Sick car! I reckon I'll get one of these in a few years, eh?
With what, you povvo dog?
- Suck my dick, Ca$h. - Probably like that, huh?
Not as much as your mum would.
- Chicken Little. Go around him, bro. - Hold on.
- Shut up. - Yeah.
Look who's coming to life back here.
Nice little urch and he thinks he's a big man.
Yeah, go on then, lads. Yeah.
Eetswa car, though.
Bit of a shame, really.
All right, button up.
Yes!
Let's go boys! Time to fill that bag!
Chook, come on. Bags!
Go! Bag, bag, bag.
Go!
- Fuck! - Come on!
How are we doing, boys?
Go, baby, go!
Stop!
Pigs! Get in the car!
- Get in there or we're dead meat! - Hurry the fuck up.
Oi!
Fuck, fuck, fuck!
- Start the car! - I can't!
Get the shit and go!
- Bags, bags, bags! - Go, go, go!
Go, go, go!
Bags, boys.
Go! Run!
Here, stash this until it's clear.
Go! Right!
♪ It's true that, people, I've been sad ♪
♪ People, I've been sad ♪
♪ It's true that, people I've been gone ♪
♪ People, I've been gone ♪
♪ It's true that, people I've been missing out ♪
♪ I've been missing out ♪
♪ Missing out for way too long ♪
♪ People, I've been gone ♪
♪ It's just that me, myself and I ♪
♪ Me, myself and I ♪
♪ Been missing out for way too long ♪
♪ Out for way too long ♪
♪ Been taking calls I should have missing out ♪
♪ I've been missing out ♪
- I'm just a phone call away. - I know.
Thanks... for everything.
Of course.
You ready?
I think your dad wants to say hello.
Hey. Here she is.
Hey, Dad.
How're you feeling? All right?
- Yeah. - Yeah?
- You must be Justin. - Oh, yes. Hi.
- I'm Meredith. - Hi, nice to meet you.
Um, thank you for everything that you've done for Harper. I appreciate it.
Not at all. Happy to have been a help.
Take care, Harper.
Yeah. Cheers.
Thanks.
Welcome home.
- You want me to-- - No, it's okay.
Left on read.
Brutal.
No one asked you to do that at the party.
Okay. Well, this is where I learn you don't like surprises.
I mean it. I told you not to tell anyone that we hooked up.
Okay, well, does it help it wasn't planned?
Look, I just saw you there. You looked insanely hot.
That's on you. And then, um, it kind of just happened.
Okay, look, I get why you're pissed off. And I'm pissed off at myself.
That's why I want to talk.
So now we're talking.
And...
And I'm asking you out.
No thanks.
What?
We've only hooked up once, anyway.
What, are you desperate?
"Desperate"?
I don't want to go out with anyone.
And if you bothered to ask me anything about myself,
you would've known that.
Amerie, I should've told you.
I thought it was some weird graffiti that some random had put there.
And now it takes an entire village of randos.
I mean...
Look at all the fresh little sluts getting up in here.
- This happened at Dusty's party. - Who do you think is doing this?
It doesn't matter who's doing it. That stupid freaking map ruined my life.
I hate that there's a version 2.0.
Oh, wait.
Excuse me!
Oh.
Sorry, what?
We're in a relationship. Obviously.
After hooking up once, that's so textbook lesbian of you.
I am never ending up on that map again.
- Romance is dead to me. - What?
I was obsessed with Dusty for like a bajillion years.
And for what? I just ended up completely humiliated. I'm an idiot.
Okay. So "idiot" is, um, ableist language.
Yeah, Amerie. Besides, what's the alternative, stitch up your mutt?
Yeah, basically.
I don't even want to think about boys or sex or dicks for the next...
However long it takes me to feel normal again.
I'm not even gonna mazz.
Ew, that sounds like my worst nightmare.
Well, how does someone not think about sex?
I don't know. I'll just... train myself.
Yeah, every time I get a sexy thought, I'll slap myself in the face.
Mmm. That sounds super functional.
Better idea, you could get a hobby.
Mazzing is my hobby.
- A different hobby. - Yes!
