Here Out West (2022) - full transcript

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Oh, no.

Hello, dear. Oh, listen,
I can't do today. I...



Oh, Mrs Chidiac.

I'm so sorry! I... I...

Thank you very, very much,
Nancy. No, no, no. Yes...

No. I can't do today!

I can't... If you
could... Oh, Jesus Christ.

Get in.

Loving that juice,
aren't you? Eugh!

Mmm.

Stop blabbering, would you?

I'm trying to concentrate.

Right.

yourself.

Come on, kiddo. Got to go.

Where are my keys?



Thank you.

Excuse me.

Oh, here.

Hello. G'day.

That...

And this as well.

Thank you.

That's my bag. OK.

You've got five minutes. You
can't take those in, though.

Oh, you're joking?

You take these, kiddo.

Won't be long.

Hi, love.

Brought you some balloons.

He wouldn't let
me bring them in.

Got one of each colour because
I didn't know what it would be.

What is it?

Girl.

A girl.

How long are they
letting you out for?

Grace.

Hmm?

Your granddaughter's
name is Grace.

Well, I think Grace will be
happier elsewhere anyway.

Better off with someone else.

Someone... What happened?

I thought you were good
now. What happened, Mum?

Bloody DOCS worker.

Interview.

It was just one slip-up, and
it wasn't even my fault, Megan.

It was that bloody
lawyer of yours.

Back on it, aren't you?

He was hopeless. I
knew he would be.

God, I should have known.

Should have bloody
known. I'm such an idiot.

I can't tell you.
I'm good now, Megan.

I am good.

They're going to take
her now, you know?

I think you wanted it this way.

I'll make it up
to you. I promise.

I will do whatever it takes.

Megan, I promise.

I will.

Who's your friend?

Spider.

Very good. Yeah.

Spider.

I don't want anything
from you anymore.

OK. OK. I will
speak to them again.

Just go.

Well, you haven't done very well
yourself as a mother, have you?

I didn't mean to say that.

Love...

I just...

Time's up.

You're joking. I just...

Please. I just...

OK, fine.

Love you, Megsie.

Come on.

What?

Come. Come. Quickly.

Come on. Quick.

Have a seat. Take a seat.

Mind that.

Grace.

Hello.

My baby.

Hello, my love.

I brought you these.

Balloons.

Hello, my little girl.

Hello.

Oh, darling. I'm your nanny.

I'm sorry, little baby.

I'm sorry.

You look like you've
done this before.

Yeah.

God grant me the serenity to
accept the things I cannot change.

And the...

..courage...

..to change the things I can.

Come on.

Come. Come on. Bring the things.

Nancy!

Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.

Come on.

Hey, hey, hey.

Relax. I'm trying.

Trying.

Play on.

Play on.

Hey.

Come back.

I saw you hit the car.

What car? I have it on camera.

Yeah...

Fuck off, old man.

Bad.

No.

No.

Well...

No. No.

Jorge.

Dad.

Felipe.

I'm not playing anymore.

Take your time.

That baby can't be in
the front seat like this.

It's not safe.

Amirah, get in the back. No!

She can't be in the arms.

It's an emergency.

It's an emergency.

Dad.

Turn off the car!

Turn off the car.

Papa. Turn off the car!

Papa!

What the hell are you doing?

Police, please. Yeah.

I'd like to report an accident.

Come on.

You're always on my
back for no reason, bro.

I'm out of here.

Oi, come here. Come
here, you little shit.

Oi.

Come on, guys.

You better run. Oi.

I'm right behind you, bro.

I'm gonna get ya.

Ah, jeez!

Sorry, mate. Sorry.

Oi! Stop!

Oi, Robi.

Hey! What's up, man?

Oi! Stop!

Enough.

Please.

I got a stitch, man.

You can run, but you
can't hide, motherfucker.

Guys, this is so fucking dumb.

Seriously?

Can we just talk
this out, please?

Fuck you. Yeah?

I guess not.

Oi.

