West (2007) - full transcript
Living in suburban Sydney, Pete and Jerry aren't just cousins, they're best friends. Jerry falls in love and starts a relationship with Cheryl, though he knows Pete likes her too. Pete, a small-time drug dealer, doesn't understand why Jerry suddenly wants to settle down and make plans (he gets a job at a fast-food place and works for a pittance). Then Pete has to lie low with his dealing for a while because the police are tailing him and Jerry gets him a job at the chicken restaurant. But Pete makes trouble and walks out, losing Jerry his job as well.
(slow paced music)
(light humming)
- [Jerry] Winner!
(both men shouting)
- [Pete] Woo!
Yeah!
(bottle clanging)
Let's have a smoke.
Oh yeah.
- I still got no idea what
I'm gonna do this year.
- You just see what happens.
That's what we did last year.
(Jerry chuckles)
- And nothing happened.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
- [Pete] Cheers to nothing.
(bottles clanging)
- Yeah, but,
better to make some plans.
- Plans?
- Yeah.
Better to be safe than sorry.
- Man, you make plans,
they fuck up, you get depressed.
Better not to plan anything man.
Just, y'know, let it go, y'know.
(both chuckle)
Yeah.
- Let's go.
- No, not yet.
You reckon she'll be there?
(Jerry chuckles)
- She's always there.
What makes you think she likes you anyway?
- Why?
What makes you think she like you?
- Don't know!
Why wouldn't she?
- Why would she is the real question.
(both chuckle)
Can't get much better than her.
You sure she's gonna be there?
- How the fuck am I supposed to know?
Come on, let's go.
Come on!
(liquid bubbling)
(slow rock music)
(fast rock music)
♪ It scares me 'cause I'm not scared ♪
♪ But it I'm not scared does that mean I care. It enlightens me ♪
♪ To think of you and all the crazy shit we used to do ♪
- G'day Cheryl.
You're looking good.
- Compliment Pete? Do you want something?
- Oh, I have to think about that.
The question is, do you want something?
- How 'bout putting a
smile on my face Pete?
- I'll put a smile on your face.
There's this horse that
walks into a pub, right?
And the barman says, "Why the long face?"
How's that?
What?
What's wrong Cheryl?
That's a, that's a fucking good joke?
Hey, don't you get it?
Horse walks into a pub.
Horse, y'know, horse, long face.
- Yeah, Pete, I get it.
- Now you got a long face.
You want some dope, is
that why you're here?
I got 50s and 20s.
How much you got?
- Jerry here?
(people chattering)
- How's it going Pete?
- Going all right.
- Fuckin' give us one
of them on tick mate?
- "Do not ask for credit,
as refusal may offend."
(Kenwood chuckles)
- Don't smoke it all.
- I won't.
- Better not.
Oh, go Mick your taxi's here mate!
Boo!
Boo!
Oh next time Mickey!
See ya mate.
- Stay good!
- [Jerry] Say g'day to Al!
- [Pete] I bet he fucks her.
- [Mick] He's gonna try,
but that doesn't mean that she'll let him.
- Yeah, he'll get her
stoned, then he'll fuck her.
- Well, if you're so worried,
you shouldn't have given him the pot.
- Well what was I supposed to
do, he's my fuckin' cousin.
- Yeah, well you never give
dope to anyone else do ya?
Oh like, yeah yeah, like, thanks,
but you know what I mean?
Like if you were going to
give the pot to someone,
you should have given it
to her in the first place,
then you'd be the one fucking her.
- [Pete] Jerry would've got her anyway.
Always does.
- [Mick] You reckon?
- [Pete] Yep.
- I don't know even why you're so hassled,
you haven't even fucked her.
- If I'd fucked her I wouldn't
be missing anything would I?
- You know what I'd do if I was you?
If I had the money you have?
- What?
- Hire a pro.
Then you don't have to go through all
the bullshit of trying to get a fuck,
and not even getting one.
Pro's are money in the bank,
that's what my old man reckons.
- Your Dad?
- Yeah, I think he goes
to them all the time man.
He reckons there's some
real babes in there.
You just go and you can
have whichever one you want.
Have them every time.
He even reckons that there's some in there
that looks like Elle MacPherson.
Yeah.
- What about your old lady?
- Nah, she doesn't look a fuckin' thing
like Elle MacPherson.
(tense music)
- Ah, G'day Pete.
- Ah there he is.
It's old mate.
How ya goin', old mate?
Oh boys, you're here.
Oh good, good, good.
- What do you want?
- What do I want?
- Ahh, bit of smoko?
- Oh, smoko yeah that was it, yeah, yeah.
Got any that smoko left, Pete?
- Got any money yet?
- Same conundrum.
I got no money, he's got
the smoko, he wants money.
You blokes don't have any money do you?
- Nah.
- Nah, I did all mine on the pokies.
- It's not really workin', is it?
On the pokies, yeah.
Fuck those fucking pokies I tell you.
(men laughing)
(head thuds)
- [Kenny's Mate] Any
lobsters in there Kenny?
- You fucking prick.
- That's fucked.
- [Kenny] Where's the
fucking cash, mate, eh?
- Fuck off, you're not
getting fuckin' nothing!
Get your fucking hands off me!
Fuck you!
- [Man] Hey, hey.
- Hey, look at what we got there, eh?
Hey, should give Pete 50
of that for some dope!
- Nah, fuck him.
(men laughing)
- Yeah, nah, fuck him, fuck him.
You know when you said before
that I might get offended,
I did get fucking offended.
(men laughing)
How you goin' there Pete?
You right down there mate?
Bit groggy son?
(Pete grunts)
(men laughing)
Fuck, I felt that one go
all the way up my fucking arm.
(men laughing)
Let's go boys!
I like a relationship with
a bit of give and take.
He gives and I fuckin' take!
(slow tense music)
(Kenwood laughing)
(heavy breathing)
- [Cheryl] Hey, okay.
Wait, wait, okay, okay.
(Cheryl groaning)
- [Jerry] I fucked her.
- Fuck off!
I don't give a fuck.
- We'reonna go out again tomorrow night, ay?
What the fuck happened to you?
Hey?
- What the fuck does it look like?
- Who did it?
- Gary Kenwood.
Fuckin' asked for one on tick.
I told him to piss off,
he must've followed me.
- [Jerry] How much did he get?
- Everything.
- Sweet, we'll fix that prick hey.
- Nah, it wasn't just him.
All of his mates.
We'd have to kill them all.
Hey.
What was she like?
- She was all right.
- Yeah?
- [Jerry] Yeah, she was all right.
- Bullshit, you didn't
fuck her, did ya, hey?
(Jerry chuckles)
- Taste that.
- Come on, spill the fucking beans,
what was she like?
- Yeah, she was all right.
- [Pete] Just "All right?"
- She was pretty fucking good.
- Yeah.
(Jerry laughing)
Where?
- In the canals.
The usual spot.
Jerry, Jerry!
She's got a top body Pete.
Heaps tight.
I don't reckon she
fuckin' gets around much.
- Then go for it, what
have you got to lose?
- You're not pissed off are ya?
- Nah, just like you said,
you're the one who gets them.
- Bullshit, you get as many birds as me.
- Nah, not lately.
- What about that bird with the braces?
- Who? Janelle?
- Yeah, that one.
She's all right.
She loves giving a bit of head, don't she?
- She never went down on me.
- Oh man.
- Anyway, all the girls
I get you've already fucked.
- Not the one who had the Maori boyfriend.
Hey bro.
(Jerry imitates punching)
- Did a fuckin' good
job on you, didn't they?
What did you say his name was?
- Gary Kenwood.
- Yeah, I know that mother fucker.
He took my money?
- He took my money too!
- [Steve] Do you know where he lives?
- Nope.
- Fuck!
I need the cash Pete.
You better not be shitting me.
I mean I know you're not, but
you better fuckin' not be.
You know what I'm saying?
- Why would I be shitting you, Steve?
- I never said you were man.
I just want my fuckin' money back.
(hood slams)
You sell this stuff,
I get my money back, and
you still come out on top.
You want a line?
- No man, the last time
I had that fuckin' shit
I was awake for two fuckin'
days just chucking my guts up.
I mean, you know, I'll
sell it, but, you know,
it's too full-on for me.
- What, you mean addictive?
That's bullshit man.
Fucking durries are addictive.
(Steve sniffing)
- Hey I'm not gonna
carry syringes on me, eh.
- No, they'll work it out.
- Hey, what happened to
that girlfriend you had?
- Which one?
- The one that was staying here last year?
- Oh, Rebecca.
I don't know, she was just
fucking with my head man.
- [Pete] Yeah.
You still seeing her?
- Now and then,
but she only fucks with the head
I want her to fuck with y'know?
Why, you want a go?
- No, no fuck no.
No.
- You got the hots for someone?
Not one of Jerry's again?
Oh man.
(Steve chuckles)
Learn.
Learn.
- Come on, give it a chance Pete.
- Why aren't you telling
me what she looks like?
- You don't even know her.
Hey boys.
(phone ringing)
- [Pete] She's a fuckin' dingo, isn't she?
(Jerry laughs)
- She's a great person.
- Which one is she?
- Look, no one's telling
you you have to fuck her.
Just have a fuckin' good time.
(Jerry laughs)
- [Pete] You didn't tell me it was her.
Come on.
- [Cheryl] Pete.
Fuck, been in the wars Pete?
- Yeah.
You know Stacey, Pete?
- Yeah, I know her.
- Want a ciggie?
Winnie Blue?
- Come with a light?
- You hungry?
(people chattering)
(kids laughing)
- Give me the fucking napkin!
(girls laughing)
Man, I fuckin' hate gherkins!
- [Jerry] You'll get us kicked out.
(phone ringing)
Gotta watch those gherkins.
(girls laughing)
- I like gherkins.
They taste all right.
- Do ya Pete?
- I'm gonna go to the toilet.
Move.
- So Pete, what do you think of Stacey?
Do you wanna fuck her?
- I hardly know her.
(Jerry chuckles)
- As if that would stop you.
- Just be careful, she's not on the pill.
Poor girl, she must be uncomfortable.
- Why?
- We both went shopping today
and bought some crotchless knickers.
And I don't think Stacey's
gotten used to them yet.
'Cause you gotta wear them in, you know?
- Sweet.
(gun firing)
(men shouting)
(Stacey groaning)
- Do you mean it?
I wanna know that you mean it.
- Yeah, I mean it you're
the fuckin' best okay?
You're fuckin' great.
- You're not wearing crotchless knickers.
Is she?
(Jerry laughing)
(Stacey moaning)
Go Pete!
- Shh, fuck it.
(heavy breathing)
(Stacey grunting)
- [Stacey] Oh, not so hard!
(Jerry and Cheryl chuckling)
- [Pete] Oh Cheryl!
- [Stacey] What, what did you say?
What did you call me?
- Oh fuck.
Oh shit.
- What did you just call me?
- What, I didn't say anything.
- Fucken cock!