- I will get a hobby. - Yes!
I'll join one of those weird extracurricular groups they advertise
- on the noticeboard in the quad! - Perfect!
Super wholesome and not sexy at all.
- I'm gonna go look for you. Let's go. - Mm-hmm.
Get off the field, Map Bitch!
Excuse me? Is this the Haha Club?
- Uh, no, it's the debate team. - What?
Yes, it's the Haha Club. Open your fucking eyes.
I'm sorry. Uh, I just kind of thought it'd be like more of an improv class.
No, we just, um... We gather in a circle. Then we just laugh.
Why?
I actually don't know. You know, it's fun. Give it a try.
Okay.
Man, Map Bitch has really cracked it.
Okay, so it's two Mars bars and a can of Coke.
- Got it. Yeah. - You got it? Good, two!
Malakai!
Hey.
Good news. You've been selected to attend district tryouts.
For real?
Yeah. Me and your dad have been chatting
and we think you got a real shot at making first grade.
- But you got to want it. - Yeah, for sure. Yeah.
Good. That's what I like to hear.
You and Spencer are gonna have to really put in the hard yards this week.
- Spencer? - You two are Hartley's best players.
We gotta double the shot at it. It's called maths, mate. Spencer!
Right. So every spare minute, I want you guys out here training.
Together! As a team.
Okay, get each other up nice and early. Egg each other on.
You're gonna motivate each other. Our school really needs this.
- Yes, Coach. - Cheers.
I'll leave you to it. Good. Jordy!
Yes, Coach?
Got a free period next. Hit the weights?
Yeah, sounds good.
I'm... I'll meet you in there in a sec.
Hey.
How'd your ankle pull up?
- Better than I expected. - Ah. It was probably the peas.
Gee. Thanks, doctor.
Ah, it's okay. I'll call the favor in another time.
Hey, I was...
I was wondering... Maybe you wanted to, you know, hang out sometime?
Shit, um, sorry.
I've got to be somewhere, but I'm...
Talk later.
Yep.
Sasha!
Great news about you and Quinni. I'm really happy for you guys.
Um, so I've been looking at expanding my extracurricular activities.
I was thinking of joining the queer environmentalist social justice--
Okay. Listen, Amerie.
Just because me and Quinni are dating doesn't mean we can be friends again.
Who said I wanted to be friends? I was talking about the club.
Uh, because you're into social justice all of a sudden?
I am actually.
And you want to...
save the environment?
I like koalas.
Mm-hmm.
It's sad how they get all that chlamydia.
Oh, my God.
So, can I join?
No, fuck off.
- Chess is cool now! - Is it?
It totally makes you smart and shit.
And it teaches you to have the patience of a monk.
That sounds revoltingly wholesome.
It is. Just me, my opponents, some cute little queens and castles
and whatever those other pieces are called.
Basically, the opposite of sex.
Depends on what kind of sex you're having.
Isn't there a lot of boys in the club?
Yeah, but don't worry, they're all losers and not hot at all.
Here? Safe.
Mmm.
So, we figured out when someone's into you, but that's just step one. Right?
After that, we need to find out what they might be comfortable doing sexually.
Say "rimming" one more time, Darren, I'm going to ask you to leave.
Cool. So, what are some ways
of communicating with our partner in that space?
- Ooh! Morse code? - Okay.
On her clity.
Okay, no.
But what about asking for guidance?
Something like... Uh...
- "Show me where you want me to touch you." - Here.
I am uncomfortable.
Okay, let's split into our designated groups
and work through the consent exercises attached.
Amerie, can you please help me hand out the materials?
Oh, with such wild enthusiasm. Thanks.
Thank you.
Uh, Sasha and co, you can work outside.
Oh, I thought it might get a bit noisy and hectic in here for you.
So I asked if we could work in the quieter space.
That's so sweet.
Yeah, no worries.
Heard there was a big mess at your house after the party.
Yeah, it was an insane night. Like, someone stole my dad's car.
And crashed it into a shop off Heeley Street.
- Jeez. - Yeah.
Love to know the asshole that did it.
