Daisy: That's a local.

We need to stop.

Louis: Daisy, she's holding a turkey.

Man: My wife rushed to get him to the vet, but her car broke down, and Mr.

Gobbles didn't make it.

We should have picked up the turkey.

I'm confident we'll get our line of credit this time.

I want to make sure Oakley's in a sound financial state.

Gus: You're not out, are you?

Gus, I choose to be in the closet.

I'm putting my career first.

If I lose my audience, I lose my life.

Woman: Welcome to Shimmering Lake, Philippe Bidois.

Another winemaker named "Bidois"?

Some of us think this is a strategy.

I'm your cousin.

Philippe: You are...raw.

But with guidance, you could be brilliant.

-Doctor David.

-Oh.

♪♪ [Classical music plays] [Clears throat] ♪♪ This is just like "Downton Abbey."

This is nothing like "Downton Abbey."

Hey, why do we need to treat the bank manager like royalty?

Because he's coming to do his final inspection prior to approving our line of credit.

Our future is quite literally in his hands.

Without that, we -- we won't survive.

Well... can't be any worse than the last time we met Mr.

Talbot, can it?

Well, I mean, Mr.

Gobbles was never gonna make it anyway.

Who's Mr.

Gobbles?

Oh, new rule -- no one is to say anything about turkeys.

Turkeys?

Who's talking about -- Did you say anything about turkeys?

Why are we talking about turkeys now?

Does Mr.

Talbot like turkeys?

[Gasps] Why is he bringing his wife?

Oh, God.

I know that look.

Hello, Oakley Wines.

[Laughter] Hello, again.

Oh.

Never had one of those before.

[Laughs ] Hello.

Gus.

How are you?

Tippy?

Nice to see you.

They said you were here.

I couldn't believe it.

And here you are.

-Yeah.

-Yep.

-Here.

Ah, yeah.

Here I am.

Yes, uh... Mrs.

Talbot's a big fan.

I loved you in "The Brothers of the Harvest Moon."

So good.

-Thank you.

[American accent ] This is my brother's land.

You will not take it from him.

-[Grunts] -That's the line.

Wonderful.

No, we're all -- we're all big fans of, um, of -- of -- of Griff.

Shall we, ah, start with a guided tour?

Good idea.

Why does that look familiar?

Oh.

[Laughs ] What kind of hostess am I?

Look, I'll make the tea, and Griffin can fill you in on all the gossip from behind the scenes.

How's that?

[The East Pointers' "Wintergreen" plays] ♪ Let it breathe ♪ ♪ If it doesn't breathe, it's gonna die ♪ ♪ Let us see, if you let it be, is it gonna fly?

♪ ♪ And set it free ♪ ♪ And if it leaves you, 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 ♪ ♪♪ No.

Don, no.

This is for Philippe.

A little moment to make him feel at home here.

[Scoffs ] I remember the halcyon days when you would bring me baked goods.

Don't be silly.

I brought you a scone last week.

Anyway, you know what they say -- "L'appetit vient en mangeant."

And if he wants to set up a camp down in our vineyard, then I'm going to take the mountain to Muhammad.

Or the macaroons to Marcel.

[Laughs ] Philippe.

I've brought you, uh, some, uh... Hello.

Philippe?

Louis: Well, as you can see, we've made a -- a huge amount of, uh, improvements.

We've got the -- the tasting room, the new planting, the, uh... the new pergola, or, uh, or perg-oh-la.

[Chuckles] Well, color me impressed.

[Chuckles] And here, for some reason, we have a -- a man, um, uh...meditating.

[Clears throat ] Is it true that, uh, turkeys can't fly?

Well, domestic turkeys can't fly, but actually, wild ones can.

Really?

Yes.

Really?

That's, uh, that's -- that's fascinating.

Uh, step this way.

I'll show you some of our, uh, some of our newer -- newer planting.

Thank you, Gus.

You sort that out.

♪♪ Bonjour, Tippy.

"Griffin, I'm about to do the love scene with you.

I thought we could maybe run lines."

-[Laughs ] -Yeah.

[Laughs] He's just so good at telling stories, isn't he?

Isn't he, though?

Oh!

Here they are.

Uh, so how did we do?

Oh, excellent.

Excellent.

[Chuckles] Yeah, I'll be able to sort out the paperwork once we get back from our, uh, trip away.

