[BANGING METALLIC SOUND]
JAMIE ( V.O ):
I keep having this dream...
where I wake up in my bed...
and all I can hear is this yapping.
I go in the hall...
and I see this guy
sitting in a chair.
He's got a cap on him
and his head's down...
so I can't see his face.
I yell at him...
but the guy won't look at me.
And the yapping is
getting louder and louder.
I walk down and say,
'Hey mate, you alright?'
And he just sits there,
says nothing.
I lift his head up
with my hands...
and he's got this cut
across his neck.
It looks like a big
fucking mouth.
I lean down closer...
and I see this Chihuahua...
sitting inside his neck...
looking back at me...
yapping.
Yapping at me.
[METALLIC BANGING
FADES OUT]
[BIRDS CHIRPING]
[GAMES ARCADE HUBBUB]
Oh!
[METAL CLANGING]
[KIDS SCREAMING, LAUGHING]
[VIDEO GAME PLAYS]
JEFFERY: I was just wondering
maybe next Saturday...
whether you want to go out to dinner,
to the Chinese place?
Are you asking me out on a date?
Yeah. You know, it's really nice.
ELIZABETH:
Sounds good.
JEFFERY:
Excellent.
Take your mind
off things for a while.
Get out of the house.
Fuck!
- I needed to ask you, actually.
- Yep.
If you wouldn't mind.
[CLEARS THROAT] Tomorrow
night I've got to go and see the ex.
I was hoping maybe you could watch
over them for a couple of hours for me.
Anytime you want a hand like that,
I'm happy to do it.
What do you reckon?
- Honestly?
- Yeah.
[BOTH GIGGLE]
[OFFICE HUBBUB]
[WOMAN COUGHS]
[POKER MACHINE ROLLS]
[WINNING TUNE]
[POKER MACHINE ROLLS]
[BEEPS]
[POKER MACHINE ROLLS]
[POKER MACHINE ROLLS]
[WINNING TUNE]
[APPLAUSE ON TV] ANNOUNCER: Our next
challenger is a turf farmer by day...
and an entertainer by night
who dreams of winning an Oscar.
From Kandinya in Victoria,
we welcome Rowan Clancy.
TROY: Oh fucking hell,
Alex, your feet stink.
GAME SHOW HOST: Now
you sell grass for a living then,
is that right mate?
CONTESTANT:
Yes, instant lawn, Glenn.
GAME SHOW HOST:
Oh, sorry, sorry.
My fault there. My fault.
[AUDIENCE GIGGLES]
But tell us more about Draculas.
That sounds like a lot of fun.
[SILENCE]
JEFFERY: So Jamie,
how's that girl you're seeing?
She's pretty good.
Seen her lately?
- I saw her on the weekend.
- Oh yeah.
[BIRD CHIRPS]
Doing alright with her?
- Her parents like me.
- Oh yeah, you met them?
Good.
NICHOLAS:
So what's the girl's name?
JAMIE: I'm not telling you.
You might steal her.
[NICHOLAS LAUGHS]
JEFFERY:
When are you seeing her again?
- JAMIE: Probably on the weekend.
- JEFFERY: Oh yeah.
[BIRD CHIRPS]
What do you reckon?
Not too bad?
NICHOLAS: Good.
Hey Jeffery, can we watch that
kangaroo movie again?
Kangaroo movie?
Which one's that?
The one that the kangaroo hops on.
Umm...
Ohh...
JEFFERY:
Turn to your side.
Look at the camera.
JEFFERY:
Put your arms up.
Put your hands
behind your head.
JEFFERY:
Turn to me.
[BIRD CHIRPS]
[DOOR KNOCKS]
BARRY: Hello, anyone home?
[VIDEO GAME PLAYS]
- BARRY: Is your Mum here, mate?
- ALEX: Yes.
BARRY:
Scratching the hairs on your arse.
[DOOR OPENS / CLOSES]
- Nice bickie?
- Yep.
You must be Elizabeth.
ELIZABETH:
I am, mate.
- You know who I am?
- I do.
- Mind if I sit down?
- Help yourself, mate.
So, nice area.
You been here long?
Yeah, I have.
So we've heard.
Mmm.
I've got something to tell you,
Dizzy Lizzie.
[VIDEO GAME PLAYS]
[UNINTELLIGIBLE CONVERSATION
IN THE BACKGROUND]
NICHOLAS:
Thanks, Mum.
Do you want eggs, boys?
Here you go, babe.
- ELIZABETH: Sweetheart.
- Thanks, Mum.
Here, sweetheart.
[PAN CLANKS]
ELIZABETH:
Yummy?
Good boys.
ELIZABETH [YELLING]:
What have you done, Jeffery?
What have you fucking done?
What have you fucking done
to my fucking boys?
What?
I said fucking what?
What have you fucking done?
What? What?
Fucking what?
Tell me now!
My boys!
Fucking what?
Fucking what!
Jeffery!
I'm gonna fucking kill you!
Fuck you!
Fuck you!
[CRYING]
[DIAL TONE]
OPERATOR:
Northern Police.
I need to make a
statement about my boys.
OPERATOR:
What address, please?
As soon as possible, please.
[ELIZABETH SNIFFS]
ELIZABETH: Yep.
( CONGREGATION SINGS )
What a friend we have in Jesus
All our sins and grief to bear
What a privilege to carry
Everything to God in prayer
O what peace we often forfeit
O what needless pain we bear
All because we do not carry
[SINGING STOPS]
Would you bow with me in prayer.
Lord, as we depart this place in the
name of Christ Jesus...
be with us in our waking...
and our sleeping
and our raising...
and our getting up
and our going out...
until we meet again
in the week to come.
In the name of Christ Jesus.
I really miss you, you know?
I love you so much.
Give it one more try, huh?
Don't know.
I miss seeing the boys.
[ELIZABETH SIGHS]
I miss seeing you.