"Scenario:
Jack and Jess have been going out for two months."
"Jack tells Jess he'll dump her if she doesn't have sex with him."
"He's sick of waiting. Jess is afraid of losing him and agrees."
Dog act, Jack.
Mmm. It's almost up there with secretly having sex
with your ex-best friend's crush.
Anything you want to add, Harper?
No. I don't want to do this.
None of us want to do this. We're being forced to.
She doesn't have to if she doesn't want to.
I better go.
Oh, um... "Scenario: Jonathan likes Amanda. He asks for her number."
"Amanda feels pressured to give it to him
even though she doesn't feel the same way."
Convince her with a dick pic?
What did Amanda do to deserve that?
She'd have to zoom in to see yours.
Well, this is classy.
My dick pics are classy. I use a sepia filter.
Huh.
You see, I like to use the Snapchat dog filter,
so that my dick has a tongue. Double the pleasure.
My dick has a crown.
My dick's the Mona Lisa.
My dick has a solar system.
Dick.
Cock.
Phallus.
Pork sword.
Trouser snake.
Wang.
The fuck is wrong with you?
Mozzie.
Don't know...
Crazy.
- Hey, Amerie, can we-- - Piss off.
Don't even worry about her.
Honestly, I'm just trying to talk to her.
Oh, my God. She is so narcissistic.
So many amazing flops on offer.
Oh. Too extra.
Like when did guys become so narcissistic?
Honestly, stop obsessing over yourself.
"Oh, oi, baby. Uh, my new tattoo is scabbing."
"Can you rub some Bepanthen on it while I tell you my life's story?"
We gotta stick together, yeah?
I'm really sorry, but you look like a tragic off-cut from The Real Housewives.
Forget that bitch. Let's go.
Hey, Nana.
Oi!
- Oi! - I'm busy!
Why are you home from school?
I got a free.
You're supposed to use a free to study.
I am.
Doesn't look like studying to me.
Look, I'm just going out for a bit,
but I'll be back later to cook you dinner. Okay?
Mmm-hmm.
I love you, Nana. Okay? See ya.
That bloody mullet.
What are some Aboriginal peoples' perspectives on the origins of country?
- Identify the language groups-- - She's not even listening.
Nah, she's too busy worrying about Dusty's budoo.
- Ooh. - Actually, I was thinking about Amerie.
God, how tragic.
Dude, no one cares that you hooked up with Dusty.
If you are dating him, Amerie needs to get over it.
I don't want to date Dusty.
You out of your mind? That boy is so fine.
Exactly!
And he knows it, too, and there's nothing less attractive.
I mean, personally, I still think you can do better.
To hell with you. Take back your fucking pen.
Hey. Really glad you made it to the gig.
Oh, thanks.
Yeah, it was an epic night.
Not sure if, uh, Harper had a good time or not though.
I wouldn't know.
You guys are best friends, right? Before you got in that huge fight.
Seriously though, I would really appreciate
some insight on her if you can be bothered.
Uh... Um...
Okay. I mean, maybe.
Oh, great. So, you know me and Harper hooked up, right?
And it was, like, really, really intense energy.
How great for you guys.
I know I make out with everyone,
but this thing with Harper actually means something.
But then I went out on stage and shot my mouth off.
Honestly, I thought she would think it was kind of romantic,
but obviously it just freaked her out.
Does she not vibe with that kind of shit?
No idea, Dusty.
Come on, Amerie.
You know Harper. What's she into relationship-wise?
Relationship-wise.
Um...
Well, I would say she's really into guys who are kind of, like, extra, you know?
Who feel comfortable talking about themselves.
Who just really open up about everything.
Okay. So, right off the bat,
"This is what I talked to my therapist about."
Yeah, perfect. Don't hold back.
Yeah, Harper's not like other girls, hey?
It's like she doesn't even give a shit about me.
I kind of like that.
Anyway, thanks, Am.
If you ever need intel on a guy you're into, I owe you one.
Come on.
♪ Call me anytime ♪
♪ It doesn't matter the hour ♪
♪ All that matters is that ♪
♪ You're true to me ♪
♪ Cause I'll be true to you ♪
Don't think about dicks.