Fuck. How'd you find me? You
only got one hiding spot, bro.

Cheers.

Let's bounce, man. I
got shit to do, bro.

Shit. You can run.

African, man. We can run.

What are we going to do now?

Let's just go home, call Rashid
and we'll sort this out. Alright?

I'm right here. Oh,
fuck. Here we go.

Look, I can't help it if
your cousin wants me, bro.

She doesn't want you.
Rashid, chill out, brother.

Oh, yeah? Then why did she give
me a wristy at Daniella's party?

What the fuck did you say?

Oh, did I stutter?

He's just geeing you up. She
didn't actually do that. Alright?

Did she? Dino, stop
talking shit, bro.

You stay the fuck away
from her, you dog.

Look, just because you're doing
some boxing stuff at PCYC,

you think you're Muhammad
Ali all of a sudden.

Yo, chill, boys. Relax.

Oh. How's that for
Muhammad Ali, cuz?

Chill out, man.

Oi. Guys. Relax.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Look what you've
done now, you dog.

Shit!

Oh, shit.

My eye is fucking
blurry. I can't see, man.

Hold still. Hold still.

Arrgh...

Ah!

Shit. That stings, man.

Yeah. You've got a cut there.

Is it deep? Boys,
boys, boys, boys.

Can't tell. There's
a lot of blood.

What's going on?

There's an accident.
Come. Come on.

Come on. Get up. Are you good?

Oi, oi, oi.

Hey. Hey, lady.

Hey, bro. You alright?

Is he breathing?

Bro, let's just call the ambo.

Man, by the time they get
here, he's going to die.

We'll take him. The
hospital's close by.

Is this guy for real?

Are you gonna help, or what?

We need some help!

Hey. We need some help.

Sir, we'll take you
through to emergency.

Heard a loud crash noise...

..unconscious...

What you call the cops for? I
don't want to get done, man.

Here you go, sir. You can have
a seat over there on bed 8.

Cuz. Cuz. Wear my jacket.

It's going to get cold.

Let's go. Sit down.

You reckon they've
got Women's Weekly?

I don't know, bro.

Why are you always
reading Women's Weekly?

All the news. News. You've
got to be aware of the news.

Alright. Can you
just relax, bro?

Yeah, bro, seriously.

Cuz, all you need is a
Band-Aid. Bro, just chill.

Why are we in the emergency?

Well, we're in the emergency

because you clocked
me in the eye, bro.

Sometimes in life,
you get cracked.

Has he even said sorry?

You didn't even say sorry.
Relax. Oh, bro, I'm sorry.

You guys should go home.

It's going to be a while.

You'll probably walk
into a parked car, bro.

Probably, brother.
Listen. You know me.

I get punched in the eye heaps.

It's not as bad
as it looks, cuz.

Yeah. You should definitely take
advice from Mike Tyson over here.

Yeah. Keep talking, brother.

I swear you won't have
to leave the hospital.

Robi Chaudry?

You two can step
out now. Thanks.

Go home. Alright?

Don't start anymore
shit, please.

After you.

What if I don't?
Go, guys. Fuck!

Hello? Yeah, Ma.

I'm in a lecture.

Ma...

Your dad can't handle anymore
stress. You know that.

What time you will be home?

Today's your sister's birthday.

No.

Yeah. Yeah. OK, Ma.

It's chicken.

Cheers.

I was nine when we
left Afghanistan.

We walked for one month
in the desert heat

to get to Peshawar in Pakistan.

Then two planes and a
boat through Malaysia

till we finally got here.

Farah...

..she's not just my cousin,
brother, she's basically my sister.

She was only five when both of
her parents died in a car bombing

at the American
embassy in Kabul.

They were both translators.

Usually they... they
did different shifts.

But that day they decided to...

..to catch the
bus home together.

It was their anniversary.

We took her into our family
and left soon after that.

Actually, I...

I carried her most of the
way here from Afghanistan.

I told her, "I'll
always protect you."

