- Blink twice if you can hear me. - Is she all right?
That's not helping.
- Anyone here a doctor? - I got my first aid certificate.
- Uh, which expired last year. - But I still remember all of the things.
- Well, mostly. - Someone call an ambulance.
Hey, Liv, how do you feel?
Did I do my speech?
No, you passed out.
Tell me what day of the week it is.
Jesus, Doug. I'm not Einstein.
- Whoa. - Hang on.
- Okay, we need water. - Yeah.
- Jesus!
What the fuck?
- It's to make you conscious. - I am conscious.
She needs hydration.
- Here, drink this. - God.
That's wine.
Oh, God.
Oh, that's weirdly familiar.
I'm fine. Seriously, I'm-- I'm fine. Guys, go back in. Keep partying.
Oh, we need the hearse.
- What? I'm not dead. - I'll come with you.
No, I need you to go back inside and keep the party going.
- Are you insane? - This has to be the best wedding ever.
It can't end like this.
♪ You can call me the good-time girl ♪
And that's my flight taking off.
Fuck! I need to get another one. Give me my phone.
There's no way you're flying in this state.
I have to get on a flight tonight if I'm gonna make the launch.
For once, can you please take your health seriously?
Gareth, can you get her some flat lemonade?
- Mum... - Finally.
- What's wrong with her? - Nothing.
Do you have a history of fainting, blackouts?
Oh. [exhales] Kind of.
What does "kind of" mean?
Maybe it's happened before.
- How many times? - I don't know, like half a dozen.
In your life?
No, only since I've landed back in Australia.
What? You've only been here for a few weeks.
God, Olivia--
- Does she have epilepsy? - No. Jeez. Can I go?
All your vitals are fine.
- See? He says my vitals are great. - I said, "Fine."
It might not be physical. It might've been a panic attack.
Were you stressed? Anxious?
She was running around like a mad woman
trying to get back to New York in the last month.
Yeah, for work, Mum.
I have a flight tonight. Am I okay to fly?
- Of course you-- - Stop.
In your professional medical opinion, am I okay to fly tonight?
- Sure. - Yes. That is good enough for me.
All right.
- Here, let's roll out. Let's go. - Olivia--
- No, I need a flight tonight. - Please hold.
Gaz, where's the hearse?
Can you just wait for one second?
No. I've gotta get my bag from Mum's and get to the airport.
If none of you are gonna help me-- Taxi! Taxi!
Oh, God. Fuck.
God. Current location. What hospital are we at?
Listen to yourself. You're unwell.
- I'm fine. - You're not fine.
Blacking out this much is not normal.
Guys, honestly, just go back to the wedding.
It-- It's okay, I promise.
- I'm not leaving you alone in this state. - Yeah. We're not going anywhere.
It's not about me, remember?
- You passed out at our wedding, Liv. - Yeah, congratulations, you guys!
You were all right. The family fuck-up strikes again.
- Well done. - What? We've never called you that.
Just go, please!
Honestly, enjoy your wedding. Enjoy your married life together.
- No, if you could just-- - Just fuck off! Go!
You know what, Liv? You're right. Today isn't about you.
Good luck in your new job.
Lovely parting words for your brother's special day.
- This is so tragic. - It's so boring.
- We cannot let Daz know it got to this. - Mmm.
Like, we cannot take photos, we cannot put our stories--
- Daz would be fucking horrified. - Yeah.
- Helps me bulk up. - That's a lot of protein for one person.
- Yeah. - And you're talking per day?
Fascinating.
Oh, uh, you can't leave now.
Oh, no, you'll, uh-- You'll miss the... show!
There you go. Yep, yep, yep, back to your seats, okay.
We can't let anyone leave.
Ames, it's a wedding, not a hostage situation.
All weddings are hostage situations.
We have to keep the party going for Liv, so you work the room.
Evie, can you ask the caterers to bring out dessert and more booze?
- I'm 12. - Well, so don't drink any of it.
- Can I help? - Yes, Arch, go entertain people.
- How? - Uh, you're adorable. Just use that.
Could I have the, uh, "Macarena"?
Yeah.
Okay, everyone, are we ready for some fun?
It's happening.
God, I wish I still drank.
- Doug! Kids! - Oh, it's so bad.
Yeah. Well, good luck with that.
♪ When I dance, they call me Macarena ♪
♪ And the boys, they say que soy buena ♪
♪ They all want me, they can't have me ♪
♪ So they all come and dance beside me ♪
Oh, my God, this is like-- Film it. Film it for him.