[DRUMS PLAYING LOUDLY]
Hey!
Cut it out.
[BRAKES SCREECHES]
Boys, inside!
[CAR DOOR OPENS / CLOSES]
Boys!
MAN ON TV #1:
You're right. I was lucky there.
- But I can't forgive him.
- MAN ON TV #2: Well nobody's asking you to.
MAN ON TV #1: Well what
the hell do you all want, then?
MAN ON TV #2: I just want
you to give yourself a break.
Stop making out
like you don't care.
- MAN ON TV #1: I don't.
- MAN ON TV #2: That's crap, Angel.
You lost your father.
Jamie.
MAN ON TV #1:
What are you, a shrink?
MAN ON TV #2:
No. No, I'm your best mate.
MAN ON TV #2:
Get off the tracks!
MAN ON TV #1:
Don't be stupid. It's safe.
MAN ON TV #2:
Obviously it's not.
[BIKE REVS]
[BIKE CONTINUES TO REV]
[BIKE REVS GET LOUDER]
[VOICES SINGING]
For he's a jolly good fat cunt
For he's a jolly good fat cunt
With an ugly beard as well
JOHN: What do you call twenty five
lesbians stacked up on top of each other?
MAN: No idea.
JOHN:
A block of flaps.
[GROUP LAUGHS]
JOHN:
You like that one, Barry?
You like that one?
[LAUGHTER]
- Gidday, mate. I'm John.
- Morning, babe.
- JOHN: How're you doing?
- It's Jamie.
- You alright?
- Pretty good.
JOHN:
Nice to meet you.
Take a seat, mate.
You hungry, yeah?
I've got some bacon and eggs going.
Do you want that?
- Yeah.
- Yeah? Alright.
- JOHN: You hungry again, mate?
- NICHOLAS: Yes.
You eat like a fucking horse,
you do, don't you?
You want some eggs
and bacon and everything?
- Yes, please.
- Yeah?
Sausages?
You want a sausage too, Jamie?
- JAMIE: Yep.
- Yep.
JOHN:
Alright. There we go.
I'll just get this up then I'll look
after you, alright?
Jamie mate, I'm really sorry if I woke
you up last night too, mate.
Just had to deal with that fucking
prick across the road, eh?
BARRY:
Don't worry about it, Jamie.
John'll take care of that bit of shit.
It's just not alright, mate,
you know what I mean?
I mean, if the kids were
from the fucking city...
I bet they'd look after them real
quick, you know what I mean?
He wouldn't be out on bail in a
fucking day, would he?
[DOOR OPENS / CLOSES]
ELIZABETH:
This is my eldest boy, Troy.
Gidday, mate. I'm John.
How are you?
Jesus, a barrel of
fucking laughs, he is.
What, did he have a big night, love?
ELIZABETH:
I'd assume so, yes.
Live one, is he?
ELIZABETH:
Absolutely.
[DRUMS PLAYING LOUDLY]
Troy, cut it out!
I don't think he likes us.
Is that it?
[LAUGHTER]
Troy, come on!
BARRY:
I'm late.
Yeah, give it a go, mate.
BARRY: Been having pains.
[CAR ENGINE CHOKING]
Yeah?
I'm craving gherkins and cheese.
Yeah?
I think I might be pregnant.
[ELIZABETH LAUGHS]
[CAR ENGINE REVS]
ELIZABETH: Woo-hoo! Yeah!
Alright!
JOHN: There you go.
[CHEERING]
[BIKE HONKS]
Alright, grab the straps.
That's it.
Give us a look.
Make sure you hold on
really tight for me, alright?
ELIZABETH: There you go.
On you get.
Hold on tight! Hold on properly.
JOHN: Nice and tight, mate.
You ready?
Got his foot in foot peg? That's it.
Hold on tight, babe!
[ICE CREAM VAN
MELODY PLAYS]
There you go.
- What do you say?
- Thank you.
- Thank you. Good one.
- VENDOR: That's a good boy.
- There you go.
- Thank you.
- VENDOR: I like to hear manners.
- JOHN: Yeah, good on ya. Hey?
JOHN: Come here.
Come here. There you go.
Chuck it at the house.
There you go, mate.
Chuck it out.
Chuck it at the house. Go on.
[KIDS AND JOHN LAUGH]
Come here,
come here, come here.
Have a look.
Come on, come on.
[ALL CHUCKLE]
Oi! Good work.
Anyone touch my kids,
I'm going to go honey over
a fucking bullants' nest.
JOHN: Yeah,
and rightly so, mate.
Rightly so.
Or a hungry rat in a tube and let
them eat their fucking dick off.
- Right.
- You know, full on.
Those fucking dirty bastards
deserve-- [JOHN LAUGHS]
- WOMAN: In a nutshell.
- In a nutshell.
- The system's fucked isn't it, really?
- VERNA: Full on.
Here's an example how
the system's fucked, right?
And I know you can go
along with this, Nige...
because this has happened
to your boys, hasn't it?
- Yes.
- JOHN: Now here we go.
They've got a police check, dont they?
To get into teaching at schools, right?
- MAN: Yep, and working.
- Absolutely.
- VERNA: And volunteering.
- A fucking police check, right?
So Claire across the road, right?
We all know her.
She's a great girl,
she's been studying for six years,
She's been studying to be a teacher.
She goes to get a fucking job,
she can't get a job...
because she stole a fucking
watch when she was 18.
But Mr. Fucking Bum Puncher,
your mates, mate.
BARRY: No, they're not my mates.
No, they're all your fucking friends,
Barry. We know, mate.
- Yeah, I know mate -
- They can just stroll into schools.
Just strolls into school, right?
WOMAN: Yeah,
you're a nasty character.
No, no, no fucking worries,
no fucking worries.
And takes my kiddie...
- to the fucking bathroom.
- Oh, there's the keys, mate. Absolutely.
There's your fucking keys.
The gents are just down the hall.
