Daisy, how gorgeous to see you.

Oh, you too, um, I was wondering if I could talk to you about the upcoming showcase.

You'll bring a certain, um, je ne sais quoi to it.

I mean, that woman could ice over the Sahara with just one look.

I met someone.

But he's Marissa's son.

To Oakley.

Tippy: You like her.

Don't be ridiculous, Tippy, no.

-Ahh!

-Hi.

But you always do this.

You make a mess of everything, you break people's hearts and then you just bugger off again.

You can talk, I mean, you're so flaky.

You can't commit to anything.

Louis is the last person on earth that I would be with.

[Tool clanging] Shut up.

♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ Morning.

[Text message received] ♪♪ Wow, you don't muck about.

Ah, well, believe me, I'd love to stay but, I want to get back before everyone else gets up.

And I wouldn't want to start any scandalous rumours.

You gotta admit, this secret fling business is kind of fun.

Mmm, yes.

-Well, there you go, gorgeous.

-Mm, thanks.

Um, is this a bit silly?

I mean, do you think we need to keep it private, private?

Oh, ah, you were the one who wanted to keep it a secret.

Yeah, I know, it's just, well, I didn't think that people would understand and... your parents are still upset with us not selling, and I didn't want to get ahead of ourselves.

But people are gonna have to know sometime, right?

Yeah, I guess I hadn't really, thought that far ahead.

No, neither have I, but, maybe we should, think about, you know, coming out, so to speak.

Yeah, no, we, ah, yeah, we should, um, we should definitely think about that.

Oh, okay.

Okay?

Very okay.

Great.

♪♪ Uh-hmm, uh-hmm.

Okay, bye.

Bye.

♪♪ ♪♪ [Saw whirring] Ah.

[Whirring continues] Ah, hah, ah, Gus.

Hi, uh, what, what, what's this?

-It's a surprise.

-Yeah, no, I'm very surprised.

What's going on?

-Hey, you look nice.

Oh, thanks, yes, I, um, had a meeting.

Just got back actually, I mean, who schedules a meeting for five a.m., am I right?

But -- um, well, this, whatever this is, is this gonna be done in time?

It seems very unfinished.

Ah, well, it's a pergola.

Well, it's gonna be.

Right, ah, okay, Gus, I-I'm trying very hard not to panic, so, ah, and I'm sure that there's a, a terrific plan, I just really need to hear it, so let's have a group debrief in about half an hour, how's that?

Where's Tippy?

Um... Tippy!

Meeting.

Half an hour.

♪♪ ♪ Let it breathe, if it doesn't breathe, it's gonna die ♪ ♪ Let us see, if you let it be, is it gonna fly?

♪ ♪ Set it free ♪ ♪ And if it leaves we say goodbye ♪ ♪ The web we weave and then we grieve ♪ ♪ And then we cry ♪ ♪ I want to tell you before I forget ♪ ♪ Despite the darkness ♪ ♪ Some of these days ♪ ♪ Wintergreen can't outshine your radiance ♪ ♪ Wintergreen I love you more than anything ♪ ♪ Wintergreen despite the darkness ♪ ♪ Some of these days ♪ ♪ Ooh, ooh ♪ ♪♪ Oh, Gus, can you go and find Tippy, please?

-I'm here.

-Ah, right.

Okay, so, there's only a few things left to do showcase wise.

Um, but, the main priority is fixing up the tasting room entrance.

Well, sometimes you have a vision and sometimes that vision isn't visible until it's not a vision, you know, it's a thing.

It's like the Taj Mahal.

You know, probably looked pretty rubbish until it didn't.

Right.

Louis.

Yes.

Ah, if you could get the trailer and pick up the furniture that would be amazing, and, Tippy, you're on the planting around the signage and the tasting room.

And -- and what are you going to be doing?

I don't imagine this is your odd job outfit.

Oh, no, she's been to a meeting.

Oh, has she?

My, that's, that's an early start.

Well, if you must know I will be finishing the marketing, and helping Tippy with her speech.

-What?

-As our award-winning winemaker you are going to be front and centre.

