[waves crashing]
[singer] ♪ I spent my whole life running away ♪
♪ I spent my whole life ♪
♪ I spent my whole life running away ♪
♪ I spent my whole life ♪
♪ I spent my whole life running away ♪
♪ I spent my whole life ♪
♪ I spent my whole life running away ♪
♪ You know I think I kind of like it ♪
♪ Like it better that way ♪
♪ You know I think I kind of like it ♪
♪ Like it better that way ♪
[phone vibrates]
Oh, fuck.
[phone beeps]
[sighs]
What?
What do you want?
[Hendrix] Hey, Viv.
Grandad's dead.
[indistinct chatter over TV]
You coming?
My episode's up next.
No, I need to go.
Floor's a bit wet.
And your hairdryer's broken.
[Ritchie] Whatever.
♪
[singer] ♪ Ah ♪
[Hendrix] Yeah, yeah, yeah, she likes peas and carrots,
she just doesn't like em together.
You're gonna have to plate 'em up separately.
Oh. No, potato.
Yeah, no, the only way that bad boy's going in
is on an airplane spoon.
Oh, I gotta go.
Just make the propeller noise.
Sorry.
Laura's on, uh, lunch duty.
You look like shit.
[Vivian] And you think you look good, do you?
[Hendrix cries]
Oh.
Can you believe it?
One minute he's calling to explain
how to set up a washing machine,
the next he's just not here anymore.
It's been like this since it happened.
Oh, hey, I got us yogurts,
like the ones he used to give us.
Thought it'd be nice.
Used to give them to the twins, too.
Yeah, I never really liked those.
Here.
How'd it happen?
Died in his sleep.
Of course he did.
That's so fucking classy.
Hm.
They said when they found him,
he had a big smile on his face.
[laughs]
Yeah, well they would say that, wouldn't they?
They're not going to tell you your grandfather died
looking like Gollum.
How are you doing?
Okay.
I know he meant a lot to you.
Yeah, well he meant a lot to everyone.
Yeah, well, I feel like as I've gotten older,
I've developed a really healthy emotional tap.
But you?
You tend to make Lord of the Rings jokes
about our dead grandfather
and then you let it out later in a slightly unhealthy way.
He was 82 and he died in his sleep.
That's sort of the dream.
Doesn't mean it's not sad.
What are we doing here anyway?
Doesn't all this will stuff happen after the funeral?
Oh, you know John.
He likes to compartmentalise his mourning.
We do admin first, then we grieve.
Wait. John organised this?
Yeah. Why? Shit!
What? I thought you two sorted all that out.
Yeah, we did. In our way.
You have spoken to him since, right?
Oh, my God. Vivian! It's been a week!
I've been busy!
Doing what?
Both all right?
Nice to see you again, Vivian.
I'll just wait right here
while you finish your children's food.
Oh.
♪
[sobbing]
Oh, Jesus.
♪
[Wilkinson] Greetings!
Sorry about the wheels.
Had my hip replaced.
How fast can that thing go?
As fast as you like.
You just close your eyes and use your imagination.
I hate to be a pain,
but I have to be back at the office at 2:00,
so the will?
- There is a will? - Oh, yes. Yes, yes, yes, yes.
All pretty straightforward.
May I say first how sorry I was to hear about your grandfather.
He was a great man, with a mean swing.
Thank you so much.
The assets?
[Wilkinson] As your legal guardian,
he decided to divide them equally
between the three of you.
As you know, there wasn't much money,
but he did have some items of value.
Now Hendrix,
you shall receive Fred and Ginger,
his beloved golf clubs.
Oh!
[Wilkinson] And John,
Walt's Zero-Gravity Heated
Shiatsu Massage recliner chair.
Lucky chap.
And, uh... [hums]
Vivian.
You are now custodian
of his cliffside property near Dalton's Crevice.
[John] I... I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
I thought you just said that, uh,
that the assets were being divided equally?
Three ways, yes.
[John] I'm just struggling to understand
how a heated shiatsu massage recliner chair equates
to an entire waterfront property.
Perhaps Walt wasn't considering monetary value.
[John] Mm. Mm. Uh-hmm. Uh-hmm.
I don't wish to speak ill of a dead man, but...
What? But... but... but...