♪ Dale a tu cuerpo alegría Macarena ♪
♪ Que tu cuerpo Es pa' darle alegría y cosa buena ♪
♪ Dale a tu cuerpo alegría, Macarena ♪
♪ Hey, Macarena ♪
Yeah! Woo!
I'm sorry the wedding's ruined.
- It's not ruined.
No, just some casual infidelity,
an unconscious sister, and a hospital visit.
Welcome to the Healy family.
We can salvage this.
♪ Now he was out of town And his two friends were so fine ♪
I don't see how.
Woo! Oh, thank God you guys are both back.
Yeah. Well, don't lie. How's it been?
Uh, yeah, uh...
Grim as fuck.
All right, Isaac.
All right.
How's Liv?
Well, apparently, she's had a bunch of these blackouts,
but the doctor's given her the all clear, so she's still flying to New York.
- Oh, God. - Um, one sec.
Thank you so much, guys, uh, for your patience, um...
Dalbert and I, uh, we-- we just wanted to--
It's our wedding! Let's get lit!
- What are you doing? - Let's have some fun!
Woo! Yeah!
We have a first-class seat that leaves in an hour.
Oh, um...
- How much? -$27,000.
Are you serious? Do you think I'm the Queen of Sheba?
You're asking for a bit of a miracle.
If you could work your magic, preferably in coach,
that would be great.
Please hold.
Uh, a little help?
I'm not driving you to the airport.
Oh, wow.
Thank you so much for being there for your daughter in her time of need.
Olivia, there are more important things in life than work.
Says the woman who didn't get off the couch
when she was fired from her medical receptionist job.
- At least my job wasn't killing me. - Oh, Mum, you just don't get it.
The last 15 years, I have been working to this point.
- Ms. Healy? - Yeah?
I have a flight with a two-hour stopover in Honolulu.
Oh, okay, great.
- Then a three-hour stopover in Denver.
Then a quick flight to Atlanta, and you can get a coach there.
Well, when will that get me into New York?
- Next Tuesday. - No, no.
Sorry, I need-- I need to be in New York in 24 hours.
One moment.
Listen, I'm scared that these blackouts mean something more serious.
Well, I don't black out in New York. It's this place.
So that's it? You're just going to run away from your problems?
Yes, that's exactly what I'm doing.
Fine. I give up.
Good.
Go. Do whatever you want to do.
Just don't expect me to have the beds made
every time you decide to grace us with your presence.
Fine.
It's just like your father all over again.
He didn't take care of himself. Look what happened to him.
Oh, fuck! Mum!
What happened to Dad was my fault, not his.
- What? - I made him swim that day.
He said he wasn't feeling well, and I made him swim.
Then he said he wanted to go home.
He said he was too tired,
and I... swam out further so he would come after me.
It was me.
- Thanks for holding.
So I've worked a minor miracle
and found a seat on a flight that will get you there in time,
but check-in closes in 45 minutes. Can you make it?
- Ms. Healy? -
Should I go ahead with the booking?
- They wouldn't join my conga. Losers. - Aw.
But their wedding's going off now. You would've loved it. It was so you.
Mission accomplished.
Thank you for that, and for this.
Oh.
Are you okay?
Yeah, I'm fine. Mum just thinks I've got a death wish.
Well, she's worried about you, you know? I am too.
Don't.
Oh, the consulate, Archie's birthday, tonight at the wedding...
Hey, I love you, but I'm not doing this now, all right?
All right, all right, all right. Let's focus on the next 24 hours.
You're gonna get on that flight, charm the shit out of those TV producers,
and you're gonna be a star.
Truly. I'm so proud of you.
You're gonna be so fucking good at this job.
Oh, I am, aren't I?
Hey, don't forget about me.
By the time I see you next, everyone will wanna be your best friend.
- No.
- God, your face. - Oh, my God.
You know, it's been good having you here.
- Really? - Mostly.
- Yeah. - I missed you.
Drop off only.
- No stopping. - Yes. Great. Thank you.
- Drop off only. Keep moving. - Thank you so much.
That's great. [quietly] Oh, my God.
- I love you. - I love you.
Hmm.
Good luck.
Move it along.
Sign says two minutes. We were 30 seconds.
Yes, on you go.
Good riddance.
I'm okay.
You all right?
No. No.
Are you a nervous flyer?
- Just... - Yeah.
Here. Take this.
It's hematite. It's grounding.
Right.
Thanks. Um...
Where do I put it?