- [Cheryl] Stace!
Nice one.
Stacey, wait!
- What the hell happened Pete?
What?
- I don't know, fuck.
(Jerry laughing)
- [Jerry] Not bad for a dingo.
(light gentle music)
(beaded curtain clanks)
- You're Pete?
- Yeah.
- Hi, I'm Bunny.
Would you like to come with me?
(Bunny moaning)
Mm yeah.
Yeah.
Yeah.
(Bunny moaning)
(heavy breathing)
Boy, you really know what you're doing.
Here, let me get that for you.
I mean it.
You're the best.
I've gotta go now.
See you again soon I hope.
Help yourself to the shower.
(ambient music)
(muffled kids shouting)
- Pete!
Pete!
Dinner's nearly ready!
- Yeah, I'll be there in a minute!
(door clangs)
Shit.
(Jerry laughing)
I thought you were your Mum, hey.
- You sort it out with Steve?
- Yeah.
- Needs some work, hey?
- Be better off knocking it down.
It'd make a good bonfire,
don't you reckon?
(Pete laughs)
- Remember when we used to sleep out here?
- What are you doing tonight?
- Cheryl asked me to go over to her place.
You got any pot?
- No.
Hey,
try some of this on her.
Might work wonders.
- How long it last?
- Long enough, why?
- Got a job interview in the morning.
- How the fuck did he get this man?
Employment agencies never
fuckin' give me anything.
Always say that I'm unsuitable,
under-fuckin'-qualified, or some bullshit.
He won't get this job.
- He might.
- Who cares anyway, man.
I don't want a fuckin' job.
Spend the rest of my
days slogging my guts out
just to owe other people money!
Fuckin' assholes!
There's gotta be another way, man.
- There is.
- I got the job.
- That's great man.
(Mick laughing)
- Oi, how'd that stuff go with Cheryl?
Did yous go all night?
- Come on Pete, bit of
respect for the man's woman.
It's none of our business how
loud she howls, is it Jerry?
What stuff you talking about?
Jerry, you got some stuff man?
(Western music)
(light humming)
- 1200.
It's all there.
- Money in the bank.
(Steve sniffling)
Same again?
- Whatever's going.
(table tapping)
(upbeat music)
♪ The love in the doorway ♪
♪ The love and the streets ♪
(balls clanging)
- Want another game?
- Maybe.
- [Man] Jumbo Yumbo onion rings,
Jumbo Yumbo chilli
burger, a chicken shake,
and two mega chips to the drive thru.
(slow paced music)
- Guess who's a loser?
- You thrashed me.
- You let me.
- Bullshit.
Why would I let ya?
- Bullshit yourself Pete.
Don't treat me like a fuckin' idiot.
- Let's have another game then.
- I'll have a game.
- All yours.
- You stink.
- Mick, who's winning?
- This fuckstick.
- [Mick] Slickstick.
- How was work, man?
- I don't think I'll be
able to eat chicken again.
At first the stuff smells excellent,
but after a while just a whiff of the shit
makes you feel like you're
gonna chuck your guts up.
But hey, it's money.
- Another day, another dollar.
- Another 50 cents tax.
(slow paced music)
(Cheryl and Jerry moaning)
- [Jerry] Shh.
Shh.
(heavy breathing)
- [Cheryl] If you hold your
hand there long enough,
you'll smother me.
- I'll have to hide my psycho side.
(both chuckle)
- You never know, it could be fun.
(Jerry chuckles)
- I love you.
- Don't say that shit
if you don't mean it.
- [Jerry] I love you.
(slow paced music)
♪ Well I ♪
♪ Cast my net ♪
♪ And it ♪
♪ Drifts and flows ♪
♪ But I ♪
♪ Draw the line at falling in love ♪
♪ With you ♪
♪ I've seen the highs ♪
♪ And I've had the lows ♪
♪ But I felt alive ♪
♪ Falling in love ♪
♪ With you ♪
- I don't reckon I'd wear a condom.
What about if you raped someone?
Would you wear a condom?
- What do you mean?
- Like if you raped a girl,
would you wear a condom?
(Pete chuckles)
- What, would you rape someone Mick?
(Mick laughs)
- Not a bloke.
No,
only women.
- Oh man.
- I'm not one of those sick bastards.
- You're bullshitting me, hey, aren't you?
- No, fair dinkum.
Why not?
- What, you'd really do it?
- All we ever do night after fucking night
is talk about getting laid,
and then all we end up doing is going home
and having a wank.
- You just go pick some women up.
- That's the whole point.
Where've we been tonight?
Any time we do that,
all we end up getting is a bunch of
bad heads prick teasing us,
then we just end up back
here talking about it again.
- Go to a pro.
- No, I don't have any money.
- [Pete] I'll give you the money.
- Where's the fun in that?
You know what's gonna happen.
You give them the money and
you know what's gonna happen.
I don't want to fuck someone that everyone
else has been fucking.
I want someone special.
- I don't reckon I could do that,
hold a woman down.
I don't reckon I could bone up.
- Yeah you could, if she was good-looking
enough you could.
I've seen this girl man.
Walks down Ginny Lane
every day after work.
She's a real spunk.
Blonde hair.
Tight mini skirt.
I'd love to fuck her.
5:30 every day.
She even smiled at me a couple of times.
- You need to get out of here Mick.
- Where to?
This is it mate.
This is life.
- That's bullshit.
As soon as I get enough
cash, I'm outta here.
Nice house somewhere.
(Mick laughing)
What?
Good woman.
- Yeah.
- [Pete] That's life.
- You might believe in
miracles, but I don't.
Now see, whenever I feel like this is it,
like this is my fucking destiny and shit,
like no way out,
I always remind myself
that there's some hope
'cause I know if things get too
bad, I can just kill myself.
(Mick and Jerry laughing)
- Back to the canals hey Mick?
- Yeah, that's the one man.
(body thuds)
(car screeches)
(Mick coughing)
- Oh fuck!
Fucking help him!
Get a fucking ambulance!
What are you doing?
Mick, Mick, you okay?
Mick!
(sirens wailing)
(slow tense music)
- [Nurse] Are you still waiting
to hear about your friend?
- Yeah.
- We're probably not going to
know anything until tomorrow.
So you're probably better off going home
and getting some sleep.
- You don't know anything?
- Well I do know he wouldn't
be here if he wasn't so drunk.
- What are you saying?
You saying it's his fault?
- If he'd been sober
when the car had hit him,
he probably would've died from the shock.
He's very lucky to be alive.
Okay.
- [Steve] Hang on a fucking second.
You're better off in an
accident if you're pissed?
She told you this?
- Yeah, yeah, that's,
that's the fucking
bullshit part of it man.
They know this so they make a fuckin' law
that tells you you can't
drive when you're pissed,
'cause they know that if people did
they wouldn't get so fuckin' like hurt
and they wouldn't have
to go to the doctors,
so the fuckin' doctors would
go out of business y'know?
- Yeah, yeah, sure Pete, that
makes a lot of sense man.
- [Pete] It's a fucked
up world we live in.
- Fuckin' right about that Pete.
(Pete sniffing)
- I just feel like I
should've done something.
Like, I should've seen
the car or done something.
Like I should've fuckin'
caned the driver, you know?
- You were pissed Pete,
he would've decked ya.
- It makes no difference now.
- Mick's gotta go to a
rehabilitation centre.
- That means he's gonna get better.
- [Steve] They never tell you
the whole fuckin' story man.
- I gotta get going.
I'm going to go and meet Cheryl.
- You got a girlfriend now Jerry?
- [Jerry] Yep.
- That's fucking great man, how long?
- About a month.
- A month?
Shit, so it's serious, eh?
Fucken good on ya man.
I'm lucky to get through a whole pack of
frangers with just one sheila, man.
(Steve and Pete chuckling)
- Yeah, well I'm supposed
to be meeting her.
- Well, fuck, you don't want to be late.
We'll give you a lift, hey Pete?
- Nah, nah, it's all right.
- No, no, no, no...
- No, no it's all right, stay.
- No, no, no, fuck no, of course.
Let's go, come on, let's go.
- Steve, why don't we take your car?
- My car's a heap of shit.
If you're meeting your girlfriend,
you want a fuckin' nice one don't you?
(lock clangs)
(Pete laughing)
Get in.
- [Jerry] Come on!
(engine revs)
(upbeat rock music)
- Hey Steve, you reckon
we're pissed enough?
- No way man, you're never pissed enough.
Give me one, come on.
Jerry get one into ya man?
- I don't want one.
- Come on, get one in ya.
- I don't want one, Steve!
- Come on, man!
- [Jerry] Steve, Steve,
(horn honking)
Steve, Steve!
- Whoa! Whoa!
(car screeches)
(Jerry and Pete laughing)
That was like that
fuckin' ad on telly man.
Oh fuck.
(engine revs)
- What do you think of our new wheels?
- It's beautiful.
(everyone laughing)
Where the fuck did you find this thing?
- [Pete] Oh, you know, Steve
picked it up at an auction.
- For a fucking bargain, darlin'.
- Yeah, I'm sure!
Come on, faster Pete, faster!
- Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
- Yeah, yeah?
- Yeah.
- Yeah?
- Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
- Yeah, yeah?
- [Pete] All right.
(car screeches)
(everyone laughing)
- [Jerry] Just slow the fuck down.
- [Cheryl] Come on baby, this is fun.
- [Pete] Yeah, calm down Jerry.
What have you got to lose?
- More than you.
- [Pete] What the fuck's
that supposed to mean?
What the fuck are you talking about man?
- Nothing, just fucking look at the road.
Pete watch the fuckin' road!
(car screeches)
(everyone screams)
(glass shatters)
(slow tense music)
(car hissing)
(dog barking)
(everyone laughing)
- Yeah!
It's okay!
- Oh fuck.
- It's okay everybody!
- Oh shit.
- [Pete] We're pissed!
(Steve laughing)
See!
Not a scratch!
- [Pete] Jerry.
Jerry, hey.
Jerry?
Jerry?
- Pete, Pete.
- [Pete] Where are they?
Jerry?
- Oi, oi, oi.
- [Jerry] You fuckin' could
have killed her you dickhead!
Come on.
- Oh, let's go.
(Steve and Pete laughing)
- Woo!
Yeah! Oh fuck...
Woo!
Steve!
(birds chirping)
Hey man!
- How ya doing?
Ha ha!
Hey!
Hey man.
See her?
Her name's Kylie.
Came off the back of a bike,
her boyfriend was killed.
She's a real nice bird.
(Mick laughs)
She was a cook, that was her job.
Said she's gonna teach
me to how to do it, man.
Some flat spaghetti thing with mushrooms.
Soon as I get out of this bed.
(Mick laughs)
Yeah, I think she likes me.
- Yeah, what's wrong with her?
- Snapped her spinal cord in the accident.
She's a paraplegic.
(both chuckle)
- That's unlucky.
Bet you can't wait to get
out of here, hey Mick.
- Yeah man.
Same thing happened to me, Pete.
