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[kookaburras laugh and sing]
[bus approaches]
[ambient music rises]
[P.A. crackles]
[driver] Next stop, Surf Beach.
[driver] If you could please keep your mask on at all times while on the bus
[driver] and while exiting
[driver] Thanks for choosing to travel with us today
[driver] and hope you have a good...
[bus door opens]
[wind blows]
[sighs]
[light rain starts]
Fuck.
[rain intensifies]
[whining]
[stumbling footsteps]
Where the fuck is the tele?
[gentle snoring]
Lauren?
[snoring]
Lauren?
What happened?
Oh, I just have to go into town.
Okay.
[snoring continues]
Lauren?
[heavy boots hit the floor]
You want me to leave?
I don't want to be a dick, but...
Yeah.
Just while I'm not here.
All good.
Just give me a minute.
[door closes]
[Lauren] Sorry, I didn’t realise I was blocking you in.
Have a good day.
You too.
[Aussie rock plays from the stereo]
[car horn honks]
[yawning]
[sighing]
[eerie bird calls echo]
[car approaches]
Fucking come on...
[scoffs]
You fucking piece of shit. Come on!
[groaning]
Fuck.
[local man hurries out of breath up the hill]
[local man] Sure, it’s all downhill that way love!
[laughter]
[plucking at a guitar string]
[chord progression starts]
[grabbing at wine bottles]
[bottles smash]
[Ada] Fucking shit.
Siri, where's reception?
[porn plays from the laptop]
[women and men groan]
[groaning quickens]
[classical music plays outside]
[classical music blares from the stereo inside]
[wind gently howls]
[car horn honks]
[pushing through bushes]
[groaning]
[waves slam against the rocks]
[wind rages over the surf]
[wind howls]
[ocean rumbles]
[heavy rain falls]
Ah...
[painful ringing sound]
Shit.
[sighing]
Can I help you, mate!?
Oh, shit. Sorry!
Sorry, I...
I thought you were just sitting or something.
It’s all good.
You can look now.
Mind sharing that umbrella?
Yeah.
Fucking cold, aye?
Shit. Sorry...
I’m Ada.
What are you doing here?
I locked myself out of the house, but I'm staying at my mum's nearby.
Why have you got a wine glass?
Mind going inside for a sec?
So, who are you?
Josh.
Do you want a drink or something?
Bit early for that, but sure!
I meant tea or coffee?
Aw, yeah. Coffee will work.
Nice set up you got here, just you?
[horn blows]
Yeah. People don't like me much either.
Any sugar?
[footsteps hurry away]
Excuse me.
[rain billows down on the roof]
Fuck me.
Your coffee's in the kitchen, if you don't mind?
Can I?
Can you?
Der.
[chord plays out of tune]
[tunes guitar]
[playing chords]
What exactly do you do again, Josh?
[guitar bangs on the floor]
You know that the more music you listen to,
the more likely you are to be depressed.
- Can we please go back into the kitchen? - [The Entertainer plays]
Might be one of those chicken or the egg things, but...
Depressed people like music.
Or music makes people depressed.
Either way, you're probably depressed.
It stopped.
Still the intro, dude.
The rain stopped.
Can you please stop touching things?
Dude, I don’t have rona. Chill.
Yeah, cool.
Guess I probably can't borrow any of these, anyway?
No.
Oh, also! I don’t suppose you would...
have a ladder I could borrow?
Forgot my keys.
Fuck, yeah! It's open.
Righto.
See ya!
[bats screeching]
Tom's found some weird brandy, can he drink it?
Yeah. Go for it.
That brandy is fine, Tom.
So, just while I've got you on your own.
Not tonight.
Come on, Josh.
I just want to talk about a deadline.
You just keep pushing it back.
I don't think I've given myself one.
It was meant to be two months and then a year.
Now it's been two.
What are you doing here?
I don't have to do anything, Jess.
[Jess scoffs]
That's brave to say at your age.
I'm sure the royalties are drying up...
[folk music lightly plays from a stereo]
[indistinct chatter outside]
First it was the fires.
Then there was lockdown.
Just fucking come home.
Jess, I'm fine.
[screen door slams at a distance]
Who's that?
No one.
Evening!
Oh, hey!
How's it going?
Ah, you know...
It's going.
I'm Jess!
Josh’s sister.
Me, Ada.
Jess.
What are you doing tonight, Ada?
Ah... heaps.
Well, we're just having some drinks here
if you want to join us?
You suck.
Is that allowed yet?
I think we'll be right.
Grab my keys!
[mocking laughter]
[Jess] Ada, this is Tom.
Hello, Ada.
Hello.
Oh, do you want me to put on a mask?
Oh, no. I just didn't want to be rude, I guess?
Nah, nah. You’re all good. We're inside. It's fine.
Have a seat.
Now, Ada would you like a drink that isn't suspicious old brandy?
I’d love a red?
Brandy, it is!
Oh, not pouring me one?
I think you've had enough.
So are you’s just visiting or something?
We just came down from Sydney.
Figured we should make a dash for it since the borders are open and
spend some money here.
Yeah. It's just so beautiful out here.
I would have loved to have done my lockdown at the beach.
I actually just got in a few days ago.
From where?
Melbourne.
Melbourne?
It's all good, you guys.
Got the brain swab before I got here, so should be all sweet.
No issues at the border?
Nah, got through on compassionate grounds.