Oh, no, no. No insertions. Just hold it, apparently.
Oh!
- Thank you, that's really nice. - It's all right.
Good evening, it's your captain speaking.
We've got everybody on board, so we'll be departing as scheduled.
- Cabin crew, please prepare for takeoff. - Wait. We're on a plane.
- Yeah. - We don't want to be grounded.
We wanna be in the air.
Oh, fuck. Oh, God.
Oh, sweet Jesus.
- Give me the rock. - Oh, no.
Give me the rock.
- Take this. - What is it?
Xanax, honey.
Yeah.
♪ I am right here, right now ♪
♪ Right here, right here, right now I am right here ♪
♪ Right now ♪
♪ I am right here, right now ♪
♪ Right here, right here, right now I am right here ♪
♪ Right now ♪
Oh, my God, I cannot believe that this is our wedding.
And what you did back there, I love it.
I've never seen this side of you.
I just asked myself,
"What would Liv do?"
Okay, maybe not the best habit to get into.
- Hey, you should give her a break. - Why?
Because she's your sister.
And take it from someone whose family is severely absent,
don't take them for granted.
This is very Liv.
She might be a pain in the arse, but she is very fun.
I love you.
♪ I am right here, right now ♪
♪ Right here, right here, right now I am right here ♪
♪ Right now ♪
Yeah!
Good evening.
We're approximately 20 minutes away from starting our descent into New York.
The temperature in New York is currently minus two degrees and snowing.
- Oh, thank God.
Thanks.
I told you, I need that pitch meeting. Come on, what'd I tell you?
- What the fuck? - I'm walking here.
Fuck you.
Ah, I'm home. Oh.
- Hi. - Girl, you are cutting it fine.
Well, I changed my flight. I'm here now. I'm ready.
- How much time do we have for makeup? - She's very shiny.
She looks like a solar panel at high noon.
- Yeah, sorry, I produce a lot of sebum. - Tell makeup and get the schedule.
Okay, she's on her way. Cover her in powder.
She looks like SeaWorld right now.
- She looks wet. - Look alive.
Oh, my God.
Everyone, this is Olivia Healy.
Warren is the content lead for Wine and Dine Network,
Belinda is chief editor at Gastronomy Quarterly,
and Romina is head of publishing at Cook and Book.
We'll talk.
Oh, my God, I'm obsessed with your show.
I subscribe to your journal,
and I've spent way too much money on your books.
Oh, God.
I just met every one of my heroes, and I didn't shit myself.
- They're mine too, so don't fuck this up. - Okay.
Oh, wow.
- What's this? - Your schedule for the week.
After the launch, I'll take you to your hotel,
then you head to set tomorrow for the promo shoot.
After that, it's media interviews. Call time's 6:00.
- I can take it from here, Val. - Okay.
- You got this, yeah? - Yeah.
- Go, go. - All right.
- Move. - Okay.
- Where are we going? - To the right. Right.
- You look amazing. - I know.
Mm-hmm, mm-hmm, mm-hmm, mm-hmm.
- Okay. Okay, she looks-- - Amazing.
Uh, adequate.
- Sure. - We have an odor issue.
Oh, thank you.
Olivia, better pick up your game, kid. This ain't no bush league bullshit.
Awesome. Always really lovely to see you, Tyrell.
Shut the fuck up, Tyrell.
- How's your jet lag? - Oh, God, mate, you've got no idea.
This is it. How are you feeling?
Excited.
Nervous. I may throw up.
Okay, that's us. Mm-hmm.
- Ooh, is that for me? - Yes.
- Wow, it's so pretty. - Throw it on. Quick, quick.
Oh, wow.
Good evening, everyone. I'm Valerie Jones.
Welcome to the launch of the most anticipated
TV culinary event of the decade.
Banquet Royale.
How long's Valerie on for?
- Valerie's on for ten minutes. - Okay.
- Then it's showtime. - Right.
What time zone is your brain in?
Oh, God, I'm on Sydney time.
It's something ridiculous like... Oh, my watch.
...isn't bringing you suburban Bourdain wannabes.
Are you okay?
- It's all contenders... - Oh. Excuse me.
- Liv, where are you going? - Just give me a second.
...have cooked for kings and queens, sultans and sheiks.
Oh, yeah, she's gonna be fun to work with.
Fuck.
Oh, my God.
Oh, fuck.
Hello?
Oh, God. I'm--
I'm-- I'm freaking out. I can't breathe.
Olivia?
I'm sorry, doc. I didn't know who else to call.