(Mick chuckles)
I'll never be able to walk again.
- What?
- Yeah.
- [Pete] What are you gonna do?
- Oh, I'm just gonna roll with it.
(Mick laughs)
What's in the bag?
- Magazine.
Relieve the tension.
- Thanks man.
That's all I seem to be getting.
Pornos and flowers.
Awe.
- Hey.
Have you got any feeling?
- Still waiting to find out.
Not much control though.
It's pretty messy.
- No, no, I mean, you know,
can you do it?
- Yeah, they reckon that you can.
I've heard that paraplegics have had kids.
I might even con Kylie
into giving it a go.
- It's nice here, hey?
- Yeah, it's pretty cool hey?
- Sounds like you're having a good time.
- I nearly died Pete.
It might sound like bullshit to you, but,
I'm fuckin' alive man.
I never felt alive before.
It's fuckin' excellent!
(Mick laughs)
(ambient music)
(truck screeches)
- What the fuck are you
doin' you idiot?
Get off the fucking road!
Move it!
(girls laughing)
(girls chattering)
(Pete sniffing)
(train clacking)
(girls laughing)
- [Girl] Who does that on the train?
- Weird.
(slow paced music)
(light humming)
- Hi.
- Hello.
- I was on the train.
- Oh, I'm on my way home.
- I just wanted to say hello.
You smiled at me.
- [Elizabeth] What do you want?
- I just wanted to say hello.
You're really beautiful and...
- Thanks for saying that.
But, I've been at work all day
and I really just wanna get home.
- I told him you'd try to
see him on the weekend.
- [Jerry] How was he?
Did he talk much?
- [Pete] He's pretty fucked up.
- [Jerry] Yeah, well if
something like that happens
to you you're gonna lose
it a bit, aren't you?
- Yeah, but still, he's
talking about cooking and shit.
You know?
Cooking.
- Nothing wrong with cooking.
- You know what I mean.
You know what I mean?
- I'll meet you at the pub after work.
- Hey do you reckon they'll give you
a night off sometime Jerry?
- If I take the night off
it looks like I don't care about the job.
- Could've fooled me.
- I gotta go.
See ya Pete.
(Jerry clucks)
- Hey, where ya going?
Hey, check this out.
(Pete laughing)
- Yeah but aren't models
supposed to be taller?
- Who said that?
- Me, I did.
- [Cheryl] What are you saying?
Calling me a short ass?
- [Pete] Don't look at me like that.
- [Cheryl] Like what?
- Like that.
- Fuck off.
(Pete sniffing)
- [Pete] I still prefer pot.
This shit makes me feel
like I'm going crazy.
- You ever shot it?
- No, have you?
- No, but they reckon it
gives you a better hit.
- Still rather smoke a cone.
- Do you like me Pete?
- Yeah.
You're all right.
- Just all right?
It's not what I heard.
- What do you mean?
- Stace said you called her my name.
- That's fucking bullshit.
Why would I call her your name?
- I don't know, why would ya?
- You're fucked in the head.
- Then what are you
doing here with me Pete?
- Want a beer?
- You didn't answer my question.
(metal clanging)
- Shit, I think it's Jerry.
How the fuck did he know we were here?
- Pete Simpson.
- Kenwood, what do you want?
- Fuck, she fuckin' looks
alright doesn't she?
But I know you've got some goee
so we'll fuckin' start with that, eh?
You look a whole lot better than
last time I saw you mate.
- Fuck off.
- [Cheryl] Get off you fuckin' prick!
- Fuck off!
(Cheryl grunts)
- Get your fuckin' girlfriends to fight
your fuckin' battles
for you do you Simpson?
Huh?
Is she a good fuck?
Don't worry, I'll fuckin'
find out for myself.
- You touch her, you're dead.
- Oh really mate?
See, trouble is that pricks
like you never fuckin' learn, do they?
- Got you you prick!
How's it going Pete?
(pipe clangs)
(Kenwood grunts)
Now, you know who I am Kenwood
and you owe me some fuckin' money.
Grab his wallet Pete.
- [Kenwood] You're fucking dead!
- Shit, you're really
in the fuckin' money,
aren't you Kenwood?
(head thuds)
- You're not so tough now that
there's more than one of you around.
- You know all about
that you fucking prick!
- You're fucking dead Simpson!
So are you you piss weak fuckin' wanker!
- What'd you fucking call me?
(head thuds)
- Learn
He's all yours Pete.
(Kenwood grunts)
- [Kenwood] Fuckin' cunt.
I know where fuckin'
every one of you live!
- [Cheryl] Here Pete.
- You fuckin' piece of shit.
Come on, come on.
Fuck you!
(bat thuds)
(Kenwood grunts)
- What's that?
Didn't hear ya.
(Kenwood grunting)
- Leave me the fuck alone!
Please, I'll get you the fucking money!
(Kenwood crying)
Please.
- Hit him.
(bat thuds)
- [Kenwood] Please!
Please stop!
Please stop please!
- You gotta say, "Please Mr. Simpson."
- Please, please, please
Mr. Simpson, please!
- [Pete] Please what, what?
Who? Huh?
What?
Can't here ya!
Can't hear ya!
Can't fuckin' hear ya!
- Please!
(bat thuds and clangs)
- I think he's had enough Pete.
- Pricks like you never
fuckin' learn, do they?
Hey?
- He's fuckin' he's had
enough, he's had enough!
- [Pete] I'll fuckin' kill him!
- Then how we gonna get
the fuckin' money back?
Huh?
- [Pete] We gotta make
sure we get the money back.
You hear that Kenwood?
You don't give us the fuckin' money
we gonna fuckin' kill you!
You hear that?
You hear that you fuckin' prick!
Let go of me, man.
Let go of me!
- [Steve] Go!
Let's go, come on!
(tense music)
(slow upbeat music)
- You guys seen Cheryl?
- No man.
She hasn't been here all night.
Any time you're ready Stace.
A quick game is a good game.
(Steve sniffing)
- I'm gonna crash.
You can keep watching telly if you want.
Pete, just make sure you
lock the door when you leave.
- What you wanna do?
- We should go and meet Jerry,
he'll be waiting for us.
- Okay.
(heavy breathing)
(both groaning)
Pete, wait.
That hurt.
- Sorry.
Sorry, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
- [Cheryl] Did I do that?
- [Pete] Huh?
- Shit, sorry.
You're bleeding.
What's wrong?
- I just gotta go.
- Why?
- Jerry.
- I won't tell him.
- I gotta go all right!
(door closes)
Good morning.
- Hey.
- What did you and Cheryl do last night?
- I thought she was with you.
- No, no, I was with Steve.
- Hanging 'round with your
no hoper mates again.
- [Pete] You can talk.
- What?
- Oh fuck off.
- How about I wash your
mouth out with soap?
Hey, how about that hey?
Just like your old man you are.
- What did you say?
- Let him go Dad!
- Doug, stop it!
- Let him go!
- Doug!
- Doug, stop it!
- Let him go Dad!
- Let him!
- Get out of my kitchen!
- [Jean] Get out!
- Nothing but a fucking cunt you are!
A stupid fucking cunt!
Fuck off you old cunt!
- Yeah, you fuckin' faggot,
- [Doug] you're a poofter,
you need a fuckin' woman to help ya!
- Doug!
He's just...
Peter, look at me.
He's just in a mood, mate.
It's not you.
(Doug and Jean shouting)
- You want some toast?
- Yeah.
- Haven't you heard?
- Heard what?
- Angelo phoned this morning.
He said Kenwood got killed last night,
bashed to death in the canals.
Looks like someone beat us to it, Pete.
(thunder cracking)
- Don't look like we're getting
our fuckin' money back.
Don't worry about it,
don't worry about it.
Water would've washed the
prints off it, alright?
Where's Cheryl?
Does she know?
(Cheryl laughing)
- Cheryl, this is heavy shit, okay.
We could all go to jail for this.
- Who am I gonna tell?
People kill people all the time.
Even if we did get caught
we'd only get a year or two.
- Any fucking time's too long!
- Oi.
You talk to Jerry today?
- Yeah, he called me before.
- [Pete] Yeah?
What'd you say to him?
- Nothing.
- No, no I mean about what I,
I mean what you said
about, where you went,
you tell him where you went last night?
Hey?
- I told him I wasn't feeling well
so I went home early, are you happy?
- He didn't say anything?
- Nothing that's any of your business.
Look Pete, I said I wouldn't say anything
and I haven't and I won't,
so would you stop stressing about it?
- Yeah, I just don't want you two
to break up 'cause of me, you know.
- Jerry's job's gonna take care of that.
Look, I had a good time last night.
- Look Cheryl, last night
was a fuckin' mistake.
Yeah I mean it was fun, but
it shouldn't have happened.
It shouldn't have happened.
It shouldn't have happened.
(thunder rumbling)
- Do you always run away after sex?
Can't you handle having a conversation
after you've done it Pete?
Oh but I guess you'd be talking to your
hand most of the time if you did that.
- Shh, fuckin' shut up!
- I had to walk home
alone, I was fuckin' scared!
- I'm sorry.
- Don't do it again.
(ambient music)
(thunder rumbling)
(birds chirping)
(ambient music)
(Pete crying)
(slow paced music)
(light humming)
(sirens wailing)
- Uniform coppers?
- [Pete] No, they're undercover,
and they're always there.
In the shops, when I'm
walking down the street.
They know what I'm doing.
I feel like they can read my fucking mind.
And I just wanna lay low.
- I think you're fucking paranoid.
I think you're taking
more than you're selling
and you're treating it like
this is some kind of party Pete.
This is a fucking business!
I thought we were mates.
- Yeah, we are mates, Steve.
- Sorry, I forgot this is
how you treat your mates.
You still fucking Jerry's girlfriend?
- I just wish none of
this had ever happened.
Gary Kenwood.
Everything.
Maybe I am paranoid, but
everywhere I look I see cops.
- Does anyone else know what happened
besides you, me and Cheryl?
- [Pete] No.
- Did you tell Jerry?
- No, I haven't told no one.
- Ah fuck, now you're making me paranoid.
If you thought the fuckin'
cops were following you,
what the fuck did you come here for?
I thinks it's best to,
lay low for a while.
Just let things settle down.
What are you going to do?
- Jerry said he'd help
me out with a few things.
- [Woman] One Jumbo
Yumbo burger with chilli.
- How's it going?
Getting the hang of it?
- Yeah, sort of.
(machine beeping)
You put up with this shit every week
and this is all you get?
- Yeah.
Don't expect to get to
like it, you never like it,
you just take the money and run.
- At least they put it in the bank for ya.
- Yeah.
(slow paced music)
You know it's not just
about fucking her anymore.
It's like we're more connected than that.
She's like my best friend.
Remember
when you and me wrote that
stuff in the cubby-house?
With our blood?
That's how I feel about her.
I know you and me will always
be there for each other,
and now I want to be there for her too.
Do you know what I mean?
- Sure do.