All right.
How long's that lockdown been going?
About six months.
Six months. How did you manage with that?
Other than being able to go outside for more than an hour...
Studying online was pretty shit.
Being locked inside kind of sucks.
So I figured I'd sneak down into mum's rental.
What do you study?
Music.
Oh, that's great. Which uni you at?
Oh, nah. Me too dumb for uni.
Got a scholarship for TAFE, but.
Oh, that's great.
Know the difference between uni and TAFE?
Why don’t you tell us?
Well, at uni, they explain to you why it's important to wash your hands
after you go to the toilet.
At TAFE, they just tell you not to piss on your fucking hands in the first place.
[Tom bursts into laughter]
10 points for Gryffindor!
[punk music plays]
Okay, cheers. Let’s go.
Cheers.
Aw, yeah.
Whooh!
Where’s your wine glasses?
Two wine glasses please, Josh!
Josh!?
I’m just gonna go help Josh.
Don't have too much fun.
Thank you, Tom.
You’re very welcome.
Going a little hard there, Tom.
Some people prefer drunk Tom.
Some people like drunk Tom.
Some people are drunk Tom.
You're on holiday.
[Tom] Love you.
I got another one...
Why do men make more music than women?
Do they?
Ding, ding.
Well, there’s a clear difference between dudes and chicks
in the output of music, right?
Every course you do, it's 10 to 1 smelly boys.
Well, the barriers of that industry are enormous.
Well, dudes definitely aren’t more artistic, creative or even musical.
It's because dudes play music to make chicks like them.
Because they suck.
It’s just another pathetic way for dudes to try and pick up.
[Jess] To pick up?
What about? I don’t know, to make art.
Name any other art, where the artist peaks at 19.
Most musos just weren’t good enough at footy, so they picked up a bass.
So why do women write music?
Well, some chicks are definitely in a band to get laid.
But it's probably
because most of them have something meaningful to say.
Well, I've got a feeling there's no point arguing with you.
Thank you.
On that note,
I think we're gonna call it a night.
What are you talking about?
Oh, sorry. Didn’t notice you there.
The rest of us are just having a conversation.
You're talking at us.
Not to us.
No one cares about your bullshit.
Jeez, someone missed their nap.
And someone missed their cue.
Read the room, mate.
Yeah, let's call it a night.
[Waves wash against the shore]
[spitting and coughing]
[groaning]
[Ada] Sort your life out, Ada.
Anyway, thanks for having us.
Sorry it was so short.
[Josh] It’s all good.
[front door slams]
[Jess] Here he is.
Ooft. Hello!
Jesus.
Either your psycho neighbour gave me corona
or I’m hung over...
but I like it.
Guess I'm driving, then?
Yep!
[Josh] See ya, Tom.
[sighs]
Just listen.
We both lost someone.
I didn't expect I'd have to lose you too.
Sort your shit out and come home.
How about some social distancing?
I'll be in touch.
[Jess] That's the last time you’re getting pissed this trip.
See ya!
[car pulls away]
[some twigs snap nearby]
[wind howls]
[Ada] Hey!
Jesus!
I wanted to ask you something.
Don't do that.
Sorry.
Josh, can I ask you something?
What?
You know how you just have
heaps of gear sitting in your house and that?
Yeah.
[Ada] Well...
I've written a couple of songs, and I was wondering
if you'd be willing to help me record them?
No.
Why not?
Because I don't want to.
I’ll pay ya 500 bucks?
700?
800. And that was really tough for me to ask,
so stop being a dick.
1,200 bucks.
Get fucked.
Fine!
You actually have $1,200?
Yes! Fuck! That's so much money, dude.
But I want to hear the music before I decide, though.
Yeah, whatever.
And that'll be $100.
$100 just to hear it?
Yep. It'll be a down payment.
Otherwise, it'll be for wasting my time.
Why 1,200?
To pay for the van.
1,200 for that?
Yeah, because I need a pink slip.
And then if that doesn't pass, then I'm going to need a blue slip
and it’ll go under the pits.
Then it's up to the mechanic
how much he wants to charge me for all the problems that it's got.
Needs a new battery, needs new tyres.
There's rust all over it.
Won’t pass rego with all that rust.
Whatever!
Sweet. So let's do it.
Sure.
Like, let's do it now.
Sweet. I'll go grab my guitar.
[tuning the guitar]
It's in tune.
Might just go to the bathroom first.
Ada, start playing.
Fine, fine. Fuck me, right.
3, 2, 1...
[thunder rumbles in the distance]
You actually wrote that?
Finished a bit quick?
I haven't quite figured out the ending yet.
So, what do you think?
Musically, it's pretty ordinary.
But your lyrics aren't bad
and you have a nice voice.
That's nice. So you’ll help?
Probably not.
You gotta be fucking kidding me.
Look, it's just not the type of music I’m into
And I know from experience that’ll make the process way too hard.
[sighs]
Josh, all I wanted to do this year was move to Melbourne
and make some fucking music.
That obviously can't happen.
And I'm in the middle of nowhere
during a fucking pandemic
and your studio is just sitting here.
And I really need it.
Look, dude. My life kind of sucks.
And I don't want to have to beg you, but please, I'm begging you.
Fine.
Really?
Sure.
But if we're doing this, please don't waste my time.
And don't try to annoy me.
100%. Promise I will not try to annoy you.
Should be like, shake hands or something?
