Housebound

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- Take your time, Justin.

- I'm f***ing trying.

F***!

If it pleases Your Honor,

as Miss Bucknell's crime

has been fueled by ongoing

methamphetamine and alcohol abuse,

the report does recommend

ongoing treatment at Tiaki Wairua.

This... It's a new facility. It offers

courses in anger management,

substance abuse, social disorders.

They also teach basic job skills and

life skills like cooking, cleaning,

- budgeting.

- With respect, Mr. Hollis,

your client has been through a number

of these treatment programs in the past,

and as the events of the last

week probably would testify,

the results have been

less than spectacular.

Now, I agree with you that Miss

Bucknell is in need of rehabilitation,

but she is also in need of stability.

I therefore ordering an urgent report into

the suitability of her mother's house

at 57 Lynfield Road for a sentence

of eight months home detention.

Thank you. Stand down.

Do you want a few minutes

before we come in?

God. I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry.

I didn't even see you there.

I think that there's more damage to mine,

though, than there is to yours.

Oh, yes, that just clips

on like that, does it?

Yep. That's all good to go.

Now, in the event that there's

an unauthorized absence,

you'll get a call to the modem.

If you don't respond, an officer

will be dispatched straightaway.

The bracelet has a fiber

optic cable inside it.

So if you try to break

it or if you damage it,

a tamper signal will be

sent out immediately.

Gosh, that's high-tech, isn't it?

Aren't you lucky, Kylie?

Having all that fancy technology

on your foot. Quite spoilt.

Keep coming.

Keep coming.

Keep coming.

Breach.

That's a flash phone, Kylie.

Is that one of those iPhones?

- No.

- Flash, isn't it?

- Not really.

- See that, Graeme?

- Kylie's got one of those iPhones.

- It's not an iPhone.

That Leslie's a lovely

wee girl, isn't she?

I was just saying to Kylie, Graeme, the wee

Maori girl who gave Kylie a ride home,

she's very nice. Very well-spoken.

She was very well-spoken,

wasn't she, Kylie?

- She's a probation officer.

- Oh.

Still, it's nice to

meet an educated one.

God, you should see some

of the ones outside the TAB.

10:
00 in the morning, they're lining up

to play the pokies, o shoes on their feet.

Half of them have got kids with them.

No shoes on their feet either.

Welcome to the prepaid

top-up menu. To...

Yes.

Well, no. Look,

'cause she just wouldn't.

No, you wouldn't read about it.

I need to use the phone.

Hang on a second, Jocelyn.

In a minute, Kylie. I'm on the phone.

That's what I'm saying.

I need to use it.

Well, it'll have to wait.

This is a very important call.

Sorry, Jocelyn. What were you saying?

Well, I don't know. I think

it's been going on for years.

Because I ran into him at the

Pak'nSave and I said to him

I said, "How's things," and he said,

"Oh, yeah, bit of a domestic."

I know that's what he said.

"Bit of a domestic."

Well, that's what

he's like, isn't it?

Yeah. He is. He's a right hard case.

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Good evening, Miriam. How are ya?

Yes, thanks, Andrew.

I was actually listening before,

and you had a lady talking about

ghosts and supernatural things.

Oh, right. Yes, yes. We weren't

talking about cognitive bias,

which is where the brain deviates

from logical thought into fallacy.

It explains why people allow themselves to

interpret everyday things as paranormal.

I just think she didn't know

what she was talking about,

because I've had things happen to me

like that, and it has got nothing to do

- with a deviation in the brain.

- Okay, what sort of things?

Well, for as long as

I've lived in this house,

we've had all sorts

of stuff going on.

We've heard noises in

the middle of the night.

We've had things moving

about by themselves.

We've had, fluctuations

in the power bills.

Now, I'm not sure that qualifies

as bulletproof evidence.

But, see, I think that's the thing.

I think that's part of it.

And they do that on purpose so that you

don't know if you're imagining it or not.

- Yeah, well.

- Having said all that,

there was one incident in particular that

I know, beyond a shadow of a doubt,

took place in the real world

and not in my imagination.

There was one this night,

and I was in the basement

getting a chicken out of the freezer.

I was just bending over and

getting it out, and all of a sudden,

I got what I can only describe

as an enormous sense of dread.

Like, every hair on my

body was standing upright.

And I turned around, and I saw this

thing disappear back into the darkness.

- God, you must have been petrified.

- Yes. I was out of there like a shot.

It took me two months to work up the

nerve to go back down there again.

So can you describe

what it looked like?

W... It happened very,

very quickly. But,

Oh, gosh, what was it like?

It was sort of like a

white sheet or something,

but it was sort of...

tattered and faded.

But look, I've never seen it since,

and I hope I never do. Touch wood.

But to this day, I don't

know how to explain it.

Yes, well, I'm not sure I do either Miriam,

but thank you so much for your call.

Open line...

Finished with the phone?

Psychic hotline's just opened.

Maybe you wanna give them a call.

White sheet. That's original.

Would you mind putting

that cigarette out, please?

We don't smoke in the house.

You honestly think

this house is haunted?

I don't want to get into

this with you, Kylie.

Obviously, you're just

going to make fun of me.

There's nothing funny about

having a mother with dementia.

You realize they put me on house

arrest to get some stability.

Well, obviously, you've got

a very selective memory.

What's that supposed to mean?

I'm not the only one who thought

there was a ghost in this house, Kylie.

In fact, you used to be so

terrified you couldn't sleep.

Yeah, I also use to think the moon was

made of cheese. It's called childhood.

Kylie.

Kylie, it's half past 11:00.

- Oh, no. I'm gonna be late.

- What for?

Nothing.

Nice being back home?

Least there's plenty of space to

run around. Big place like this.

- How's things with your mum?

- Great.

- She seems like a nice lady.

- She's a f***ing dick.

Well, I think that's a

bit unfair. I mean...

letting you come back home couldn't

have been an easy decision to make.

This isn't my home.

Okay, but considering you're going

to be spending a lot of time together,

don't you think you should

be making more of an effort?

No.

- What's the situation with Graeme?

- He's a cabbage in a polar fleece.

- What's he doing for work?

- I don't f***in' know.

He's around here somewhere.

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