Across from the Platts’ house, Callum sits in his car Christmas Day, watching and waiting. He watches Kylie talk to Eva, watches David go into the Bistro. His car radio is playing Christmas tunes.
He sees you when you’re sleeping, he knows when you’re awake,
He knows if you’ve been bad or good, so be good for goodness sake.
Being good isn’t going to help Kylie now. Not when David comes in the house and finds Callum standing close to Kylie. He doesn’t see the look of fear and revulsion on Kylie’s face. He just sees another man, and a little packet of drugs, with his wife. Then he hears what she’s foolishly been hiding from him. This man, her drug supplier, is Max’s father. It shouldn’t be a big surprise to him, but the fact that she kept it from him, and Callum’s gloating, is too much for him.
The Platts gather around for a Christmas dinner that David has insisted be ‘fun’ and ‘pleasant’ and ‘normal’, and is anything but for the adults at least. Then David tells Kylie to pack herself a bag, figure out how to say goodbye to her kids, and get out. Despite the pleas of Kylie and Max, he will not change his mind.