"No matter what, I'll
always be there for you."

You know what I mean?

Look, bro...

..if you really like Farah,

then I'm OK for you
guys to hang out.

I'm fine. It's alright.

Just... Just... Just don't say
stuff like "she gave me a wristy"

and don't degrade her like that.

I was just talking shit.

It never happened.

It doesn't matter anyway, hey?

What do you mean?
She just texted me.

She said she's
seeing someone else.

Bullshit.

Ask her who it is.

Bro, come on. I'm
not gonna ask...

Fucking ask her! OK.

Chill.

Fuck's sake.

There. It's sent.

What does she say?
Bro, I just texted her.

What about now?

Don't forget. Condensed
milk from the Indian shop.

Not Woolies. Got it.

Robi...

Don't be late. I know.

OK, Ma.

You
have one new message.

Hi, it's Farah.

So, I just told Dino about us.

He asked pretty directly, and
I just couldn't lie again.

Hope that's OK.

Fuck. I don't know. Anyway,
buzz me when you can. Yeah?

Bullshit, brother. You know what
I mean? Why is he doing that?

Well, come straight to my face.

If you're a man, you
come straight to my face.

In my culture,

if there's an issue or something,
you want to date someone,

you go up to him and say,
"Bro," you know, straight out.

Like, "There's something
between us," blah, blah, blah.

This bloke doesn't have any respect.
It's a little sister. It's a cousin.

I mean, you don't respect her.

That means you're trying to do the
shifties. You know what I mean?

Where is this bloke anyway, cuz?

He gets a little cut on his
head they take him to ER.

What a joke, brother. Shh.

Why are you touching me? Don't
touch me. Relax. Far out, bro.

Yeah?

I've seen people with their
legs lopped off, they walk home.

This one gets a little cut on
his head, he's trying to hide.

What do you want?
I know he's hiding.

Where have you been?

I brought rasgulla.

Oh, for Christ's sake.

He can't eat.

I'm sorry.

How much do Anjali
and Aditi know?

Excuse me. We're only
allowing family here.

She's his wife. I'm
his wife of 40 years.

Welcome to Australia 50 years
post-White Australia policy.

Yeah, they let people from
different races fuck now.

I only told your
sisters it was serious.

I just couldn't.

Why don't you go home, have
a quick shower and come back?

I'll call you if
anything changes.

I can manage.

Alright.

No-one said you couldn't.

Baba.

Look what I brought.

What have you got there?

Just sweets.

They're his favourites.

What's he saying?

I don't know.

He only spoke to us in English.

People often revert to their native
language in their final days.

It's OK, Baba.

I'll find out what's
bothering you.

We'll need an interpreter.

I'll log the job, but it's late.

Please.

What language? Hindi?

Bengali.

We might not have someone
until the morning.

OK, Ma.

I don't want the guests
to think you are useless.

Alright. Alright.

OK, Ma.

Robi...

Back home, you know what I mean?

I mean, you came... at least, you
know, you were a gronk about it,

but at least you
were straight up.

Anyway, cuz, he gets a little cut
on his head, they take him to ER?

What a joke. Far out, bro.

Brother, I've seen people with their
legs lopped off, they walk home.

Yeah?

This guy gets a little cut on
his head. He's trying to hide.

I know he's hiding.
What do you want?

Were you just speaking
Bengali before?

Yeah. Why? I really
need a favour.

Hey, it's urgent.

What did I do, bro?
You got angry at me.

Baba?

Look who I ran
into. It's nephew...

Uh, Robi.

..Robi, Baba.

What were you trying to tell me?

What's he saying?

Not sure. Maybe it's
a different dialect.

Sorry. What's he saying?

My Bengali is not that good.

You're lying.

What did he say? I need to know.

You would let an elder of your
community be lost in translation

on his deathbed?

No wonder your mother
thinks you're useless.

Your father wants
to die at home.

Oh, God.

It's never enough.

No. Not die at your house.

In India.

Your father wants
to die in India.