But, um, I'm happy to report all signs point to approval!

Congratulations.

That's splendid.

Absolutely splendid.

Thank you.

Something has been bothering me about your car.

Griffin: What, the old Citroen?

I can't help but think I've seen it somewhere before.

Oh, no, no, no.

You wouldn't have seen that.

No, no, because, um, it's hardly ever on the road.

It's always breaking down.

It's an absolute turkey.

Sorry?

I mean, I'm -- [Laughs ] Just -- you know, when I was growing up I, um -- I-I had bush turkeys.

Well -- Well, no, I didn't have them, because they're -- they're wild.

But, well, I used to feed them.

I'd walk out, and they'd coming running.

I gave them all names.

There was... Chanel, and there was... Karl Lagerfeld.

Gucci and V-V-Versace.

It's just, they're -- they're magnificent creatures, really, aren't they?

You know, I knew there was something about you.

Yeah, you were so sympathetic when, uh, Mr.

Gobbles passed away.

We were?

Yeah.

We were.

Man: In fact, you could be the answer to our prayers.

Would you mind taking care of David Bowie for us while we're on holiday?

David Bowie?

Woman: It's what he's named his new turkey.

-Oh.

-Yeah.

So, would you mind?

I mean, he's very affectionate.

Is he?

Oh, well, what kind of person would I be if I said "no"?

[Laughs] Have you, uh, examined my offer?

You didn't tell me what you thought about The Stanley.

You don't need to pretend like my opinion matters.

You know it's good.

Good, but not great.

Under my tutelage, you could blossom from "good" to "exceptional" -- a true Bidois, to make our family proud, huh?

Who says I need you?

Well, you don't.

If you don't want to be better, that is for you.

Louis: Good morning!

I'm assuming from your, uh, your general, um... that you're Shimmering Lake's new French vintner.

Louis Oakley.

Philippe Bidois.

Tell me, uh, Philippe, is there any particular reason why you were meditating on my land?

Your land?

The voice of the colonizer, no?

Oh.

[Laughs ] Well, the French are hardly angels when it comes to, uh, colonialism.

Ah, yes, but the English needed to invade other countries because they had no cuisine of their own.

[Laughs ] Of course we don't have any -- have any great chefs in England, do we?

No, we've -- we've got, uh, Gordon Ramsey, we've got, uh, Marco Pierre White, we've got the, uh... the other one -- the other one.

He -- He -- With -- He makes food with chemistry sets.

Yes, but they all came to France to study their craft.

Well, they -- they -- they, um.... Well, you're -- you've got stupid clothes.

I mean, I do not know where he gets off being so smug.

I mean, the French are responsible for some of the worst atrocities in history.

I mean, they invented the roundabout, for heaven's sake.

I'm sorry, Jay.

It's your last day.

You're going back to school.

You shouldn't have to listen to all this rubbish.

It's okay, Dad.

I get it.

I mean, I don't want to talk about leaving either, but... you know, I'm kind of looking forward to seeing home again.

Okay.

You'll be okay here, won't you?

You'll have everyone to look after you -- like Daisy.

Jay -- [Sighs] -- we've been through that.

Besides, she's, um... Well, she's got a boyfriend now.

So, it's your last night.

What -- What do you want to do?

Maybe we can work on the rocket plans?

That sounds perfect.

♪♪ ♪♪ You all better help my dad finish our rocket -- you know, keep him busy, so he doesn't miss me too much.

Oh.

Do you know what?

Ah, I have to head into town, so why don't I join you for the trip to the airport?

That would be lovely, Daisy.

Thank you.

I'll just get my bag.

♪♪ ♪♪ [Clears throat] Well -- [Sighs] -- that's that.

[Sniffles ] You all right?

Yeah.

You know, we've got a lot of work to do, Daisy Monroe.

We do indeed, Louis Oakley.

[Cellphone chimes ] Oh.

Oh, how are things, uh, going with.

Dr.

David?

Uh, oh, they're good.

Good.

Good, good.

Woman: Stop, thief!

That is my bag!

Oh, God.

We should do something.

Oh, yes.

We should.

Hey.

Excuse me.

Get off me, you nutter!

You should be ashamed of yourself!

Stealing from an older woman!

What?

What would your mother say?

She'd say it's my bloody bag!

