Come here, you little prick!
Slow down!
-This is crazy. -One at a time.
What if he's really hurt?
Okay, uh, so, um, we had the mannequin up on the ride,
and then it… it just suddenly turns on,
and then this guy appears out of nowhere--
Clancy. He runs the carnival with his wife.
He climbs up the steps, and he lunges at Malakai.
Then wham, the ride takes him out.
Okay, okay, so who turned on the ride, this Clancy guy?
-He must have. -I mean…
Probably trying to scare us or something.
-Exactly. -Why would he?
-Whoa. Scare you, or hurt you? -It was his fault, right?
Yeah. Probably trying to teach us a lesson. Right?
I mean, it was pretty full on the way he went at Malakai.
-Yeah, he did jump him. -Yeah.
I have seen him get pretty aggro after a few beers.
Yeah, and it… it really wasn't that bad, you know, what we did.
-Well, we did trespass, Am. -All right. Listen, everyone!
Delete any photos from the carnival.
-Texts as well. -No, Ca$h--
Tomorrow, you go to open day like everything's eetsway.
-This is really wrong. -Quinni, were you not listening?
He turned on the ride. We are the victims here.
Honestly, he's lucky that none of us were injured.
-Otherwise, he would be in huge trouble. -I know.
Yeah, about that, actually…
Uh… I think I've dislocated my shoulder. It's all right. I-- Oi!
-Ant! -Ant! I need someone to pop it in, please.
I think that needs to be done by--
Someone who's not Ant.
-Oh my God, you bunch of pussies! -I told you not to do this.
It should be done by a professional.
-What do I do? -Get underneath it
and… and shove it up.
-Okay, ready? -Yep.
One, two…
Here's the smell of blood still.
All the perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand.
Okay, are you degenerates, like, even listening to me?
Shit.
Come on, people, I need feedback!
I need to make a good impression on Lane at open uni day today.
Who?
Lane Henson?
She selects the ensemble for SCODA.
My entire future rests in her delicate, manicured hands, hopefully.
Okay, I don't wanna sound like a bitch,
but why am I the only one committed to Operation Act Normal?
I'm so sorry. I'm really out of it. I, um…
I didn't get any sleep last night thinking about that guy.
Look, there's nothing in the news, okay?
No mention of the carnival. If he was hurt, there'd have been a story.
-Banana skin belongs in the bin. -Woodsy alert.
Thank you.
A man is dead.
What?!
Where's the head?
Oh…
The head? What? My head? What?
Here it is, atop my shoulders, enjoying this glorious day.
Thank you, Amerie.
There has been a claim from St. Brunos
that a group of Hartley High students
have stolen a very valuable bust of their patron saint.
That is… …disgraceful.
Isn't it, Darren?
Especially since I said there was to be no retaliation.
And yet here we are.
Principal McMahon wanted to take the matter to the police,
but I have asked that he wait until the end of the day,
just in case the bust is returned.
Hmm!
And if you behave yourselves at the university open day,
there should, in fact, be no further problems.
-Should there? -No.
-Should there? -Mm-mm.
Should there?
Thanks, Miss.
Oh my God. We need to take that bust back.
We do not want the cops getting involved in this.
-You said that we did nothing wrong. -Yeah, we didn't.
But, um, who knows how our imperfect justice system will see these things.
At a minimum, they could do you for breaking and entering.
Must have happened when it fell.
We can't take it back like this.
Bravo!
Oh, you dickheads have really outdone yourselves.
Piss off, Sasha. Not now, okay?
-What were you gonna do with it? -Nothing.
You just stole it? That was the whole revenge plan?
Mm-hmm.
Well, as vice captain,
I do have a duty to tell Woodsy that I've located the missing bust.
Oh, here we go.
All year you've been yapping on
about how being vice captain makes you all superior.
But you know what?
Everyone is just laughing at how lame you are.
Lame is a really ableist term, Amerie.
-Oh my God. -Shut up, Sasha.
This is why we don't hang out with you anymore.