Come on!
Contextualize this for me.
I need a favor.
Oh. Fine. Uh, if you need me to dispose of a body, my wardrobe's kind of full.
- Mmm. Can I stash this here for a bit? - What is it, Bitcoin? No, wait, a pony?
Fuck's sake, come on. Darren.
I'm getting half a cut of the profits.
Just take it, would you?
Why me?
Don't you have a ton of eshay friends ready to do crime? Ah!
- Nah. - Seriously though?
You're pretty much like the only cool person at school, I guess.
Well, lucky for you, words of affirmation are my love language.
So, you win.
Appreciate it. And it won't be for long.
Okay.
- It's not a good time. Sorry. - I won't be a second. Just want to talk.
Fine.
Oh. If you're only going to be a second, you probably don't need to come inside.
You don't make this easy, do you?
Not sure who I owe being easy to.
Okay.
Look, I just wanted to say the whole, what I did on stage,
was a dumb thing to do.
Okay? And I wanted to own that.
The fact is, I suffer from pretty bad anxiety.
Sometimes I overcompensate
and I just end up making a dick of myself. And you shouldn't have to wear that.
- Okay. - What else? Um...
I shoplift condoms.
It's not a great look, but I'm seriously in to safe sex.
Um, I don't visit my grandma. She lives in a home.
And I feel really shit about that.
Uh, what else?
Oh! Sometimes, when I'm seeing girls,
I text them Radiohead lyrics and I don't credit Thom Yorke.
- Um-- - Okay. This is a lot.
Just being honest.
All right?
Look, it's pretty obvious I'm into you, Harper.
You're an amazing person and I want us to hang out more.
But I'm not going to push it if you're not into it.
Anyway, that's kind of all I wanted to say.
I'll... I'll give you some time to think about it.
Yeah.
- I shouldn't have said anything. - Why? It's funny.
What if it backfires
and he tells Harper all of his secrets and it just makes them closer?
Dusty's darkest secret probably involves him jerking off
to the time Justin Trudeau ate an apple on live TV.
Mmm.
- Don't say jerking off. - You still doing your chastity vow?
You mean you haven't been watching Malakai's Instagram stories?
That boy is thirst trapping so hard, he might drown.
Get that shit away from me.
Mmm.
The best way to get over someone is to get under someone else.
- Darren, shouldn't you be working? - Okay, Dad.
- I'm proud of you! You're doing amazing! - More onion rings, yeah?
Look at them.
- Getting on the bags, are we? - What the hell are you doing with this?
Technically, you're the one holding it. So, finders keepers.
It's full of sports clothes with their tags on.
It's not mine. I wouldn't be caught dead wearing that.
Darren! I don't care whose it is. Get rid of it now.
Okay. Okay, stop yelling at me.
No! You either get rid of this right now,
or we're taking a wander down to the local cop shop. Your call.
Oh, my God!
- What's up? - Hi. Random, I know.
I guess that's our new fun thing, surprise visits. Um, can I come in?
Uh, my nan's home.
I'm great with nans.
They love to pinch my cheek and tell me how they once met a Black person.
Yeah, it's just not great timing.
Oh, um, that's okay. I can't stay long anyway.
I just wanted to say that things got a bit hectic at home.
It doesn't look like I can keep your bag there anymore. I'm sorry.
Don't worry about it. I'll sort something else out.
I'm usually great with favors. I promise.
I believe you.
Which is why you can trust me when I say,
I have just thought of the perfect place to stash it.
Okay, I'll put my shoes on.
Okay, cool.
How have I never been on the roof before?
Douglas, you haven't lived.
I'm sorry about all this hassle.
It would have been fine if my dad hadn't gone through my stuff.
That reminds me, I need to talk to him about boundaries.
It don't matter.
Uh, I know it doesn't, but it kind of does too.
- Are your parents still together? - No.
No. Um, thankfully they stopped torturing each other years ago.
Is that when you went to live with your old man?
Actually, no.
No, my mom recently decided that I was too much
and sent me off to daddy prison for a bit. So...
Oh, uh...
- Wow. Sorry. - No, it's fine.
Turns out I'm not everyone's cup of bubble tea.
Not even those who birthed me.
I reckon you're all right.
Thanks, Mum.
No, mum's to God, shot for helping with the bag. Really.
Don't worry about it.
♪ ... we still keep it go ♪
♪ Tryna smoke this phase away But I still feel it in my soul... ♪
He's not here.
We just want a quick word.
Well, you can't have a quick word if he's not fucking here, can you?
Did Douglas happen to mention a robbery at a sporting goods store?
My grandson's done nothing wrong. You can piss off.
Mrs. Piggott, we--
I said you're not coming in without a warrant and he's not home.
What are you going to do, strip-search me?
Go ahead. Might even enjoy myself.
Always a pleasure.
Jesus, Nan!
- What the hell have you gotten into? - What are you on about?
Don't bullshit me, Dougie! I didn't ride in on the last dick.
The only reason you're not locked up is 'cause the courts let you stay with me.
You're not going inside like your mum.
Pull your head in. And make some new friends.
Ones who won't drag you down the shitter!
Saw that video you posted.
Oh, yeah?
Bit desperate, is it?
Nah, gotta rig, mate. Don't be jealous.
I just hope you're not trying to thirst trap Amerie. She's filth.
Fuck.
I'm not going to be dragged down by you anymore, lightweight.
Find someone else to train with.
You good?
♪ I just can't stop staring at it ♪
♪ I just can't resist ♪
♪ I'm floating away Keep floating away ♪
♪ Floating away, floating away ♪
♪ I'm floating away Keep floating away ♪
♪ Floating away, floating away ♪
♪ Now you're calling, 3 AM My head is spinning ♪
♪ Pushed off the sheets from my bed ♪
♪ Cause the phone keeps ringing ♪
♪ All I keep thinking is "Have I lost my mind?" ♪
♪ But I'm picking up for the last time ♪
♪ I'm floating away Keep floating away ♪
♪ Floating away, floating away ♪
♪ I'm floating away Keep floating away ♪
♪ Floating away, floating away ♪
♪ I'm floating away Keep floating away... ♪
- One-on-one. - I'm shit at sport.
Come on. I'll teach you.
I'm a boss teacher.
I'm serious. I suck.
You won't suck if you let me give you a lesson.
Come on.
Chuck it here.
Fuckin' LeBron over here.
Piss off. All right.
Oh!
Play basketball. What are you doing?
Hey, no touching up the opposition.
- What if they're cheating? - I'm just naturally skilled, bitch!
Oh!
- Thought you said you sucked. - Thought you said you were a boss teacher.
I am. Gonna teach Spider to eat shit at the trials this weekend.
What are the trials for?
Ah. A spot in the districts. We're both going for it.
- Bet you smash him. - He's cooked.
- Yeah. - So, what's the deal with you two anyway?
- Spider? - Yeah.
Nothing. Why?
- No reason. - Did he say something?
No, he just...
No, he just acts like you've done him dirty.
Hmm. Doesn't everyone?
- Not me. - You're in SLTs, aren't you?
By choice.
Yeah, what's the go with that anyway? Kind of cooked.
There's this other Black kid, Malcolm, he was on the map,
and the receptionist just thought it was me. So...
- Wait, seriously? - Yeah.
Malakai, that's so racist.
Yeah.
I remember Malcolm!
Oh, my God. Wasn't he the one who--
- With the Vegemite. - Oh, my God. I'm so sorry.
Wait, don't say sorry to me. Say sorry to Malcolm.
If you don't have to be there, why do you keep showing up?
I'd run a mile if I could.
What, you haven't figured that one out yet?
Come off it.
You know...
Basketball's not the only thing I'm a boss at either.
- Modest. - Hmm.
So, uh... Do you want to hang out sometime?
My parents are away right now. So...
Thought you were supposed to be practicing for your fancy trials?
- Don't need practice when you're perfect. - Mmm.
Well?