- Have a fiddle, on us. On us.
- WOMAN: Have a smorgasbord, mate.
And what did the
school do about that?
NIGEL: The school? The school
actually did absolutely nothing.
Nothing.
I honestly don't see an answer
to any of our questions.
- MAN: And when you--
- I don't see a solution to any of it.
I'm fuckin' sick to death of it,
I really am.
I've had a gutful, and sitting
around here talking about it,
it's all great, we're all venting.
That's fucking fantastic.
But it's happening right fuckin' now,
right while we're sitting here.
Some little kid's being
touched up.
WOMAN: But how difficult--
ELIZABETH: Can you please
go back in there with the boys?
I really don't want you here.
JOHN: No Jamie, it's
alright, mate. You can stay.
No John, I really don't want him
a part of this, John.
No, it's... it's alright.
It's alright love. He's a big boy.
He is going to learn more in
here than he is in--
BARRY:
Tell him to go back inside.
JOHN: Come here, mate.
Come here, mate.
I really don't want him in here,
John.
Hey hey, it's alright love.
It's alright.
He's a big boy. He's a big boy.
You want to sit down, mate?
- You want to join in? Yeah.
- Yeah, I want to sit down.
Rob, get up for him,
would ya?
Take a seat, mate.
- Do you want a beer?
- Yeah.
BARRY: You want to
push the legislation ...
up to the welfare and the
dogs too.
Hey, hey, it's alright.
It's alright.
I'm sleeping in the bedroom.
You've got the couch.
JOHN: How are you, mate?
- You want to join in the conversation?
- Yeah.
BARRY: You can't blame
every gay for being a paedophile.
I want to ask you a question.
Yes, you can.
Our queer friend here...
thinks that it's okay for poofter
teachers to teach at school.
What do you think about that?
- I don't know.
- Go on, mate.
Tell us what you really think.
We're all friends here.
I don't think they
should be doing that.
Don't think they should be
doing that, do you?
Touching up your friends.
Stay behind class, please,
I need to see ya.
That's not fucking right, is it?
BARRY: Well some boys know
what they want, don't they?
Shut up, Barry.
VERNA: They're children.
What do you reckon?
What should happen to 'em?
- Fucking kill 'em.
- Kill 'em.
WOMAN: Well done!
What, are you gonna go and kill the
rest of the world?
I could name 250 'round here.
( IN UNISON WITH WOMAN )
Shut up, Barry.
You've gotta take it in your own
hands because I bet you,
I bet you after you kick the shit--
I bet you after you kick the shit out
of that fucking pedo...
he's gonna put his cock away, and
he didn't touch no other kid after.
And that's exactly what me and Rob
are doing, aren't we mate?
- Right on.
- You know what I mean?
VERNA: There should be
more people like me doing it.
- You're right.
- There should be more people like you.
I mean, you should see the
hours that we put in.
You gotta take it into
your own hands.
- Morning, mate.
- JAMIE: Morning.
How'd you sleep?
Pretty good.
Come over here mate and pick that
up and put it in the bucket for me.
Just put all those in there.
Chuck them in the bucket.
And the tail, too.
- Head as well?
- Yeah, mate. All in.
Woo!
That was a fucking bastard,
wasn't it?
JAMIE: Yep.
In she goes.
Give it a go.
Go on mate, put your back into it.
That's enough.
JOHN: Pick up the bucket.
Get his fucking couch.
[DOG BARKS]
Pick up the bucket.
[GAME ARCADE SOUNDS]
[SOFT GUITAR PLAYS]
[MUSIC INTENSIFIES]
[UNINTELLIGIBLE
INSTRUCTIONS BY JOHN]
JOHN: That's it.
That's it.
You can go a bit slower if you want.
You're a natural, mate.
- You want to go up a gear?
- Yeah.
Yeah, alright.
Put your hand on the clutch,
clutch in, foot underneath the peg.
Up. There you go.
Release the clutch, give it a bit.
There you go. Look at that.
COMMENTATOR:
There's a man ...
back to normal square leg...
even perhaps sometimes
behind square leg...
when the left hander
bounces you.
That's where the
top edge can go...
Oi. What's on?
I don't know.
Is that your boyfriend?
What?
What are you gonna
do about it, punk?
- Fuck off.
- Come on.
What are you gonna do?
Let's go. Come on, what have you got?
Ya got nothing.
Come on pussy, get up.
Look at you,
just laying in bed.
Let's go. Come on, get up.
Let's go. Come on. Let's go.
What have you got?
Come on.
Come on, whaddya got?
What have you got, huh?
What have you got?
What have you got?
Come on.
TROY: Come on.
Fucking bitch.
Whaddya got?
COMMENTATOR:
--You can see his leg there.
Tries to to get it outside the line,
it's very close...
and you can see him straight
away looking back up at the umpire,
eyes wide open and that
is a sense of relief.
Wide World of Sports Memorabilia
is celebrating the performance by...
David Boon with the limited edition
seven hundred and fifty dollars
framed, including courier costs.
That's the phone number and...
have a look at the picture on
David on the bat there.
You can see this bat
beautifully framed, actually.
All the details of his
career down the side,
and that is painted on,
handpainted,
that picture of David Boon,
his personal signature.
And then that cross
shot appears,
that shot he played so well
down at the bottom --
[SNIFFLES]
[SNIFFLES]
JOHN: So how was
school today, boys?
NICHOLAS: Bad.
JOHN: Bad?
I thought you loved school, mate.
Isn't there some little girl that
you've got your eye on?
- What?
- Yeah?
Didn't you tell me about this
little girl you got your eye on?
What?
- Thought her name was Aleisha.
- No.
Cute little girl you were
telling me about last week.
You couldn't stop talking about her.
How's the food, Troy?
It's that good you're
eating it, is it?
GAVIN: Hey, John.
What are you going to
be doing with that, mate?
JOHN: Oh, I don't know, mate.
Think I might extend, mate.
Hey?
Oh, I'm thinking of extending, mate.
Get a new room out here.
- GAVIN: Room extension?
- JOHN: Yeah.
Yeah, I'm thinking an entertainment
system or something.
GAVIN:
Go the whole nine yards.
Yeah, mate. A big screen TV,
subbies, whole nine yards.
That'd be alright, wouldn't it?
When's opening night?
JOHN: Oh yeah,
it's coming on.
[GIGGLES]
You'll get the opening
night ticket for sure.
- He's off his fucking tree.
- Yeah.
JOHN: Hey love,
can we get some water, please?
In the army, I was a sniper rifle.
I shot hundreds of people
when I was doing...
when we were in the ...
when you're in the barracks,
there's about sixteen --
BARRY: The Trip.
That's what he's known as.
He's a nasty sadist.
Anything under 1 6 is fine by him.
He lives at 1 6 Wilson Lane.
[THOMAS KEEPS TALKING
IN THE BACKGROUND]
Then there's Jason Fry.
At 21 Chester Road.
Runs his fingers through his arse...
And then he sits down the park all
day watching and wanking.
Then there's Barry Stone.
JOHN: Hang on, mate.
And they get down and they
run around in trees...
and whoever's left on the ground,
they shoot in the face.
Alright.
BARRY: Barry Stone
At 203 Bourke Road.
Chucks kids' parties for all the
methadone mothers.
He's got one pocketful of jubes.
The other pocket's cut out
and he's playing snakes.
They don't know where the kids are,
they don't know where he is.
Then there's Tony
"The Frog" Thompson--
JOHN: Hang on, mate.
- Tony "The Frog"--
- Hang on.
[THOMAS TALKING TO HIMSELF]
Then there's Tony "The Frog"
Thompson.
He's a nasty bit of work.
And I want in on him, John.
He lives at 225 Alexander Place.
And he just smashes 'em.
Sodomises 'em on the
lounge room floor and ...
And I know.
He's a fucking faggot.
When somebody tells you--
BARRY: Drives an old Valiant.
--you go up to the front and you
try to shoot bullets around them.
When the tanks come ...
JOHN: Is that it?
Yeah, that's all I've got.
Where'd you pick him up from?
Someone's gotta have someone, John.
THOMAS: --very happy because
it's what you're paid to do.
You can go home and you try to have a
proper life but you can't.
When your Commander tells
you to move on, you move on.
If you got ... get shot, well then that's
too bad, that's part of your life-
[SOFT MELANCHOLY
MUSIC FADES IN]
JAMIE: Hmm...
Do you think Liz is gonna
like this?
JAMIE: What?
JOHN: Think your Mum's
gonna like this?
Oh, probably not, but who cares?
I reckon I look good, mate.
Hey, do you mind if I stay over?
Of course, mate.
You're more than welcome.
You alright?
- Yeah.
- Yeah?
- You hungry?
- Yeah.
Alright.
[MELANCHOLY MUSIC
KEEPS PLAYING]
[MUSIC FADES OUT]
JOHN: Do you like snow peas?
Don't know.
Never had them before.
You've never had snow
peas before?
No.
Look out.
Well don't wait for me
or anything.
Mixing it all together.
- Not too hot?
- No, it's good.
It's good?
It's what they call a green curry.
Is that because of the peas?
It's probably because it's green.
Rice is a bit overcooked.
Sorry about that.
That's alright.
Tastes good anyway.
- Huh?
- Tastes good anyway.
Do you like being fucked?
What?
Do you like being fucked?
No.
So why not do something
about it?
Because all I ever see
you do is sook, mate.
- I do not.
- No?
What'd you do about Jeffery?
Fucking nothing.
You see me and
Robert moping around?
Hmm?!
No, you don't...
because you do that
and they fuck you forever.
Do you want that, do you?
When are ya gonna
grow some balls, mate?
You ever shot a gun before?
Well go on, pick it up,
see how it feels.
Feel good?
Yeah?
Do you wanna shoot it?
Yeah?
Shoot it.
At what?
Shoot the dog.
Come on. Come here.
Come here. Good girl.
Come here. Good girl.
Shoot the dog.
No.
No?
Why not?
She's my dog, mate.
I don't really give a shit.
Oh look, mate.
You don't even have to look at her.
You just shoot it.
Yeah?
Come here. Kelly, come here.
Get up.
You want to do something
about this?
Shoot the dog.
Go on, mate. Shoot it.
Shoot it.
Shoot the fucking dog!
[GUN SHOT]
[DOG DROPS, YELPS]
[DOG YELPS]
Dog's not dead.
Give me the gun.
Give it to me.
[GUN SHOT]
[BEEP]
BARRY ON ANSWERING
MACHINE: Hello, Chris?
It's is your brother, Barry.
I thought you should know
I'm on my way to Queensland.
I don't know if I'm going to hitch
all the way, or catch the bus.
I should be there
in a couple of days.
Don't reckon I'll be
home for a while, mate.
Can you tell Mum?
See ya, mate.
[ALARM BEEPS]
[ALARM STOPS]
[BUBBLING SOUND]
[DOOR CREEKS OPEN]
ELIZABETH: Yeah, go and
load it up, babe. I'm hungry.
- JOHN: Yeah?
- JOHN: Yeah.
JOHN: You didn't eat
much lunch today, did ya?
ELIZABETH: No.
- You hungry, boys?
- Yeah.
Okay, who wants a bit of mash?
Yeah.
Is that enough for you or
you want some more?
- More.
- More.
- Please.
- Good manners, mate.
- That'll do.
- That'll do?
- What about you?
- I'll have some. Just a bit.
JOHN: I'm going to need
some help tomorrow with umm...
with some stuff out the back,
boys, alright?
JAMIE: Ah-hmm.
JOHN: We're going to move some
rubbish in some bags.
Alright?
- NICHOLAS: Yep.