But sometimes he made bad decisions.
John... And... and I'm not sure
that Vivian is capable,
nor entirely deserving,
of looking after a property right now.
Are you serious? She's broke,
and, um, last week, she burnt down my food truck
with a cigarette... It was a fucking vape!
All right, guys, how about we wait until we get out...
[Vivian] It was an accident. [John] Right.
Does smoking a bacon-flavoured vape
in a vegan food truck sound like an accident?
It doesn't.
It sounds passive-aggressive, actually.
[John] You know, I gave her a job
out of the goodness of my heart.
The thing goes up and she just legs it.
No, I didn't. I tried to put it out.
[John] Really, Vivian? Really?
Why didn't you call me?
Where have you been?
At home.
[John] I had to ask the fireman
to look for your remains with the burnt-up kimchi and hummus.
You know, now that we've talked this out,
I think it may be better
if Vivian just sells the property,
- pays me the proceeds. - [both] What?
We can't just sell his house!
[John] Why not?
Because it was his house.
Oh, so that... so that means something to you now, does it?
Because I was the one that cared.
I was the one that visited.
You've never even been there,
and sat with him in that...
Well then, we can't just shit
all over his final wishes so you can pay for a stupid van.
[John] It's not about the van...
[Vivian] Then what's it about?
It's... [Vivian] Please, tell us,
before that head of yours snaps off
from all the fucking nodding.
It's... it's... [Vivian] What?
It's about everything!
It's about you being an irresponsible twat
who hasn't even dried her hair for this.
It's dripping all down your back.
[sighs]
What do you think?
I... I'd rather not say.
I am so sorry.
[Wilkinson] All right. Siblings, eh?
No matter how old you get,
you still act like ferrets in a sock
when you get together.
Yeah.
♪
[singer] ♪ I've been a bit full of this shit ♪
♪ I cannot confess to you now ♪
♪ I've been a bit held up with shit ♪
♪ Draining my energy left and right ♪
[Wilkinson laughs]
Young Vivian! Didn't take you as punctual.
Well, what do you think?
I think it's different to the others.
Ah, yes. But look at the character.
Come on, chop-chop.
View's even more charming on the inside.
Oh!
That's handy.
Right, well, here we are.
♪
[Vivian] Oh.
They don't move these things when people...
[Wilkinson] No, no.
They don't move anything.
You're family.
You decide what you want to keep.
[key jingling]
[Wilkinson] And...
♪
These are yours.
Should we take a gander at the yard?
He was building a pergola, apparently.
Didn't quite get around to finishing it.
I've been told that the view's not too bad through those trees.
Go ahead.
[waves crashing]
♪
Seems a bit unnecessary.
Fuck me!
♪
Oh, before I forget.
Walt asked me to pass on one more thing.
"Vivian,
if you're reading this,
I must be dead.
Disappointing,
but fingers crossed it happened in my sleep.
I leave you this house to look after.
Yes, the gig can be a bit of a bastard sometimes,
but I swear, that if you stick it out,
it'll show you what you're truly capable of.
Lots of love, Grandpa Walt."
Right. Weird.
Thanks.
[Wilkinson] Come on.
Was that in there too,
or was that your own special touch?
A bit of both.
Well, that's it for me.
Good-oh.
♪
[Vivian] Alex!
Hey, it's Viv.
Listen, I just inherited
a pretty sweet little beach house.
Real lighthouse keeper vibes.
Anyway, did you wanna come over and we can...
Right.
Nikita!
Listen, I just inherited a pretty sweet little beach...
Vivian.
I lived with you, like this morning.
♪
[singer humming]
♪ Electric waves a rush of energy ♪
♪ Silent river pouring backward eternally ♪
♪ Through the phase and touch of entropy ♪
♪ Old age in the beginner ♪
♪ To hit the stage and blush wild, laughingly ♪
♪ Crush the rage and rush time tappingly ♪
♪ Call the name... ♪
[David on voicemail] Hey, you've reached David from Embrace.
If it's an emergency, please call...
Shit.