Ah, Louis should do the speeches.

He likes to hear himself talk.

Come on, Tippy, imagine this is the launch of the September issue and you're Anna Wintour.

-Who?

-Editor of Vogue?

I'm clearly not.

And I have to... do something.

Today.

Now.

Tippy?

Oh, Tippy.

Look, I know you're busy leading up to the harvest, but can't you do the planting first?

I-I could write the speech, you do the planting and then, and then I can help you with whatever it is.

I don't need your help.

And this is more important than planting, it's more important than anything.

Oh, Marissa, hi.

Oh, that all sounds rather serious.

Nothing that can't be resolved before the showcase dinner, I hope?

Oh, no, no, we're on schedule.

Ahead of schedule, actually.

Love what you're doing with the place, very bold.

I've just seen the tasting room, almost unrecognizable.

Thanks.

So, lovely of you to drop by this early.

Oh, well, I wanted to show you my new label, and to tell you that Oakley is seventh on the showcase tour, right after Rain Shadow Wines.

Oh, lucky number seven.

And right before Shimmering Lake's exclusive gala dinner.

No pressure then.

Look, if you did want to withdraw... nobody would judge you.

Everyone knows the challenges that Oakley's facing.

Oh, that's very considerate of you, but no, no, we're good to go, a-and how often does a little vineyard like Oakley get to be in the company of such a prestigious vineyard like Shimmering Lakes.

Ah, well, true.

And look at this new label.

I-is that a bat?

No, that's a hawk.

Oh, see, just in this light, it looks like a bat in flight.

Funny, anyway, thanks so much for dropping by, I'll go and tell everyone the great news.

♪♪ Well, the pressure is really on now, we've been positioned -- Well, when was the last time anyone saw him?

W-what did the police say?

Just, j-just let me know as soon as you have anything.

All right.

I'll be on the next plane.

Christ, it's Julian.

He's gone missing.

Um, he's supposed to be staying at a friend's house, but no one's seen him for over 48 hours, I mean.

God, what did the police say?

Oh, bugger all, they've been checking out with his school friends, anyone who knows him.

-Surely his mum would have... -Yeah, you would have thought.

You know, I just, I just wanna get over there, I mean, I could get on a -- a flight to Sydney and get, and get one from there.

Yeah, o-okay, just, just breathe.

How can I help?

-I-I don't know.

Right, well, I'll call my travel agent Rochelle and she'll get you on the quickest flight.

-Okay.

-You just keep packing.

Okay, Daisy.

Thank you.

So any problems, just give me a ring, or, or email.

H-have you got my email?

A-and any hiccups with the showcase... Oh, let's stuff the showcase.

This is far more important.

We'll be fine.

Okay.

What's that?

♪♪ Hi, dad.

Julian.

Julian, what are you doing?

What are you doing, you silly boy!

Thank God you're all right.

Your mother and I have been worried sick.

Oh, I know, I'm sorry.

I just wanted to see you.

♪♪ You.

How are you involved in all of this?

I want to know how Julian came to be... Will you turn that music down?

Sorry, didn't get you.

I want to talk to your parents right now.

Turn that music off.

Sorry, gotta jam.

Catch you later, J-Dog.

See you, Willy.

Don't call me that!

Rowan!

Yes, he's fine.

He's seemingly unharmed.

Well, I don't know yet, do I?

Your mother wants to know how you got a plane ticket.

I took her card and bought it online.

Right.

Using your credit card, apparently.

You hungry?

I've got some lovely pate and cheese.

-Yes, please.

-No, no, no, no.

No snacks until we've got some answers.

J, how the hell did you manage to get to the airport, get on a plane without an adult?

You're only 11 years old.

-I'm 12.

That's, that's, that's not the point.

And I did have an adult.

Dagmara.

-Who the hell is Dagmara?

Thomas' Polish nanny.

I convinced her to take me to the airport.

I may have lied about where I was going, and I may have taken advantage of the fact that English is her fourth language.

Right, look, I'll call you back, the plot has thickened somewhat, we may need to be taking action against someone called Dagmara.

No, no, you can't.