- ALEX: Yeah.
Oi.
You're going to eat your
vegetables tonight, aren't you?
Because if you don't,
you're not going anywhere.
MAN ON TV: I don't want to boast, but
we had a terrific year in chemicals.
We developed the bastard white
out which takes 45 minutes to dry.
The bastard pencil. The lead
is broken every centimetre.
But the big one's finally come
through and we've developed ...
the bastard cellophane for wrapping
sweets for picture theatres.
[HORN]
JOHN: Gidday, Ray.
How're you going, John?
Good, mate. And you?
Oh, yeah.
You're a bit close, aren't ya?
No worries, John.
I'm gonna get going.
[SPITS]
JOHN: How long has
he been out there?
SUZANNE: I'm not sure.
JOHN: You keeping an eye on him for me?
SUZANNE: Yeah,
of course I am, John.
Don't worry about him.
He's harmless.
JOHN: You know that's not true, love.
SUZANNE: Well why?
What have you heard?
That he's been down the
school again, flashing himself.
SUZANNE [CHUCKLES]:
I haven't heard nothing like that.
Seems okay. He's very quiet,
keeps to himself.
I don't mind.
Here, have something to eat.
You look all tense.
Oh, thanks love.
Don't worry about him.
Turn around.
What's up?
You alright?
Cat lost your tongue?
- Yours. Yours!
- No, yours.
Hey, fucking watch the water.
[GURGLING]
Fuck this wind.
[GURGLING]
GAVIN: I've had
some fuckin' women, but...
it's been a while since I've
actually had some true love.
Mate, do you know,
I don't know if you've felt
it before but...
the last romantic thing I can
remember doing, bro,
you know, like I say,
it's been a while,
and I wined and dined her, you know,
did the whole nine yard thing.
Hmm...
I booked a hotel on
Glen Osmond Road,
took her to a hotel- I think it's
called Eagle On The Hill, right?
It's a real classy
restaurant dude, right?
Cost me hundreds of dollars
obviously to pay for it.
But she was worth it, mate.
She was beautiful,
you know what I mean?
- I loved her.
- Yeah, I know.
Yeah, wined and dined her,
you know what I mean?
And afterwards, I think it's called
Windy Point, or whatever it is.
- It's a lookout, right?
- Up in the hills?
Up in the hills, alright?
Which was beautiful,
know what I mean?
Got into each other,
got a little bit heated,
you know what I mean?
But in that loving, caring,
sort of nurturing feeling way.
Yeah, yeah.
And umm...
And took her back to the hotel room,
and you know,
it wasn't fucking,
you know, and see you later.
There was something more to it,
you know?
Substance, mate. Substance.
I miss it.
GAVIN: So what's he going
to do with this now?
[LIGHTER CLICKS, GURGLING]
JAMIE: He was talking
about making a bomb shelter.
GAVIN [CHUCKES]: Who the
fuck's gonna bomb us, brother?
[BOTH CHUCKLE]
I don't know, man.
Shit.
Yeah, he's got some big ideas.
ELIZABETH:
Jamie, just go.
- Just fuckin' go. Just go!
- What's up, Mum?
- Just--
- She said fuck off!
What the fuck?
Everything alright?
Just go, mate. Drive.
[BEEP]
RAY ON ANSWERING MACHINE:
Hello, Suzanne.
It's Ray.
I've met some girl...
and I don't need to stay in
the caravan anymore.
If I've left anything behind...
you can keep it.
It's all yours.
Thanks, sweetheart.
Bye.
Where's John?
He's not here, mate.
What happened?
We had a fight.
Don't fuck this up, Mum.
[RAIN FALLING]
- You still up, mate?
- Yeah, I guess.
- You been roo shooting?
- Yeah.
- Give us a hand?
- Yeah, sure.
Lord, I just want to lift
Lynn to you today.
Thank you for bringing her back to us...
and just pray continue to
encourage her...
and bless her,
comfort her as she grieves
the loss of her grandfather...
together with other
family members...
who will be grieving his
loss as well.
Okay, thank you.
Is there anyone else who'd like to...
to share anything with the
congregation this morning?
Elizabeth?
Do you want to come
out the front,
or do you rather me bring
the microphone to you?
I'll stand here.
Is that okay?
Yeah, I can bring it to you.
That's alright.
ELIZABETH:
Thanks, mate.
- MAN: It's ok, love. Go on.
- Thanks, mate.
WOMAN: It's ok, love.
You'll be alright.
I just... I wanted to say...
PASTOR: It's okay.
I just really love my family,
love my boys, mate.
PASTOR: Okay, thanks Elizabeth,
for sharing that.
Okay, is there anyone else
who would like to...
share anything with the
congregation?
- MARCUS: Went fishing.
- ELIZABETH: Did you catch anything?
- MARCUS: Yeah, tommy rough.
- ELIZABETH: Yeah?
Yeah, got a freezer full at home now.
You should come over.
ELIZABETH: That's alright.
- Bring the boys.
- Yep.
We can have a barbie, hey Dave?
Be nice to get 'em away.
Something different.
Yeah, that's right.
No, they should come down
one weekend. Be good.
- JOHN: You alright?
- Oh, hey John.
- Good to see you, mate.
- Yeah, you too mate.
- Marcus gave us a lift home.
- Oh yeah.
You remember David?
Yeah. Gidday, mate.
MARCUS: I was just
tellin' Liz...
Dave got himself an
apprenticeship, John.
- JOHN: Did he?
- Yeah, a mechanic.
JOHN: That's cool.
MARCUS: Dave's been at the
job two weeks now.
JOHN:
Two weeks? Look out.
[ELIZABETH COUGHS]
How's it been going?
It's alright.
MARCUS: As long
as he sticks with it.
Away he goes.
JOHN: It's a bit dirty is it,
mate?
Jesus, mate. They're flash.
What do you call those?
They're Nike Airs.
They must have cost a bit.