No. We're good.
Cool.
So when do we start?
Tomorrow, I guess.
Say 9:30?
Sounds like a plan.
Have you got that cash?
[woman on radio] When I looked around,
there was a wall of fire burning behind me.
[woman on radio] It was... it just hit so bloody hard.
[woman on radio] We ran to the beach and hid... and just hoped for the best.
[Josh] I haven't put the new one in yet.
Yeah, the old...
The old ones...
I'm just wondering which one to take off first.
Negative or the positive?
Okay. Yep, yep.
Yeah, I don’t... yeah...
Big help, mate. Cheers.
Drunken prick.
[woman on radio] First it was the fires and now it’s lockdown.
[woman on radio] What else can our community take?
[doorbell rings]
[Josh] Just a sec.
[Josh] Lauren.
Check your phone, Josh.
I might need a shower.
[Lauren] No you don't.
[cycling through snare sounds on the laptop]
[playback glitches]
[cycling through bass drums]
[plays a tune on the unamped bass]
Where the fuck is she?
Fucking dog.
[sniffs]
[playing with the drum kit]
[something breaks and falls]
Two metres.
I was literally in here yesterday, singing without a mask on.
Literally doesn't make any fucking sense.
So, like...
Do you know what I mean?
Yeah, I think so.
Just kind of feels dumb to play them same chords again after the first chorus.
Kind of want this song to keep growing or changing.
Build on that percussion a bit, maybe?
It's pretty crowded already.
You can change up the chords a little bit, make them a bit more interesting?
Oh, cool. They're not interesting are they?
It's C, D, G, E-minor.
C, D, G, E-minor.
It's pretty dull, dude.
Maybe after the first chorus
you could\ probably change up the voicing a bit in them?
My voice?
Just like, open up the chords a little.
Change a few of the intervals.
Josh.
What the fuck is an interval?
Really?
Really.
An interval’s just two different notes
and that relationship.
Chords are sets of intervals.
Alright.
Now I’m a drummer but this is how I make sense of it.
So, you’re playing regular old majors and minors?
[Ada] Yeah.
So you got G, happy. C, happy.
E minor, sad.
It's pretty dull.
But if we change up the intervals a bit.
Add a seventh.
A ninth.
An eleventh.
It just makes it sound heaps more interesting.
- [keyboard plays] - Now is that chord just happy?
Or is that chord just sad?
[Ada] It’s not telling you what to feel.
Exactly.
Anyway, I don’t play the keys.
Can I please take this off now?
[sighs]
Oi, that laptop’s disgusting.
Do you mind grabbing the hand sanitizer and giving it a wipe?
[ambient music plays]
For this track, we're just going to do the bass.
That's the amp.
[Ada] That's not an amp.
[Josh] It's a little one.
[Ada] Go muscles.
Can you grab one of those mic stands, please?
[Ada] Do I actually just pick one up?
Just grab it and bring it over here.
[Ada] Okay.
[Ada] Stunning.
[stand slams to the ground]
[Ada laughs]
So undo that.
[Ada] Aw, you fuck. This?
You right?
Also, why do you have a cowbell?
[knocking over a drum stand]
[cowbell ringing]
[Josh] C major seven.
Really heavy.
And then to G major.
Add nine.
Can we please do something else now?
Put your finger there.
Start with the G.
[Ada] What is that?
- [Ada] Is that a G? - [Josh] That’s G.
Yep. Start there and then you’re gonna come down.
You can bring it down to there.
And that's, that's C.
You can’t even hear it but?
[Josh] When I turn the amp on, you will hear it.
Oh, alright.
[Josh] Come back up to the G.
So, G.
A.
How long is this going to take?
It's three songs, yeah?
Yeah. Or, like, four... ish
Well, really depends on how organised you are on your end.
But hopefully no longer than a week, though.
Awesome.
Well, not much to do down here. Is there anything you want me to work on?
Your timing.
Your pitch.
Sometimes when there's a click track behind you,
you do this ‘click, clack’ sound.
Try and do that, without that sound.
You can hold down the chords a bit harder. They seem to buzz.
Because you’re not pressing down hard enough.
Just be careful not to spit on the mics so much.
They're expensive.
Maybe your posture,
because you kind of look a bit weird when you're holding the guitar.
But mainly your timing.
Get yourself a metronome or something.
Don’t have a metronome.
Just get one on your phone.
Don’t have a phone.
Okay. If I lend you something, you've got to be really, really careful with it.
Fingers crossed.
[metronome clicking]
Presto.
Gravy...
Grave.
[slurring] Larghetto...
[slurring] Assai...
Presto.
[metronome restarts]
[vomiting]
[groaning]
[vomiting]
[moaning]
[kookaburras laugh]
[groaning]
[kookaburras laugh outside]
[porn blares from the laptop]
[kookaburras laughing]
[Ada] Shut up!
[solemn bird calls]
[light ambient music plays]
[screaming]
Get off me!
Ah!
[screaming]
[classical music plays from the radio]
[Josh] Oh, God.
Fucking moron.
Morning.
It's noon.
Yeah, whatever. I wrote some new ideas down.
Bit busy at the moment.
It's about to start raining, so I guess you're finishing up anyway.
[thunder rumbles]
Brought you a present.
Figured it might make recording more fun.
I'm not drinking with you, Ada.
Well it was worth a shot, anyway.
Here's my new ideas.