Look, I feel like I'm-- I feel like I'm drowning, but I'm not in any water.
You said I was fine. What the fuck is wrong with me?
Okay, you are physically fine,
but it sounds like you might be having a panic attack.
I lost my dad's watch, and now I've got to be on stage
in front of very fucking important people. I look like an armpit.
I'm just such a fuck-up!
Would a fuck-up have defied medical odds in such a short amount of time,
like she said she would?
Liv, you can do this.
Really?
Really.
You are annoyingly unstoppable.
But I do think you could benefit from a mental health professional.
Oh, God, no shit.
No shame in that. I've-- I've been in therapy for decades.
I don't have time for fucking decades of therapy right now.
Okay. Okay, Liv, here's something that helps me.
I want you to close your eyes.
Feel your feet on the earth.
That's it. Ground yourself.
- Breathe in deeply...
... and count to ten...
slowly.
This helps me in the moment, yeah?
But remember, Liv, it's no substitute for doing the work.
New York might help you escape your problems,
but it might just be putting them on pause.
...our three brilliant judges.
Our first judge is world-renowned chef,
the legend of New York's own three-starred Michelin restaurant,
Tyrell James.
Yes.
Supermodel, global food sensation, and social media phenomenon,
Gianna De Luca.
Yeah, it's fine.
And finally,
-Banquet magazine's star contributor... - Four. Five.
- ...esteemed food and lifestyle journalist... - Six.
- ...all the way from Down Under... - Seven.
- Eight. - ...Olivia Healy.
Nine.
Ten.
♪ Uh, uh, uh, uh ♪
♪ Have a heart Have a heart, have a heart ♪
♪ 16, 666, and I know the part ♪
♪ You are the river flow And we can never know ♪
♪ We're just the weatherman You make the wind blow ♪
♪ Keep thinking About every straight face, yes ♪
♪ Wonder what your boyfriend Thinks about your braces ♪
♪ What about them? I'm all about them ♪
♪ Six such straight A's Cut 'em in the bathroom ♪
♪ So this is it then You're here to win, friend ♪
♪ Click-click, saddle up See you on the moon then ♪
♪ You're all alone, friend Pick up the phone then ♪
♪ Ring-ring, call 'em up Tell 'em about the new trends ♪
♪ So this is it then You're here to win, friend ♪
♪ Click-click, saddle up See you on the moon then ♪
♪ You're all alone, friend Pick up the phone then ♪
♪ Ring-ring, call 'em up Tell 'em about the new trends ♪
♪ Uh, uh, uh, uh ♪
♪ Have a heart, have a heart... ♪
Did you see that? Is she okay?
Are you okay, ma'am?
♪ Look at me go, look at me go Look at me go, look at me go ♪
♪ Look at me go, look at me go ♪
♪ Yeah, we gonna go up We don't ever come down ♪
♪ Look at me go, look at me go Look at me go, look at me go ♪
♪ Yeah, we gonna go up We don't ever... ♪
You were hilarious last night.
Are all Australians so naturally funny?
- Uh, no, just me.
You are spritely for an early start.
- Am I? - Mm, by comparison.
Well, you know, I didn't drink much,
went to bed early, did five Ks on the treadmill this morning,
and now I'm eating muesli, which is still very dense.
Well, okay, Miss Clean Living.
I know, right?
- Yep, you're done. - Thanks.
How you feeling?
I'm actually really nervous. Oh, thanks.
Try this. For anxiety and calm.
Goes on your wrists.
- Oh. - We need Liv to set.
Yeah, okay. I'm coming.
Liv to set.
Oh, great. Thank you.
- Come on, hustle, people. - Okay, everyone settle.
We've got six promos to get through before lunch.
We gotta get to the interviews.
- You ready?
- Oh, God, Gaz. - Lock it down.
Liv, Mum's been in an accident.
Answer your fucking phone.
- Big day, huh? - Yeah.
Well, you look like a natural on camera.
- Oh, really? - Yeah.
Oh, great.
How are you feeling?
I'm really well.
♪ You can call me the good-time girl ♪
♪ When I said it out loud It didn't sound as good ♪
♪ I couldn't be as proud Of my original thought ♪
♪ I'm not trying to whisper What should be bought ♪
♪ But I can't imagine Being out of control ♪
♪ I knocked off the top, my head and I ♪
♪ When I'm all alone but way in my prime ♪
♪ Don't want the throne I'm doing just fine ♪
♪ Just as long as I'm having A real good time ♪