Sheila is introducing herself when there is a knock at the door to the Waterhole. She yells that they’re closed. She continues with her intro, saying they’re reading more letters from Ramsay Street residents.
SHEILA: We’re not naming any names because they’re our neighbours.
CLIVE: And they know where you live.
SHEILA: Yeah, but I know where the bodies are buried.
CLIVE: Sheila, you can’t say that.
SHEILA: Yes I can, Hamish wasn’t buried in the yard, he was just floating dead in the spa.
Clive reads out the letter.
CLIVE: ‘Dear Sheila. They say you can choose your friends but not your family, but what about when your friends choose you. The wrong sorts of friends, not even friends, just people you did time with.’
SHEILA: That’s supposed to say spent time with.
CLIVE: Right. ‘The nasty ones who bring out bad behaviour and upset your mum. How do you break away from your past and start again, signed, Inside Out.’
Sheila tells him that he can change his habits and his friends. Clive says he might find someone he really clicks with, and then Clive gives Sheila a kiss.
SHEILA: You never know where you might find somebody you care about.
CLIVE: Thick and thin, good times and bad.
SHEILA: Which am I?
CLIVE: Thin and good.
SHEILA: Correct.
Sheila says even though you’ve done time with someone, doesn’t mean you owe them. They may have done something even worse.
SHEILA: Worse than what he did because he was only driving the getaway car, it was just the McRoughnuts from Frankston that did all the problems. And you’ve got to ask Uncle Keith, it was just…
CLIVE: Sheila… so friendship is a kind of loyalty. And that can be good and bad because sometimes we have to stick up for friends who have done the wrong thing.
SHEILA: Not these ones, these guys were really bad and they rubbed off on Gary… on Inside Out.
CLIVE: So Inside Out on the inside is basically good.
SHEILA: Oh no it’s awful on the inside, the beds are really hard.
CLIVE: No I meant him, on his inside, he’s a good bloke.
SHEILA: Yeah of course he is, but of course the outside world, all they see is the charge sheet, the bad temper and the dodgy types that keep turning up.
Clive thinks that Inside Out has a family that love him. Sheila wishes he’d meet nicer people, he should start clean.
CLIVE: What, all new friends?
SHEILA: Ones without nicknames or parole officers.
CLIVE: Or keep the friends that you’ve got but try and develop better habits and then they can support each other’s habits.
SHEILA: I’m not going to support anybody’s habit.
Clive thinks you can make better decisions, we’ve just got to choose how to do it. Better friends, or choose better.
SHEILA: How can you choose better when your friends are called Snake and Hacksaw?
CLIVE: Choose friends called Flower and Moonglow.
SHEILA: Oh my giddy aunt, Clive Gibbons, you live in a bubble.
CLIVE: Well we will have to agree to disagree won’t we, sunshine?
SHEILA: Someone called me that once, he never did again.
CLIVE: Who?
SHEILA: You!
CLIVE: Okay, good chat.
They clink their drinks glasses together.