Look, I'll put him on a plane in a day or two.

All right?

Yep.

Bye.

I don't want to go home.

That's too bad.

Your mother's been frantic.

I'm not going home.

J, look.

All right, we'll, we'll discuss it, all right?

But after you've had a shower.

Uh...I need your help.

Ah, sorry, Tip, I've just got to clean up the mess I've made and I've got to move this.

I get that everything has to look good, but if we're showcasing Oakley, how are flowers and pergolas more important than the future of the vineyard?

What happened?

I messed up.

We messed up.

You can't tell anyone.

Okay.

So, Stanley died.

Yeah, I know.

And then the funeral, and then all the legal stuff, and then Daisy and Louis.

I feel like I was there for that.

We didn't dig up the horns.

So you'll help me, right?

I've got no idea where Stanley buried them.

He did them in the middle of the night when he was totally pissed.

The thing is like I can't really do two things at once.

I mean, can we, can we wait until after the showcase?

No.

I need to dig them up today.

Okay, I'll, I'll help you as soon as I'm done.

Why did you even start all of this?

No, just...

Forget it.

I'll find it myself.

♪♪ I'm sorry, Tip.

♪♪ [Text message received] ♪♪ -Hello, lovely.

-Hi.

Thanks for doing this.

Well, I've never been one to turn down a lady in distress.

Though I must confess, it did cross my mind that "help me pick up furniture" may have been code?

Ah, I'm afraid not.

Oh, they've left the -- left the door open.

Oh, welcome to the country.

This must be it.

It is.

So, how's the, uh, how's the gala dinner shaping up?

Oh, impressively, as far as I know.

So should I be dusting off my tiara?

Or will a nice, casual heel suffice?

I mean, I literally have no idea what to expect.

Well, expect epic.

Yeah, last year mum had ice sculptures, and a twenty-piece orchestra.

Wow.

Yeah, she lives for this event.

Highlight of her year.

-Right.

So, um, what's the showstopper this year?

Ah, well, I've heard whispers about gold leaf something or other, but, uh, the rest I've been sworn to secrecy.

Oh.

Yeah, but you can, you can trust me.

What?

I do.

But?

Mum would kill me if word got out.

Oh, oh, I get it.

Family comes first.

Introducing, Reasons I Should Stay in NZ with Dad.

Kiwi, obviously.

Number one.

I didn't spend enough time with dad last time.

Next, I like being at Oakley, because Gus, Tippy, Rowan, and Paige are here.

As you can see, here is a whole list of activities that we could do.

Fishing, hunting, eating ice cream, camping, karaoke, looking at puppies at the dogs home, Well, you get the general idea.

Very impressive, J. I genuinely would love you to stay, but I don't think your mother would like it at all.

Doubt she'd even notice.

Of course she'd notice, she loves you more than anything.

How come she's always away with Horst?

What do you mean, always away?

I was at Thomas' because they were in Italy.

Italy?

That's how I convinced Dagmara to take me to the airport.

I told her I was meeting mum in Florence.

In Florence?

Of course I'm reacting like a lunatic, you abandoned our child!

And the people you left him with couldn't even get hold of you because you were on a dirty, bloody weekend, with bloody Horst.

In bloody Florence.

I mean, how, how dare you!

It was our destination.

Look, Simone, I-I-I don't care what you do, but I do care when you neglect our child, all right?

There is no way in hell I'm sending him back to London.

He deserves to stay here where someone's at least trying to parent properly.

Oh, and another thing.

When I said the affair was partly my fault, I lied to be nice.

Bye!

Wrong number.

So, uh, good news, J.

You're staying here, so pick one thing off your list, anything you like.

Hunting.

Rowan says shooting rabbits is mean as.

S-shooting, actual shooting rabbits?

Okay, well, there's a couple of things I've got to do here first, but, oh, no, no, no, no, bugger it.

Shooting rabbits it is.

Great.

Can't wait, can't wait to shoot rabbits.

Oh, ****.

-You all right?

-Ah.

-Hey.

-It doesn't even bloody match.

Well, it doesn't matter.

Yes, it does, I just want Oakley to be perfect.