[singer] ♪ Turning the two-fork, taped up television ♪
♪ Into tunnel vision ♪
♪ Taking the new fork tactile as revision ♪
♪ Working the revision ♪
♪ Time escaping ♪
♪ There is no reason to go down alone ♪
♪ Through distortion's secret telephone ♪
♪ Separate contact separate ♪
♪ Poison in the ether ♪
♪ Swinging still incessant pendulum ♪
♪ Lavender, nettle, calendula ♪
♪ Separate, contact, concentrate ♪
♪ Drawing out the fever ♪
♪ Time escaping ♪
♪
[woman sobbing]
[waves crashing]
Oi!
Don't come any closer!
What the fuck are you doing?
Killing myself!
Well, please don't!
Why not?
'Cause... well, 'cause this is my new backyard!
You can't just ruin someone's backyard
'cause their fence is a bit shit.
What?
No!
Wait!
I'm sorry you got left at the altar.
That really fucking sucks.
I left him!
Well, then shouldn't you be happy?
I don't know.
I didn't do it on purpose!
What does that mean?
My arms, they just sort of opened the car door
and threw me out of the limo,
and I don't know why I did it,
because he is actually perfect.
And I know a lot of people say that about their fiancés,
but he's like actually perfect.
Oh, and now he's gonna be standing there.
His little face, it's gonna be broken,
while people tap him on the shoulder and tell him,
"She's coming," when I am not coming!
The priest is going to lean over
and tell him that he's got another wedding in ten,
and that is when he'll know.
Oh, and then he'll look over at my parents.
Oh, my parents!
Oh, they're gonna be so angry!
My cousins!
They paid $50 a head for the beef!
Oh, you are so fucking stupid!
Everybody says it and it's true!
You have blown up your fucking life.
Fucking... whoa!
[Vivian] Shut up right now.
You're not fucking stupid.
In fact, it seems to me very fucking smart
to veto a fifty-year commitment
that didn't sit right with you.
Now it's a shame you didn't have the same foresight
with that tattoo on your back,
but we can't be savvy all the time,
can we?
No.
Now have some fucking self-respect.
Stop crying.
Own your decision and get on with it.
[laughs] Wow.
[Vivian] All right.
I'm gonna go now.
Glad I could help you.
Where are you going?
[Vivian] Back inside.
Can I come with you?
[Vivian] No.
Okay.
All right.
Okay. [mumbling]
Hey!
Fine. Fine.
Just get away from there, okay?
Come on.
Okay.
[singer] ♪ It's a damn shame but this has to end ♪
♪ Yeah, you know it's time... ♪
Okay.
Help me.
Help yourself.
There's only one bed, so...
That's okay.
[singer] ♪ ...you wanna take my time ♪
♪ Let me take my time ♪
[woman snoring]
[singer] ♪ Still holding on ♪
♪ To all the things that I want ♪
♪ But every night I feel you ♪
♪ Wrapped around my side ♪
♪ Yeah, you think it's fine ♪
♪ Fuck, you know it's time ♪
[snore continues]
[knocking on door]
Coming!
Fuck!
Oh, welcome to the Crevice!
Come here! Oh!
[laughs]
I'm Anna from number ten.
Brought breakfast.
Oh, this is Dane, my very single son.
I did tell him to stand next to me,
but between you and me, he's always had a small problem
with assertiveness. Shall we come in?
Ah, now's not the best time...
Very single, hey?
What does that mean? Not sure.
If I was more assertive, I could probably ask.
♪
[Vivian] Sorry about the mess.
Oh, don't worry love.
It was chaos when Walt was here.
You knew my Grandad?
Sit down, Dane.
Yes, 'course!
We're a very tight-knit street, this one.
I mean, that being said, it was very difficult
to actually know someone like Walt.
He spoke about you very fondly.
Said you had a nipple pierced.
Always wish I'd done it.
But alas, a piercer in Bali told me that my ratios
were all wrong... Oh, Mum!
Oh, sorry, Vivian!
Dane does tell me I'm a textbook over-sharer.
He's moved home to save for a house,
but I think if he had his time again,
he'd just sell an organ.
Now I just wanted to say
it's so impressive what you've taken on.
[Vivian] Yeah, I mean, the house needs a bit of work,
but I'm in between jobs right now.
Yes, well that's good.
'Cause you're gonna need the time
for when they come a-knocking.
And by "they" you mean the workmen?
No, I mean...
I mean, the suicidal people.
You don't have to whisper that, Mum.