What's this?
What do you mean?
Ah, what am I looking at?
It's tab.
Do people still make tab?
You know most musicians can't read music anyway.
What?
[it thunders and rains outside]
What?
That's fine. Just listen.
I can't believe how good this sounds already.
Stop talking and listen to it.
What the fuck, dude? That's amazing.
You fully saved it.
Woah, that was really loud. Sorry.
Rather than just another big chorus.
I think it works better if it's all stripped back at the end, there.
[Ada] For sure.
Also, how come my vocals don't suck anymore?
Well, that was pretty hard.
So I had to like,
I don't know, I just made it work.
You sure did.
So were you like, a big deal?
I’d stalk you but I don’t have a phone.
I don't know, Ada.
Did you do tours?
Yeah.
Here or overseas?
Both.
Did you have fans?
Oh, my God. You fucking did.
Ada, it's not as glamorous as you think.
It's a lot of time spent in dingy hotels.
The back seat of vans.
You're away from everything at home.
You miss out on a lot.
That's what I'm counting on.
Just seems like such a crazy coincidence, you know
having you and all this next door to me.
Came here expecting to be wanking my way out of hangovers,
but it's like I finally get the chance to make something special.
Who says it’s special?
Me.
And what's so special about this?
Better music than this has never seen the light of day.
And shitter music does every day, I give myself every chance.
That's because you don't know what you're doing.
A 20-year-old that thinks they're a genius isn't as unique as you think, Ada.
Let's get back to work.
[punk music plays]
[thunder cracks]
Ugh, that's chat!
Noice.
‘A 20-year-old that thinks they’re a genius isn’t as unique as you think?’
Well, neither is a washed up musician telling you something you already know.
Yeah, I should’ve said that.
Oh, hey. It's me.
Josh.
You know the thing about music is?
You're a bit shit.
[spits into sink]
It’s me, Josh. Hey girl? How ya goin?
How ya goin?
I’m like, the strong silent type.
Look so cool in my flanno.
You’re sounding a bit flat there, Ada.
This one is a, G major neutral zero.
What does that even fucking mean, cunt?
[pop music plays]
[music swells]
[thunder rumbles]
- [groovy music plays] - [Josh laughs]
I don’t get it, Josh!
So, y-e-s spells...?
Yes.
So what does e-y-e-s spell?
E-yes?
I don't get what's so funny.
Okay, okay.
So, y-e-s spells...?
Yes.
And e-y-e-s spells?
E-y-e-s...
E-yes!
[laughter]
It spells ‘eyes’.
Oh, you got me.
So, I'm going back to New Zealand.
Oh, yeah. What for?
Like... to live there.
I just got the travel exemption approved. I can do quarantine at the farm.
It's pretty nice.
Wow. That's massive news.
Just being here for the fires
and then COVID.
I'm just pretty over it.
It's like, 11 years since I've been back.
How good.
A bit of a surprise, but that's awesome.
And speaking of surprises...
I'm going to have a baby.
I'm preggers.
Congratulations, Lauren.
Yeah. Sorry.
Of course.
Congratulations.
Thank you.
I always wanted to be a mum.
So, is it?
Not 100% certain, but...
Sorry, I didn't... I didn't expect this.
It's what happens when you cum in someone, Josh.
Sorry.
I didn't mean to spook you.
I actually wasn't even going to tell you.
It’s something that I want to do on my own.
On your own?
On my own.
I don't know what I'm supposed to do, Lauren.
I don't have any money.
But I could try to.
Josh, I’ve obviously considered it
and I want it this way.
I mean, I obviously haven't considered it.
But if you wanted, I could...
Could what?
I don't want a boyfriend
or a booty call or whatever you're supposed to be.
I want to be a mum.
Do you want a cuppa?
Yeah.
Nah, I'm good. Thank you.
Fucking idiot.
[Ada] Sorry, can I hear it back again?
[groan]
You can stop it now.
Is this song dumb?
It's just like, what the fuck am I talking about, you know?
I don't know, Ada.
It just fucking seems superficial, dude.
‘Look at me, I got dumped!’
It's just like, immature.
It is.
Lol. Fair.
I just want it to be more genuine or something.
What I was singing about wasn't romantic. It was embarrassing.
So what do you want to do?
Oh, I wonder if it's pointless? If it's shallow?
What if singing about how shit I feel isn't gonna fix anything.
Ada, we're pretty far into this
and I can't change the problems that you're worried about.
I just want it to be as good as it can be, Josh.
Yeah. And I've already spent more time on this than I wanted to.
Let's come back to this one.
We also need to redo your guitar and vocals in the second track anyway.
We have to redo it. Why?
Well, it turns out your guitar was out of tune the whole time.
So then you sung to that.
So now your vocals are out too.
Bullshit.
Sure is.
I’ll go set up the mics, if you wanna grab your guitar?
I can’t.
What do you mean?
I fucked it.
You fucked it.
There's a hole in it.
You fucked a hole in it.
Fuck, man. I broke it.
Now there’s a big hole in the back of it.
I’d ask what happened, Ada but I bet you probably don't remember.
Are you looking for an excuse to fuck this up?
No.
Are you sure?
I've known a few pissheads before, Ada and they're pretty consistent.
It's my dad's guitar, Josh.
He's had it since he was my age and now I’ve busted it.
I'm a lot more upset about this than you are. Trust me.
Do you want to go punch some darts?