(heavy breathing)
He could come out any minute you know.
- I gotta tell him.
- He just got me this job.
- Well, I don't know what to do Pete.
I don't wanna keep doing this.
- Neither do I.
- You hungry?
- [Man] You got any on you, man?
- You got the wrong guy mate.
- Do you wanna eat something?
- No I don't feel like it.
- Yeah.
Not hungry?
Let's go eat something.
- No.
- Come on.
- So, what are we fucking doing then?
- Come on hun.
- [Cheryl] No, come on Jerry,
I'm not going down in there.
- Come on, let's go see where
they killed the bastard.
- No, I'm fucking scared.
- I don't wanna go down there either man.
- Awe Pete, he might've left
some of the money he owes ya!
(everyone laughing)
Come on.
Babe.
- [Stacey] Come on!
- [Angelo] There it is.
- Hey, do you reckon
this place is haunted?
- Probably is now.
Better stay close to me
in case something happens!
- You dirty prick!
Get off me!
(Angelo growls)
Fuck off!
- [Angelo] I thought all the rain would've
washed this shit away by now.
- No, it's got to flood
before it fills up.
- Man what if the cops see us down here?
They'll think we had something
to do with this shit.
- Relax Pete, we'd be gone before
they even knew we were here.
Why do you reckon they killed him?
Do you reckon he owed them money, too?
(everyone laughing)
- Yeah probably.
But they probably didn't
mean to kill him, y'know?
- I heard they bashed his
head in with an iron bar.
I don't think they were
fucking around mate.
- Fuck, is that blood?
- [Angelo] Looks like it.
(Jerry screams)
- Fuck!
(Jerry laughing)
- [Stacey] That's not
funny you fucking idiot!
- Ooh.
Shit Pete, I wish it was me.
We would've made short
work of that prick, hey?
- Yeah, yeah, we would've.
- Fuck this, I'm going.
- No, no, come on Cheryl.
It's not that bad.
Come on, let's get pissed.
Hey babe, let's play
some charades, who am I?
(Jerry imitates punches)
(Jerry crying)
(Jerry laughing)
- [Kenwood] Fuck you!
Please!
I'll get you the fuckin' money.
Please Mister Simpson!
- I want to get as
pissed as I've ever been.
Let's just keep drinking forever Cheryl.
Hey?
Fuck, I hate the chicken shop!
I just want to party!
I fuckin' hate chickens.
I want to fuckin' fly away.
- Chickens can't fly Jerry.
- Yeah, yeah.
- Don't, don't.
Fuck off.
- Yeah?
(Jerry chuckles)
(Jerry imitates clucking)
- Jerry,
do you reckon there's a light
at the end of this fucking tunnel?
(Jerry laughing)
- Nah.
There's a fucking chicken shop
with a drive-thru
and fuckin' dickheads
ordering Hawaiian packs.
(Jerry laughing)
(glass shatters)
- [Cheryl] What fuck did you do that for?
- Fun.
- Yeah, that's real
fucking exciting Jerry.
Real fucking exciting!
- Yeah, well you wouldn't
know what fun is.
Stupid bitch.
- Yeah well neither would you,
because you're at fuckin'
work all the time.
Piss off, Stace.
- Piss off then.
[Jerry] Get some more piss then!
- Fuck you!
- Should I...
- No, I'll go get her man.
(Jerry chuckles)
Cheryl!
Cheryl wait!
- [Cheryl] Piss off!
- [Pete] He didn't mean it, okay!
He's just pissed!
- Well then he shouldn't fucking drink!
- Fuck, oi!
Come back hey, we'll go somewhere else.
- How do you think I feel
with you and Jerry there?
I feel like a slut.
- What do you want me to say?
- I'm pregnant Pete.
- Why are you telling me?
- Why do you think?
I don't know if it's
yours or if it's Jerry's.
- [Pete] Isn't there some
sort of test they can do?
(face slaps)
- I fuckin' hate girls who get pregnant,
I don't want this!
I fuckin'...
- Hey, you're not gonna tell him are ya?
Hey, you gonna tell him?
You gonna tell him?
- Well are you gonna tell him?
- Jerry'd be better at this
sort of thing than me alright?
He's got a good job.
Cheryl, I don't know how long
I can handle it there Cheryl.
- I never said I was gonna
have the thing, did I?
Nah, I've got plans for my life Pete,
I'm not gonna be stuck here with a kid!
- I can give you the money.
(Cheryl scoffs)
- I wouldn't want to put you out.
- You wouldn't be putting me out Cheryl,
you can give me the money
back when you could afford it.
What?
I said I'd give you the money.
- Fuck you!
(ominous music)
- Can you imagine owning this place?
You'd feel like a king wouldn't you?
You know, I never thought I'd say this,
but I'm a company man.
- I'm not a company man.
- Yeah you are.
(Pete gagging)
(Pete spits)
What are you doing?
Hey, hey, hey, hey Breeanna.
Hey Pete!
Now come on.
- I'm going home.
- Breeanna!
- [Todd] Breeanna,
that's got a spit in it!
- I thought you said that
kid was a good worker?
- Pete!
- The bloke across the
hall said the fuckin' cops
were in the building the other day
asking fuckin' questions about Kenwood!
I'm out of here Pete.
- [Pete] What kind of
things were they asking?
- I don't fuckin' know,
but I'm not sticking around to find out!
Who'd you fuckin' tell?
- No one.
No one.
- Fuck.
- [Steve] Cops reckon it's drug related.
Reckons they found some fuckin'
empty satchels in the canals.
Maybe you were right,
maybe you were seeing fucking maggots!
- Where are you gonna go?
- Fuckin' away man!
The fuckin' cops are on the case, mate,
and they're not gonna catch me!
And you better watch your ass
or they'll fuckin' do you too Pete!
- Well how long you going for?
- I'm not coming back mate.
You want some more dope do you?
- I just need some cash.
- You can have it, I was
gonna flush it anyway.
- You were gonna flush it?
- There's plenty of fuckin' drugs
where I'm heading, man.
- You sure you don't want
any money for this Steve?
- When you leave,
just make sure you go
out the back will ya.
(tense music)
- I don't want to know about
this stuff with Kenwood, Pete.
I'm tryin' to get my
shit together now, man.
Don't even want to know about it.
- Man, I don't know who
to talk to but.
Come on!
- Things have changed, man.
When the insurance comes through,
Kylie and I, we're gonna
get a place together,
get it specially built
with ramps and shit.
I don't want to risk any of that man,
not even by knowing stuff.
- Man, I reckon you've
looped the fuckin' loop.
I reckon that crash took
more than your fuckin' legs.
It took something from up here.
I didn't come here
because I wanted anything,
I came here 'cause you're my friend.
Huh?
- I don't want to see you again Pete.
Please don't come back here again.
(tense music)
(slow paced music)
(light humming)
- What happened?
- You tell me.
Jerry comes home from work early,
he was using choice language.
- Yelling and screaming
like a bloody idiot!
- He comes out here, sets
it alight, and then he left!
What's going on Pete?
Where are you going?
Do you know where Jerry is?
- [Doug] Jesus Christ Jean, I don't know
where you went wrong
with them fucking kids!
- [Todd] Hey Roger, there's that guy
that spat in the Hawaiian pack!
- You come here again
mate, I'm calling the cops!
- Fuckin' get your hands off me!
Where's my cousin?
- [Manager] He's gone mate, just like you.
- You're a loser mate!
You'll never be a company man!
- Yeah, yeah, fuckin'
Tweedledee and Tweedledum.
Hey, go shove a drumstick up your ass!
Hey Jerry!
Jerry!
Where you going man?
(music rumbling)
(solemn music)
- I did it.
- What?
- I'm the one who killed Kenwood, Jerry.
- Did you mean to?
- No.
And you know what?
Even though I hated that
prick and I wanted him dead,
now that he is I wish he wasn't.
I even miss him,
not like a friend or anything,
just,
he's not there to hate anymore.
I reckon you need people to hate
just like you need people to love.
It sort of works out,
doesn't it?
(both chuckle)
- You shouldn't have spat in the food.
If you didn't want the job,
you should've just walked out.
They were gonna call the cops on you.
I talked them out of it.
And then the manager said I had a,
what the fuck.
What the fuck did he call it?
Conflict of interest,
and he was gonna sack me.
But fuck it, I got in first,
I said "You can shove your fucking job!"
- I didn't mean for you
to lose your job Jerry.
- Then I went to see Cheryl, you know,
I just wanted to see her.
And she tells me she's pregnant,
and I got this amazing
wave of happiness over me,
like the fuckin' job's nothing.
I felt so good.
I never felt that good before.
But she wasn't smiling, so
I asked her what's wrong
and she started crying.
And she said I was too good for her.
What the fuck is that supposed to mean?
Having a job?
How the fuck am I supposed to
make it if I don't have a job?
Then she tells me that she
doesn't think the kid is mine.
- What?
- She thinks it might be yours.
(heavy breathing)
I burnt the cubby-house down.
All it was good for.
Now I've got no job, they
won't give me the fuckin' dole,
and my girlfriend's having
a kid to my best mate.
I don't know what I did wrong.
- Do you want to hit me?
- No.
How could I hit you?
You're my fuckin' best friend.
- Come on Jerry, fuckin' hit me man.
Just fuckin' hit me...
- Just piss off Pete!
- Fuck. Just hit me, fuck it.
Fuckin' hit me man.
Fuckin' hit me Jerry.
Fuckin' hit me Jerry!
I fuckin' deserve it!
- Leave me alone Pete.
- [Pete] Hit me Jerry.
Just fuckin' hit me.
Hit me.
- [Jerry] Leave me alone.
- You fuckin' knew I liked Cheryl.
I fuckin' liked her before you did!
(face punches)
(Pete spits)
(heavy breathing)
I'm sorry.
- Yeah, so am I.
(tense music)
Hello, is that the police?
Yeah, I got some information for you.
You're still looking for who
killed that Gary Kenwood guy?
Well I know who did it.
I did.
My name's Jerry Rawson.
I'm at the railway station.
(slow gentle humming)
- Jerry!
Jerry, no!
(train whistle blowing)
Jerry!
No!
(train screeching)
(Jean crying)
- [Jean] No!
(Jean screaming)
(camera shutters)
(kids laughing)
(people chattering)
- Hey.
- [Man] What are friends for?
- It's kicking.
I found out it's a boy.
- What are you gonna call it?
- Got any ideas?
(slow paced music)
♪ Well I, cast my net ♪
♪ And it drifts and floats ♪
♪ But I, draw the line ♪
♪ At falling in love with you ♪
♪ I've seen the highs ♪
♪ And I've had the lows ♪
♪ But I felt alive ♪
♪ Falling in love with you ♪
♪ So save my soul ♪
♪ Won't you save my soul ♪
♪ Falling in love ♪
♪ Again ♪
♪ Falling in love, again ♪
♪ When you want me ♪
♪ I don't want you ♪
♪ Oh my eyes are full of envy ♪
♪ Well I hate to think ♪
♪ That I've grown so cold ♪
♪ But I, I wouldn't mind ♪
♪ Falling in love, with you ♪
♪ Falling in love, with you ♪
♪ Falling in love, with you ♪
♪ Falling in love, with you ♪
(slow paced music)
(light humming)
- [Jerry] Winner!