How have you managed to figure out how to criticize literally everything?
Whatever. Have fun getting busted.
Busted. Get it, guys?
All right. What are we gonna do?
The bus for the uni open day leaves, like, now.
Well, let's just stash it here.
We will find the nose, return the bust,
but we just have to go to uni open day and act normal.
Okay, I need to run my lines. Quinni, can you come with me?
No, I need five minutes in the sensory room.
-Let's go. -I'm gonna take a dump.
Ew!
This noseless fucker's gonna come back to haunt me. I can feel it.
"Possible injuries from falling approx… …four meters."
Oh! Jeez, bit jumpy there, eh, Sparkles?
Exam stress getting to you?
Yeah, something like that.
Well, today is your lucky day.
For just a small fee,
I can connect you to one of our wicked smart Year Nines, okay?
We stick a bunch of glittery shit to her face,
wheel her into the exam room in your spot,
mark of 95-plus.
Or your money back, guaranteed. Keen?
Sorry, who are you?
Aside from your personal savior? I'm Taz.
Taz? You're Woodsy's niece.
The hell? How do you know that?
Oh, I'm the school captain, so she confides in me a lot.
Hmm…
What's she told you then?
That you had a lot of issues in New Zealand,
that you moved here three weeks ago,
and that I should let her know if I hear of you getting up to any trouble.
Okay, look,
I don't see why my auntie needs to concern herself
with my business dealings.
So let's say you and I forget we had this little chat?
You're lucky I've got other things to worry about right now.
Wait, wait, wait. What's the deal with that room?
Oh, it's a space for students with sensory issues.
That's funny, 'cause I sense I need to be in this room.
Well, you can sense by first of all obtaining an access card.
You can do that by having a meeting with Nurse Carol,
and then getting a letter from your guardian, which, in your case…
uh, Woodsy, right?
-Quinni, bus is leaving in five. -Okay.
You two, how about finding somewhere a bit more private
to conduct your human biology tutorial?
It feels like There ain't nothing to lose
Good times
Don't you leave me now
You'll find
Ooh-ooh
Good times
Got me crying out
Down in the street…
Hey. You considering your options outside the tattoo apprenticeship?
Nah, Miss, I'm just here for the bludge.
Right. Okay, well, bludge or not,
I want everyone on their best behavior, okay?
I'll be roaming. If you can't find me, look for the sausage sizzle.
Take this opportunity.
Amerie, enjoy the psych talk.
Harper, art session is at two. Your future awaits.
Not for long.
That statue's nose is probably at the carnival right now,
just waiting to be found.
Clancy could give it to the cops,
say that he saw kids fleeing from the scene.
Meanwhile, the St. Brunos principal reports the stolen bust,
which Woodsy knows we took.
They join the dots, Noah breaks up with me,
and my spectacular future comes crumbling down
before my very eyes.
-I am losing my goddamn mind here, Harper! -Hey, Am, chill.
You're just tired. Okay?
Everything will be fine.
Okay?
And if it's not, well, at least I don't have to pay rent in prison.
-Yep. -Come on, that was funny.
We'll be okay.
…explicably mimicking him, hiccuping and amicably welcoming him…
Welcome to the SCODA Drama Workshop.
-Yes, find a spot. -I'm home.
Thanks, guys.
Thought your mum was lining you up to be a carpenter.
You know, like Jesus or some shit?
She is.
Okay, and how does this line up with that?
Girls keep complaining about my performance, so I gotta level up.
Oi! When's the new chapter of Velvet Thrones coming out?
-I'm getting blue balls over here. -I'm not the one writing that smut.
-Oh, yeah, right. -Wait, you can read?
Okay, welcome. Welcome, everyone.
We are just about ready to get started, so put your things down.
Let's make a circle just in the center of the space. Yep, in the back, everyone.
Hey, you all good?
Yep. I just have to push the last 24 hours out of my mind
and manifest my destiny.
Okay, we are gonna start with a quick warm-up.
Uh, does everyone know Zip Zap Boing?