They did.
First week's pay and all.
Why not?
Splash out.
Yeah.
Why not?
What do you call them?
Cheap.
Have a look at your brother.
Looks like a fucking monkey up there.
Let's go. Come on.
No, mate.
No monkey in me.
Chicken shit.
Come on, get up here.
JOHN: Chicken shit?
- No mate, I'm alright down here.
- Come on.
Let's go. Come on!
[BOTH LAUGHING]
Thanks, chief.
[BIRDS CHIRPING]
[LAUGHTER ON TV]
WOMAN ON TV: Shall I,
be it again?
[LAUGHTER ON TV]
WOMAN ON TV: That's right,
I'm being an idiot, aren't I?
Would the boys and girls
care to join in?
Ooh! Here's Glenn.
- Hello.
- JOHN: Hey.
MAN ON TV: Hello.
Hello Mary.
What are you being?
WOMAN ON TV: If you'd been
here on time Glen--
How was the movie?
- Pretty shit.
- Yeah?
- Where's Mum?
- She's asleep.
Right.
Oi!
Where's my hug?
Come here.
Big hug, big hug. Squeeze.
Arghh!
Alright, goodnight.
Sleep well.
Oh, you want a kiss, do ya?
Want your kiss down there?
Just letting you know,
I spilt some milk.
- Oh, did ya?
- Yep.
You gonna make me
clean it up, are ya?
Yep.
What happened to your hand?
[CLEARS THROAT]
Come on.
Come and say hello to Barry.
JOHN: Put your hands
on top of your head.
[JAMIE SPITS, SNIFFLES]
- Take a deep breath.
- ROBERT: Fucking told you...
- he's as weak as piss--
- Shut up, mate.
Get him a glass of water
[JAMIE BREATHS UNEASILY]
He was a waste, Jamie.
He was a fucking junkie.
Fuck, it wasn't his fault!
Calm the fuck down.
Calm the fuck down.
- Piss off!
- You wanna go me, huh?
You wanna fuckin' go me? Uh?
You wanna go me, do you? Uh?
Club me in the fuckin'
head again, mate. Go on.
OK! Hey! Hey!
[JAMIE CRIES]
- Piss off!
- Hey, come here.
He was my fucking friend.
He was a fucking junkie.
He was my friend.
Come on, look at me.
What?
He was my fucking friend,
and you killed him.
He fucking deserved it, mate.
Come here. Come here.
Calm down.
Calm down.
Calm down. Calm down.
Hey? Calm down.
What if that was your mother?
What if that was one of
your brothers, hey?
He was my fucking friend.
And he was a fucking waste,
wasn't he?
Big fucking junkie, eh?
I'm only looking after you, mate.
- I'm looking after you.
- Let go!
I'm looking after you.
[JAMIE TAKES DEEP
QUICK BREATHS]
When you calm
the fuck down...
you do what you need to do.
That's his card.
Alright?
Fuck you.
Go and pack his clothes up.
Go on.
Fuck you, man.
Get out of here.
[METALLIC BANGING
SOUND FADES IN]
[SLOW GUITAR FADES IN]
[MUSIC AND METALLIC
BANGING CONTINUE]
[METALLIC BANGING
AND MUSIC FADE OUT]
VERNA: There's this chick that I
know, known her for a lot of years,
And she had this boyfriend,
partner, thing, whatever.
And she actually found that guy in
bed with her daughter.
JOHN:
How old was his daughter?
She was about six or
seven at the time.
She kicked him out for maybe,
I don't know, 48 hours...
then took him back into her
home with that daughter...
and just let him live there.
Just let that fucker live
in her house.
JOHN: You wouldn't do that,
would ya?
- VERNA: Fuck no.
- JOHN: What would you do?
VERNA: Oh, first chance
I got, I would fucking...
probably skin his penis.
What about you, Nigel?
What would you do, mate?
NIGEL: Shove a .38 up his
arse and pull the trigger.
- That's it?
- VERNA: That's too easy.
JOHN: What do you reckon
before that?
Come on, I know.
I can see something in you.
There's something else you'd do
before that, wouldn't you?
Yeah, I'd kick the absolute
fuck out of him. Cut his throat.
Yeah. Break every
fuckin' bone in his body.
Cut his cock off, shove it
in his mouth. See ya later.
VERNA: Say, 'how the
fuck do you like it?'
Put a fucking candle
in the cock eye,
see you later, happy birthday
and then up the arse, right?
NIGEL: Just shove some bloody
waterproof match heads up his dick.
ROBERT: Fucking nice.
What about you, mate.
What would you do?
Don't be a fucking pussy, mate.
Have a go.
- ELIZABETH: Stop it, John.
- Stop what?
Just your mean shit.
Are you saying it's okay
for these people...
to just go on with what
they're doing?
WOMAN: You should just
get 'em all in one--
It's just not even about that
anymore, mate.
WOMAN:
-- And blow them all up.
What are you even
fucking talking about, Liz?
It's not about that.
It's not fucking mean if you kick the
shit out of some diseased prick.
He fucking deserves it.
It's an Australian fucking
tradition anyway.
Hey?
Look at Anzac Day,
for Christ's sake.
The whole country applauds
a bunch of blokes...
who killed and tortured men,
don't they?
Why do they do that?
Because they fucking deserved it,
didn't they?
See, I don't get it. What's the
difference between me ...
putting the boot in a
fucking pink one...
- and them killing a yellow cunt?
- You don't have a badge.
- I don't have a badge?
- You don't have a badge.
That's it.
Where's my fucking parade?
WOMAN: Yeah, where's your day?
JOHN: You find something
funny, mate?
What do you think about this?
If they don't touch me,
I don't care.
That'd be right, wouldn't it?
MARK: Well that attitude is
why it keeps going on, isn't it?
VERNA: Not going to wait
for you to protect my kids.
MARK: Leave it.
Leave him out of it.
Hmm.