(both men shouting)
- [Pete] Woo!
Yeah!
(bottle clanging)
Let's have a smoke.
Oh yeah.
- I still got no idea what
I'm gonna do this year.
- You just see what happens.
That's what we did last year.
(Jerry chuckles)
- And nothing happened.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
- [Pete] Cheers to nothing.
(bottles clanging)
- Yeah, but,
better to make some plans.
- Plans?
- Yeah.
Better to be safe than sorry.
- Man, you make plans,
they fuck up, you get depressed.
Better not to plan anything man.
Just, y'know, let it go, y'know.
(both chuckle)
Yeah.
- Let's go.
- No, not yet.
You reckon she'll be there?
(Jerry chuckles)
- She's always there.
What makes you think she likes you anyway?
- Why?
What makes you think she like you?
- Don't know!
Why wouldn't she?
- Why would she is the real question.
(both chuckle)
Can't get much better than her.
You sure she's gonna be there?
- How the fuck am I supposed to know?
Come on, let's go.
Come on!
(liquid bubbling)
(slow rock music)
(fast rock music)
♪ It scares me 'cause I'm not scared ♪
♪ But it I'm not scared does that mean I care. It enlightens me ♪
♪ To think of you and all the crazy shit we used to do ♪
- G'day Cheryl.
You're looking good.
- Compliment Pete? Do you want something?
- Oh, I have to think about that.
The question is, do you want something?
- How 'bout putting a
smile on my face Pete?
- I'll put a smile on your face.
There's this horse that
walks into a pub, right?
And the barman says, "Why the long face?"
How's that?
What?
What's wrong Cheryl?
That's a, that's a fucking good joke?
Hey, don't you get it?
Horse walks into a pub.
Horse, y'know, horse, long face.
- Yeah, Pete, I get it.
- Now you got a long face.
You want some dope, is
that why you're here?
I got 50s and 20s.
How much you got?
- Jerry here?
(people chattering)
- How's it going Pete?
- Going all right.
- Fuckin' give us one
of them on tick mate?
- "Do not ask for credit,
as refusal may offend."
(Kenwood chuckles)
- Don't smoke it all.
- I won't.
- Better not.
Oh, go Mick your taxi's here mate!
Boo!
Boo!
Oh next time Mickey!
See ya mate.
- Stay good!
- [Jerry] Say g'day to Al!
- [Pete] I bet he fucks her.
- [Mick] He's gonna try,
but that doesn't mean that she'll let him.
- Yeah, he'll get her
stoned, then he'll fuck her.
- Well, if you're so worried,
you shouldn't have given him the pot.
- Well what was I supposed to
do, he's my fuckin' cousin.
- Yeah, well you never give
dope to anyone else do ya?
Oh like, yeah yeah, like, thanks,
but you know what I mean?
Like if you were going to
give the pot to someone,
you should have given it
to her in the first place,
then you'd be the one fucking her.
- [Pete] Jerry would've got her anyway.
Always does.
- [Mick] You reckon?
- [Pete] Yep.
- I don't know even why you're so hassled,
you haven't even fucked her.
- If I'd fucked her I wouldn't
be missing anything would I?
- You know what I'd do if I was you?
If I had the money you have?
- What?
- Hire a pro.
Then you don't have to go through all
the bullshit of trying to get a fuck,
and not even getting one.
Pro's are money in the bank,
that's what my old man reckons.
- Your Dad?
- Yeah, I think he goes
to them all the time man.
He reckons there's some
real babes in there.
You just go and you can
have whichever one you want.
Have them every time.
He even reckons that there's some in there
that looks like Elle MacPherson.
Yeah.
- What about your old lady?
- Nah, she doesn't look a fuckin' thing
like Elle MacPherson.
(tense music)
- Ah, G'day Pete.
- Ah there he is.
It's old mate.
How ya goin', old mate?
Oh boys, you're here.
Oh good, good, good.
- What do you want?
- What do I want?
- Ahh, bit of smoko?
- Oh, smoko yeah that was it, yeah, yeah.
Got any that smoko left, Pete?
- Got any money yet?
- Same conundrum.
I got no money, he's got
the smoko, he wants money.
You blokes don't have any money do you?
- Nah.
- Nah, I did all mine on the pokies.
- It's not really workin', is it?
On the pokies, yeah.
Fuck those fucking pokies I tell you.
(men laughing)
(head thuds)
- [Kenny's Mate] Any
lobsters in there Kenny?
- You fucking prick.
- That's fucked.
- [Kenny] Where's the
fucking cash, mate, eh?
- Fuck off, you're not
getting fuckin' nothing!
Get your fucking hands off me!
Fuck you!
- [Man] Hey, hey.
- Hey, look at what we got there, eh?
Hey, should give Pete 50
of that for some dope!
- Nah, fuck him.
(men laughing)
- Yeah, nah, fuck him, fuck him.
You know when you said before
that I might get offended,
I did get fucking offended.
(men laughing)
How you goin' there Pete?
You right down there mate?
Bit groggy son?
(Pete grunts)
(men laughing)
Fuck, I felt that one go
all the way up my fucking arm.
(men laughing)
Let's go boys!
I like a relationship with
a bit of give and take.
He gives and I fuckin' take!
(slow tense music)
(Kenwood laughing)
(heavy breathing)
- [Cheryl] Hey, okay.
Wait, wait, okay, okay.
(Cheryl groaning)
- [Jerry] I fucked her.
- Fuck off!
I don't give a fuck.
- We'reonna go out again tomorrow night, ay?
What the fuck happened to you?
Hey?
- What the fuck does it look like?
- Who did it?
- Gary Kenwood.
Fuckin' asked for one on tick.
I told him to piss off,
he must've followed me.
- [Jerry] How much did he get?
- Everything.
- Sweet, we'll fix that prick hey.
- Nah, it wasn't just him.
All of his mates.
We'd have to kill them all.
Hey.
What was she like?
- She was all right.
- Yeah?
- [Jerry] Yeah, she was all right.
- Bullshit, you didn't
fuck her, did ya, hey?
(Jerry chuckles)
- Taste that.
- Come on, spill the fucking beans,
what was she like?
- Yeah, she was all right.
- [Pete] Just "All right?"
- She was pretty fucking good.
- Yeah.
(Jerry laughing)
Where?
- In the canals.
The usual spot.
Jerry, Jerry!
She's got a top body Pete.
Heaps tight.
I don't reckon she
fuckin' gets around much.
- Then go for it, what
have you got to lose?
- You're not pissed off are ya?
- Nah, just like you said,
you're the one who gets them.
- Bullshit, you get as many birds as me.
- Nah, not lately.
- What about that bird with the braces?
- Who? Janelle?
- Yeah, that one.
She's all right.
She loves giving a bit of head, don't she?
- She never went down on me.
- Oh man.
- Anyway, all the girls
I get you've already fucked.
- Not the one who had the Maori boyfriend.
Hey bro.
(Jerry imitates punching)
- Did a fuckin' good
job on you, didn't they?
What did you say his name was?
- Gary Kenwood.
- Yeah, I know that mother fucker.
He took my money?
- He took my money too!
- [Steve] Do you know where he lives?
- Nope.
- Fuck!
I need the cash Pete.
You better not be shitting me.
I mean I know you're not, but
you better fuckin' not be.
You know what I'm saying?
- Why would I be shitting you, Steve?
- I never said you were man.
I just want my fuckin' money back.
(hood slams)
You sell this stuff,
I get my money back, and
you still come out on top.
You want a line?
- No man, the last time
I had that fuckin' shit
I was awake for two fuckin'
days just chucking my guts up.
I mean, you know, I'll
sell it, but, you know,
it's too full-on for me.
- What, you mean addictive?
That's bullshit man.
Fucking durries are addictive.
(Steve sniffing)
- Hey I'm not gonna
carry syringes on me, eh.
- No, they'll work it out.
- Hey, what happened to
that girlfriend you had?
- Which one?
- The one that was staying here last year?
- Oh, Rebecca.
I don't know, she was just
fucking with my head man.
- [Pete] Yeah.
You still seeing her?
- Now and then,
but she only fucks with the head
I want her to fuck with y'know?
Why, you want a go?
- No, no fuck no.
No.
- You got the hots for someone?
Not one of Jerry's again?
Oh man.
(Steve chuckles)
Learn.
Learn.
- Come on, give it a chance Pete.
- Why aren't you telling
me what she looks like?
- You don't even know her.
Hey boys.
(phone ringing)
- [Pete] She's a fuckin' dingo, isn't she?
(Jerry laughs)
- She's a great person.
- Which one is she?
- Look, no one's telling
you you have to fuck her.
Just have a fuckin' good time.
(Jerry laughs)
- [Pete] You didn't tell me it was her.
Come on.
- [Cheryl] Pete.
Fuck, been in the wars Pete?
- Yeah.
You know Stacey, Pete?
- Yeah, I know her.
- Want a ciggie?
Winnie Blue?
- Come with a light?
- You hungry?
(people chattering)
(kids laughing)
- Give me the fucking napkin!
(girls laughing)
Man, I fuckin' hate gherkins!
- [Jerry] You'll get us kicked out.
(phone ringing)
Gotta watch those gherkins.
(girls laughing)
- I like gherkins.
They taste all right.
- Do ya Pete?
- I'm gonna go to the toilet.
Move.
- So Pete, what do you think of Stacey?
Do you wanna fuck her?
- I hardly know her.
(Jerry chuckles)
- As if that would stop you.
- Just be careful, she's not on the pill.
Poor girl, she must be uncomfortable.
- Why?
- We both went shopping today
and bought some crotchless knickers.
And I don't think Stacey's
gotten used to them yet.
'Cause you gotta wear them in, you know?
- Sweet.
(gun firing)
(men shouting)
(Stacey groaning)
- Do you mean it?
I wanna know that you mean it.
- Yeah, I mean it you're
the fuckin' best okay?
You're fuckin' great.
- You're not wearing crotchless knickers.
Is she?
(Jerry laughing)
(Stacey moaning)
Go Pete!
- Shh, fuck it.
(heavy breathing)
(Stacey grunting)
- [Stacey] Oh, not so hard!
(Jerry and Cheryl chuckling)
- [Pete] Oh Cheryl!
- [Stacey] What, what did you say?
What did you call me?
- Oh fuck.
Oh shit.
- What did you just call me?
- What, I didn't say anything.
- Fucken cock!
- [Cheryl] Stace!
Nice one.
Stacey, wait!
- What the hell happened Pete?
What?
- I don't know, fuck.
(Jerry laughing)
- [Jerry] Not bad for a dingo.
(light gentle music)
(beaded curtain clanks)
- You're Pete?