Sorry, what?
Walt got at least one a week.
Oh, a saint, he was.
Oh. In fact, you know,
I do a bit of a street newsletter.
It would be so wonderful to get a POV piece on you.
Guardian of the Crevice 2.0...
Mum, I don't think she realises...
[Amy] Morning, all!
[Anna] Oh, I'm so sorry.
I didn't realise you had company!
- [Vivian] No, she's just... - I was having a breakdown
on the ledge last night, and this one talked me down.
I'm Amy, by the way. I didn't get yours.
Vivian. Vivian.
[chuckles]
Oh.
Your first save.
[laughs]
Lucky I put the cacao nibs in.
♪
[Anna] So this is one of my earlier pieces
from when I first retired.
I mean, it's a tad over-written,
but you get the idea.
So people come here to...
Yeah. Yeah, it's been that way for a while.
Usually, when tenants find out,
they hightail it out of here pretty quick smart.
Not Walt, though.
He really took it on. Oh!
Jesus, what a guy.
And those eyes. Amen!
Oh, it was like a warm fire.
He saved 60 people?
Oh, God no!
This is from two years ago.
I'd say he clocked up closer to two hundred by the end.
You know, he'd invite them in for a nice chat.
Have a cup of tea.
He was quite remarkable.
You know, I'm surprised he never mentioned it, love.
I mean, I do find it a bit bizarre
that he didn't tell the person moving in.
♪
[Anna] Vivian?
[Vivian] "Yeah, the gig can be a bit of a bastard sometimes."
Bastard sometimes.
Can be a bit of a bastard sometimes...
That little shit.
♪
He set me up!
Mum, maybe we should, um...
Yeah, sorry, of course. Oh, where is my head?
Listen, I brought Dane here round
because he's a psychologist.
He's a bit obsessed with all this sort of stuff.
[Dane] Yeah, that's not what I meant.
And it's a PhD.
Oh! Sorry. Yes, it's a PhD.
Anyway, he used to help Walt with these sorts of things.
You know, give him some tips on how to deal
- with this sort of stuff. - Fuck, no.
I don't believe in that digging inside
other people's heads bullshit.
- No offence, Dane. - I'm sure there's none taken.
No, actually, um...
That digging inside other people's heads bullshit
is incredibly important with stuff like this.
Mm, well, you have to say that.
[chuckles]
Particularly when the person taking this on
is obviously um... What?
Ill-equipped?
Oh, I was going to say dismissive and rude.
[Anna] I'll come and get my thermos later.
Ooh! Maybe grab a couple of snappy quotes from you then!
[waves crashing]
[Amy] That was a bit of a bombshell, hey?
Are you all right?
Oh, not that one. That looks terrible.
I'm sorry? Oh, my area of work
is shop assisting. I pride myself on my honesty.
Have I offended you?
I didn't mean to.
I'm just saying, there's still time to take it back.
Yeah, well, I wear this one all the time, so...
[Amy] Oh.
So, where you off to then, all dressed up?
My grandfather's funeral.
Of course. Yeah.
Um, what a great guy...
Do you have somewhere you can go?
I can give you my phone.
Vivian.
Oh, Vivian.
I...
I don't mean to sound weird or anything,
but I'm sort of spiritual.
Well, yesterday something really strange happened to me.
There was this brolga.
A what?
Oh, it's a wetland bird.
Like um, maybe this tall?
And it's kinda like...
Well, I rolled out of the limo
and he... ooh, I'm assuming he was a he,
because he was very, very big...
He was just staring at me.
And I knew in that instant who he was.
My guardian angel!
Which yeah, is a bit weird for me,
because usually mine's a rabbit.
Anyway, he just takes off,
squawking this thing that sounded remarkably like...
[makes noise]
Like "Amy!
Follow me!"
So I did.
And then we end up at the house, and the ledge
that I assumed the big brolga
was telling me to throw myself off.
But after hearing what your grandfather left you,
I know the brolga wasn't leading me to my death,
he was leading me to a new life here,
with you, helping people.
Yeah, I can't deal with this right now.
Oh, shh.
I know it's a lot.
I'll give you some time to mull on it.
Ooh! There. Shopkeeper hands!
[waves crashing]
[John] Thank you so much for coming.
Thank you.