You wanna say something, Troy?
MAN: People like that
just walk away.
VERNA: Exactly. People that walk
away and shut their fucking eyes -
MARCUS: He's the smart one.
VERNA: Why is he the smart one,
walking away?
He's just shutting his eyes to
something that's so real and out there.
No, he just doesn't need to
be here, listening to all this...
bravado about what you do.
Like, honestly.
Would you do that shit?
I came here for dinner, alright?
VERNA: Well you had your dinner,
now fuck off.
GROUP [SINGING]:
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday to you
You look like a monkey
And you smell
like one too!
- Hip hip!
- Hooray!
[PARTY HORNS BLOW]
Wow, a Sega game!
[MELANCHOLY MUSIC PLAYS]
[LAUGHTER]
[MUSIC FADES OUT]
[BANGING, GROANS]
TROY: What the fuck!
[TROY YELLS]
[FIGHTING NOISES]
[TROY SCREAMS]
- JOHN: Get his head. Got it?
- ROBERT: Yep.
JOHN: Yep!
[HANDCUFFS CLOSING]
[TROY GRUNTS]
JOHN: Yes!
[TROY GRUNTS, SCREAMS]
[UNINTELLIGIBLE CONVERSATION]
[TROY SCREAMS]
JOHN: Turn the telly on.
[TROY SCREAMS]
[FISHING SHOW
PLAYS LOUDLY ON TV]
TROY: No!
Get the fucking bag.
[TROY YELLS]
[SCREAMS]
Fuck off!
[TROY SCREAMS]
[SCREAMS FAINT]
[KIDS SHOUTING]
JOHN: Get back
in here now.
I said fuckin' now.
[KETTLE WHISTLES]
[JOHN SIGHS]
You gotta see this.
Come on.
Get up.
[HEAVY BREATHING]
I can't fucking take it anymore, Mum.
Can't fuckin' take it anymore, Mum.
I don't want to fucking live here.
I don't wanna fucking live here.
I'm going away.
I'm going away.
Don't you fucking call me.
Don't you fucking call me.
I fucking hate you.
I fucking hate you.
[CLICKS RECORDER]
Troy.
Hey, hey.
Look who's here.
Jamie.
JOHN: What did I say?
TROY:
I'm sorry, master.
Please forgive me.
I'm sick.
- Good boy.
- Cure me.
Good boy.
[TROY GAGS]
[TROY STOPS GAGGING]
Stop.
Head up, head up.
Again.
[TROY GAGS]
[METALLIC RATTLING]
[GAGS]
Stop.
[TROY BREATHS]
Again.
[GAGS]
Stop.
[TROY BREATHS]
Again.
[TROY GAGS]
Stop.
[TROY BREATHS]
Again.
Stop.
[TROY BREATHS]
And again.
Just fucking do it!
[TROY GAGS]
JOHN: Stop.
[JAMIE CRIES]
[TROY GAGS]
[JAMIE CRIES]
[TROY GAGS]
[RATTLING STOPS]
[BREATHING STOPS]
[JAMIE CRIES]
Hey.
Hey.
Good boy.
Good boy.
Come on, Jamie.
[BRAKES SCREECH,
ENGINE STOPS]
How was your weekend?
- Good. Yep.
- Was it good?
You sure? Were you good?
Were you good?
Yeah, I was good.
[ELIZABETH SNIFFLES]
What was the fight about?
Money.
Do you know where he went?
[BEEP]
TROY ON ANSWERING MACHINE:
Mum, it's me, Troy.
I've gotta get away.
I can't fucking take it anymore, Mum.
I don't wanna fucking live here.
I fucking hate you, Mum.
Don't you fucking call me.
I'm going away.
[BEEP]
WOMAN ON ANSWERING MACHINE:
Hello Mum?
I just wanted to call and tell you
that I've met someone...
And his name's Andy.
Andy wants me to
live up north...
so I'm going to.
Don't worry, you'd like him.
He's not like the others.
Love you.
Bye.
[BEEP]
JOHN:
Hi Mum, it's me, Fred.
FRED:
Hi Mum, it's me, Fred.
JOHN:
I'm on my way to Perth.
FRED:
I'm on my way to Perth.
[SHOWER RUNNING]
JOHN:
I met a really nice girl.
FRED:
I met a really nice girl.
JOHN: I'll be back some
time after Christmas.
FRED: I'll be back some
time after Christmas.
JOHN:
Bye.
FRED:
Bye.
DOCTOR:
How are you, alright?
Mm-hmm.
So Fred, tell me, how long
have you been schizophrenic?
- Um, a couple of years now.
- Have you seen a psychiatrist?
Yeah, I have.
The psychiatrist diagnosed
you with schizophrenia?
- Yeah.
- Okay.
What's the symptoms of what you
usually have with the schizophrenia?
Um, a lot of stuff.
A lot of stuff. Like headaches?
- Yeah.
- Do you have negative thoughts?
Yeah.
So since you are on the medicine,
do you feel different?
- Do you feel better?
- Nuh.
You're supposed to sleep
with such medication.
What about your mind?
Do you think it's not working
properly sometimes?
- No.
- Not at all.
Here you are, Fred.
There's your certificate.
Just lodge them at a Centrelink.
I'll see you later.
Have you got your
Medicare card?
OK. Just sign next to the cross.
SOCIAL WORKER:
Okay, that all looks fine.
We'll reactivate your payments
at the end of the day.
You'll receive your first
payment a week from today.
So what I need you to do now
Fred is sign here for me.
It's the 23rd.
'98.
Okay.
Okay, that's it, Fred.
Any other questions?
JOHN: So who is he?
He's Gary.
He's just a spastic.
So you know him?
Yeah, sort of.
Would anyone miss him?
I don't know.
This is my pet python snake.
It's a ju-jungle python snake.
It comes from the ah,
top of Queensland.
It's a bit nasty, and um,
it's about two years old...
and you can buy these um,
rats from a pet store.