♪ Wondering where you are... ♪
Uh-huh. So that's four value meals with extra chicken nuggets,
a hot dog with five sachets of barbecue sauce,
because someone won Basic Bitch of the Year Award
and wants to throw a condiment bath to celebrate.
Thank you, drive through to the next window for payment. Have a nice day.
Good afternoon, ladies. Good afternoon.
Enjoy your meal. Oh!
It's the kid!
How's it going, man?
All good, ashcay?
Yeah, ace, all right.
Haven't seen you much since the rammy, man.
Oh, nah. Just, like, been looking after Nan.
She's been a bit sick, so.
Sick of sucking your dick?
Go to the car.
Fuck. Are you kidding me?
You, um... You all good?
Yeah, eetswa.
What time you knock off? You want to, uh...
Want to come chill at the station? Hmm? Chill at the station?
Oh! Yeah. Nah. Nah, I can't.
Brah, I've got to, like, take Nan to an appointment.
Another time, eh?
- Yeah. For sure. - Shot.
Yeah, shot, lad.
- See ya. - See ya.
Uh, is your Nan okay?
Oh! Uh, yeah. Yeah, she's fine. There's no appointment.
Oh, so we're fibbing to the boys now.
Uh...
Um, well, I was...
I was wondering if maybe you wanted to hang?
You know, if you're not doing anything.
- Sure. - Yeah?
Um... Yeah. All good.
Just text me when you get off work or something.
Yeah, easy.
Um...
It's a date.
See you.
You could definitely pull it off,
but maybe don't do it for a few years, okay?
What the fuck are you doing in my room?
- Braids. - Get out.
- But-- - Piss off, Yasmin.
- You're the worst sister ever! - Just hear me out.
I have to listen to you when you've never given me the time?
- I get that. It's shitty. - Hmm.
Well? Come on.
What?
Me hooking up with Dusty, I didn't do that to hurt you.
It just happened.
And I get why it looked bad.
I'm sorry.
All this dumb boy shit doesn't matter.
We can just forget about it. We'll start again.
Harps?
I didn't come here to be friends.
You're here to make yourself feel better?
No.
This was a bad idea.
- No, you're not leaving. - Let go.
No! If you are so desperate to talk, then I deserve answers, Harper.
Okay, our friendship was, like, perfect and it just fucking blew up into nothing.
That is not it.
What are you talking about?
Our friendship!
It wasn't perfect.
Do you even remember what happened? Or are you too far up your own asshole
to even consider what someone else might be feeling?
Are you talking about the festival?
I'm lost. Okay.
Okay, you are. You are. Right.
That day that I saw you there,
it was as... You were completely fine.
Next time I saw you, you were a totally different person.
What happened? Please. Why did you shave your head?
Why do you hate me? Please. Like, please!
I'm fucking losing it not knowing. So please just tell me what happened.
Please.
Dude. Like...
You're my other half, mate.
Please.
I will always be there for you.
Well, that's bullshit.
Harper.
Fuck.
- Hey. - Hey.
I want to say, I appreciate you getting rid of that bag.
Oh, sure. Whatever.
And who's that guy? The one who dropped it off.
Just a boy from school.
He seems like bad news.
Wow, Dad. Way to judge a book.
No, I mean it.
If shit goes down, and it does with kids like that,
who do you think's gonna take the fall?
Not the white guy.
Is this gonna take long? I would have taken the bus otherwise.
How many times have I pulled that "take it from me" stuff before?
Let me have this one.
Okay. Thanks.
Okay. Yeah. So, uh...
She was full into ballroom dancing and shit
- when she was younger. - Okay. Yeah.
Uh, like her and Granddad won trophies and stuff.
And yeah, it's fucked her hips though. She's mad arthritic.
- It won't hurt if you hold still. - Okay, I call bullshit on that.
You're literally sticking a needle into my skin.
Okay. Well, it'll hurt like 15% less.
- Fifteen? - All right.
Make it 20.
Only 'cause I like you.
Uh, so, anyway, Grandma...
Oh, yeah. She's eets.
Sometimes we clash and stuff, but mostly it's pretty chill.
She's funny as shit too.
The both of you would definitely get along.