Thank you for coming.
Thanks for coming.
- You're late. - [Vivian] I had to change.
[Hendrix] Oh, June and Dotty,
do you want to say hi to Aunty Viv?
- Hey, Viv. - Hey, Laura.
Hey, you babies. Still a cat.
Ah, yes, yep, still a cat.
We are handing these out.
I thought it would be a nice way to greet our guests on arrival.
Oh, and I've um... I've...
brought my boyfriend.
Oh! [John] Alej?
Everyone, this is Alejandro.
Hey, Alejandro.
Oh, it's so nice to finally meet the bloody food truck muse.
Ah, no. No.
No. Nice to meet you two.
[Vivian] Whoa.
I just wish it would be under different circumstance.
- Sorry for your loss. - Thanks.
- Our bad... - You're so hot, man. Jesus.
- [Laura] Hendrix. - [Hendrix] Sorry, just...
it's a bit full on.
You just look like you've stepped out
of a European perfume ad.
Anyway, I just had a quick question
re Grandad's house.
Do you... do you model?
[Laura] Okay. That's enough.
Is this about the entire waterfront property
that's just fallen into your lap?
- That's not what I meant. - Okay, well it can wait.
Thank you.
♪
Viv!
Ritchie! What the hell are you doing here?
I'm here for the funeral, mate.
You left your laptop open at mine,
so I went through your messages.
I know we're not together or anything,
but I just thought, "Fuck it, she'd want me here."
Oh, it's pretty sad, eh?
Everyone's crying.
Have you been to a funeral before?
Nup. Like my Nan came close to going once,
but now she's on one of those machines that helps her breathe.
She loves it.
Anyway, I've got good news.
Is your bro around? Why?
Well, I know you're pretty cut up about
burning down his truck, so I got onto Travis,
and it turns out the weed he gave us that day
was laced with ket... Shhh!
So that's why you fell asleep.
I just... I've gotta go.
Oh, you coming back to mine?
No. Oh.
Maybe. I don't know.
Love that. Keeping me on my toes.
And hey, remember Viv.
There's so much love for you in this church right now.
So much love.
[Vivian] Oh, my God!
[Hendrix] You think I should go?
[Vivian] Hey. Hey.
Who is that?
A friend.
[Hendrix] Where do I know him from?
Thanks, mate.
- He did a dating show once. - Oh!
Married In The Dark! Oh, my God.
It's Ritchie P!
Oh, he's the only guy who picked two women at the end.
[Laura] Shh, shh shh.
Listen.
Did Grandad tell you anything weird
about the house when you used to visit?
No. What's up?
People throw themselves off it.
[Hendrix] Sorry? Yeah.
He was like some guardian angel and he didn't tell me.
♪
[all] ♪ Most Holy Spirit ♪
♪ Who didst brood upon the chaos ♪
♪ Dark and rude ♪
♪ And bid its angry tumult cease ♪
[John] Pack up the moon
and dismantle the sun
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood
For nothing now can come to any good...
Yep. Ooh, shit.
That's it. Thank you.
[Father Terry] Thank you, John, for that beautiful poem,
from one of my favourite films, actually.
Yeah. Four Weddings And A Funeral.
I love me some Hugh Grant in a suit!
Right. Okay.
Well next, we're going to be hearing
from Walt's youngest granddaughter, Vivian.
Hi, everyone.
As Father Terry said, I'm Walt's youngest
and least impressive grandchild.
As most of you know,
when my parents had their accident,
he took us in.
He was our other Dad, really.
There for me when no one else knew what the fuck to say.
Sorry, I said "fuck," Father.
That wasn't written down. It just slipped out.
[Father Terry] That's all right.
He wrote all my essays and scared off my boyfriends.
And this one time when I was 16,
he took me to an STI clinic
'cause I thought I had herpes on my face.
It was just acne,
but he humoured me all the same.
[mouthing] So much love.
He was a truly remarkable person.
Sometimes.
He was a truly remarkable person, sometimes.
But today, in all honesty,
I'm really fucking mad at that guy up there.
Because it turns out
that that waterfront property he left me,
in what I assumed was a generous response
to Sydney's housing crisis,
is actually just a giant cliff
with a bit of house on it.