Yes, please.
[wind rustles through the trees]
[Ada] Was it scary?
[Josh] It's a bushfire.
Go on? Details, dude.
I don't know, it's big and loud.
Gets pretty hot.
Vivid imagery there, Josh. You write the lyrics in your band?
Everyone who had to evacuate, right?
The tourists went to the beach and the locals hung back.
Just in case.
In case what?
In case the fire hit.
That's dumb.
What is?
Well, it’s a fucking bushfire?
What can you do against that?
Well, when a fire’s that close, all the embers start raining down.
And if it wasn't for Karen hosing down the big pine next door,
none of this block would be here.
I wouldn't call it dumb.
What happened when it reached the town?
When it got here, the firies did too.
Those legends held it back until the southerly came.
What's that?
The direction of the wind.
Just before noon, the southerly came in.
Stopped the fire in its tracks.
How lucky.
Wouldn’t call it luck.
That same wind pushed the fire into the towns up north.
They were devastated.
And then the pan-fucking-demic.
Testing times.
Was the booze a recent thing?
Nah, been boozing since I was a kid.
A kid?
Yeah.
Mum's a drunk, so it wasn't hard.
Ever tried to stop?
Not really.
Why not?
I know getting drunk is bad, but...
being alone is way more fun
and being social’s way fucking easier.
Being drunk’s the only time I feel normal.
Why would I stop that?
How about breaking your dad's guitar?
Why don't you take a break for a little bit until we finish the music?
Sorry, I don't wanna make it a big deal.
It's not.
Just take a break and I'll fix the guitar.
Are you bribing me?
I think so.
You'd actually fix the guitar?
Yeah.
So, what do you reckon?
Yeah, whatever.
Is that a yes?
Sure.
I haven't shaken hands in a while...
Now you got the rona, dude.
Thanks, Josh.
Don't thank me.
I won't have to deal with you being hung over anymore.
[Ada] Just a little bit more bass.
[metronome clicking]
Little more.
A little bit more.
Fucking perfect.
[music plays]
[Josh] I thought lockdown would've helped with the tunes.
[Josh] The sheer amount of free time.
[Ada] Well first lockdown was kind of productive,
but the second one was an absolute fizzer.
It's not very motivating when every day is the exact same.
Actually, I did hook up with my best mate at the start of lockdown.
But then she shagged my other best mate.
So fuck me, right?
Wah-wah.
Well, that's a bummer.
Yeah. Pretty lame.
At least it gave me something to write about, but.
Can I take over? You're too slow.
Sure.
[metronome plays]
Have you fed the turtles?
Yes, Josh. I’ve fed the turtles.
Go back to sleep.
Fucking turtles...
[sighs]
[radio news report] Melbourne is heading back into lockdown.
[radio news report] The number of hospitalised patients in Victoria
is nearing record highs,
and 5 million people will be returning
to stage three restrictions...
- Morning! - Oh!
Hahaha!
You have a decent sleep?
I woke up around noon, so I'm running a bit behind.
Oh, also!
These are the tracks?
Yep.
So what are we doing this arvo?
I've actually made plans.
Plans? What plans?
I'm meeting up with a friend.
You don't have any friends.
Is this like, a friends with benefits sort of thing?
No, Ada.
Cool. So I can come then?
Dude, I’d love a night off.
You're not going to bomb it like last time, are ya?
I wouldn’t say I bombed it.
I won’t.
I'm actually a bit of a sick cunt, bro.
Alright.
But you promise you're not going to be a pest?
Pinky swear.
And I'll stamp it.
Well, I've got a couple more hours here if you want to meet at five,
Sounds good.
[local man] Sure, it's all downhill that way love!
[local man sighs]
But he’s going...
Took your time.
Sorry, I had to clean my fanny.
Just kidding.
I had to do something.
[car engine struggles]
I thought I was gross!
Why do you have a bike in here?
Might need it.
You’re in a car.
[car engine struggles]
I thought you fixed ya car?
Still fixing it.
Sounds pretty shit, bro.
[engine starts]
[Josh] Dude, put your seatbelt on.
Oh, I nearly forgot!
What's that?
It's a classic. Trust.
[The Entertainer plays]
[Josh groans]
Bro, this is the fucking tune.
What are you talking about?
People still burn CDs?
Yeah, it’s easy as.
All you need is an external disk drive
and then you just take the files off YouTube,
but because the volume of every file’s different,
you just have to readjust it and then re-export it.
Dude! Put your seatbelt on.
Sorry.
Oh my God.
What? What is it?
Someone has a secret!
Put it down.
[silly noises]
Put it down!
Oh my God. Okay. I'll stop.
It's chill.
[Ada bursts into laughter]
I will turn this car around!
Oh my God, chill.
[rock music plays]
[indistinct chatter]
This is fancy, isn't it?
You're not going to check in?
No phone, doofus.
Hey, baby!
There he is.
[awkward noises]
Give us a cuddle ya big throbber!
And who’s this lovely lady, Josh?
[Josh] Sorry, Pete. This is Ada.
- [Pete] Lovely to meet you, Ada - [Ada] Oh, you too babe.
Alright! I'll get us a table
and you lazy motherfuckers get us some drinks.
Easy. I'll grab us a round.
[Pete] How you doing, bro?
Hey. How you doing?
[bartender] Oh, g’day. Sorry, just table service only at the moment.
