decorate

them

with gems and buttons and...

Everything.

Anything.

Whatever we wanted.

Sequins,

stuffed animals.

Hair. Condoms.

But everything you got

you then...

. ..sewed together

to form the quilt.

I felt like we were doing

that every week. I loved it.

How could you love it?

I mean, it's so... sad.

- I think it was just...

- Hmm.

I was 15.

I think it just felt like

family arts and crafts to me.

It was important work

because some didn't get

funerals or celebrations.

Or families were ashamed.

You know, or didn't want

to bring attention

to how they died.

So it's the only way

people who had

an A*DS-related death

are remembered still.

- Mmm.

- One day it's, uh...

"Have you heard about Felix?

"He's gone back home

to his family."

And then we hear

from the family.

Felix suddenly died from

lung cancer

or something ridiculous.

Yeah. We knew the truth.

But you didn't really

know in those early days.

You were constantly checked,

but you were always scared.

Always f*cking scared.

We went on holiday to Spain.

You were there?

-Yeah. Tom.

-Yeah.

- And Jim.

- Jim.

And we went to the g*y beach.

There was this man,

very skeletal man,

with just his, uh...

. ..how do you call this,

swimming, uh...

-Swimmers.

-Swimmers, yeah.

And when he got up from

his bed to go to the sea,

you could see that he was

covered in Kaposi sarcoma.

Hmm.

Honestly, all over his body.

It was horrible.

And I was thinking

what a horrible sight it was,

but at the same time, I thought,

no, but it's also brave

and it's also beautiful

that he felt comfortable

showing his body like this.

But Jim wasn't interested, no.

Jim just pointed to

a small purple spot

on Tom's neck or shoulder

and he said...

"You need to get that

checked, otherwise... eugh."

No!

He just never has

any f*cking tact.

No tact.

Like, none at all.

We were on the beach.

There was no etiquette

about these things.

No.

But still, yeah,

it was... it was rude.

Tom was kind of

a sensitive man,

unlike Jim.

And he said, "Well, thanks, Jim.

"Thank you very much

for ruining my holiday.

"Muchas gracias, darling."

But he did have it.

- Ohh.

- He did have it, yes.

-Yes, and he did get a quilt.

-Yeah.

It's so... it's so horrific.

Sorry. It's terrible.

Sorry, I'm sorry.

It's a terrible story. It's

not funny at all. It's not.

I don't even know

why I'm laughing about it.

Sorry.

Oh, God, I just

don't want him to die.

But I do need

more wine, so...

Coming up.

Thank you.

Thank you, sir.

I think that... Yeah.

I do, you know.

What?

Want him to die.

Because you don't need him

like they do.

He thinks we have a thing.

I know.

Dark pink skin on the knuckles.

Prominent tendons.

Little cut.

Hmm!

There's a few dark hairs

on the outside of the hand.

Be grateful and f*cking move on.

Do you think Emily knows

Jimpa better than you do?

Do you?

Emily's lived with or close

to Jimpa her whole life

so she's got a... different

relationship to him

than the one we have.

We have?

What's that?

Long-distance.

Mm.

I just wanna know

what Jimpa wants.

You don't think

I know what he wants?

The story you tell

about how he eventually had

to leave to come to Amsterdam,

about how Grandma decided it

was best to stay in Adelaide.

Yeah?

It's not true.

Grandma said to Jim that

she could come with him

and bring the kids.

You could all

move here together.

And Jimpa said no.

He said he wanted

to do it on his own.

He could have

brought you all with him

but he didn't want to.

Is that what he said to you?

Do you think he was lying?

No, I don't think he was.

Are you and Dad monogamous?

Mostly.

Why don't you talk about it?

I'm not as open as Jimpa.

Hmm.

And you were Director of

Public Health for five years.

Do you remember that?

Yeah? And...

Thank you.

And... and...

Emily's here.

Hannah,

you don't have to do it.

No sh*t. I'm not eating ham.

What? f*ck.

No, Hannah,

I'm talking about our dad.

No, it won't be me

that actually kills him.

f*cking hell, Hannah. I'm...

I mean that you don't

have to look after him.

If that's what scares you,

I will do that. You know this.

You're not gonna

have to give up anything.

Emily.

No, it's my f*cking life.

I can help.

I can stay here

and live with them.

Jimpa would love it and...

. ..I can properly experience

this place.

- No.

- Why not?

You were ready to let me

live with him before.

No, no, not necessarily.

You weren't?

Hannah, can you please

say something?

It's not what he wants.

It's OK, Mum.

Sorry, don't take this

as hostile, but I need to go.

Go for a walk.

-Is that Stephen?

-Mmm.

What did you

say to him?

I told him he was

being stubborn

for not updating his will.

I told him I never wanted

anything from him

except for his constancy

and that was the one thing

he refused to give me.

And I asked him what's the use

of all of his ideals

and opinions

if he can't give the people

he loves what they need.

You know,

you're allowed to be angry

or disappointed by him

and still think

the world of him.

I know.

Are you sure?

I'm not sure if you

remember much about

what we talked about

the other day.

Or if you remember

much about anything.

But I'm Hannah,

your youngest daughter.

And a filmmaker.

A mother.

A woman.

And we have to decide

what to do with you today.

You tell me off

for not answering

my phone when you call.

And for not visiting enough

and for working too hard,

but you taught me

those things.

And I'm about to make

a film about you

and I kept saying

I couldn't visit yet

and you kept saying to

block out the time in my diary

and just to tell everyone

I'm working with

that it's happening

and to come for a visit.

This is one way to keep me

around longer than planned!

Are you OK? Are you in any pain?

No? Good.

So I'm gonna tell you

about my film.

It starts in 1977...

...which is obviously

a different and difficult time

to come out as g*y.

But it's extra hard

for my main character

because he's married,

with a toddler

and a newborn baby.

But he does tell his family.

And instead of conflict,

he and his wife work out

how to keep living together

and to raise

their two children.

They start creating

a different bond

where they co-parent

and they share a life and...

...both of them having

various relationships,

some good, some bad, and...

...they go on living like this

for over 10 years.

And, um...

...you know, they build

a home together,

they... cook biscuits.

They coach each other

through life

to make a good life,

a good family.

And because of this, their

youngest daughter grows up

seeing their dad as g*y

and a father as one thing -

as one whole thing, with

no hidden or separated parts.

But then all this changes

when she turns 13.

The father is finding it harder

to get work in Adelaide.

He's considered too political,

too controversial,

and... he feels limited by

the views, the place,

the lifestyle,

and so he says

he needs to leave.

And so, just like that,

after 13 years, he leaves.

But instead of it being

a terrible decision...

. ..it's presented as

something wonderful...

. ..that will prove to open up

all their lives.

And it did.

So that's what the film's about.

It's about a daughter learning

to not need her father so much.

Because she doesn't want him

to stay at home

and cook biscuits for her.

And her being grateful for that.

Do you like that story, Jimpa?

And do you think it's true?

Jimpa.

Do you want to die now?

Em...

Hmm.

You've said goodbye

to him a hundred times.

He'll be OK, Mum.

I just don't want him to feel

alone. He must be so scared.

Hello?

Jimpa always

thought he was right.

You might have heard him say,

"I'm not often wrong

and I'm right this time."

But he did

change his mind sometimes.

He was just used to

fighting for it.

He told me recently

he was selfish.

And it's true that

he could be careless.

He hurt people.

I always said he was my hero.

But I didn't really know him

that well.

I just had an idea of him.

I'm grateful for that idea.

I love you.

I love you too.

You're my hero.