Oh, he's absolutely right.

Oh, I'm terribly sorry.

M-Mine must still be on the carousel.

-Sorry.

-You're all crazy.

I'm sorry about my friend.

She's Australian.

Oh.

Embarrassing.

Have you just come back from somewhere?

Uh, I've been in Auckland, dropping Paige off to her Mum.

Oh.

Is she having a holiday?

Well, a girl's place is with her mother.

I think I'll go find my bag.

Well, that was strange.

It was strange, right?

That was strange, but then again, when isn't she strange?

She's... madder than a... box of frogs.

Right.

[Sighs ].

We should go.

We've got an appointment with a turkey.

Yes.

♪♪ Hi!

-Hi, there.

Well, here he is, The Goblin King.

Oh.

That's cute.

Is that because he's always gobbling?

[Laughs ] Uh, no.

It's "Labyrinth."

Ah.

Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh.

Just, uh, he's a bit car sick, so just maybe give him a few moments.

-Oh.

-Yeah.

Now, these are his vitamins, okay?

Yellow ones every second day.

Uh-huh.

-Food.

You've got your dry feed in the morning, there, and wet food in the evening.

Plumage conditioner.

Just rub in as required.

Use your judgment there.

Oh.

[Chuckles ] All right.

And these are his anti-anxiety medications.

Anxiety medications?

Yeah, well, he has a stressful life as full-time show bird.

I mean, don't make a big deal out of it, just... slip them in there.

Oh.

Yeah.

His bell.

I taught him to ring a bell.

[Laughs ] So, uh, yeah, make sure he rings it at least twice a day, so he doesn't get out of practice.

Okay?

Great.

Thank you so much for doing this.

I can't tell you how much I appreciate it.

[Laughs ] -Bye.

-Bye.

Who's my big boy, then, eh?

Who's my big boy?

Don't you go ch-ch-ch-changing.

[Laughs] [Laughs] [Sighs] Take good care of my David.

All right.

[Laughs ] Bye-bye.

Daisy: Bye!

Have a good trip!

Bye.

Well, this just brilliant.

Well, you were the one that refused to stop and pick up Mr.

Gobbles.

Send not to know for whom the bell tolls, Daisy.

It tolls for thee.

Oh.

Ha.

Well, listen up, Quasimodo, we are in this together.

Listen, as you're the great turkey lover, the responsibility for the not-so-Thin White Duke lies entirely with you.

Oh.

Ha.

Fine.

I'm perfectly capable of looking after a dumb bird.

Just a reminder -- Mister Talbot hasn't yet signed on the dotted line.

That dumb bird holds the key to our future.

[Gasps] Oh, my God.

Where is David Bowie?

Oh, God.

Ah!

Okay, so, what does he look like?

Louis: Well, he looks like a turkey.

If you -- If you see a turkey, just bring him to us.

Why is he called "David Bowie"?

Like, has he got a lightning bolt on his face?

Or is he sexually ambiguous?

Daisy: No, no, no, no.

He's just -- He's just a turkey.

We're looking for a very big turkey.

Can I be of assistance?

Oh, God.

It's Philippe.

It's my cousin.

Oh.

[Laughs] [All greeting] Uh, thank you, Philippe.

We could use all the help we can get.

Philippe: Be like the war, huh?

Englishmen united together in a common cause.

Louis: Yes, yes.

I remember how the French, uh, surrendered early in order to encourage the Allies to fight harder.

Louis, be nice.

Sorry.

Apology accepted.

No.

I wasn't talking to you.

Okay, everyone.

Let's go find David Bowie.

Nic, you come with me.

Nic: David Bowie!

[Gobbles] Shh.

Shh.

Shh.

Can you hear something?

You're very red in the face.

Well, I'm stressed!

We've got to find that bird.

Our line of credit is in his paws, hands, wings -- whatever.

Yeah.

You have been pretty stressy.

Well...[Scoffs ] Maybe it's, you know, it's the -- the menopause.

Ah!

Shh.

Just -- Use your inside voice.

But we're outside.

There is no meno-- mm -- meno-- men-- nothing is paused, okay?

Everything is working exactly as it should.

Subject closed.

Okay, then.

Hey, how are things going with Dr.

D?

Oh.

Well, that's, um... It's great.

It's -- It's really good.

Um, it's only been a few weeks, but it's -- it's -- it's just so... Sexually overpowering?