And the woman next door tells me
that people just throw themselves off it all the time,
and he tried to save them all.
So now I don't know what the fuck to do.
Sorry again, Father.
[sighs]
'Cause he's just thrown me in the deep end...
like he always does.
He just expects me
to do this huge thing,
despite the fact I've told him time and time again
that I can't do things like this.
That I'm nothing fucking like him!
And yes, that was another "fuck"
and I'm not even going to apologise for that one
'cause I'm just so fucking angry.
And it's pouring out of me like sweat
and maybe it's because I've repressed
all my Walt-related emotions
and now they're just coming out in a fucked-up way.
I told her. Okay.
[exhales]
And now that I've let out all the anger...
what's left is...
the sadness.
♪
That you're actually gone.
That I pushed you away.
But the saddest bit of all...
is having to let you down one more time,
after decades of doing it relentlessly.
I can't do this, Grandad.
I'm sorry.
Bye.
♪
[indistinct chatter]
Go.
[indistinct chatter]
[Father Terry] Right.
[John] How dare you!
How dare you ruin his funeral like that.
Shit, John, easy! No, no, no!
You can't just grieve, can you?
Sorry.
[crows cawing]
Okay, that's not mine.
Are you high right now?
No!
God, John, no, I swear.
It's a friend's!
- Go back inside, Hendrix. - Shouldn't we just...
Back inside, Hendrix, now, please.
I just want one day that she doesn't ruin,
for once in our fucking lives.
Inside. Please.
I'll, um...
I'll call you later, okay?
Just go home.
♪
[waves crashing]
♪
How'd it go?
I guess not as expected?
I found something.
Walt wasn't just building a pergola.
He was building some kind of tearoom
for the people who come through here...
I'm selling the place, Amy.
I owe my brother some money and it's best if I just leave,
so yeah, you'll need to fuck off somewhere.
Yeah, but this is amazing...
As is your capacity for ignoring what I'm saying...
Shh!
Okay, did you just fucking shoosh me again?
No, I mean just wait a second!
Someone's here.
Vivian, he's heading for the ledge.
Help. Help me!
No, no, no! Come on!
What are you doing?
Oh, what you did to me! Now wake up!
[Vivian] Get off! No!
Absolutely yes!
Not until you tell me why you're so afraid.
Because I ruin things.
Okay? I ruin everything!
Walt didn't tell me what this place was
'cause he knew I'd run a mile.
He knew I'd think I'd ruin this too and guess what? I will.
I can't be the person he wanted.
I can't be this fucking angel...
[laughs]
Why are you fucking laughing?
You think I didn't jump last night
because you were an angel?
Bitch, last night you were the demon from hell!
But I looked at you with your bad eyeliner
and your tired eyes and I just thought,
"Here's a person who gets it,
and if she can keep going, so can I."
Just finish this pergola for him, okay?
Like he wanted.
And if you still hate it you can sell it
for even more and fuck off like you want to.
♪
[man panting]
Come on, mate.
Fucking jump, mate.
[Vivian] Come inside.
Why?
Because I fucking told you to.
Sorry, I really don't know what I'm doing.
Neither do I.
Come on.
[man panting]
So you just grab one, and put it out.
It helps me sometimes.
To calm down.
Focus on something small.
♪
Oh.
[groans]
[Amy] Oh! Good morning.
♪
[Vivian] Hey!
♪
I think I need your help.
Sorry, I couldn't hear that.
I said I think I...
I think you're fucking with me.
I could come by Tuesday.
Tuesday?
[Dane] Mm.
That sounds too far away at this point, but I'll take it.
[birds chirping]
[gasps] Of course you exist.
Of course you fucking exist!
♪
Amy!
[singer] ♪ Fuck you ♪
♪ Fuck all your friends ♪
♪ Everyone, all of them ♪
♪ I liked it better when you knew me ♪
♪ When you held my hand ♪
♪ But love is gone ♪
♪ Love is dead ♪
♪ It's dead, it's dead, it's dead, yeah ♪
♪ It's all fluid ♪
♪ And Simon says ♪
♪ Play along ♪
♪ I'm playing dead ♪
♪ I can't believe I let you lose me ♪
♪ Now I hold my breath ♪
♪ I get high off, high off ♪
♪ Feeling half alive, well ♪
♪