It's about five dollars a-a box.
Yeah, anyway...
Would you like to s-see me um,
feeding the snake, Jamie?
JAMIE: Yeah, sure.
GARY: See how he's eating?
Yeah, he's beautiful,
isn't he Jamie?
Um, this one's a um,
jungle python.
- JOHN: Is it?
- Yes.
Um, he gets about eight
feet long and um,
he comes from Queensland,
north of Queensland.
- JOHN: Yeah.
- Yeah.
GARY: And his name's Bill Murray.
- JOHN: Bill Murray?
- GARY: Yeah, and um--
[DISTURBING MUSIC PLAYS]
[THUNDER]
For fuck sake, Verna,
can you get 'em out of here?
What do you want me to do?
Clean the house,
look after the kids.
Just take the kids away, will ya?
If you manned up once in a
while I wouldn't have to.
Oh for fuck's sake, just do
it, will ya?
Alright kids, out!
Out.
Out back.
We'll leave the boys alone to talk
about their private girly business.
- Thanks.
- VERNA: Pussy.
- MARK: Moll.
- Out back!
Come on, all of you!
Jesus, mate, you're going to
have to put a leash on that.
MARK: You got one big enough?
JOHN: I could make one.
Might take a while, but.
MARK: I've been meaning to
talk to you about that, John.
JOHN: Why is that?
Me and Verna got into a bit
of a blue the other night.
Drunk, carrying on.
She ended up starting
to call me names.
You know, saying I was a pussy
and I don't fuck her properly.
Do you, mate?
Well, how do you, really?
You tell me.
Roll her around first in flour
to find the wet spot.
- You alright, mate?
- Yeah.
We got bluing and...
when she called me a pussy,
it just sort of come out.
I said, 'if I'm a pussy, why is it
that I can bury blokes?'
So she sort of knows
what's going on, John.
And I told her, mate.
I said, look, if you say
anything to anyone...
I'll put you and the kids
out in the streets.
She won't say nothing, mate.
So I feel really shit.
Just really sorry, John.
She won't say anything, mate.
- Promise ya.
- It's alright, mate.
- Sorry, John. I feel awful.
- Don't worry about it.
It happens.
You look like a fucking
ghost hit ya.
Yeah.
Oi.
It's alright to smile.
[MARK LAUGHS AWKWARDLY]
I dare you to.
So how do ya fuck her, mate?
Step ladder.
Bucket.
Pull the bucket over her head
and hang on to the handle.
[LAUGHS LOUDLY]
It's strange, but Australia Post want
to give her her own postcode.
[JOHN & ROBERT LAUGH]
- There ya go, mate.
- Want me to stop by tonight?
No, you spend some time
with your family, mate.
- Alright.
- I'll call you tomorrow.
- No worries. Take it easy.
- Yeah, you too.
[DOOR CLOSES]
You gotta stop fucking
around with that shit, Jamie.
You fucking get off that shit.
Alright?
You fuckin' get off that shit.
Okay?
Yeah.
Look at me.
You don't need to worry, alright?
They're nobody, mate.
No one gives a shit.
They're nothing.
The neighbours barely fucking
notice when they go missing.
You did though, didn't you?
And your brothers.
You're lucky.
Aren't ya?
Good.
It's alright, mate.
Good boy.
It's alright.
I need you.
Better blow your fucking nose.
Go on.
I need you to take Alex away.
You right, mate?
[CAR DOOR CLOSES]
Come here.
VERNA ON RECORDING:
Mum, it's Verna.
I need to get away for a while.
Mark and I keep fighting.
I fucking hate his guts.
[SNIFFLES]
Can you watch the kids for me,
please?
Don't try and call me, Mum.
I'm sorry.
Bye.
DAVID: So where's this computer at?
JAMIE: Just north of Clare.
And he only wants two
hundred for it?
Yeah.
Is it any good?
I don't know.
Oh well, for 200
it's probably worth a look.
You coming in?
No, I'm happy here.
JOHN: What about you?
Did you call him yet?
Yeah, he doesn't want it.
[BUTTONS CLICKING]
Hi-ya!
Ya-way-ya-ya!
Ya!
I just killed ya. Ha, ha.
That was fun.
Flipping killed ya.
Have a go.
[DIAL TONE]
OPERATOR: Do you require
police, fire or ambulance?
What service do you require,
police, fire or ambulance?
Do you require police,
fire or ambulance?
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC FADES IN]
Where're we going?
Get in.
[MUSIC INTENSIFIES]
[METALLIC CLANK]
JOHN: Grab those bags.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC CONTINUES]
[SHOES SQUEAK]
[METALLIC CLANK]
[METALLIC BANGING]
JOHN: You coming, mate?
[SHOES SHUFFLE,
PLASTIC SHEET RUSTLING]
[CLOCK TICKING]
[JAMIE SNIFFS]
[BIRDS CHIRPING]
- Everything alright?
- Yeah, it's fine.
Got time for a beer?
Yeah, sure.
[PUB HUBBUB]
- MAN: How's your Dad been?
- Yeah, he's been alright.
- Still fishing?
- Yeah, doing a little bit.
Caught a fair bit of
whiting the other day.
Beautiful. Still goes to that same
patch he used to always go to?
DAVID: Yeah, yeah.
[METALLIC BANGING]
JAMIE: So is that
your girlfriend?
DAVID: Yeah.
JAMIE: How long have
you been with her?
DAVID: A couple of months.
JAMIE: She's pretty nice.
Yeah, she's great.
So does she go to school
or anything?
She's going to university next year.
Doing psychology.
Why are you asking?
Do you like her?
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC INTENSIFIES]
[DOOR CLOSES]
[SHOES SQUEAK]
Hey, John.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC
INTENSITY LOWERS]
[MUSIC STOPS]
[METALLIC BANGING]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
[SUBTITLES BY DVDTECH]