Uh...no.

It's -- It's just really easy.

I mean, we really connect, you know?

Even a one-word text is... meaningful.

Oh, he's good at sexting.

No, texting.

We don't, um... He's just -- He's respectful.

Nice.

Vic's idea of sexting is sending me provocative pictures of vegetables he seen at the supermarket.

It's surprising how a well-placed aubergine can be so arousing, 'cause they're really... smooth.

Eh, it's funny, isn't it?

And here I am caught between two Davids.

Both of them represent a future.

Admittedly, one's a turkey.

But I really like him.

The turkey?

David.

Bowie.

No, Doctor.

Oh.

[Laughing] ♪♪ ♪♪ Louis: Hi, Hilary.

Hilary: Oh, hello.

Bit of an urgent issue, I'm afraid.

We're missing a turkey.

Long story short, our financial future rests on finding the bloody thing.

We thought it might have, uh, crossed the boundary into your property.

Haven't seen anything.

I tell you what, I'll give Roger a call.

He was here working for me this morning.

Great.

Thanks.

Ooh.

Do you mind if I pinch a brownie?

Oh, go ahead.

Help yourself.

I didn't realize you partook.

Hello, Roger.

They're looking for some turkeys.

Ooh, they're bloody good.

Hilary: Ring around?

Well, Roger is ringing round the troops, and, uh, he'll get straight back.

Great.

Very important we find that bird.

No.

No.

It's not a call.

Just means the battery is getting low.

Have you noticed everything beeps at you these days -- refrigerator, car, microwave oven, personal pleasure equipment.

Yeah.

"Beep."

[Laughs] Oh, keep an eye out for my charger, would you?

It's around here somewhere.

It's just there.

Oh.

'Course it is.

Paige used to be in charge of putting everything back in its proper place.

You must, uh -- You must miss her.

I'm fine.

I know what it's like to have something so familiar suddenly so far away.

You're right.

There is a Paige-shaped hole in my life.

Shared DNA connects us, but oh, it's love that binds us.

I couldn't have put that better myself.

If you don't mind me asking, what prompted her to return to her mother?

Well, my daughter seems to have finally managed to get her life together, and she wants to be a parent again.

Simple as that.

Some things just happen in their time, Louis.

And there's not a lot we can do about it.

Fair enough.

Well, if you ever want to talk, um, Daisy is very good at that sort of thing.

[Chuckles ] That's very odd.

My hands are suddenly incredibly hot.

God, and my feet.

Oh, yeah.

That'll be the special brownies kicking in.

S-Special?

Those are special brownies.

Well, I thought you knew when you said you partook.

But I had two.

Two.

Have another.

♪♪ Daisy: Oh, I don't understand.

How far can a turkey get?

It's like it's done a complete vanishing act.

Nic: Um... Daisy.

[Gasps ] Oh, my God.

The cat's got the turkey!

How am I gonna tell Louis?

He'll be furious.

[Laughs] Do you know, I've seen -- I've seen you with no clothes on?

Oh, yes.

You and every courier in the district.

That's -- That's one of the drawbacks of being a naturist.

[Both laugh] Hilary, you know, you do bake an excellent brownie.

[Laugh] You're -- You're pretty baked yourself.

[Cellphone rings] Oh.

Hello.

[Clears throat] Hilary speaking.

[Laughs ] What?

That's a TV remote.

[Laughs] So it is.

I was wondering where that had gone.

Oh.

Oh, it's Daisy.

Hello -- Hello, Daisy.

No.

No, I'm -- I'm here with Hilary.

She's waving.

There's no sign of -- There's no sign of the turkey.

Oh.

Oh, right.

Goodbye.

What?

No, it's serious -- very serious.

David Bowie is dead.

Oh, yes.

I know.

But while he might be gone, we will always have his music.

[Laughs] No, not -- not that David Bowie.

What?

David Bowie.

David Bowie, well he's a -- well, he's a -- he's a big boy.

And he's got a kind of -- he's sort of got a bit of a flap of skin that hangs down there.

Flap.

But it's like a sort of sack.

Wattle.

Like -- Yes.

Oh, what are we gonna do?

Well, maybe we could give him a few bottles of The Stanley, and he won't notice?

Maybe a kitten?

Hey, just a thought, but doesn't one turkey look pretty much like another?

