Muriel's Wedding Page #4

I don't care.

Nice flat. Very spacious.

- Cup of tea?

- Sure.

Come here. Come here. Here.

Right there. Right there.

You've been a bad boy! Yes!

What a guy!

- Bikkies?

- What? Sure.

- Jump over the bed! Jump over it!

- Wait. Where is the bed?

You get up here.

Hang on. Hang on. Hang on.

- Oh, yes, sir.

- Oh, that's rude!

- Ta.

- Oh, you wanna go faster.

- Yeah, baby.

- Oh, push!

Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.

Oh, push.

That's right. Faster.

In tonight's news, holiday makers

and staff airlifted to safety...

as Cyclone Terry devastates

the Hibiscus Island resort.

Buildings and vegetation

were flattened in minutes...

by winds of more than

160 kilometres per hour.

- Rhonda and I went to that island.

- And the government inquiry...

- Looks like fun.

- into corruption continued today...

with president of the Porpoise Spit

council, Bill Heslop...

- admitting that he received

secret payments...

- Tim Tam?

- Maybe after-- Later.

- from a Japanese land developer.

Councillor Heslop said

his judgment had been impaired...

by the shock disappearance

of his daughter.

- He made this emotional plea

outside the inquiry.

- Mariel?

- Muriel?

- Mariel.

- Muriel...

- What?

if you're watching this, we just

want to know you're all right, love.

We don't care about the money.

The money doesn't matter.

We just want to know

you're all right--

I have to tell you something.

I'm a parking inspector.

That's okay.

- What did you do to her?

- Nothing.

- Where do you think you're going?

Come back.

- Ma'am. Hey, lady, are you all right?

- Sh*t.

- On the ground.

- Did he-- What did he do to you?

- I didn't do anything!

- Just shut up!

- What did he do?

- Keep him down there!

- What are you doing?

Are you all right?

Are you all right?

Get the cops.

Call the cops!

- Keep him down!

- I didn't do anything!

Mariel.

I can't move my legs.

...crept back into his kennel

early this morning.

At this stage, no questions are being

asked about his mystery escapade.

Well, just keep an eye on him.

The doctor will see him. Okay?

- Hello?

- It's me. Muriel.

- You're terrible, Muriel.

- Why is Dad on TV?

The inquiry. They're saying

he takes bribes.

- Does he?

- Yeah, but he had to

'cause you stole all our money.

- Was that the telephone ringing?

- Dad's moved out.

He says it's all Mum's fault

'cause she gave you the cheques.

He's living in a hotel.

- Who is it? Is it Dad?

- Muriel.

Muriel. Oh.

Mum wants to talk to you.

Muriel, are you all right?

We didn't know what had happened to you.

We thought you'd become a prostitute

or a drug addict.

I'm in Sydney.

Dad's in Sydney for the inquiry.

He'd love to see you.

Where are you staying?

He just wants to know

you're all right.

- Joan said he's moved out.

- No.

Well, w-well, yes,

but only for his health.

Dr Farrell says

he needs a holiday from us.

I know he blames me

for you taking the money...

but I never thought

you'd do a thing like that.

Maybe it was a mistake

at the bank...

or I wrote the wrong figure

on the cheque.

No, I took it.

Yes, maybe you did.

Mum, the federal police are here.

Oh, I have to go.

We're being raided again.

- What's your phone number?

- Uh, I don't have a phone.

- Well, what's your address?

- Look, I'll call you later.

- Well, ring Dad. He's at the Hilton.

- Mrs Heslop, we wanna ask you

some questions about Bill.

And don't lie to us.

We know everything.

This tumour is pressing

on the spinal cord...

interrupting the flow

of electricity to your legs.

The operation will remove

that pressure.

I'd, uh, like to do it soon,

in the next 24 hours.

How did I get it?

I mean, it's nothing to do

with too much sex, is it?

No, no. Nothing like that.

- We don't know what causes cancer.

- Cancer?

- Cancer?

You never said anything about cancer.

-That's what the tumour is. It's a can--

-I've got cancer!

Oh, God! I'm gonna go bald

and have to eat macrobiotic food!

We're not talking about radiotherapy.

This is a discreet tumour.

Alone. Isolated. The operation's

all we need for the moment.

- For the moment?

- There's a minor risk of damage

to the spinal cord.

- What does that mean?

- It means I'm up sh*t creek,

that's what it means.

Silk chantel.

Imported.

When's your big day?

Your wedding day?

- September.

- Spring. lvory.

- What's your fiance's name?

- Bill.

Well, Bill's

in for a big surprise.

- Will your mother be coming

to see the dress?

- No.

No, she can't.

She's in hospital.

She's got a tumour in her spine.

She has to have an operation.

We don't usually do this.

But your mother has to see

how beautiful you look in that dress.

Doing well.

Isn't she doing well, Mariel?

- You're doing really well.

- Now this foot forward.

You can do it. Good.

Now the other one.

Good. That's good.

And--

- I have to sit down.

- Come on.

- I have to sit down!

- All right. I've got you.

Don't panic. Swing around.

That's it. Hand back.

Take a break, honey.

You're doing really well.

How can you stand this?

You push me around in this chair.

You cook for me.

You even help me dress.

I hate it!

When I lived in Porpoise Spit,

I'd just stay in my room for hours...

and listen to ABBA songs.

Sometimes I'd stay in there

all day.

But since I've met you

and moved to Sydney...

I haven't listened

to one ABBA song.

It's because now my life's

as good as an ABBA song.

It's as good as "Dancing Queen."

Come off it.

Promise me something.

- We never go back there.

- What do you mean?

I mean, I can't go back

and live in Porpoise Spit with Mum.

- Not in a wheelchair, not with her.

- You're gonna walk.

Promise we never go back.

I promise.

But you're gonna walk.

I believe

there's something out there.

- Yeah. I'm-I'm not a sceptic about it.

- I've been cheated by you

- Since I don't know when

- Too many people have seen it.

There's been too much documentation.

So I made up my mind

- It must come to an end

- Taxi for the rehabilitation centre?

- Hang on. I have to get my smokes.

- Look at me now

- Okay.

Will I ever learn

I don't know how

But I suddenly lose control

There's a fire within my soul

Just one look

and I can hear a bell ring

One more look

and I forget everything

Oh-oh-oh, Mamma mia

Here I go again

My, my, how can I resist you

Mamma mia, does it show again

My, my, just how much

I've missed you

Yes, I've been broken-hearted

Blue since the day we parted

Why, why did I ever let you go

Mamma Mia, now I really know

My, my, I could never let you go

I've been angry and sad

about things that you do

I can't count all the times

that I've told you we're through

- And when you go

When you slam the door

- Keep going.

I think you know

that you won't be away too long

You know that I'm not that strong

- Just one look and I can hear--

- Stop the car!

Beautiful.

I hope the photos help your sister

out of that coma.

- Mariel! What are you doing?

- No-Nothing.

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