Yeah, totally.
Just want to sneak a little cheeky shot.
[bartender] Yeah, love. And I don't want to get a $10,000 fine
because some blow-in wants to fuck about with the COVID rules.
[waitress speaks indistinct Spanish]
[bartender] Table service only, love.
Got it.
[waitress] Hola, chicos. Have you done the check-in?
[Pete] Yeah. All sorted.
Great. So what would we like today?
Maybe just a beer, thanks.
I was thinking maybe a bottle, mate?
I’m in the mood for a few, I think.
Sure.
A bottle of the savvy b please, love.
Great. And yourself?
Not sure.
[indistinct whispering]
I thought you went drinking?
I think I can handle a small one.
Thanks, dad.
I’ll just get a pot of gold.
We don’t do pots.
Oh, sorry. I just got in from Melbourne,
so I'm still trying to figure out the beers up here.
Melbourne?
I'll just get a Coke, then.
[waitress] Thank you.
[waitress mutters in Spanish]
[Josh] Anyway!
You were talking about your dad's place?
Yeah. All the paperwork’s sorted.
Builders are ready to go, but nothing can go ahead and until this plague’s over.
What are we talking about?
My dad’s farm.
The fires?
The house is still standing, but the farm’s pretty fucked otherwise.
That sucks, dude.
[Pete] Anyway, I just want this COVID thing to fuck off
so we can get back to normal.
You know...
Blowing Coke up his cute little arsehole...
[Ada cackles]
Stop it!
[laughing]
Thanks.
Gracias.
Shots?
Of course we're having shots, mate.
I haven't been in a fucking pub for a year
and I'm taking AAs as well.
[punk music plays]
Let's do it, baby.
Let's do it, baby!
Guess the pub was a bad idea.
Cheers, mate.
[Josh] It was...
the bar I was working at!
[Pete] Mate, it was a fucking gig!
[Pete] Anyway, so what’s happened...
[Pete] Didn’t really pay attention to my surroundings.
Roll back into a big gap where one of the big speakers was meant to be.
[Josh] Yeah, and I saw it happening
all from the corner of the bar.
[Pete] Next minute, I'm waking up.
I've got this bloke’s T-shirt around my head.
Got blood spitting out of my ears.
[Josh] And then when the paramedics showed up, everything went quiet in the room,
[Josh] And then they said,
‘Pete, do you suffer from any allergies or anything like that?’
[Pete] And I said, ‘Nah, I just suffer from being a motherfucking gangster.
[laughter]
[rock music plays]
[burps]
Hurry up, bro.
[Pete] Alright! All done.
Where's my fucking chair, mate?
[Josh] Calm down, mate. She’s right here.
[Josh] Where's your mask?
[Pete] Ah, fuck off.
[Pete] You know I hate them.
[Pete] Don't piss on the toilet seat.
[Josh burps]
What happened to your electric chair?
[Pete] Ah, mate. They stopped making parts for the old girl.
[Pete] They gotta get a new one shipped in from America.
Who the fuck knows when that’ll be.
Oh, that's a bummer.
[Pete] Life’s stupid and hard, mate.
[Pete] You gotta get used to it.
Oh, the devil's dandruff.
I didn't realise it was a special occasion.
[Pete] Of course it is!
You’re the only cunt I know that hasn’t got three kids
or a good behaviour bond.
I’m flattered, Pete.
[snorts]
[coughing]
How about some booger sugar?
I don't know about that, bro.
Come on you skirt.
Don’t act like you’ve got anything to do tomorrow,
[Pete] Come on...
Meow.
Okay. Fuck it.
There he is. There he is. There he is!
[snorts]
[Pete] Careful, mate.
Good lad.
Fuck. It's been a while since I got on the nose beers, mate.
[Pete] What?
What do you mean, ‘what’?
Bro...
This is Kellogg’s.
It’s Special K, bro.
Pete, what are you talking about?
This is not coke.
This is ketamine.
[groans]
[Pete] Uh, oh. I was probably meant to tell you!
Naughty!
Pete, you don't have to have a long neck to be a goose.
Do ya mate?
Oh...
Nah.
[car approaches]
Oh...
[sighs]
[spitting]
Sweet. Now I'm just pissed again.
[Pete] So we’re calling it, ‘The Golfin Dophin’.
And what? It's a golf course?
Nah. More like mini golf.
For now.
Why not ‘The Pigeon Putt’ or...
[Pete] No!
The Golfin Dolphin.
[gagging]
[Pete] Oh, here he is.
[Josh groans]
Pete. I'm pretty pissed, mate.
[Pete] So, how do you guys know each other?
We met online.
Stop it.
Stop it!
No, you stop it.
She's staying next door.
And Josh is helping ‘she’ to make some music.
Josh is back on the tools?
How’d ya swing that one?
- All my JobSeeker payments. - [Pete laughs]
Crazy, right? Musicians have money now.
Pete was actually a DJ too.
Really?
I was a pretty big deal back in the day.
He even opened for Avicii.
And now he's dead.
[scoffing]
No good.
Pretty good for your old resume!
Yeah, yeah. You’re heaps old.
[Ada] I can’t drink, but
[Ada] I'm going to liqour you up so I can get the Josh goss.
[Pete] Fill me up, baby.
Tell me everything.
You know, I was a bit of a Casanova back in the day.
[Pete] Even had a bit of a reputation for himself.