[Gasps] That's it.

That's it.

You are both brilliant.

We get a replacement turkey.

Yeah, but where are we gonna find another turkey in Peak View?

Um... Louis: This is David "Bough-ie"?

Bowie.

-Is there life on -- on -- Earth.

Is there life on Earth?!

Is there?

Is there life on Uranus?

Uranus.

Is there life on Uranus?

Uranus.

Uranus.

Uranus.

Sorry, Officer.

I, um -- I was just trying to remember the lyrics to a song.

I-I-I'm not just saying "Uranus" for the sake of -- of saying Uranus.

I think you should probably stop saying "Uranus" now, sir.

Yes, I will.

Also, I think the planet you're looking for is Mars.

Mars.

Of course.

So, is there any reason why you're walking down the middle of the road?

Uh, yes.

Yes, there is.

I'm going home.

Um, I live at Oakley Wines.

My name is Louis Oakley.

My business partner is called Daisy Munroe.

My national insurance number is NL296001P.

Sir, are you currently under the influence?

Yep.

Yes.

Yes, I am.

Um, I, uh, I-I ate some brownies.

Ah.

But they didn't tell me that they were actually infused with the devil's parsley.

So, uh -- [Clears throat ] And I-I know I shouldn't be, uh, in charge of a motor vehicle.

You're not.

No, you're right.

You're right.

I'm not.

And, uh, and that, in fact, makes me a responsible cits-- citizen.

Yes.

I can see that.

Now, I would suggest you stick to our more familiar biscuits.

Toffee Pops and Shrewsbury's are nice.

Certain locally made treats can be gateway baked goods to more serious cookies.

Right, well... I'll be more careful next time.

Thank you very much, nice motorcycle police lady.

Uh, apologies.

I meant to say that in my head, rather than actually out loud.

And also that bit, too, actually.

Well, safe travels, Louis Oakley from Oakley Wines.

Just... stick to the side of the road, okay?

I will.

Thank you very much.

Welcome.

-Bye.

-Bye.

Rowan, you have excelled yourself.

He looks exactly like David Bowie.

David Bowie was that Boomer singer guy, right?

Did he look like a turkey?

How very dare you.

No.

No.

But he is perfect.

Thank you.

The perfect crime.

[Laughs] [Gobbles] You found him.

Uh, no.

But while you've been off doing whatever you've been doing, I took the matter in hand, and solved our problem.

Behold our replacement David Bowie.

Oh, splendid.

Oh, but didn't David Bowie used to do a-a-a special trick?

With a bell.

Oh, God, I forgot about the bell.

Don't worry.

Don't worry.

I've got this.

[Turkey gobbles] I've got this.

Philippe: And I still don't understand the importance of the turkey.

You know, for me, it is for Christmas.

La dinde aux marrons.

But I am glad it is all fixed.

And we -- perhaps, ah, we may have some work to do together?

No?

You feel that?

I do.

You need to go.

I need to go.

You're beautiful.

You're amazing.

And I believe in you.

[Gobbles] So just ring the bell.

Ring the bell, like this.

[Bell dings] [Snort-laughing] I -- I know I should put a stop to this, but I can't stop watching it.

It's strangely mesmerizing.

Gus: Gosh, I wish we had some popcorn.

Um, you could always try gobbling.

Do you think that would help?

Well... Oh, God.

I'm ridiculous, aren't I?

Oh, I don't know.

I think you could have a future as a turkey whisperer.

[Laughter] We have a problem.

-What?

-The frost is coming.

And the White Walkers will descend from the North.

[Clears throat] Is frost bad?

Yeah.

It's bad.

Very, very bad.

The timing is terrible.

We could lose the whole harvest.

So what do we do?

How do we stop it?

Essentially, we've got to keep the air circulating so that the ground doesn't freeze, and damage all the grapes.

No grapes, and it's over.

No vintage.

Oakley is dead.

Some vineyards have fans, others have helicopters.

Well, what can -- what can we do?

This is Martha.

It's our frost-fighting machine.

And right now, it's our only hope.

-Except it's damaged.

-Yeah.

Gus: Something happened to it in the quake, I think.

I-I don't know.

It wasn't really a priority to take it apart.

Gus, do you want me to help you?

Daisy: Oh, you probably need to get home and look after your own vines, I guess.