Yes, I know. I told
you to go home.

And now I'm telling you,
I need you to come back.

Like now.

Sorry?

Mum?

No, the reception's shithouse.

Oh, fuck.

Fuck! Fuck!

Want some?

It has vodka in it.

Sweet.

Robi. Short for Rabindranath?

It's alright.

I used to do the same thing.

I called myself Ash.

I even teased my father
about his accent.

Now I'm always Ashmita.

So, what did you do
before your dad got sick?

I was a singer in a punk band.

How'd that go down
with an Indian father?

When I toured Europe

he told family in India

I was on a study
tour.

But, you know...

..because I never settled down,

when he got sick, I was the
only one who could care for him.

So I came home.

And you're getting too
old to be in a band.

You punk-ass kid.

I'm your elder. You're supposed
to respect me and call me Didi.

By the time you get the whole
respecting elders thing...

..it's...

..it's too late.

Baba.

Baba.

We can still try.

Hello, uncle.

What do you wanna say?

Baba...

..you were so fearless
in coming here.

Baba.

You are the most radical,
bravest person I will ever know.

I hope in the next life I get
to be your daughter again.

Is your dad a Hindu?

Sort of.

The kind that eats Big Macs,
and is too lazy to practice.

Do you know any prayers,
mantras or anything

to, like, focus his thoughts and
help him have a peaceful journey?

No.

Oh...

Yeah.

Mamo Chitte.

If you ever need anything.

Goodbye, Rabindranath.

Goodbye... Didi.

What's her name?

Hmm?

Her name. Harvin.

Papa. Who's this?

Look.

Wow.

Who drew that?

Oh.

Look at that.

Hmm. Good boy.

Hmm.

I can sing in English.

Oh.

So cute.

So cute.

Put the seatbelt, please.

They wouldn't pull
you in for no reason.

Yeah - the reason is that
they are racist dogs.

Why didn't you just
show them your bag?

I said I'll show you my bag

if you get everyone in the
shop to show their bag too.

Otherwise, fuck off.

If you've got nothing
to hide, who cares?

That's because you didn't see the
way the security lady grabbed me.

I was standing there and
she grabs me like this.

Meanwhile, next to me,
there was a dickhead,

he has a big-enough suitcase,

he could have fitted a couple of
blenders and MacBooks in there -

they don't bother checking him.

You could have just
gone to Westbury

instead of coming all
the way to the city.

I was going to swing by yours
after and see your new car.

It's been about a month and you
still haven't brought it around yet.

Are you scared someone's going
to steal your tyres or something?

You know, you only act this
hard when you're in the city,

but here out west,
you're a good boy.

You play with your
Pokemon cards and...

Yeah, well, I don't collect
Pokemon cards anymore.

I collect money.

Ooh!

Whose money is this?
Relax. I didn't steal this.

I'm just fucking with you.

I know it's not yours
because you don't have a job.

It's Dad's. He wants
me to go buy a vacuum.

Yeah. Bullshit.

You know he never picks up.

I'm going to tell him everything
that you did at the shop

when we get back.

Tell him. He can't lecture me
any more than you have already.

It's doing my head in.

Do me a favour. Get
rid of the ratty.

It looks dirty as hell.

Don't even talk about my hair. Where
did you get the shiny suit from?

Tarocash?

This is Hugo Boss, yeah?

And nothing wrong
with looking nice.

If you dressed a bit better, you
wouldn't be in trouble as much.

Wow, is that all it takes?

You know, I can't wait to
become a banana like you

and live in Surry Hills.

Why do Viets always put other Viets
down when they get a bit of success?

Is that why you moved out? Me and
Dad were holding you down, huh?

I don't hear you complaining

when I'm paying for the
roof over your head.

Tom speaking. MAN: Tom.

How you going, mate? Tom?

Been looking for you.
You round the office?

Gazza, mate. Just had to
run a few quick errands.

Oh, OK. You're not
joining us for lunch?

No, mate. I had to step out of
the office for a little bit.