-Yes. -Excellent.
Okay, who wants to start us off?
Zap!
And you said you were trying to do a backflip?
-Uh-huh. -Must've been some landing.
Yeah, judges only gave me a four. Can you believe it?
I'd like to get some imaging to assess the damage.
I see you were in about 18 months ago for a shoulder complaint?
Oh, that was… that was a totally different thing.
-He was assaulted by a police officer. -Mum--
-I regret not reporting that bastard. -Can you--
Can you not, Mum? Please.
There's a wait for scans.
-We'll get you something for the pain. -Yep.
Dr. Tran to the information desk.
Yeah.
Yeah, that was one of those sessions.
Yeah, Dad's gonna pay full fee anyway, so you know how it is.
All right, lads. Catch you later.
Hey. Oh, jumpy much?
Sorry, I didn't get much sleep last night. I'm a little wired.
Up late figuring out where to stash the St. Bruno statue that you stole?
-No idea what you're talking about. -Nah, it's fair play, Centrelink.
It's a good get. Our principal is pissed.
Did she stutter? We didn't take your stupid statue.
Amerie, it's cool. We think it's funny.
-We all think it's funny. -Hilarious.
Okay, great. Uh, but we didn't do it.
-Okay. Yeah. -Mm-hmm.
You sure you're okay?
-Yep. -Yeah?
Just tired. Um…
I'll text you. Yep.
Bye.
Harper, go get some career advice.
Don't be a dick.
Access card, access card…
Bingo.
Hey, there she is. New kid on the block.
Taking names, kicking goals…
Uh… You left your lunch on the counter this morning, so…
Oh, thank you.
You're welcome.
So, what's good? Settling in all right, Taimana?
I don't know, Auntie.
Why don't you ask your little spy, the school captain?
Who, Quinni?
Yeah.
No, I… I just thought, you know, she could show you around
and give you the DL on the skibidi.
I'm not sure if I'm saying it properly, but--
Hey, look, if you really wanna help me, just stop telling everyone we're related.
And it's Taz, not Taimana.
I need more money, bro.
Yeah, sure, uh… Taz.
Yeah.
Okay, well, I… I… I'll see you later…
-Okay. -…at home, Taz.
I mean, keep that on the down low.
Hey, what's your problem?
-Just give me your lunch. -Stay away from me.
Hey.
Oi.
I'm taking your lunch.
Does that happen often?
-Here, have mine. -Thanks.
Happy to help.
Artie Jennings.
But, uh… …listen, Artie,
there is something you could do for me to return the favor.
And make a lot of money in the process.
-The new chapter's out. -I'm on it.
-Writing, narrative… -I know.
-Here we go. -Yes! Yes!
"The queen couldn't help but moan
as she felt Davina's eyes devour her body from lip…"
Oh my God, Velvet Thrones is so hot.
I didn't know flutes and elves were so sexy.
I love Velvet Thrones.
-I've been mazzing all night. -Fairy lezzos. More!
Oh my God, the bath scene…
"As the queen emerged from the lake,
her naked body glistening in the moonlight,
she realized that the mage had cast a vanishing spell."
Wish I could cast a vanishing spell
on your pants right now.
Oi.
I saw Miss Obah telling you off earlier.
What if I told you I had a solution to your little problem?
A place where you could both be alone with your velvet thrones,
far away from the prying eyes of teachers.
Mmm… Oh yeah!
-Oh yeah! -Chi chicka chickaaa
Oh-oh
Chi chicka chickaaa
Oh-oh
Chi chicka chickaaa
Oh-oh
Chi chicka chickaaa
Oh-oh
Ahh, ahh
Such a future, a good future…
Interested in joining the H.A.G.S?
Chi chicka chickaaa
Hot Activist Girlies.
We bust into factory farms, liberate the animals,
and then we hook up afterwards.
Kind of like a polycule sitcho.
Oh!
I…
I-- Yes! Yes, I want to be a H.A.G.
Hot.
Sign up here.