No, no.

We're on higher ground, like Hilary.

Vic's in Queenstown, but I'm totally happy to stay and help.

Aww.

Thank you.

In the meantime, we've got to get moving.

It's gonna be an all-nighter.

[Louis sighs] Everything all right?

Yes.

I've got to call David.

Date night's off.

Guess so.

♪♪ Marissa: Where on Earth have you been?

I have been at Oakley Wines, finding, as you say, the way the land lays.

Oh.

Spying on the opposition?

No.

I do not spy.

No.

Of course not.

You must, of course, follow your process.

We wouldn't dream of interfering in that.

Look, there is no time for this.

A frost is coming.

I have felt it.

But we are highly unlikely to have a frost at this time of the year.

Yet still it comes.

But I haven't heard a peep from MetService.

[Cellphone chimes] Mm.

Frost warning.

Don: Certainly feels like the temperature has dropped in here.

That feeling that you are feeling?

That is humility.

♪♪ Don: Ah!

Just the man I wanted to see.

[Grunts] There's a frost coming.

Thank you, Don.

Yes.

We know.

It's the first frost for you, and we normally all pitch in, and help each other out.

We'll be fine.

Thank you.

Louis!

Is -- Is -- [Sighs ] Is there a problem?

No.

Everything is fine.

We've already had your French contingent here today, as well.

Yes, I-I heard he'd been round.

I'm sorry about that.

He -- He said he just wanted to get to know his cousin.

[Laughs] Did he?

Mm.

It's quite a coincidence, isn't it, you hiring a -- a Bidois.

Or -- Or was it?

No.

We were just looking for the best person for the job, and Philippe happens to be, by far, the best person.

You just happened to hire our vintner's more accomplished and famous cousin, who, once he tumbled into town, happens to turn up here immediately, lurking about.

Come on, Louis.

The decision was a business one, pure and simple.

You'd have done the same thing.

I very much doubt that.

Look, business is business.

It doesn't mean we can't be friends.

No.

I've tried that before, Don.

That's why I'm here.

And my business partner is sitting waist deep at some pool bar in the bloody Caribbean.

Right.

Well, uh... I just came round to warn you about the frost, and to see if we could do anything to help you prepare.

No.

No, thank you.

You -- You take care of yourselves.

I mean, it's business, after all.

Right.

Well, have a good evening.

And, um... good luck.

Yep.

♪♪ Martha is 98.8% there.

Ah, unfortunately, that 1.2% is, like, crucial to her operation.

Well, that's not much.

True.

Uh, it's not.

Except, um... it is.

It's her ignition switch.

-Okay.

Well -- Well, can't we just get a new switch?

Louis: Uh... What?

One -- One -- One second.

♪♪ ♪♪ Yep.

Don't tell Julian we borrowed the rocket switch.

Where's the turkey?

Oh, for God's sake!

[Turkey gobbles] Gus: And we're ready!

Fire in the hole!

Gus!

Wait!

[Gasping] Oh, my God.

Oh, the poor thing.

Why do we keep killing turkeys?

Should we have a moment's silence?

Maybe we should've called him "John Lennon."

Why?

He was killed by a fan, too.

[Scoffs] I need some space.

What happened here?

Martha blew up.

Tippy: I thought Martha wasn't working, so I've been trying to find frost pots.

Great idea.

What are frost pots?

You fill these containers with fuel, line them up, and then light them up.

Instant heat.

Where and when you need them.

The warmth will help save the harvest.

Well, that -- that's brilliant.

Yeah, but we're going to need a hell of a lot more.

Anything metal we can get our hands on.

Okay.

Let's get to work.

Louis: Great.

Oh, thank you, Nic.

Hilary said she'll be here with some more soon.

This isn't gonna be enough.

We won't be able to save all the vines.

Maybe it's time we called Don and Marissa for help.

No.

I'm afraid I've already burned that particular bridge.

Oh.

[Sighs] Tippy, life is about hard choices.

You've got to... choose which grapes to save, which to sacrifice.

I don't want to sacrifice any of them.

Well, neither do I. I guess the front paddock is the most vulnerable to frost.

Okay.

♪♪ I thought you might need these.

Does Marissa know you're here?

When family is in trouble, that is where I go.

♪♪ ♪♪ My dad would've been stoked to see me doing this.

His son the farmer.

You're not a farmer.

I could be.

No.

No.

My grandad used to say... never use a silver spoon to shovel mud.

Am I the silver spoon in this particular scenario?

You're the shiniest spoon.

[Laughs] You're the spoon that gets brought out only for visitors.

Like Mrs.

Talbot, you know?

She sees what I see -- that you're magic, and, you know, you shouldn't be used for instant coffee.

You should only ever be kept in the sugar bowl.

Gus, that's really sweet, but... no one wants me right now.

But have you even asked them?

No.

I guess I could put some feelers out, test the water.

It is morning in LA.

Yeah.

You should do it.

♪♪ [Grunts] Hilary.

Oh!

Oh, don't sneak up on me like that!

I didn't.

Now, come on.

Well, don't just stand there.

Help me.

I am gonna help you.

Come on.

I'm stuck.

Right.

Hold on.

-Thank you.

-Not at all.

-Ah!

-Come on.

Hilary, Hilary, Hilary, Hilary.

Hilary: Ow!

Maybe -- maybe -- Let's -- Let's go and sit down.

[Sighs] Louis: So, the... mistaken luggage, the missing but not missing phone charger, and the answering of calls on your remote control.

Louis: You know, my mother lost her sight when she was rather young.

And when it deteriorated, I became her eyes, to some extent, making sure she didn't grab the salt instead of the sugar in the supermarket, that kind of thing.

And I used to read to her at night.

Romance novels.

Her favorite was, uh, Jilly Cooper.

Raunchy.

Well, yeah.

But, uh, Jackie Collins, Hilary.

Jackie Collins was -- was worse.

I was only young.

I had to skip over the naughty bits.

The point is I know what it is you're trying to hide.

Hilary: Okay, fine.

Fine.

It's macular degeneration.

The fast kind.

But no big deal.

So what are the options?

You've got drops, surgery.

No.

No.

I am managing this myself.

And thankfully, the dope helps relieve the, uh -- the ocular pressure.

Isn't that for glaucoma?

Well, thank you very much, Doctor.

Louis, it's nice that you're concerned, but I'm -- I'm perfectly capable of self-medication.

And let's just keep this between us.

Not a word, right?

Right.

What on Earth are you wearing?

Mm?

Oh.

It's, um, Stanley's frost-fighting hoodie.

Seemed appropriate.

And I was cold.

You Australians, you love shortening words, don't you?

Well, what would you call it?

Uh, well, I would call it a, um... I-I would call it a "hoodie."

Ah.

See.

So we're both good at shortening things, then, aren't we?

Including the lifespans of turkeys.

Oh, God.

Don't.

I can't even think about it.

What is Mr.

Talbot gonna say when he finds out that we're responsible for -- Turkey-geddon.

[Both laugh] You know what we need?

Something a little more warming than a hoodie.

No, I'm toasty warm in this, thank you very much.

No, I was thinking more whiskey?

Oh.

Uh... Oh, why not.

It's gonna be a long night.

Be right back.

Oh.

I'm actually quite, uh... whew, a bit, uh... hot.

Oh, God.

Oh.

Oh, God.

Bloody.

♪♪ [Sighs] Ahh.

I am spectacularly torn.

Oh!

ha!

But as a doctor, I would recommend a little more clothing.

[Chuckles] What are you doing here?

Well, it sounded like you could use some help, and I really wanted to see you.

And I find myself always wanting to see you.

Oh.

[Laughs] Are you all right?

Do you -- Do you need anything?

Uh... Actually, I -- I think it's hormonal.

Ah.

Menopause.

David: Is nothing to be embarrassed about.

Well, it's not very sexy, is it?

It means I'm -- Beautiful.

Funny.

Kind.

Getting old.

Yeah, I guess.

Oh.

Thanks very much.

[Laughs] Getting old is a gift.

Easy for you to say, all strong and handsome.

I know it's not the same thing, but if I told you about how my body is failing me, will it make you feel better?

I haven't noticed anything failing yet.

I'm nearly deaf in my right ear.

Oh.

I have bursitis in my hips.

I groan when I get out of a chair.

But, you know, it's all part of the process, and I think I'm doing okay.

I think you're doing more than okay.

You're amazing, Daisy.

You've got this... glow.

I think that's -- that's probably just the hot flash.