You fellows go on
without me, hey?

The cost benefit assessment's got
to be in by the end of the day.

You're coming back?
Yep. They'll be done.

Alright, boss, I've gotta
head. I'll see you soon.

Hang on, Tom. I've been telling
Jimbo about your impersonations.

It's a classic.

He's here with me now, and
I've got you on loudspeaker

so you can do the voice.

No, mate. I've, uh...

I can't do that right now,
hey? I've got a bit of company.

Go on, Tom. I've heard
that voice is a cracker.

I don't know, mate.

Alright. You're not getting
all PC on us now, are you?

You
want a special fry rai-eece?

Told you. Just like that
takeaway. That's very good, mate.

Good job, mate.

Alright, you bloody jokers.

I'll see you in the
office in a bit, hey?

Alright, Tom.

Shit. Oh, fuck.

You right, bro?

I swear, this bloody pothole,

it's been there for,
like, three years now.

Nothing gets fixed around here,

and everyone's happy
to live like this.

But because I want to make
something better for myself,

I'M a banana?

Fuck!

Motherfucker. Shit.

You'll be fine. Just go
steal some new tyres again.

What?

What's that supposed to mean?

As if you don't remember.

Like, ages ago, bro.

When you used to have that Corolla
and you needed new tyres for it.

You went to Hertz rental, hired
out exact same model Corolla,

took the tyres off, put your
ones on it and returned it.

You remember?

No. I don't know
nothing about no Hertz.

Yeah, right, Mr Solid Citizen.

Get inside, dickhead,
before I hurt you. Yeah?

Told ya.

What do you want to eat?

How about... ..special-ah flowas?

Watch it, dickhead.

Hey, you know what's funny?

I swear, if you say
something stupid,

I'm going to throw
you off the roof.

No, I was walking
home the other day

and I saw a fucking Hertz
Corolla coming off the road,

skidded into a power pole,

and I thought, what
if that was the car

you put your bald-arse tyres on?

Shit. Were they alright?

So you DID steal those tyres.

So what if I did, then?

I should rip this fucking
ratty off your fucking head.

Far out, bro.

I got to fix my hair again.

Oi!

Stop.

Oi, Robi. What's up, man?

Oi! Stop!

Hi, Tom.

Hey, it's Tuan.

Yeah, I won't be able to make
it back into the office today.

Why not?

I cover the team all the time.
You guys can cover me this once.

What about the report?

Nah, mate. Not doing it.

Ladies?

This is not the mall.
Socialise in your own time.

Of course, Sharon. We
were just finishing up.

And remember to speak
English in the workplace.

Emergency is short-staffed.

They've asked if anyone
wanted to work a double.

I'll do it. Happy to.

Excellent, Roxanne.
Report in 15.

Did you... did you lose
consciousness at all?

Uh... no.

Do you feel dizzy?

Your balance, it's OK?

Yeah.

OK.

I'd like you to stay
here for an hour or so...

..just
so we can observe you.

An hour? Don't worry.

I don't think you have a
concussion, but we need to be safe.

It's my mum.

Always answer when
it's your mother.

Oh, yeah.

These forms are never-ending.

Mm.

Oh...

Mm.

What are you
doing, standing around?

The last time I checked,
your shift wasn't over.

Can I have a word? Mm.

I presume you've heard.

About what?

The baby.

The kidnapping in
Maternity today.

Grandmother took a newborn
right out the door.

Is the baby OK?

Still missing.

The police are coming
to take statements,

so I'm working my way
through everyone that was on.

Can you believe it?
What a stuff-up!

How was Salve today?

She seemed... distracted.

Roxanne?

It wasn't Salve.

What do you mean?

Don't answer that.

There'll be an investigation.

FACS will have to get involved.

She... The woman was
so gentle with her.

Oh, shit.

Let me do the talking.

It'll be OK.

Hi. Hi.

What's your name?

Zenko.

Hi, Zenko. I'm Roxanne.

Um...