[Ada] Oh. Do tell...
[Pete] Look at him! He’s a certified hot boy.
[Pete] Successful muso that looks like him in a beachtown...
[Australian folk song plays]
[conversation fades]
[indistinct chatter]
[Ada] Come on. How much is this cunt worth?
[Pete] You’d have to ask him that, mate.
[Pete] I have no fucking idea.
[Ada] Any muso, how much are they worth?
[Ada] It’s definitely not as much as you’re thinking,
But if you’re breaking even, you’re doing pretty well.
What about successful musicians?
Give it a break, Ada!
Who cares about what someone earns?
I think transparency around earnings is actually really positive.
Or are you just being a pest?
What's his fucking problem?
Which one?
Seriously dude.
You’re his mate. Why is he so fucking difficult?
Funny. I'm the difficult one.
Yes, Josh. I literally pay you to be nice to me
and you still treat me like shit.
Maybe you do need a drink.
And maybe you can go back to perving
that lady across the bar and we'll keep having a conversation.
You washed-up dickhead.
[scoffs]
Well, that escalated quickly.
[indistinct voices]
[indistinct chatter]
Dude, I need a fucking shot.
[bartender] Fair enough.
[bartender] Cheers.
[spits]
[Pete groans]
[Pete] Bruz, I'm fucked.
How are you going home?
I’ll just roll, mate. Be trouble with the old lady, though.
[indistinct shouting from car]
Sorry. Was doing a shit.
[Pete laughs]
You right to get home?
Yeah, just gonna roll.
Not my first rodeo, baby.
All right. Come here ya big throbber.
[Pete] Good to see ya.
[Josh] Good to see you, too.
Alright, love ya’s.
[Josh] Love you.
See ya.
Fuck. Some takeaways too. You’re really rubbing it in, aye?
How are we getting home?
Yeah, no. I don't have my licence, dude.
You gotta be fucking kidding me.
[Josh] Plan B it is.
[Ada] This is dumb.
You wanna take it in turns or something?
No. I need to sober up.
I think you need a break, dude.
[Josh gags]
Oh my God!
Josh, sit down!
Oh my God, cunt.
[Ada laughs]
[distant thunder rumbles]
[Ada] Do you know what this is?
[Josh] A heart?
Why would a love heart be upside down?
Is it an upside-down love heart?
No.
I give up.
Well, I'm not going to explain it to you.
Yes, you are.
Anyway! This symbol popped up in the Indus Valley.
One of the oldest civilizations.
No one really knows what it means,
but it's probably something to do with love.
Or like, connected to making babies or something.
Meaning?
What?
That, my friend, is a pair of balls.
No way.
Yes, way.
Or it could also be boobs or a bum
but I like balls.
Ada likes balls.
Josh loves balls.
So why did you get into music?
Because it sounds good.
Seriously, Josh,
It's a serious answer.
Well, why do you do it?
Ada, most people don't care about why they do something.
They just do it.
Honestly, most people don't think about themselves
as much as you do.
[burps]
Sorry. I mean that in a good way, Ada.
You question yourself.
You worry about who you are.
Well...
Thought I was a pest?
And me a washed-up loser, right?
Music was fun!
And I loved playing.
And in bands, there’s this collaborative energy that’s
that’s hard to replicate.
But, when it's clicking...
It's magic.
So why'd you stop?
It got to the point where
it was pretty demanding.
It was taking up a lot of my time
and I missed out on a lot.
[Ada] Off touring the world.
What could you possibly miss out on?
My little brother.
Oscar.
I was off touring
when I could have been here.
And I wasn't.
And now he's gone.
Have you heard of cognitive bias?
No.
80% of people think they're above average.
That's funny.
The funniest part,
is that the worse you are at something, as well,
you’re more likely to think you're the best at it.
Even musicians.
Fucking oath. I'm 50% sure I'm an idiot.
I mean, you don't even like my songs.
I don't ‘not like’ them.
I just really don't care.
Cheers, bro.
How do your songs change
anything about who you are?
Is it the stage?
Or the fans?
Without it,
what are ya?
[Ada] What are you doing?
[grunting]
You’re not serious, are you?
[Josh] Okay!
Josh?
[Josh] Here we go!
Oh my God!
What are you doing?
[Josh] Get in the water!
No. You're fucking cooked, bro.
Come on ya sook.
How cold is it?
It's not that bad.
Fuck it.
Whooh!
[Ada] Shit! Fuck.
[Ada] Fuck. Where are you?
[rain pours as a storm passes over]
[phone vibrates]
[vibrating stops]
[washing dishes]
[phone vibrates]
Hey Jess. What's up?
[Jess] Oh, there he is.
Yeah, I just got home.
What’s going on?
[Jess] Are you free for a chat?
[Jess] I’ve got a bit of news.
I'm listening.
[Jess] Well...
[Jess] So...
[Jess] Tom and I are having a baby.
A baby.
[Jess] I’m gonna be a mum.
That’s great news.
[Jess] Thank you. It’s all pretty exciting and crazy.
How far along?
[Jess] Um... A few months?
[Jess] Maybe 18 weeks?
18 weeks?
Why didn't you tell me when you were here?
[Jess] I could have.
[Jess] Nearly did. But you’re not meant to tell people and
[Jess] I was just making sure he was all healthy.
He?
[Jess] Yeah.
[Jess] Little Oscar.