- Yeah.
- Hi, I'm Bunny.
Would you like to come with me?
(Bunny moaning)
Mm yeah.
Yeah.
Yeah.
(Bunny moaning)
(heavy breathing)
Boy, you really know what you're doing.
Here, let me get that for you.
I mean it.
You're the best.
I've gotta go now.
See you again soon I hope.
Help yourself to the shower.
(ambient music)
(muffled kids shouting)
- Pete!
Pete!
Dinner's nearly ready!
- Yeah, I'll be there in a minute!
(door clangs)
Shit.
(Jerry laughing)
I thought you were your Mum, hey.
- You sort it out with Steve?
- Yeah.
- Needs some work, hey?
- Be better off knocking it down.
It'd make a good bonfire,
don't you reckon?
(Pete laughs)
- Remember when we used to sleep out here?
- What are you doing tonight?
- Cheryl asked me to go over to her place.
You got any pot?
- No.
Hey,
try some of this on her.
Might work wonders.
- How long it last?
- Long enough, why?
- Got a job interview in the morning.
- How the fuck did he get this man?
Employment agencies never
fuckin' give me anything.
Always say that I'm unsuitable,
under-fuckin'-qualified, or some bullshit.
He won't get this job.
- He might.
- Who cares anyway, man.
I don't want a fuckin' job.
Spend the rest of my
days slogging my guts out
just to owe other people money!
Fuckin' assholes!
There's gotta be another way, man.
- There is.
- I got the job.
- That's great man.
(Mick laughing)
- Oi, how'd that stuff go with Cheryl?
Did yous go all night?
- Come on Pete, bit of
respect for the man's woman.
It's none of our business how
loud she howls, is it Jerry?
What stuff you talking about?
Jerry, you got some stuff man?
(Western music)
(light humming)
- 1200.
It's all there.
- Money in the bank.
(Steve sniffling)
Same again?
- Whatever's going.
(table tapping)
(upbeat music)
♪ The love in the doorway ♪
♪ The love and the streets ♪
(balls clanging)
- Want another game?
- Maybe.
- [Man] Jumbo Yumbo onion rings,
Jumbo Yumbo chilli
burger, a chicken shake,
and two mega chips to the drive thru.
(slow paced music)
- Guess who's a loser?
- You thrashed me.
- You let me.
- Bullshit.
Why would I let ya?
- Bullshit yourself Pete.
Don't treat me like a fuckin' idiot.
- Let's have another game then.
- I'll have a game.
- All yours.
- You stink.
- Mick, who's winning?
- This fuckstick.
- [Mick] Slickstick.
- How was work, man?
- I don't think I'll be
able to eat chicken again.
At first the stuff smells excellent,
but after a while just a whiff of the shit
makes you feel like you're
gonna chuck your guts up.
But hey, it's money.
- Another day, another dollar.
- Another 50 cents tax.
(slow paced music)
(Cheryl and Jerry moaning)
- [Jerry] Shh.
Shh.
(heavy breathing)
- [Cheryl] If you hold your
hand there long enough,
you'll smother me.
- I'll have to hide my psycho side.
(both chuckle)
- You never know, it could be fun.
(Jerry chuckles)
- I love you.
- Don't say that shit
if you don't mean it.
- [Jerry] I love you.
(slow paced music)
♪ Well I ♪
♪ Cast my net ♪
♪ And it ♪
♪ Drifts and flows ♪
♪ But I ♪
♪ Draw the line at falling in love ♪
♪ With you ♪
♪ I've seen the highs ♪
♪ And I've had the lows ♪
♪ But I felt alive ♪
♪ Falling in love ♪
♪ With you ♪
- I don't reckon I'd wear a condom.
What about if you raped someone?
Would you wear a condom?
- What do you mean?
- Like if you raped a girl,
would you wear a condom?
(Pete chuckles)
- What, would you rape someone Mick?
(Mick laughs)
- Not a bloke.
No,
only women.
- Oh man.
- I'm not one of those sick bastards.
- You're bullshitting me, hey, aren't you?
- No, fair dinkum.
Why not?
- What, you'd really do it?
- All we ever do night after fucking night
is talk about getting laid,
and then all we end up doing is going home
and having a wank.
- You just go pick some women up.
- That's the whole point.
Where've we been tonight?
Any time we do that,
all we end up getting is a bunch of
bad heads prick teasing us,
then we just end up back
here talking about it again.
- Go to a pro.
- No, I don't have any money.
- [Pete] I'll give you the money.
- Where's the fun in that?
You know what's gonna happen.
You give them the money and
you know what's gonna happen.
I don't want to fuck someone that everyone
else has been fucking.
I want someone special.
- I don't reckon I could do that,
hold a woman down.
I don't reckon I could bone up.
- Yeah you could, if she was good-looking
enough you could.
I've seen this girl man.
Walks down Ginny Lane
every day after work.
She's a real spunk.
Blonde hair.
Tight mini skirt.
I'd love to fuck her.
5:30 every day.
She even smiled at me a couple of times.
- You need to get out of here Mick.
- Where to?
This is it mate.
This is life.
- That's bullshit.
As soon as I get enough
cash, I'm outta here.
Nice house somewhere.
(Mick laughing)
What?
Good woman.
- Yeah.
- [Pete] That's life.
- You might believe in
miracles, but I don't.
Now see, whenever I feel like this is it,
like this is my fucking destiny and shit,
like no way out,
I always remind myself
that there's some hope
'cause I know if things get too
bad, I can just kill myself.
(Mick and Jerry laughing)
- Back to the canals hey Mick?
- Yeah, that's the one man.
(body thuds)
(car screeches)
(Mick coughing)
- Oh fuck!
Fucking help him!
Get a fucking ambulance!
What are you doing?
Mick, Mick, you okay?
Mick!
(sirens wailing)
(slow tense music)
- [Nurse] Are you still waiting
to hear about your friend?
- Yeah.
- We're probably not going to
know anything until tomorrow.
So you're probably better off going home
and getting some sleep.
- You don't know anything?
- Well I do know he wouldn't
be here if he wasn't so drunk.
- What are you saying?
You saying it's his fault?
- If he'd been sober
when the car had hit him,
he probably would've died from the shock.
He's very lucky to be alive.
Okay.
- [Steve] Hang on a fucking second.
You're better off in an
accident if you're pissed?
She told you this?
- Yeah, yeah, that's,
that's the fucking
bullshit part of it man.
They know this so they make a fuckin' law
that tells you you can't
drive when you're pissed,
'cause they know that if people did
they wouldn't get so fuckin' like hurt
and they wouldn't have
to go to the doctors,
so the fuckin' doctors would
go out of business y'know?
- Yeah, yeah, sure Pete, that
makes a lot of sense man.
- [Pete] It's a fucked
up world we live in.
- Fuckin' right about that Pete.
(Pete sniffing)
- I just feel like I
should've done something.
Like, I should've seen
the car or done something.
Like I should've fuckin'
caned the driver, you know?
- You were pissed Pete,
he would've decked ya.
- It makes no difference now.
- Mick's gotta go to a
rehabilitation centre.
- That means he's gonna get better.
- [Steve] They never tell you
the whole fuckin' story man.
- I gotta get going.
I'm going to go and meet Cheryl.
- You got a girlfriend now Jerry?
- [Jerry] Yep.
- That's fucking great man, how long?
- About a month.
- A month?
Shit, so it's serious, eh?
Fucken good on ya man.
I'm lucky to get through a whole pack of
frangers with just one sheila, man.
(Steve and Pete chuckling)
- Yeah, well I'm supposed
to be meeting her.
- Well, fuck, you don't want to be late.
We'll give you a lift, hey Pete?
- Nah, nah, it's all right.
- No, no, no, no...
- No, no it's all right, stay.
- No, no, no, fuck no, of course.
Let's go, come on, let's go.
- Steve, why don't we take your car?
- My car's a heap of shit.
If you're meeting your girlfriend,
you want a fuckin' nice one don't you?
(lock clangs)
(Pete laughing)
Get in.
- [Jerry] Come on!
(engine revs)
(upbeat rock music)
- Hey Steve, you reckon
we're pissed enough?
- No way man, you're never pissed enough.
Give me one, come on.
Jerry get one into ya man?
- I don't want one.
- Come on, get one in ya.
- I don't want one, Steve!
- Come on, man!
- [Jerry] Steve, Steve,
(horn honking)
Steve, Steve!
- Whoa! Whoa!
(car screeches)
(Jerry and Pete laughing)
That was like that
fuckin' ad on telly man.
Oh fuck.
(engine revs)
- What do you think of our new wheels?
- It's beautiful.
(everyone laughing)
Where the fuck did you find this thing?
- [Pete] Oh, you know, Steve
picked it up at an auction.
- For a fucking bargain, darlin'.
- Yeah, I'm sure!
Come on, faster Pete, faster!
- Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
- Yeah, yeah?
- Yeah.
- Yeah?
- Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
- Yeah, yeah?
- [Pete] All right.
(car screeches)
(everyone laughing)
- [Jerry] Just slow the fuck down.
- [Cheryl] Come on baby, this is fun.
- [Pete] Yeah, calm down Jerry.
What have you got to lose?
- More than you.
- [Pete] What the fuck's
that supposed to mean?
What the fuck are you talking about man?
- Nothing, just fucking look at the road.
Pete watch the fuckin' road!
(car screeches)
(everyone screams)
(glass shatters)
(slow tense music)
(car hissing)
(dog barking)
(everyone laughing)
- Yeah!
It's okay!
- Oh fuck.
- It's okay everybody!
- Oh shit.
- [Pete] We're pissed!
(Steve laughing)
See!
Not a scratch!
- [Pete] Jerry.
Jerry, hey.
Jerry?
Jerry?
- Pete, Pete.
- [Pete] Where are they?
Jerry?
- Oi, oi, oi.
- [Jerry] You fuckin' could
have killed her you dickhead!
Come on.
- Oh, let's go.
(Steve and Pete laughing)
- Woo!
Yeah! Oh fuck...
Woo!
Steve!
(birds chirping)
Hey man!
- How ya doing?
Ha ha!
Hey!
Hey man.
See her?
Her name's Kylie.
Came off the back of a bike,
her boyfriend was killed.
She's a real nice bird.
(Mick laughs)
She was a cook, that was her job.
Said she's gonna teach
me to how to do it, man.
Some flat spaghetti thing with mushrooms.
Soon as I get out of this bed.
(Mick laughs)
Yeah, I think she likes me.
- Yeah, what's wrong with her?
- Snapped her spinal cord in the accident.
She's a paraplegic.
(both chuckle)
- That's unlucky.
Bet you can't wait to get
out of here, hey Mick.
- Yeah man.
Same thing happened to me, Pete.
(Mick chuckles)
I'll never be able to walk again.
- What?
- Yeah.
- [Pete] What are you gonna do?
- Oh, I'm just gonna roll with it.
(Mick laughs)
What's in the bag?
- Magazine.
Relieve the tension.
- Thanks man.
