Smash Palace.
Craig here, Jacqui. We need the truck.
It's a bit early, isn't it Ray?
Sorry, it's blocking the road.
Two miles after the Chateau turnoff.
Georgie, your feet are freezing.
OK, I'll try and get him out of bed.
Thought you were going to put a new motor in that thing.
New truck, more likely.
Tell me, Ray.
If you went halves with someone in a Golden Kiwi...
-- you know, a half million job --
...and the other bloke didn't cough up
What would you do?
Tell him you owe him 5 bucks.
What do you call it? Winners and losers?
- Tiny, do you know if Al's sorted out the back axle for the 42 chev? - I don't know.
He promised it to the guy 2 weeks ago.
We should try and get it to the station by midday if he's to get it next week.
Hello. Smash Palace.
Oh, Mr Parry, no. Al's out at the moment.
- Did you talk to him about what I -- - Yes, I did give him your message.
- I haven't heard back from him.
Look, I'm sorry that he hasn't rung you back but he's been extremely busy lately.
He's got a chance to sell the business, is he too busy for that?
No, no. Look, we are still interested in selling.
Well, get him to ring me back, will you.
Alright, well look I'll try and get him to ring you as soon as he gets in.
OK. Goodbye.
- Do you want me to park it up the top for you? - No, I'll do it later.
- We won, Dad, we beat you. - Winning isn't everything, love.
Come and have a look at the car.
Get out.
- G'day, Tiny. - G'day.
When can I take her away?
Well, I got some trim to finish and... Still waiting on some footplates from Peru.
You can drive it away now if you like. Slap them on in a couple of minutes, mate
Yeah, that's what you said a month ago.
Yeah, well I been busy on the old Ralph. Getting her ready for Bayparks.
- Much more to do? - Put it this way. I'm winning.
I mean, I got a full wheel alignment to do, and that'll take a day.
And young Dave's down next week with a fresh engine.
No, I'm afraid you can't rush these old babies.
Ah-h, no Coke in the car, you know better than that.
It's not like your Jap crap, Ray. People who made these cars really cared about them.
- So, have they been keeping you busy lately? - No, not too bad. Spot of bother down the pub the other night, that's all.
Hah, couple of boy scouts, eh?
You know, these parts come from all over the world. Like these lenses are from the Argentine.
The ignition switch is from Taiwan. They're the buggers. You wait for months for them to arrive...
...and when they get here they've got a reverse thread.
Hey, Georgie! Come on. cut it out.
- Georgie. - What?
Cut it out, you'll wreck the steering box.
Come on, love.
Len Parry rang while you were out. Why don't you give him an answer?
It worries me, that water weeping from the head. Think I'll pull it down another 5.
Yeah, well, I'd best be off. See you both tonight?
Haven't got anyone to look after Georgie yet.
Don't worry, Mum. I can come to the party too.
No, no honey. You stay home with me and help me work on Ray's car.
Oh, I don't want to go on my own, Al.
It's alright, Ray'll look after you, won't you Ray?
Yeah. Best be off. Well, we'll see you both tonight.
You might be lucky.
Alan?
What?
Geotgie, you've got to have a bath.
Georgie Shaw's only got one lap to go, she's gonna beat the rest of the field...
...she's way out in front, half a car, Georgie Shaw.
- Go for it. - Georgie, your bath is getting cold.
- Brake on. Brake! Brake! - Georgie!
- What? - You've got to have a bath!
- Do I have to go for a bath, Dad? - Yeah, of course you do, honey.
Quick, help!
I can breathe underwater.
Hey, Jacq, come and have a look at this.
Woops, watch this, Mum.
- Darling, have you rung Len Parry yet? - No, not yet.
I'll do it later.
Georgie, are you hungry?
Mm, I'm starving.
- You fed Wake yet? - No, Mum.
- Well, you better hurry. The 3'rd race starts soon. - Well I'd better do it quick.
Get your-- Take that one, take that one. You're dirtying them.
- Hey, why don't you come to the party, huh? It'll be good fun. - No. No truly, I don't want to go.
Look, we haven't been out together for ages, and... I've organized a baby-sitter.
Soon as I get this thing done. I'll take you... I'll promise that I'll take you...
- Oh, please, please. Mm? - No, I don't want to go.
Look, I'm racing in 2 weeks.
Look, I'll drive you over. And Ray can drive you home.
How about that?
I'm not going then.
Don't be bloody stupid.
Alright, I will go. And I'll drive myself.
Um. No.
- And don't bother waiting up for me. - No, I'll drive you over.
No thankyou, I'll drive myself.
No, I'd rather drive you over. Um, the lights aren't working too well on the Chrysler.
How come, look when we've got all those cars out there, hmm?
How come it's not possible for me to have one that goes properly that I can drive?
Well?
I dunno why. I haven't had any bloody time, have I, look I'm...
Yeah, well maybe if you you weren't so obsessed with that pile of rusting junk out there. Plus that --
That pile of rusting junk out there my father spent a bloody lifetime getting together.
Well I need a decent car.
Look, Al. Why won't you talk to the guy that's trying to buy this place?
- Do you want to know why? - Why?
I'll tell you bloody why.
Just one of those bloody cars, in America, is worth twice what he's offering.
Yeah, well bloody well sell them in America then!
You just don't want to leave this place, do you.
No, I bloody like it here.
Mother, pal and sweetheart,
three names I love so true,
Mother, I need no other,
You're all 3 when I am blue,
It's sweetheart when I am lonely,
It's pal when I need a friend,
Mother, when I am in trouble,
It's mother until the end.
You're neat Tiny. Real neat.
- Wish you'd been in Europe with me. - Yeah.
Well, you'll have me on Monday again.
- See you, Tiny. - See you, sport.
What spanner d'you reckon fits that?
Good one.
Where did you and Mum meet?
Eh, we met in a hospital.
A hospital here?
No, a hospital in France.
Yeah, your mum came to visit this bloke.
He was in the bed next to me. It was her boyfriend.
And, ah, we liked the look of each other.
But I knew she really liked the look of me when she came back to see him and...
...and he'd been discharged already.
So I ate all the fruit that she brought for him.
Then we ended up having a wheelchair race down the corridor.
- Who won? - Guess.
- You? - No, I had a sore shoulder.
Give us a 7/16'th
- Why d'you want to know all that for anyway? - Just wondered.
Have you eever iver ever in your leef life loaf...
...seen a deevul divul devil, with your weef wife woaf?
Right, off you go.
Goodnight.
Hey, Dad?
Why don't you go to the party with Mum? Tiny can come back and look after me.
Well, we'll see. I might. Come on, go to sleep.
- Well, goodnight, Ray. - Jacqui, please don't drive that.
I'm alright, look, I -- this car will get me anywhere, I know this place backwards.
- I'm OK. Really. - You're not.
Yes, I am. I'm perf -- My steering wheel's gone.
Please, come on give those keys. Come on, I'll take you home.
- Please, come on. - Well you'll have to arrest me.
"I'm driving on the white line, white lines" -- Ooh, I love this song.
"Whose going to roll me over, this time?" Oh let's not go home yet please?
- I know what, let's go down to the river. - No, come on Jacqui, we've go to get you home.
Oh, don't be such an old stick-in-the-mud.
Jacqui! Come on, you'll get cold.
Naughty, naughty.
Oh, no, no, let's not go home yet, please
- Are you embarassed being alone with me? - Yeah, I guess I am a bit.
Well, there's no need to be, is there?
- Look at you. - It's just I've never seen you like this before
Well, if my old man's too busy, greasing up back axles...
...instead of making sure that I'm not up to no good, then, um...
...I think I'm entitled to a bit of fun.
Are you awake? Are you awake? -- Nnnn.
Oh, bloody useless car. Should fix it.
Wouldn't start. Al had to bring me home.
What's the time? - Oh, just past 1.
We'll have to go and pick it up in the morning.
I think it's got flat batteries or something.
Musta left the lights on.
Good one.
- By the way, thanks for bringing Jacq home. - That's OK.
Silly bastard.
There was nothing wrong with the car you know. Started first time.
God, women can be half-witted at times.
Take Jacqui and all that business about Fiona's 21'st.
You know what I'm like at parties. Usually go to sleep.
Or start a fight.
Shot. Beautiful shot, mate.
Oh, I dunno. Jacqui's always on about not getting out enough.
Like I remember when Georgie was a nipper...
...I'd finish a hard day's yacker, and want to go down the pub.
She'd say, "Well I want to go too".
I'd say, well we both can't go.
So you go down, honey. You go down, and I'll look after Georgie.
She'd say "But I want you to come with me"
I mean, she can't be entirely dependent on me for her social life, can she?
Ah, it seems to me marriage is some kind of lottery anyway.
You buy your ticket -- Hey, that reminds me...
...you owe me 5 bucks.
- 5 bucks on the game, come on. - What are ya? 13 points up.
OK, pal, you're on.
Jeez.
Shitarse.
Same again?
Why not?
Manners.
Yeah, that's right, Frank, I've got the manners of a pig.
Eat shit!
Thanks for the drink.
Great piece of piha for the police force.
No, he's alright, just always thought you were screwing that bird of his.
- And now she hates the sight of a race-car - You can't really blame her.
- Why? - I saw that crash in the Grand Prix last year--
Come off it, that sort of thing used to happen every day in Europe...
...and she followed me right round the circuit. - Alright then. Take her back to Europe for a while.
Back to froggy land? No way. I was only there for the racing.
Better be hubcaps on there in the morning, lads.
No, besides I got too much to do here.
No...I can't figure it out.
I'm just don't even know what to do about it.
I'm not even sure I want to do something about it.
Aw, hell.
Sorry, mate. It's not your problem, I know. Thanks for the game.
Sure. See you.
...do we always come camping?
- Come on, you two. - We're coming.
- Hello, hello, what's he doing here? - He followed me.
No, Dad!
- Al?
- I always wondered what would happen if we stopped-- - Al, stop it! Get going! What are you doing?
Al!!
OK, what's bothering you now?
- You know what's bothering me. - Yeah, well I'm not selling the yard.
Well I've had about as much as I can take.
You've had as much as you can take. How the hell do you think I feel?
I've had a gutsful of your melodrama and constant criticism.
God, woman, the last time I can remember doing anything right in your eyes...
...was having a drink with the mayor. The bloody mayor, for Chrissake.
- Whose whole conversation revolved around big tits--- - Oh, you're pushing me to the limit, I've had enough!
Big tits and clay shooting!
- Well I've had enough too! - Stop the truck! Let me out! I've had enough. Stop it.
Bag.
Knock, knock!
Who's there?
Lydia.
Lydia who?
Lydia dustbin.
- Mummy, your bag! - Oh, thankyou for that, love..
What are you doing?
Be a good girl, darling.
Hi.
What's the matter?
What'd you want to talk about?
I don't know. I just had to talk to somebody.
You probably realize that things aren't great between Al and me.
Look, I don't want to involve you, it's just that...
Well, I thought that I could talk to you. And you're a friend.
Yeah, but I'm also a friend of Al's.
What do you think would happen to Al if I left him?
I know the problems Liz and I had when we split up.
I still haven't really got over it.
We didn't have any kids.
Just make sure it's what you really want.
Do you want a beer?
- Where the hell did you put the tent? - I put it in the truck.
Well I can't find it.
- But it must be in the front seat. - What?
- It must be in the front seat. - We travelled in the front seat, didn't we?
It's not here.
I told you to put everything that was on the kitchen table in the back of the truck.
Now when the hell are you going to start getting things right?
How can we go camping without a tent?
Sorry, kiddo. Let's go home, eh? I wasn't in the mood for camnping, anyway.
Go home and see your mum, eh.
- I'll pick her some flowers. - Okay.
Isn't that Al's truck?
- I think it is. - What's he doing back?
- Hey, Ray. - Al.
What's up?
- Nothing, I was just--- - I asked him over.
- See you. - Bye
What's the story?
Jesus Christ.
Where's the bloody frying pan. I can't find a frying pan anywhere.
You can never find anything anywhere. Look at you, you leave glasses everywhere...
- What do you think this is? - My home. - Look at it.
Tell me,what -- What am I gonna do here?
Why Ray? Why Ray?
- Because-- - Anybody else, but why Ray?
I mean he's my best bloody friend.
Because he talks to me, he cares how I feel. - Yeah.
You don't even talk to me any more
What about? What the hell is there to talk about?
- That's right. There's nothing to talk about. - All there is to talk about is your bloody-- your past.
- Your hoity-toity ways in the bloody past. - Well maybe I had more of a past-- - Shit on everyone around here.
You supercilious bitch!
What do you want?
It has nothing to do with Ray, I don't want you to mention his name.
- OK, what do you want? - What do I want?
- Tell me something you want. - Well I don't want you --
- Apart from fine clothes and bloody money, what else d'you want? - That's not important to me. you know that.
I don't care about clothes, I just want to be happy.
What have I got here?
Look at Georgie, she's growing up amongst dead cars.
- She's growing up healthy. - Healthy? She's dirty, night and day.
- Healthy in her brain. - Look at your hands. Just look at them.
Well I don't want her to be like everybody else in this town.
Marrying the baker or some mechanic.
- I want her to have a better life. - What's wrong with mechanics?
I don't like the way they smell.
You want I should juggle for you, lady?
Dance for you?
You can't even -- Well, fuck ya!
You shan't treat me like that, you brute.
Wait. Put those bloody cups down. Leave them alone.
Jesus, woman.
I can't stand it any longer.
Take it easy, will you.
OK, I'm sorry.
I'm leaving you, