(light jazz music)
(door hissing)
(family shouting)
(chickens clucking)
(sheep baaing)
- Hello Nigel.
Oh lovely catch.
That's a beauty.
- Oh, don't crowd him, don't crowd him.
Oh, well done son, oh!
- [Nigel] I got it, I got it.
- Atoms, atoms, fourteen
Ow! Watch it.
- [Father] Watch it, Gramps.
(father groaning)
(water splashing)
(machine whirring)
- [Father] Food should only be a minute.
- Oh, it had bloody better be.
- Give it a rest dad.
- Don't you start.
Both of you put a sock in it.
- That's what I'm saying, I'm on your side.
- Put a sock in it, put a sock in it.
- Oh for once can't we just have a bit of peace and quiet?
If it wasn't for me, the whole place will sink.
Goodness, can we just have a bit of peace and quiet?
For once please.
I'm so tired of your madness.
(light music)
Helmet off when you're in the house.
(chicken clucking)
What's up with you?
- What?
- You've got a look about you.
- What look?
- That look.
- It's that smitten with a girl look.
(Grandpa laughing)
The boy's a romantic just like his grandpa.
It takes one to know one.
- That girl.
Nigel we've been through this.
- Is she fit?
- She's spinning around the earth the wrong way.
Tell him!
- What your mother means is,
there's no point in wanting something you can't have.
It will only get you hurt.
- No, I appreciate that, just I want more.
- Well, eat what you got first
and then feed sheep yeah?
- Yeah, that's what I mean.
- More of what love?
There's plenty of geosynchronous girls around.
The Robertson daughter, three pods down.
- She's half my age.
- So wait til she isn't.
Be patient.
Be safe, like us.
- I don't wanna be-
(chair scraping)
Like you.
I'm sorry.
I just, I want more than just safety.
I've spent my whole life in here
just going round and round
and nothing ever happens.
Nothing ever changes and nobody seems to mind.
I would give a whole lifetime of safety
for just 10 seconds with her.
Just 10 seconds of actually feeling alive.
- She must have amazing pots.
(Grandpa laughs)
(machine exploding)
(light waltz music)
- Bloody gravity.
(chicken clucking)
Always on the bloody blink.
(father grunting)
Bastard piece of rubbish.
(light waltz music)
(Grandpa laughing)
(machine whirring)
(machine whistles)
(tools banging)
(light music)
(ominous music)
(rope hissing)
(Nigel grunting)
(door hissing)
- Son, Nigel!
- No no!
(chicken clucking)
- Don't crowd him
- Here, help me get it.
- I got it.
- [Mother] Take that off.
- Nigel, Nigel. - Son.
- [Grandpa] Hang on.
- Oh, thank God.
- [Father] Oh, you're all right, you're all right.
(Nigel gasping)
- Hello son.
- Welcome back.
- [Father] Alright just relax.
Everything is fine, you're safe.
(water spewing)
- She threw it and I almost caught it.
I think the sun was like in my eye or something,
I don't know, but I was so close.
Although that doesn't matter, it doesn't matter.
What's important is that she was trying
to get in touch with me.
She wants to communicate with me
and I missed it.
And now it's lost.
(melancholy music)
(water boiling)
- Girls are
terrible throwers.
- They're one of life's great enigmas.
Like, what are my nipples for?
Is there life on earth?
- There you go love.
- Lovely.
- Some for you son.
- What's up with you?
- What? Nothing.
- You got that look about you.
- What look?
- That look.
- Is that hiding something from your son look.
My old misses was a bit conniving
in her day a right trickster.
- Hiding what?
- What, you're gonna start listening to him all of a sudden?
Don't be daft.
What?
So I found the thing that the girl threw
and I didn't tell you about it
because I knew you'd just get upset.
- Upset? That's great.
Where is it?
Mom, where is it?
(food plopping)
It's in the soup?
(plates rattling)
(Grandpa laughing)
It's a message.
Look, it's a message for me.
She wants me to jump.
- That's madness, tell him!
- We almost lost you today son, best be safe.
- I told you I don't care about safety.
She's gonna catch me on the next path.
I'm gonna miss her.
- No, no son, no.
(cups rattling)
You're throwing your life away.
- [Nigel] I can make it, she'll catch me.
(Grandpa laughing)
(machine whirring)
(machine bangs)
(soft piano music)
- [Mother] Stop him.
(soft piano music)
- [Grandpa] Go on.
- It's not worth it son.
- How would you know?
(hopeful music)
(machine whirring)
- Nigel, Nigel!
Nigel turn around!
- Nigel! - Nigel!
- It's your fault.
You're useless, you let him go.
You could have grabbed him and you let him go.
It's your fault.
- That's enough!
You shouldn't have destroyed his note.
That wasn't fair.
(Grandpa choking)
- Tell you what my dear this isn't one of your best.
- A piece of the message.
You-
The girl is meant to jump.
(ominous music)
- [Mother] Nigel, Nigel!
- [Father] Nigel!
(family shouting)
(girl gasping)
(hopeful music)
(triumphant music)
♪ The girl behind the glass didn't know ♪
♪ I couldn't see her ♪
♪ Looking where she was ♪
♪ but right through her not between her ♪
♪ You came when you shouldn't ♪
♪ You told me the news ♪
♪ It put me on the bus back home ♪
♪ All was seen was my shoes ♪
♪ You shouldn't have come then ♪
♪ I hated to know ♪
♪ That I seen the magpies again ♪
♪ Twelve purple ball keys ♪
♪ All in the row ♪
♪ Lying in your bath floor waiting to go ♪
♪ All your friends were there ♪
♪ but none of them seemed happy ♪
♪ That's the way it goes ♪
♪ You win some, you lose ♪
♪ You shouldn't have gone there ♪
♪ I hated to know ♪
♪ That I see the magpies again ♪