That's all I seem to be getting.
Pornos and flowers.
Awe.
- Hey.
Have you got any feeling?
- Still waiting to find out.
Not much control though.
It's pretty messy.
- No, no, I mean, you know,
can you do it?
- Yeah, they reckon that you can.
I've heard that paraplegics have had kids.
I might even con Kylie
into giving it a go.
- It's nice here, hey?
- Yeah, it's pretty cool hey?
- Sounds like you're having a good time.
- I nearly died Pete.
It might sound like bullshit to you, but,
I'm fuckin' alive man.
I never felt alive before.
It's fuckin' excellent!
(Mick laughs)
(ambient music)
(truck screeches)
- What the fuck are you
doin' you idiot?
Get off the fucking road!
Move it!
(girls laughing)
(girls chattering)
(Pete sniffing)
(train clacking)
(girls laughing)
- [Girl] Who does that on the train?
- Weird.
(slow paced music)
(light humming)
- Hi.
- Hello.
- I was on the train.
- Oh, I'm on my way home.
- I just wanted to say hello.
You smiled at me.
- [Elizabeth] What do you want?
- I just wanted to say hello.
You're really beautiful and...
- Thanks for saying that.
But, I've been at work all day
and I really just wanna get home.
- I told him you'd try to
see him on the weekend.
- [Jerry] How was he?
Did he talk much?
- [Pete] He's pretty fucked up.
- [Jerry] Yeah, well if
something like that happens
to you you're gonna lose
it a bit, aren't you?
- Yeah, but still, he's
talking about cooking and shit.
You know?
Cooking.
- Nothing wrong with cooking.
- You know what I mean.
You know what I mean?
- I'll meet you at the pub after work.
- Hey do you reckon they'll give you
a night off sometime Jerry?
- If I take the night off
it looks like I don't care about the job.
- Could've fooled me.
- I gotta go.
See ya Pete.
(Jerry clucks)
- Hey, where ya going?
Hey, check this out.
(Pete laughing)
- Yeah but aren't models
supposed to be taller?
- Who said that?
- Me, I did.
- [Cheryl] What are you saying?
Calling me a short ass?
- [Pete] Don't look at me like that.
- [Cheryl] Like what?
- Like that.
- Fuck off.
(Pete sniffing)
- [Pete] I still prefer pot.
This shit makes me feel
like I'm going crazy.
- You ever shot it?
- No, have you?
- No, but they reckon it
gives you a better hit.
- Still rather smoke a cone.
- Do you like me Pete?
- Yeah.
You're all right.
- Just all right?
It's not what I heard.
- What do you mean?
- Stace said you called her my name.
- That's fucking bullshit.
Why would I call her your name?
- I don't know, why would ya?
- You're fucked in the head.
- Then what are you
doing here with me Pete?
- Want a beer?
- You didn't answer my question.
(metal clanging)
- Shit, I think it's Jerry.
How the fuck did he know we were here?
- Pete Simpson.
- Kenwood, what do you want?
- Fuck, she fuckin' looks
alright doesn't she?
But I know you've got some goee
so we'll fuckin' start with that, eh?
You look a whole lot better than
last time I saw you mate.
- Fuck off.
- [Cheryl] Get off you fuckin' prick!
- Fuck off!
(Cheryl grunts)
- Get your fuckin' girlfriends to fight
your fuckin' battles
for you do you Simpson?
Huh?
Is she a good fuck?
Don't worry, I'll fuckin'
find out for myself.
- You touch her, you're dead.
- Oh really mate?
See, trouble is that pricks
like you never fuckin' learn, do they?
- Got you you prick!
How's it going Pete?
(pipe clangs)
(Kenwood grunts)
Now, you know who I am Kenwood
and you owe me some fuckin' money.
Grab his wallet Pete.
- [Kenwood] You're fucking dead!
- Shit, you're really
in the fuckin' money,
aren't you Kenwood?
(head thuds)
- You're not so tough now that
there's more than one of you around.
- You know all about
that you fucking prick!
- You're fucking dead Simpson!
So are you you piss weak fuckin' wanker!
- What'd you fucking call me?
(head thuds)
- Learn
He's all yours Pete.
(Kenwood grunts)
- [Kenwood] Fuckin' cunt.
I know where fuckin'
every one of you live!
- [Cheryl] Here Pete.
- You fuckin' piece of shit.
Come on, come on.
Fuck you!
(bat thuds)
(Kenwood grunts)
- What's that?
Didn't hear ya.
(Kenwood grunting)
- Leave me the fuck alone!
Please, I'll get you the fucking money!
(Kenwood crying)
Please.
- Hit him.
(bat thuds)
- [Kenwood] Please!
Please stop!
Please stop please!
- You gotta say, "Please Mr. Simpson."
- Please, please, please
Mr. Simpson, please!
- [Pete] Please what, what?
Who? Huh?
What?
Can't here ya!
Can't hear ya!
Can't fuckin' hear ya!
- Please!
(bat thuds and clangs)
- I think he's had enough Pete.
- Pricks like you never
fuckin' learn, do they?
Hey?
- He's fuckin' he's had
enough, he's had enough!
- [Pete] I'll fuckin' kill him!
- Then how we gonna get
the fuckin' money back?
Huh?
- [Pete] We gotta make
sure we get the money back.
You hear that Kenwood?
You don't give us the fuckin' money
we gonna fuckin' kill you!
You hear that?
You hear that you fuckin' prick!
Let go of me, man.
Let go of me!
- [Steve] Go!
Let's go, come on!
(tense music)
(slow upbeat music)
- You guys seen Cheryl?
- No man.
She hasn't been here all night.
Any time you're ready Stace.
A quick game is a good game.
(Steve sniffing)
- I'm gonna crash.
You can keep watching telly if you want.
Pete, just make sure you
lock the door when you leave.
- What you wanna do?
- We should go and meet Jerry,
he'll be waiting for us.
- Okay.
(heavy breathing)
(both groaning)
Pete, wait.
That hurt.
- Sorry.
Sorry, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
- [Cheryl] Did I do that?
- [Pete] Huh?
- Shit, sorry.
You're bleeding.
What's wrong?
- I just gotta go.
- Why?
- Jerry.
- I won't tell him.
- I gotta go all right!
(door closes)
Good morning.
- Hey.
- What did you and Cheryl do last night?
- I thought she was with you.
- No, no, I was with Steve.
- Hanging 'round with your
no hoper mates again.
- [Pete] You can talk.
- What?
- Oh fuck off.
- How about I wash your
mouth out with soap?
Hey, how about that hey?
Just like your old man you are.
- What did you say?
- Let him go Dad!
- Doug, stop it!
- Let him go!
- Doug!
- Doug, stop it!
- Let him go Dad!
- Let him!
- Get out of my kitchen!
- [Jean] Get out!
- Nothing but a fucking cunt you are!
A stupid fucking cunt!
Fuck off you old cunt!
- Yeah, you fuckin' faggot,
- [Doug] you're a poofter,
you need a fuckin' woman to help ya!
- Doug!
He's just...
Peter, look at me.
He's just in a mood, mate.
It's not you.
(Doug and Jean shouting)
- You want some toast?
- Yeah.
- Haven't you heard?
- Heard what?
- Angelo phoned this morning.
He said Kenwood got killed last night,
bashed to death in the canals.
Looks like someone beat us to it, Pete.
(thunder cracking)
- Don't look like we're getting
our fuckin' money back.
Don't worry about it,
don't worry about it.
Water would've washed the
prints off it, alright?
Where's Cheryl?
Does she know?
(Cheryl laughing)
- Cheryl, this is heavy shit, okay.
We could all go to jail for this.
- Who am I gonna tell?
People kill people all the time.
Even if we did get caught
we'd only get a year or two.
- Any fucking time's too long!
- Oi.
You talk to Jerry today?
- Yeah, he called me before.
- [Pete] Yeah?
What'd you say to him?
- Nothing.
- No, no I mean about what I,
I mean what you said
about, where you went,
you tell him where you went last night?
Hey?
- I told him I wasn't feeling well
so I went home early, are you happy?
- He didn't say anything?
- Nothing that's any of your business.
Look Pete, I said I wouldn't say anything
and I haven't and I won't,
so would you stop stressing about it?
- Yeah, I just don't want you two
to break up 'cause of me, you know.
- Jerry's job's gonna take care of that.
Look, I had a good time last night.
- Look Cheryl, last night
was a fuckin' mistake.
Yeah I mean it was fun, but
it shouldn't have happened.
It shouldn't have happened.
It shouldn't have happened.
(thunder rumbling)
- Do you always run away after sex?
Can't you handle having a conversation
after you've done it Pete?
Oh but I guess you'd be talking to your
hand most of the time if you did that.
- Shh, fuckin' shut up!
- I had to walk home
alone, I was fuckin' scared!
- I'm sorry.
- Don't do it again.
(ambient music)
(thunder rumbling)
(birds chirping)
(ambient music)
(Pete crying)
(slow paced music)
(light humming)
(sirens wailing)
- Uniform coppers?
- [Pete] No, they're undercover,
and they're always there.
In the shops, when I'm
walking down the street.
They know what I'm doing.
I feel like they can read my fucking mind.
And I just wanna lay low.
- I think you're fucking paranoid.
I think you're taking
more than you're selling
and you're treating it like
this is some kind of party Pete.
This is a fucking business!
I thought we were mates.
- Yeah, we are mates, Steve.
- Sorry, I forgot this is
how you treat your mates.
You still fucking Jerry's girlfriend?
- I just wish none of
this had ever happened.
Gary Kenwood.
Everything.
Maybe I am paranoid, but
everywhere I look I see cops.
- Does anyone else know what happened
besides you, me and Cheryl?
- [Pete] No.
- Did you tell Jerry?
- No, I haven't told no one.
- Ah fuck, now you're making me paranoid.
If you thought the fuckin'
cops were following you,
what the fuck did you come here for?
I thinks it's best to,
lay low for a while.
Just let things settle down.
What are you going to do?
- Jerry said he'd help
me out with a few things.
- [Woman] One Jumbo
Yumbo burger with chilli.
- How's it going?
Getting the hang of it?
- Yeah, sort of.
(machine beeping)
You put up with this shit every week
and this is all you get?
- Yeah.
Don't expect to get to
like it, you never like it,
you just take the money and run.
- At least they put it in the bank for ya.
- Yeah.
(slow paced music)
You know it's not just
about fucking her anymore.
It's like we're more connected than that.
She's like my best friend.
Remember
when you and me wrote that
stuff in the cubby-house?
With our blood?
That's how I feel about her.
I know you and me will always
be there for each other,
and now I want to be there for her too.
Do you know what I mean?
- Sure do.
(heavy breathing)
He could come out any minute you know.
- I gotta tell him.
- He just got me this job.
- Well, I don't know what to do Pete.
I don't wanna keep doing this.
- Neither do I.
- You hungry?
- [Man] You got any on you, man?
- You got the wrong guy mate.
- Do you wanna eat something?