Is that too much to ask?

I think it's gonna look amazing.

Is it?

I mean, if I don't pull off this showcase, everyone's gonna laugh at me.

-No, they're not.

-Yes, they are.

I'll just confirm what everyone's thinking, that I'm-- I'm some flaky party girl from Sydney who can't commit to anything because there's always something new and shiny to play with.

Babe.

Nobody thinks that.

Some people do.

You're just stressed out.

Okay, but you've got this.

And by the way, I don't think you're a flake.

If people can't see how driven, creative, and hardworking you are, stuff 'em.

Well, I do like shiny new things, though.

Yeah, and why wouldn't you?

Oh.

People might see.

I don't care.

♪♪ Gus!

Julian!

What are you doing here?

You're crushing me.

Gus, what's, what's Tippy doing?

I thought she was on showcase duties?

Oh, uh, she's looking for something.

What's she looking for?

A necklace?

Oh.

Ah, Gus.

Julian's really keen t-to go rabbit hunting.

Um, but I-I'm guessing Oakley doesn't have any guns.

Oh, nah, yeah, we, we do have one.

I mean, all vineyards need, ah, need a gun to deal with the rabbits.

Oh, great, great.

But I-I'm guessing we'd need a license, right?

The young fella would need to be with someone with a gun license.

Yeah.

Oh, mate, I'm sorry, such a shame.

Oh, well, no, Don will sort you out, he's got heaps of guns, and a license.

Ah, no.

No, no, no, no.

No, I wouldn't want to bother him.

Nah, he loves hunting.

Yeah, he, he'll help you.

And, um, Nic and Vic, they're both well into it.

I'd bet you they'd love to join.

Well, it was supposed to be a kind of father and son... Then can I ask Rowan as well?

Oh, oh, wait, no, it should be just us.

That was the point.

No, no, no, of course you can ask Rowan as well, honestly.

The more the merrier.

More, more, more the merrier.

-Everything okay?

-Of course, yeah.

Yeah, I'm just trying to find the right line, don't wanna bump the furniture around too much.

What's the matter?

You're not nervous about being seen with me, are you?

-No.

-Oh.

But?

-I should tell my parents.

-Oh.

I just want them to hear it from me, rather than the local rumour mill.

That's -- that's sweet, and fair.

-I'll tell them later on today.

-Oh, great.

In the meantime, I doubt you helping me unload a trailer will set too many tongues wagging, so.

♪♪ Hey, what do you think?

It looks good.

Hello.

Daisy just needed some help with the furniture, so I'm just, I'm helping her with that.

With the furniture for the showcase.

I'm -- I'm Louis.

Ben.

From The Church.

Oh, the wine bar not the institution, I take it?

Oh, God, no.

No, no, no, no.

No.

No.

Well, that's, that's splendid.

Um...

Anyway, I should, uh, should get back to the -- the furniture.

Oh, he seems like a nice, a nice young man.

Oh, yes, he's, um, yes, he's, he's very -- he's very helpful.

Dad's taking me rabbit hunting.

Ew!

Oh, I-I thought we were all pitching in together to knock off the last of the stuff.

Yeah, you're right -- Mate, Daisy's right, I-I think we're probably gonna have to postpone it.

But Rowan's gone to get his weapons, so has Vic.

Oh, well.

If it doesn't take all day I'm sure it'll be fine.

Oh, thanks, Daisy.

You-you didn't have to say yes.

No, you gotta get some time in.

I mean daylight lasts forever these days and... as long as you're back by this afternoon to... What's wrong?

Ah, I don't want to go rabbit hunting.

I've got a thing, I was very, very scarred by Watership Down and, um, if I see a dead rabbit, with its glassy eyes.

Well, then why on earth did you say yes?

Because I've already screwed him up for life and he's only 11.

12.

He's 12.

We need to bond.

Julian ran away to be with you, Louis.

I think you're doing okay.

♪♪ Okay.

Last one?

Yep.

♪♪ Ah, Rowan.

And you're a, a registered gun owner, I take it?

Sure.

If you like.

And the hunt's assembled.

Good one.

Ah, Don, what's, uh, Wanda doing here?

Oh, she's a hunting pig.

But -- but what does she do?

She hunts.

Well, here's to a freezer full of meat.

They might be filthy rodents, but they taste good.

There's only one way to cook rabbit.

Freshly skinned and roasted over an open fire.

Dad.

When we get a rabbit, can we roast it?

You know, on a stick.

Yep, that -- that would be lovely.

Okay, killer, let's get you trained up, huh.

Come with me.

Oh, it's, um, it's looking good.

Yeah.

I'm guessing Tippy's still AWOL?

Don't worry, it's all right.

I already assumed that I'd be doing the planting myself.

I mean, the horns are important.

The what?

Ah, nothing, no, I mean, um, there are no horns, we're horn free.

Well, hang...Gus.

Seriously, do I want to know?

I think you should probably just ask Tippy.

Right.

[Phone rings] Oh, bugger, could you grab that?

[Rings] -What?

-Nothing.

Oh.

Sorry.

It's fine.

Tell me he didn't break your heart?

-Not completely.

-Oh.

Well, he's a thoughtless, closeted, fool.

He's a unicorn.

A what?

Sometimes you meet someone and you think, they're like no one I've ever met.

A unicorn.

So even as they gallop away you feel pretty lucky to have met one at all.

Oh, Gus.

But you guys are still friends, right?

Wait, not because of me?

No.

No, no.

No, Griffin has many, many good points, he's funny and loyal and naughty, generous.

But he can also be judgmental and very careless of people's feelings.

Yeah, I see that.

But I still miss him.

Me too.

♪♪ ♪♪ Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Shoulder up, son, like I showed you.

[Gunshot] He was getting away.

First kill of the day, let's check it out.

Its guts are out.

One down, more to go.

Well, listen up.

I think we'll have better luck if we, uh, we split up, yeah.

Ah, I'll go with dad.

Uh, we'll take Louis and Julian.

We'll blood you on your first kill, eh?

Rowan, you're with me, mate.

Hmm.

Come on.

In with anger, out with love.

Um, Tippy?

Look, are you all right?

-I'm fine.

Well, I don't mean to be banging on about it, but I just don't understand why you seem intent on digging up half the vineyard.

What's going on?

We practice biodynamic wine making.

Oh, we do?

In the autumn, we bury cow horns filled with manure in the vineyard.

The cosmic energy of the sun and the rain seeps into the manure inside the horns, and when it's solstice, we dig them up, we mix the manure in a barrel by hand and then we spray that mix on the vines to enrich the soil and keep everything in balance.

Right.

Well, it's not solstice though, is it?

I didn't dig them up.

Stanley died right before we usually do it, and I forgot.

It's my fault.

Well, but if it's waited this long...

If we're not gonna honour Stanley's memory, there isn't gonna be a vineyard worth bloody showcasing.

But he made terrible wine.

Everything that's special about Oakley is down to him.

So he didn't make it Instagramiable, but he poured his life and soul into it, why don't you get that?

Okay, well.

Uh, maybe I can help.

I don't know where the horns are.

That's the point, he never told me.

Oh.

Well, we'll just have to find them then, won't we?

Yeah.

♪♪ Hey, I was thinking that maybe Vic and I should head into the trees and try and flush some rabbits out for you guys, so you can, you know... get them.

Brilliant idea.

Brilliant idea.

Ah, you guys, um, watch out for rabbits and don't shoot that way.

-Hmm.

-Right.

This won't take long.

-Let's go.

-Okay.

There's nothing here.

Oh, no, no, keep looking.

I just found a 200 quid receipt from Harrods, 1999 for clotted cream fudge.

If you're afraid of butter... -Use cream.

Use cream.

Oh, he used to say that all the time.

Daisy?

-Sorry.

What happened between you and Stanley?

Why didn't you keep in touch?

You know it really upset him, thought of you as his daughter.

When my mother got cancer, they said there was nothing they could do, really.

She could have had chemo, which would have given her a few more years.

Without it a few months.

She didn't want the treatment, even though I begged her to get it.