Oh my gosh. You have no idea how refreshing it is
to finally be surrounded by like-minded individuals.
I mean, the sheeple at my school,
they don't give a shit about anything other than themselves.
-People are the worst. -Right?
Um, but not that I'm gonna let that stop me.
Um, right now, I'm writing an exposé
on this dude who makes Weinstein look like a saint.
And I mean this guy is an actual 11th century saint.
And because the Church never acknowledged that…
Are you wearing Ache by André?
Yeah.
You know they test on animals, right?
It was a free sample.
Come back when you're ready to live your truth, not just speak it.
Hiding out with the animals, huh?
I know that man turned on the ride,
but he was only there 'cause of us.
Clancy's indestructible.
One time half a haunted house came down on him
because he was too wasted to sandbag it.
How come you're not looking around?
I, uh, doubt I'll even get in after my trial results.
There's still the real exams.
Yeah. Am's on a mission to help me cram.
Exams are a stupid way to measure someone's intelligence.
Says the girl whose marks landed her a scholarship.
Shortlist.
Besides, you're more ready for the real world than any of us.
-No licking. -Oi, check out Spider.
Yes. Yeah.
Can you believe that's the same guy that started the CUMLORDS?
-Right? -All right. Ready for your milk?
Milkies. Oh, milkies from Mama.
Look, babe. Babe, look. Look. Look how cute he is.
Oh, you're so cute. Aren't you cute?
Yeah. I hope Malakai's okay. His shoulder looked pretty bad, eh?
Well, that's why I didn't get up on that thing.
Go, sweetie.
Wait, that was a lot last night.
You stress too much.
The course covers areas such as behavioral neuroscience, social psych,
personality theory, relationship therapy, abnormal brain behavior.
It's a great career path for your future…
…if you're interested in going to jail with all your friends.
It's hard work. The degree can be a real ride.
A lot of people get hit hard…
…by guilt.
It eats away at them.
You did this, Amerie.
Your future is bust.
Get it?
Can you still study psychology if you have a criminal record?
Uh, yes, you can. Um, it might affect your ability to practice though.
-Okay, as I was saying-- -One more thing. Um…
Do you think that you would get a criminal record
for something like, say, trespassing if it led to someone being injured?
Uh, I'm not an expert in criminal law, but it seems likely, yes.
Oh, okay, well… What if it was like a…
…like an oopsie-woopsie?
Uh, yes, I would say even if it's an oopsie-woopsie.
Sorry, not really sure how this is--
Unrelated, but if you had planned a whole future with someone
and then they stuffed it up, would you break up with them?
-What? -What's your name, dear?
What?
Oh. Never mind. Sorry. Um…
Proceed.
Thank you for the, uh, truly just riveting…
Right your wrongs. Only then will you be free.
Oh, no, no, no, no, no. I'm fine. I'm fine. I'm fine.
This is… this is just sleep deprivation.
Time is slipping through your fingers, Amerie.
You're going to hell.
Uh…
How long before everybody knows what you did?
Are you all right?
-You look a little bit… -Deranged.
Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.
At least one of us is.
Malakai just called. It turns out his shoulder's worse than we thought.
-He's at St. Vincent's waiting on scans. -What did he tell the doctors, Missy?
I don't know.
I gotta go. I gotta go.
Harps, we're going back to the carnival,
and we are getting that goddamn nose back right now.
Interesting.
And how did that make you feel?
I told her it was a terrible idea, but she insisted.
I just wanted to have a nice night out.
But a circus? I mean, doctor, you know my issue.
You mean your fear of clowns?
Mm.
It's not a fear,
it's a kink, okay?
If I can't call my wife Mr. Giggles and honk her nose
while I'm making love to her, then…
…what's the point?
And scene.
Thank you all for such committed improv.
Why'd you have to make it a weird sex thing?
It's called "Yes And."
Go finger a unicorn or something.
Okay, let's move on to audition prep work.
If anyone's brave enough to share?
I'll go.