[Laughs] [Laughs] I think it'll pass.

In fact.... why don't we... sit down... and just ride it out together.

I think that's a lovely idea.

[Laughs] ♪♪ Where's she gone?

Gus: You all right, Louis?

Ooh, whiskey.

Whiskey.

♪♪ [Engine shuts off, door closes] Nic: Babe, you made it.

Thanks for your help.

You didn't have to.

I did.

A Bidois will never ask for help, but will always graciously accept it.

Also, no grape deserves to be rendered useless.

Ah.

Frost will be here soon.

We're not gonna have time to put down all the pots, are we?

Gus: Tippy!

More pots over here!

♪♪ Tippy: We need to start lighting the pots that have already been fueled.

There's no time to fuel or place any more.

We have to focus on saving as many grapes as we can.

But we've only got a quarter of the vineyard left to do.

Realistically, Tippy, do we have enough time to light the rest of them before the frost does too much damage?

Maybe if we had another half-hour.

[Helicopter rotors whirring] Can you hear that?

Look!

[Cellphone rings] It's... It's Don.

Hello, Don?

I'm not doing this out of friendship.

This is a business decision.

If your vines fail, it reflects badly on us all.

Thank you, Don!

My bird is at your disposal.

I can buy you some time to get your pots lit.

But how did he know?

Merci, Philippe.

Make a start on the back paddocks, Don!

We're working our way up from the front.

Roger that.

Oh, and, Louis, there are some reinforcements on the way.

Daisy.

Look!

[Cheering] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ [Cellphone rings] It's my agent.

What are you waiting for?

Tippy: Thank you, Philippe.

We couldn't have done this.

♪♪ ♪♪ [Indistinct talking] I don't like it when they get that close.

Okay, then.

See you then.

[Laughs] Bye.

These are so good.

So good.

That was the Talbots.

They're coming home early.

This morning.

Oh, Christ.

They're gonna be expecting to see a turkey.

What -- What are we gonna do?

We're just gonna have to come clean.

All that work for nothing.

Do you need a turkey?

I can get a turkey.

-What?

-Yeah.

No worries.

I can get one here in about an hour.

Vic -- Vic, it's got to be a big plump one.

Again, no worries.

I'll see you soon.

So our future rests with Vic.

He's never let me down.

He won't let you down either.

♪♪ Even if he looks a little bit like him, he's still not gonna be able to ring the bloody bell, is he?

Louis: Well, we'll have to cross that bridge when we come to it.

Here he is.

One turkey!

And it's pre-stuffed.

They're coming!

Vic, Vic, hide it.

Hide it.

[Gasps] [Laughs thinly] Talbot: Hello, there.

Hello.

Well, uh, where is he?

Where's my big boy?

David!

He... Mr.

-- Mr.

Talbot.

And -- And -- And indeed, Mrs.

Talbot.

Uh, we -- Well, we live in, um -- [Stammering] ambiguous times.

And, uh -- [Clears throat] -- sometimes one is faced with, um... I'd say unexpected... uh, challenges.

And sometimes, things happen that are completely out of our control.

Just -- Just really distressing events.

Yes, indeed.

And, uh -- And I think David Bowie -- David Bowie himself probably said it best when -- when -- when he said... [Bell dings] [Bell dinging] There he is.

My big boy.

Griffin: I think that's the original Bowie.

Rosie, give them their documents.

Congratulations.

[Daisy laughs] Your line of credit.

He worked on it the whole time we were away on our romantic trip.

Congratulations.

Where's David?

[Turkey gobbles] I think you've put on weight.

Cheerio!

-Bye.

I cannot believe we did it.

You know we were literally saved by the bell.

Promise me one thing.

No more turkeys.

Oh.

Only at Christmas.

[Both laugh] Hello, everybody.

-Hello.

Well done.

-Thank you!

Griffin: Cheers!

Cheers!

Cheers!

Cheers!

Marissa: Philippe.

About last night.

We simply cannot have you appearing and disappearing whenever you feel like it.

You don't just want to win, no?

You, uh... You want to destroy Oakley, also.

Am I right?

No.

Of -- of course not.

We -- We are thrilled when our neighbors and competitors find success.

Of course you are.

But you should trust me, Marissa.

I have everything in hand.

For Oakley, I am the, uh... fox in the hen house.

They simply have not realized it yet.

♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