And I asked Stanley to make her and... he wouldn't.

He said it was her choice.

So he was doing what she wanted?

It wasn't what I wanted.

I wanted my mum around for longer... and he could have convinced her, and he didn't.

And I hated him for it.

Anyway, after she died, I stopped talking to him really, and he didn't know how to deal with it.

Surly, grieving teenager, so... he sent me away to boarding school.

And we just kind of fell into...

Gift baskets.

Yeah.

Anyway, hah, enough of that, um, I think you're right, I don't think the answer's here, so why don't we just go back out and find these horns, and just, um, start at the beginning.

Yeah.

♪♪ So, J, you know you don't actually have to shoot anything, just, ah, as long as you try your best, yeah?

No, don't worry, I'm totally gonna give it my best shot.

We'll, uh, we'll show 'em how it's done.

Right?

-Yeah.

Go on then.

J, what's the matter?

I don't want to kill a rabbit.

Thank God.

Nor do I.

When I saw that poor rabbit I thought I was going to lose my lunch.

Oh, mate, come here.

Rowan's gonna think I'm pathetic.

No, he's not.

I got a plan.

That's you winging the rabbit.

You fired again, but the bloody thing got away.

Oh.

Oh, God.

Well, the red carpet has arrived.

And?

And our very famous, special guest has almost confirmed.

It's gonna be the most talked about showcase yet.

Yeah, I-I was talking with Daisy from Oakley, earlier.

Oh, poor Oakley.

Oh, completely out of their depth.

Well, actually, Daisy's a lot more switched on, than you might think.

Well, you must know something that I don't?

She might surprise you.

She's actually really smart and determined... hardly some flake who can't commit to anything.

I don't think I ever said that.

No, I know, I know, she just worries that's what people think about her.

Well, you have been having some in depth chats.

Yeah, we have.

Actually, and I, um, I just don't think that you should under -- underestimate her.

Anything else you wanna tell me?

Nope.

Um, so, tell me about Stanley.

I mean, what he was like here?

T-there's so much I don't know.

He used to sing to the grapes.

Sing?

Ha.

Yeah.

He had a good voice.

He kept bees for a while.

He got stung all the time.

Thought checking the hives in his underwear would make him less threatening to the bees.

Yeah, I guess not.

There's an image.

They're not here.

We're never gonna find them.

Oh.

Now, come on.

Okay, so this is roughly where the horns were last year, right?

Yeah.

But he never told you the pattern?

No, he just seemed to know.

Well, then it's gotta be something that he remembered.

His birthday?

Nah, I tried that.

I tried my birthday, Gus' birthday, and yours.

Um, how did you find out my birthday?

Ah, never mind, um, well, how have you worked it out so far?

Well, I thought that maybe the birth date relates to the number of vines and the rows or... Oh, did you try my mother's birthday?

Well, I don't know your mother's birthday.

Oh, hang on.

Um, it's...

Okay.

Okay.

All right, let's try it.

-Great.

Let's check all the paddocks.

All the paddocks?

But, ah...oh.

I might need a martini for that.

Or ten.

♪♪ I'm sorry I made you go hunting.

No.

I'm sorry I didn't speak up earlier.

Didn't want to disappoint you, again.

You're okay, dad.

Really.

Think I might become vegetarian.

Yeah, well, if that's what you want, I'm fine with it.

Cool.

Can we do something you want to do tonight?

Not too tired?

Nope.

Go this way.

These are looking good.

17, 18, 19.

♪♪ ♪♪ Oh.

Oh!

Yay!

Found them.

Oh, that's funny, I thought they'd, I thought they'd smell more.

Tippy?

These are the last horns Stanley will ever bury here.

God, they're all dried out.

There's nothing we can do, Stanley would be so mad.

No, no, he wouldn't.

He wouldn't.

Oh, Tippy.

You knew him.

Really knew him.

Like a -- like a daughter.

And you're a much better one than I ever was.

So you should know how proud he'd be of you.

Besides, Stanley couldn't hold a grudge or why would he put up with me for so long?

Do you think?

I think.

Well... can't spray anyway.

It's too late.

You're supposed to do it when the moon is just right, and the vines are just waking up and...

I just thought I could fix things.

Oh.

Well, do you know what?

I think the cosmic rays have worked their magic everywhere anyway.

And even if they haven't, Stanley has.

♪♪ Ah.

Twice in one day, people will talk.

They always do.

Would you, uh, would you like a drink?

Oh, no, uh, thank you.

No, I've, I've a few extra tablecloths that were delivered by mistake and I wondered whether you might like them?

For the -- for the showcase?

Oh, that's, uh, that's very kind.

They'll always come in handy.

I-I-I'll come and grab them, shall I?

Oh, uh, no, because I haven't, um, haven't actually got them with me.

I'll, I'll, I'll bring them by.

Great.

Oh, I see you're making poo tea.

It's charming the way you're keeping up with these quirky traditions.

Well, i-it's a learning curve.

Shows great commitment.

I for one have never believed that you were flaky.

Well, I'll leave you to it.

I'll drop those tablecloths by.

♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ [Rings] [Rings] Um, could you come with me, like, right now?

Something's happened to the tasting room.

Oh.

Oh, God.

Oh, Gus, you rat-bag!

It looks amazing.

Oh!

-Thought we should celebrate.

Here we go.

Here's to our visionary driving force.

-Oh... -And to an extra-ordinary day.

Filled with some, uh, challenges and some surprises.

Told you Louis should do the speeches.

-Cheers, everyone.

-Cheers.

Cheers.

-Cheers.

[Cat meows] ♪♪ [Knocks] Yep.

[Woman speaks indistinctly on the television] Thought I better make something for you.

Wow.

You never bake.

Yeah, well, there's a reason for that.

I'm sorry I didn't help you with the horns.

Oh, it's all good.

Daisy was actually pretty cool.

Is that?

I don't want to, but can't help it.

You know I must.

I want a better life for us.

A life full of fortune.

I know it was only a couple of days, but I thought'd be something else.

-Shift over.

-What?

Shift over.

What kind of friend would I be if I let you watch bad TV all by yourself.

He's actually really good.

Whatever.

Marry me.

So you see those two really bright stars.

-Mm-hmm.

-Yeah.

They're known as the pointers, because they point to the tip of the Southern Cross.

-Mm.

-Mind if I join you?

Of course not.

Thank you.

I'm surprised you're not out socializing.

I'm not sure my socializing's any of your business.

Oh, maybe not.

So, Ben seems nice.

Yes.

He did.

Oh.

We're just locating the Southern Cross.

Oh, well, now that's one constellation I do know how to find.

So, J, if you imagine a line all the way up through the cross, you'll see the constellations of Carina and Vela.

Oh, I might sit down for a minute.

You know when I was little and we had a pet die, mum would ask me to choose a star for it, so every time we looked up at the sky we could imagine it watching over us.

I had one for my horse, Holly.

One for Fitz the cat, and that one just at the top, the Southern Cross, that's -- that's mum.

It's a very nice choice.

Think it's too late to choose one for Stanley?

No, we could, uh, we could choose one together, perhaps something close to your mum.

-Ah, okay.

-Have a, have a look.

Oh, right.

Um...

Okay.

Oh.

What about the one just to the left of mum's?

I think that will be one of the Crucis stars.

Yep, which hereafter shall be known as... Stanley Basil Oakley.

Cheers, Stan.

-Cheers, Stanley.

J, do you want to come and have a look at the star we chose for Uncle Stan... Well, has been a very long day.

Louis, I-I did want to say that if I've done anything or said anything that's made you feel bad.

No.

No.

Okay, good.

Shall we, uh...

Yes.

We should.

-That's for you.

-Thank you.

Woman: ♪ Just want something built to last ♪ ♪ Took my chance on some sort of connection ♪ [Woman sings indistinctly] ♪ We're all us children ♪ ♪ Trying to find home ♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪ I can see the wood 'fore the trees ♪ ♪♪ ♪ I overthink it as I fall asleep ♪ ♪♪ ♪ Who can know the wisdom of the sky ♪ ♪♪