Okay. Darren, since you're up there, let's see what you've got.
Great.
Here's the smell of blood still.
All the perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand.
Wash your hands, king.
Put on your nightgown. Look not so pale.
Come. Come, come, come. Come.
Give me your hand.
What's done cannot be undone.
To bed.
Lovely. Uh, who wants to share next?
Come on, guys. It's what it's all about. You gotta get up. Have a go.
Hey. Um…
We heard you might be able to help us out.
You wanna book the Root Room?
-Yes, please. -Mad lad's been reading Velvet Thrones.
Okay, I can squeeze you guys in at 2:00 p.m.
Yeah, 30 bucks paid up front.
-Oh yeah. -Ooh, plus that lemonade. Thank you.
Um, Amelia said it was 20.
Well, maybe Amelia needs a lesson on supply-and-demand economics
'cause there's a lot of horny Thrones fans in need of some privacy.
Now, do you want it or not?
Yeah.
You know,
I hope for your girlfriend's sake,
you're a bit more assertive in the bedroom, eh?
Beautiful.
We try to, like, free as many of the poor creatures as possible.
It's, like, really rewarding and hot.
Eat pussy, not animals!
I did it! I freed her! I did it!
Here, chook, chook, chook.
It's okay. It's okay. Come on. Here, chook, chook, chook.
We rescued that chicken.
The Vet Science Club was looking after her while she was waiting to be rehomed.
-Oh, it's okay, I've got her. -Wow, you're a natural.
Have you ever considered joining H.A.G.S?
-No, no, no. Just… -Oh, come on. Up you go.
-I'm just living my truth. -Come on.
-No, I was just living my truth! -Come on.
-So sorry. She's actually with us. -You can take her?
I'm so sorry. Thank you for your understanding.
Okay.
Don't you listen to serial killer podcasts?
Returning to the scene of the crime is how they always get caught.
Okay, well, if the nose broke when the bust fell,
then it probably, uh, bounced off, like, that part of the ride
and landed maybe, uh…
Am, this is pointless.
We're never gonna find a tiny piece of rock.
Whoa! Hey, little lady. Carnival's closed.
Uh, yeah, the-- The gate was open.
I… I lost my bag yesterday. I think I might've left it somewhere around here.
Well, you'll need to go speak to the owner about that.
This area is a no-go zone while we're investigating.
Investigating? What happened?
That's what we're trying to ascertain. We're not at liberty to say.
But no one died or anything, right?
Actually, yeah, someone ended up in St. Vincent's.
Oh my God, who?
-Derek. -What?
We can't really talk about an ongoing investigation.
Yeah, of course. Um…
Derek shouldn't have disclosed that piece of information to you…
…and frankly, it's beside the point.
It's important for us to assess all elements at play…
…thoroughly and objectively.
…has no place in what we do or how we do it.
No, of course. Yeah, no worries. Um…
I'll leave you guys to it. Thanks.
Harps. Harps! I got it. I got it.
Oh my God. You should've seen me.
I was like frigging Spider-Man.
Seriously, I was like…
Am. Am. Am.
Am, those WorkWatch guys said that Clancy's in the hospital.
Yeah, he's probably just sprained a wrist or something.
Harps, we got the nose. No one's dead. This is a win.
-You said Malakai's at St. Vincent's? -Yeah, why?
Shit!
Take the fairy queen.
-Oh yeah! -The bell has gone.
-Why are we standing around? -Yes! More pond in there.
-More. More pond. Fairy queen! -Hey, keep it down in there.
What are you two doing loitering around?
-Oi! I said keep it down. -Get to class. Thank you.
More! More!
Okay. No, no, no. Code red! Code red!
Oh shit.
Taimana.
-Hi, Auntie. -Hi.
Why aren't you in class?
Um, I got my period.
-Your period? -Yeah.
Right.
Just I thought you got that last week.
Remember when you raided all my pads…
…and used my $90 anti-aging serum to shave your legs while you were at it?
-Anyway, off to class you go. -No, wait, wait, wait.