Where are your
parents, little one?

Lost.

OK, anak, OK.

Uh, who's here?

Who did you come in with?

Baba. He's hurt.

OK, anak, now...

..can you tell me what colour the
stickers on the wall near him were?

Hmm. I think green.

Let's find them, huh?

OK.

Come on. It's OK.

Let's go find them, huh?

It's OK.

Any news about the baby?

Mama!

Wow!

Make a wish.

I know you like
juicy watermelons!

But why do we have to
drive for 40 minutes?

Mrs Li sells them down the road.

We need to remember
this number. Ma!

OK, fine.

What...? Alright.

What are you up to?

You're dragging me out here to
this wasteland on our busiest day?

Tonight is not the ending.

Tom women are strong.

We always find the next
big thing together.

We can have a garden here.

Grow our own melons.

With your hard
work and my brains,

our business will
be big success.

This is our future.

The countryside.

This is your idea
of the countryside?

Maybe they'll throw
in a pony if we ask.

Stop being funny. Everything
I say is funny to you.

All my life, I've slaved
- in China, in Burma,

and in bloody Lucky Pig!

With the restaurant gone,

we will buy into this
perfect house to live in.

Just you and me.

Oh! Oh, my God!

All I want is to have
a life with my thamee

until the day I die.

Am I allowed to be happy?

No, not when you plan batshit things
like this by yourself. Like always.

Batshit? Shit? Shit is you!

The restaurant wouldn't
even be closing

if you'd actually
listened to me.

People only thought we were special
because of my Burmese desserts.

We work in a Chinese restaurant.

I can't do this anymore.

Where are you going?

I'm moving to Melbourne
next month, with Elliot.

Idiot! Elliot.

Ell-i-ot.

We've been together
for five years

and you still don't care
enough to learn his name.

I know his name.

Elliot is idiot!

Mwah!

Thank you.

Seriously?

It's OK. It's OK.

It's alright, little girl.

Please, Gracie.

Oh... Oh.

Hello.

My restaurant's just there.

Why don't you come inside?

There we go.

Hey. You want to grab a seat?

Is it... Amirah?

Amirah. Amirah.

Hey, Amirah? Come here.

Wow! Your grandkids
are cute, cute, cute!

Aunty Winnie will bring
you something yummy.

No charge.

They're in some kind of trouble.

The baby looks newborn.
Maybe we should call someone.

Come on, darling.
Come on. Come on.

Good girl.

Say thank you? Hmm?

What do you think? Hey?

Hey.

That's yours now.

Da-da!

Go, Leslie!

Thank you. Thank you.

Thank you. Thank you.

I'd like to dedicate
my last song

to my beautiful Winnie.

Aww.

You know, Ma and her family...

..they were the only
Chinese immigrants

in their neighbourhood
in Yangon.

She said it made
her feel less alien

when she learnt to cook
every dish to perfection.

And she made me love cooking.

Ma taught me how to make
the best kulfi in Sydney.

She rarely ever talks about
where it came from, though.

Her home.

That's Mr Chatterjee.

He used to cut my hair, after
I graduated from bowl cuts.

His fave dish is taro duck,

and he tips if the
skin is extra crispy.

That's Sally Tran.

Her little sister, Jenny,
gave me a nosebleed in kindy

and Ma went... she went
fully She-Hulk on her.

Sally's nicer, though.

She loves my falooda.

Angel...

What are you saying?

Crazy day.

Screaming in the countryside.

Crying baby. Karaoke.

Well, because I will be closing.

15 years.

This restaurant lasted
longer than your marriage.

It could have had another 15 if it
wasn't for those bloody gentrifiers.

Ma...

I'm never gonna live in
the countryside with you.

But if you need a lift to
get your juicy watermelons...

But... aren't you and Elliot...?

All I know is I don't
want to be far from home.

For now.

Of course!

Your ma is getting old.

Very weak, with
creaky bones! Oh...

Who else would carry
my watermelons, huh?

I know.

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