What's your deal, Ca$h?
What do you mean?
I know you're on the map
because you're suffering in SLTs with the rest of us,
but I didn't see who with.
Oh, um... Right.
So?
A few, um...
people.
People?
I don't need to bang on about it like everybody else.
Yeah. Sure. Cool, cool, cool.
Okay.
So you're a slut.
- Okay, ow! - Yeah, okay. All right.
♪ Hard to break free from ♪
♪ The spell you have over me ♪
♪ Can't be by myself ♪
♪ But is it that you can't see? ♪
♪ Hard to break free from ♪
♪ The spell you have over me ♪
♪ Can't be by myself... ♪
- Are you okay? - No.
What happened?
Hey.
Can I come in?
- Yeah. - Okay.
If I knew you were coming,
I would have saved you some goon or something.
It's okay. I don't feel like drinking.
Yeah, me neither.
Have you seen that Army of the Dead?
It's pretty good.
There's this one bit with a zombie tiger. It's so messed up.
But, um... I dunno. I'm not really into horror or anything like that.
Malakai.
The visual effects are better than you'd think.
Malakai.
There is some pretty intense gory sort of stuff.
- If you're not into that... - Malakai.
We probably shouldn't watch it. But...
Did you want to help me take my clothes off?
♪ Thought that I would never feel it now ♪
♪ The things that I had left behind somehow ♪
♪ But I come home with a heavy heart ♪
♪ And then I ask myself Is this what I really want? ♪
♪ So, how do I see you now? ♪
♪ And why do I feel you now? ♪
♪ Love again Fall again ♪
♪ Can I feel it now? ♪
♪ ...Fall again ♪
♪ Can I feel it now? ♪
How's that? Is that okay?
I'd just like it a bit slower.
- Yeah, okay. - Okay, a bit slower.
- How's that? - Yeah.
That's good.
Yeah, that's good.
- I can go slower if you need me to. - I'm pretty happy.
It's kind of my first time doing this.
Okay. Cool, cool, cool.
- Stop saying cool. - Sorry.
♪ My heart is telling me no ♪
Sorry! I'm just...
I'm not really into ear stuff.
- Sorry. Shit. - No, no, no.
But I love what you're doing with your fingers.
Okay.
Okay. I think I want to do what you want to do. Okay?
Yeah. Okay.
'Cause I've been really wanting to do this.
Is that okay with you?
- Yeah. Yeah, that's really, really okay. - Huh.
♪ I don't want to run too fast ♪
♪ And catch myself Slipping back into it ♪
♪ Can't be feeling charged again ♪
♪ But for my name My heart, you're taking on me... ♪
Yeah, gentle. Just gentle...
♪ ...the whole time ♪
♪ To you ♪
♪ To you, yeah... ♪
How's that?
That's good.
That's good?
Yeah.
♪ Thought that I would never feel it now ♪
Spider!
- Feeling good, Coach. - Yeah, good to hear.
Hey, uh, any sign of Malakai?
No.
Oh.
Keep going then. Hmm.
Are you supposed to be somewhere?
- No. - Good.
♪ Touch me 'round my I've been out the ♪
♪ Love me like your Ride me like your ♪
♪ Touch me 'round my I've been out the ♪
♪ I've been out the ♪
♪ Something, something, something Man, we don't have a problem ♪
♪ The people brought me something And they told me to solve 'em ♪
♪ I've been on to something Get the fuck out my way, man ♪
♪ I've been on to something Now there's something to say, man ♪
♪ Something, something, something Man, we don't have a problem ♪
♪ The people brought me something And they told me to solve 'em ♪
♪ I've been on to something Get the fuck out my way, man ♪
♪ I've been on to something Now there's something to say, man ♪
♪ Love me like your doja Ride me like your lover ♪
♪ Touch me 'round my wasteland I've been out the basement ♪
♪ Love me like your doja Ride me like your lover ♪
♪ Touch me 'round my wasteland I've been out the basement ♪
♪ I said I've been out the basement ♪
♪ I've been, I've been I've been out the basement ♪
♪ Uh, uh, I've been out the basement... ♪