What are you doing?
-Stop! -What's going on?
Um…
I'm really thirsty.
Okay, well, get a drink on your way to class.
Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.
What… What are you doing?
I don't know. What am I doing?
Taz?
-I'm really thirsty, actually. -Don't you dare!
Ta--
My office now!
Oh shit. Let's go!
Well, thank you all for participating with such openness,
and, uh, I look forward to seeing many of you at auditions soon.
Thanks, guys.
Um, see you guys out front.
Thank you, Lane. Truly love you.
Uh, Lane?
Darren, what can I do for you?
Um…
I wanted to see if you had any notes about my monologue.
I kinda got the feeling you weren't vibing my performance.
You know, it's… it's funny you use that word, "performance,"
because honestly, that's what I felt like I was watching.
A performance, a persona.
Something tells me it's one you might've been playing for quite some time.
I think I was just trying to play to my strengths.
Yeah.
There's a difference between playing to your strengths and playing it safe.
You know, chasing a laugh, it's easy.
But it's also a type of armor, a way of protecting yourself.
-From what? -You tell me.
The stage is yours to really show the world who you are.
What do you want them to see?
Thank you.
You look ridiculous.
Clancy got a good look at me too. I'm not taking any chances.
I cannot believe you can pull this off.
Malakai!
You came to see me.
Why didn't you pick up your phone?
My nipples feel weird.
Shit. He's high on painkillers.
Okay. You need to come with us.
-Well, I'm just making a tea. -Are you crazy?
-Get this off. -Hey, that's my happy bracelet.
Listen, okay, Clancy is in this hospital.
He might recognize us, so we need to stay out of sight.
Who's Clancy?
Harper?
Jackie.
What… what are you… what are you doing here?
Clancy had a bit of an accident last night.
-Oh my God, is he all right? -What are you doing here?
I'm… I'm… I'm…
-Hi. -I just came to visit a friend.
Carnival's gonna be closed for a while.
That reminds me, I've gotta let the casuals know.
-Well, would you like me to do that? -Would you?
-Yeah. Yeah. -That'd be a huge help.
I've got their numbers in my phone. It's back in the room.
Oh… oh yeah. Um… Uh…
Why don't you guys go back to the room and… and I'll meet you there later?
Do you want a tea first?
We're just down this way, love.
Harper wants one.
I won't be a sec, love.
He's dying! He's dying!
-We need 50 ccs of Nitazene, stat! -Shh!
-Oh my God! -Stop.
Clear!
-Oh, my ribs. -We're losing him!
-Come on, you bastard! Don't die on me! -Oh, my ribs hurt.
I thought your bones would be strong from all that Swiss cheese.
Hey, at least you have a story to tell your mates when you get back.
Yeah, pretty painful flight home though.
Oh, I'm sorry, "home"? Really?
Well, yeah.
No, I mean
I'm happier there than I ever was here, so…
Okay, ouch.
Yeah, well, no one knew me there. I could just…
Dunno, I could be whoever I wanted to be.
Who was that?
Come on, you don't ever think about what you left behind here?
No, not really.
Right, this place is cursed.
I've been here for five minutes, and I'm in hospital.
Yeah, but, I mean, it wasn't this place that made you come to the carnival
or climb the ride.
Yeah.
You know what I mean. I…
It's being around you. It just sort of… It creates chaos for me.
Really?
Is that what you wrote in your mystery letter?
How I'm responsible for everything wrong in your life. God.
-What? Don't. Don't do that. -No, dude. No.
Don't just dredge up the past. I'm a different person now.
Yeah, so you keep saying.
Cool. Um, well, if I don't see you before you go,
have a great life being your amazing new self.
-What? -He's in a coma.
What?
Clancy is in a fucking coma.
-Are you sure? -Yes, I'm sure.
Oh shit. Okay.
You just go take care of the statue.
I'm gonna stay here for a little bit. I'll call you later.
Okay.
Hi.
-Um… I've let everyone on the roster know. -Mm.