[Jess] Tom actually got bullied by a kid called Oscar so I had to convince him...
[sobbing]
[Jess] Hello? Josh?
[Jess] Are you there?
No. I'm here.
Sorry, the reception's awful here.
[Jess laughs]
[Jess] Pretty good news, hey?
That's great news.
No, I'm really happy for you.
[Tom] Honey, I’m home!
[Jess] Hey, Tom!
[sobbing]
[Tom] Congratulations, Uncle Josh.
[Jess] That’s right, Uncle Josh.
Tell me everything.
Well, we’ve told Tom’s family and now everyone’s coming tomorrow...
Got it.
[Josh] One more, I reckon.
Could be a bit tidier in the middle.
I’ve done it 10 times.
Can’t you just put the good parts together like you did with the vocals?
I don't want to tidy up a sloppy part if you can just do it better.
[guitar plays]
[chords play out of tune]
Alright. Let's take a break.
How's your arm?
It's nothing. It just gets cramps.
No, not your hand.
How’s your arm?
What about it?
Well, a hand with your calluses shouldn't be cramping up
holding down a chord.
Can I take a look?
Sure.
Ugh...
You could’ve washed it, mate.
Jesus Christ.
Ew.
Is it alright if I change the bandage?
Yeah, sure.
[Josh] It’s a pretty serious cut.
The stitching is all good.
[Josh] Cool. Give me a sec.
[light ringing rises in the silent space]
[footsteps approach]
Does it still hurt?
Not really.
It just jars up if I play for too long.
Damage to the flexor muscle will mess with that a bit.
[Josh] Cool.
Can you open and close your hand?
Sweet. It looks good.
Do you wanna have a break? Go for a quick walk?
Kind of wanted to have a chat?
Yeah, sure.
[waves crash as the surf swells]
You’re making me nervous.
What did you wanna talk about?
Looks like I'm heading back to Sydney.
Really?
Obviously pretty overdue, but...
Yeah, I'm heading back.
Awesome.
When?
Well, yeah. I guess that's what I wanted to talk to you about.
I finished up with the van, so I'm ready to cruise off ASAP.
You were fixing it, so you could leave?
Anyway. I just wanted to make sure we were on the same page with the music.
Obviously I won't have time to finish the mix before I go, so...
We'll have to finish it by correspondence or something?
Yeah.
Whatever works.
And today I thought we’d just go through it all
and try to figure out a plan going forward.
Fuck. I mean, good for you
but that kind of sucks.
[wind rises]
It's funny.
I always thought I'd end up being some big star.
I thought doing this with you would help.
Well if you shoot an arrow and it goes real high, good for you.
But it's about trying your best. Really trying.
I'm sick of trying.
Well, what options you got?
Maybe I don't.
That's not fair.
I tell you the best news I've had in a long time
and you dump this shit on me.
This isn't about you.
It's not all about you either, mate.
[waves crash as the wind rages]
[wind rages]
[thunder breaks as the sea rumbles]
Ada.
Ada, it's Josh.
Ada!
Shit.
[banging]
Ada, I am inside your home.
Hello?
Ada?
- [porn plays loudly from the headphones] - Jesus.
Oh my God. Oh, I'm so sorry.
Get out!
[Josh] Fuck. Sorry, sorry, sorry.
Ugh...
[Josh] Sorry!
Gross.
[Ada] Go outside.
I'll be outside.
[Ada] Ugh!
[Ada] Well, this is awkward.
I'm so sorry, Ada.
I shouldn't have gone into your house.
You're a bit of a bit of a sicko. But that's all right.
Pretty funny, though.
I don't think anyone’s seen me pissing and masturbating before.
Sorry, I shouldn't have stormed off at the beach.
I was just scared that...
After Oscar died and I came here.
Things were bad.
I used to swim out as far as I could
and try to think of a reason to swim back.
It gets easier.
It never gets easy, but it gets easier.
I don’t want you to stop trying, Ada.
Thanks, Josh.
I think I just needed to have a wank!
I'll be right, though.
Gonna stick it out for a little while yet.
[Josh] You’re the worst.
- [waves roll in gently]
- [seagulls flyby screeching]
[van approaches]
Van sounds a lot better.
Yeah, I'm pretty happy with it.
Get over yourself.
What are you up to?
Just trying to make friends with a Rosella.
Fair enough.
Actually, before I forget.
Here it is.
Oh, sick. Go on!
How good a catch are ya?
How good a throw are ya?
Ah! Where did that go!?
Yew!
Ha ha ha ha ha!
So that's everything?
[Josh] Yep. That's everything.
[Josh] That's all the recordings, all the stems.
You sure you're okay to finish it on your own?
Yeah, figure I should get my hands dirty.
Speaking of dirty, you probably should have cleaned up that USB first.
That's a lot of porn on there, Ada.
Yeah, I know.
So what are your plans once it's finished?
I don't know.
Now that it’s done, I kind of wanna write something else.
That's usually how it goes.
How long are you planning to stick around for?
No idea.
You're going to be all right, Josh.
I hope so.
You'll be sweet.
Well, if I don’t see you before you go.
Take care.
You too.
You're definitely one of a kind, Ada.
Yeah, I know.
See ya.
See ya!
Stop saying ‘see ya’.
See ya!
[van starts and drives away]
[The Entertainer plays]
[music fades]
[thunder and rain]
[it rains down heavily on the roof]
[guitar plays]