- No I don't feel like it.
- Yeah.
Not hungry?
Let's go eat something.
- No.
- Come on.
- So, what are we fucking doing then?
- Come on hun.
- [Cheryl] No, come on Jerry,
I'm not going down in there.
- Come on, let's go see where
they killed the bastard.
- No, I'm fucking scared.
- I don't wanna go down there either man.
- Awe Pete, he might've left
some of the money he owes ya!
(everyone laughing)
Come on.
Babe.
- [Stacey] Come on!
- [Angelo] There it is.
- Hey, do you reckon
this place is haunted?
- Probably is now.
Better stay close to me
in case something happens!
- You dirty prick!
Get off me!
(Angelo growls)
Fuck off!
- [Angelo] I thought all the rain would've
washed this shit away by now.
- No, it's got to flood
before it fills up.
- Man what if the cops see us down here?
They'll think we had something
to do with this shit.
- Relax Pete, we'd be gone before
they even knew we were here.
Why do you reckon they killed him?
Do you reckon he owed them money, too?
(everyone laughing)
- Yeah probably.
But they probably didn't
mean to kill him, y'know?
- I heard they bashed his
head in with an iron bar.
I don't think they were
fucking around mate.
- Fuck, is that blood?
- [Angelo] Looks like it.
(Jerry screams)
- Fuck!
(Jerry laughing)
- [Stacey] That's not
funny you fucking idiot!
- Ooh.
Shit Pete, I wish it was me.
We would've made short
work of that prick, hey?
- Yeah, yeah, we would've.
- Fuck this, I'm going.
- No, no, come on Cheryl.
It's not that bad.
Come on, let's get pissed.
Hey babe, let's play
some charades, who am I?
(Jerry imitates punches)
(Jerry crying)
(Jerry laughing)
- [Kenwood] Fuck you!
Please!
I'll get you the fuckin' money.
Please Mister Simpson!
- I want to get as
pissed as I've ever been.
Let's just keep drinking forever Cheryl.
Hey?
Fuck, I hate the chicken shop!
I just want to party!
I fuckin' hate chickens.
I want to fuckin' fly away.
- Chickens can't fly Jerry.
- Yeah, yeah.
- Don't, don't.
Fuck off.
- Yeah?
(Jerry chuckles)
(Jerry imitates clucking)
- Jerry,
do you reckon there's a light
at the end of this fucking tunnel?
(Jerry laughing)
- Nah.
There's a fucking chicken shop
with a drive-thru
and fuckin' dickheads
ordering Hawaiian packs.
(Jerry laughing)
(glass shatters)
- [Cheryl] What fuck did you do that for?
- Fun.
- Yeah, that's real
fucking exciting Jerry.
Real fucking exciting!
- Yeah, well you wouldn't
know what fun is.
Stupid bitch.
- Yeah well neither would you,
because you're at fuckin'
work all the time.
Piss off, Stace.
- Piss off then.
[Jerry] Get some more piss then!
- Fuck you!
- Should I...
- No, I'll go get her man.
(Jerry chuckles)
Cheryl!
Cheryl wait!
- [Cheryl] Piss off!
- [Pete] He didn't mean it, okay!
He's just pissed!
- Well then he shouldn't fucking drink!
- Fuck, oi!
Come back hey, we'll go somewhere else.
- How do you think I feel
with you and Jerry there?
I feel like a slut.
- What do you want me to say?
- I'm pregnant Pete.
- Why are you telling me?
- Why do you think?
I don't know if it's
yours or if it's Jerry's.
- [Pete] Isn't there some
sort of test they can do?
(face slaps)
- I fuckin' hate girls who get pregnant,
I don't want this!
I fuckin'...
- Hey, you're not gonna tell him are ya?
Hey, you gonna tell him?
You gonna tell him?
- Well are you gonna tell him?
- Jerry'd be better at this
sort of thing than me alright?
He's got a good job.
Cheryl, I don't know how long
I can handle it there Cheryl.
- I never said I was gonna
have the thing, did I?
Nah, I've got plans for my life Pete,
I'm not gonna be stuck here with a kid!
- I can give you the money.
(Cheryl scoffs)
- I wouldn't want to put you out.
- You wouldn't be putting me out Cheryl,
you can give me the money
back when you could afford it.
What?
I said I'd give you the money.
- Fuck you!
(ominous music)
- Can you imagine owning this place?
You'd feel like a king wouldn't you?
You know, I never thought I'd say this,
but I'm a company man.
- I'm not a company man.
- Yeah you are.
(Pete gagging)
(Pete spits)
What are you doing?
Hey, hey, hey, hey Breeanna.
Hey Pete!
Now come on.
- I'm going home.
- Breeanna!
- [Todd] Breeanna,
that's got a spit in it!
- I thought you said that
kid was a good worker?
- Pete!
- The bloke across the
hall said the fuckin' cops
were in the building the other day
asking fuckin' questions about Kenwood!
I'm out of here Pete.
- [Pete] What kind of
things were they asking?
- I don't fuckin' know,
but I'm not sticking around to find out!
Who'd you fuckin' tell?
- No one.
No one.
- Fuck.
- [Steve] Cops reckon it's drug related.
Reckons they found some fuckin'
empty satchels in the canals.
Maybe you were right,
maybe you were seeing fucking maggots!
- Where are you gonna go?
- Fuckin' away man!
The fuckin' cops are on the case, mate,
and they're not gonna catch me!
And you better watch your ass
or they'll fuckin' do you too Pete!
- Well how long you going for?
- I'm not coming back mate.
You want some more dope do you?
- I just need some cash.
- You can have it, I was
gonna flush it anyway.
- You were gonna flush it?
- There's plenty of fuckin' drugs
where I'm heading, man.
- You sure you don't want
any money for this Steve?
- When you leave,
just make sure you go
out the back will ya.
(tense music)
- I don't want to know about
this stuff with Kenwood, Pete.
I'm tryin' to get my
shit together now, man.
Don't even want to know about it.
- Man, I don't know who
to talk to but.
Come on!
- Things have changed, man.
When the insurance comes through,
Kylie and I, we're gonna
get a place together,
get it specially built
with ramps and shit.
I don't want to risk any of that man,
not even by knowing stuff.
- Man, I reckon you've
looped the fuckin' loop.
I reckon that crash took
more than your fuckin' legs.
It took something from up here.
I didn't come here
because I wanted anything,
I came here 'cause you're my friend.
Huh?
- I don't want to see you again Pete.
Please don't come back here again.
(tense music)
(slow paced music)
(light humming)
- What happened?
- You tell me.
Jerry comes home from work early,
he was using choice language.
- Yelling and screaming
like a bloody idiot!
- He comes out here, sets
it alight, and then he left!
What's going on Pete?
Where are you going?
Do you know where Jerry is?
- [Doug] Jesus Christ Jean, I don't know
where you went wrong
with them fucking kids!
- [Todd] Hey Roger, there's that guy
that spat in the Hawaiian pack!
- You come here again
mate, I'm calling the cops!
- Fuckin' get your hands off me!
Where's my cousin?
- [Manager] He's gone mate, just like you.
- You're a loser mate!
You'll never be a company man!
- Yeah, yeah, fuckin'
Tweedledee and Tweedledum.
Hey, go shove a drumstick up your ass!
Hey Jerry!
Jerry!
Where you going man?
(music rumbling)
(solemn music)
- I did it.
- What?
- I'm the one who killed Kenwood, Jerry.
- Did you mean to?
- No.
And you know what?
Even though I hated that
prick and I wanted him dead,
now that he is I wish he wasn't.
I even miss him,
not like a friend or anything,
just,
he's not there to hate anymore.
I reckon you need people to hate
just like you need people to love.
It sort of works out,
doesn't it?
(both chuckle)
- You shouldn't have spat in the food.
If you didn't want the job,
you should've just walked out.
They were gonna call the cops on you.
I talked them out of it.
And then the manager said I had a,
what the fuck.
What the fuck did he call it?
Conflict of interest,
and he was gonna sack me.
But fuck it, I got in first,
I said "You can shove your fucking job!"
- I didn't mean for you
to lose your job Jerry.
- Then I went to see Cheryl, you know,
I just wanted to see her.
And she tells me she's pregnant,
and I got this amazing
wave of happiness over me,
like the fuckin' job's nothing.
I felt so good.
I never felt that good before.
But she wasn't smiling, so
I asked her what's wrong
and she started crying.
And she said I was too good for her.
What the fuck is that supposed to mean?
Having a job?
How the fuck am I supposed to
make it if I don't have a job?
Then she tells me that she
doesn't think the kid is mine.
- What?
- She thinks it might be yours.
(heavy breathing)
I burnt the cubby-house down.
All it was good for.
Now I've got no job, they
won't give me the fuckin' dole,
and my girlfriend's having
a kid to my best mate.
I don't know what I did wrong.
- Do you want to hit me?
- No.
How could I hit you?
You're my fuckin' best friend.
- Come on Jerry, fuckin' hit me man.
Just fuckin' hit me...
- Just piss off Pete!
- Fuck. Just hit me, fuck it.
Fuckin' hit me man.
Fuckin' hit me Jerry.
Fuckin' hit me Jerry!
I fuckin' deserve it!
- Leave me alone Pete.
- [Pete] Hit me Jerry.
Just fuckin' hit me.
Hit me.
- [Jerry] Leave me alone.
- You fuckin' knew I liked Cheryl.
I fuckin' liked her before you did!
(face punches)
(Pete spits)
(heavy breathing)
I'm sorry.
- Yeah, so am I.
(tense music)
Hello, is that the police?
Yeah, I got some information for you.
You're still looking for who
killed that Gary Kenwood guy?
Well I know who did it.
I did.
My name's Jerry Rawson.
I'm at the railway station.
(slow gentle humming)
- Jerry!
Jerry, no!
(train whistle blowing)
Jerry!
No!
(train screeching)
(Jean crying)
- [Jean] No!
(Jean screaming)
(camera shutters)
(kids laughing)
(people chattering)
- Hey.
- [Man] What are friends for?
- It's kicking.
I found out it's a boy.
- What are you gonna call it?
- Got any ideas?
(slow paced music)
♪ Well I, cast my net ♪
♪ And it drifts and floats ♪
♪ But I, draw the line ♪
♪ At falling in love with you ♪
♪ I've seen the highs ♪
♪ And I've had the lows ♪
♪ But I felt alive ♪
♪ Falling in love with you ♪
♪ So save my soul ♪
♪ Won't you save my soul ♪
♪ Falling in love ♪
♪ Again ♪
♪ Falling in love, again ♪
♪ When you want me ♪
♪ I don't want you ♪
♪ Oh my eyes are full of envy ♪
♪ Well I hate to think ♪
♪ That I've grown so cold ♪
♪ But I, I wouldn't mind ♪
♪ Falling in love, with you ♪
♪ Falling in love, with you ♪
♪ Falling in love, with you ♪
♪ Falling in love, with you ♪
(slow paced music)