Is there anything else I can do?
Oh, I mean, it's… No.
Actually, me and mum didn't have a chance to grab anything before we came.
-A few supplies would be good. -Yeah, just tell me what you need.
-I mean… -Um…
How is he?
Not good.
Only got himself to blame though.
Oi.
What are you in for?
Stripping down to my undies and stealing a chicken.
No way.
Same.
Care to elaborate?
On how my former friends ditched me because I have principles?
No, not really.
What are you in for?
I sprayed lemonade at Woodsy.
Oh, okay. Why?
To prevent her from finding out
I'm renting out the sensory room for students to have sex in.
See, it's actually really problematic for you to be misusing a space
specifically designed for neurodivergent people.
Okay. I see why your friends don't want you around.
But also, screw friends.
Better off without them. Trust me.
Yeah, that sounds kind of tragic.
Nah, what's tragic is that I missed seeing you in your undies.
I have a feeling I would've really liked it.
All I know I got to be
With you, no reason not to be
Next to you, you next to me
Holding you and you're holding me
Here's the smell of blood still.
All the perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand.
The Thane of Fife had a wife… Blah, blah, blah. You get the picture. So?
It was great. It was very Darren.
But that's the problem.
-She said I'm a caricature. -I don't think that's what she said.
She said I use "armor," whatever that means.
I don't know. Can't you just, like, you know,
do it more truthful or something?
Wow, thanks, Stanislavski.
If I knew how to do that, I'd be doing it, but I don't because I'm shit.
You could try a different monologue.
There's no time.
That's it. I'm not doing the audition.
-No, you've tried so hard. -No. Hang on.
I don't know what I'm doing, and I'm not good enough.
-Darren, come on. You are. -Come on, no, no, no.
You know what? It's fine. That dream is over.
Now that was a little hammy.
Hey.
You okay? You sounded weird on the phone.
Hey.
What is it? What's going on?
Hmm?
Noah, I need to tell you something.
I messed up really, really bad.
Shit.
I knew it.
You knew what?
You weren't replying to my messages last night.
You were acting weird at the uni.
I just…
had a feeling.
That I stole your school statue and put someone in a coma with it?
-What? -What are you talking about?
Scans show a ligament tear.
Fortunately, it's minor.
What, so no… no surgery then?
A month in a sling should do the trick
and give time for your ribs to fully recover.
-Yeah, great. Easy. Thank you. -Hold up, son.
What about travel, like a long-haul flight to Geneva?
Well, there's a chance of DVT, and it could be very painful.
Yeah, but, like, I'm young and fit and stuff, so…
It's just about gauging the risks you're willing to take.
Well, I'm not willing to take any. We're staying put until you're better.
-Mum, I can handle it. It's-- -No, Kai, decision made.
Thanks, doc.
-You'll be all right. -Yep.
So Malakai was at the carnival. Why didn't you tell me he was back?
Because I didn't know until he showed up at the carnival.
You know we didn't keep in touch.
Noah, there is nothing going on between me and Malakai anymore.
Okay. Yeah, I believe you.
Okay.
And what about the other thing?
Do you think I should just go to the cops about the prank?
It's up to you.
It just might complicate things.
You know, I hope the guy's okay,
but why risk your future over something that wasn't your fault?
Yeah?
Thank you for being so amazing.
Love you.
Now spit.
All right, St. Bruno.
Nose job.
There!
So long, you old bastard.
But why would Clancy turn on a ride in the middle of the night?
The amount of times he's gotten wasted.
Oh, you're one to talk. Out raging until after one.
Three hours I was trying to get hold of you last night.
Listen, I know what I saw.
That ride was on when I saw him running towards--
Towards what? What? What are you saying, Mum?
Someone else turned on the ride.
The bust is officially back where it belongs,
and we are free and in the clear, baby.
Clancy didn't turn on the ride.
What? No, that's…
That's not possible, Harps. He… He had to have done it.
Am, it was one of us.
One of us put him in the hospital.
Crap. us put him in the hospital.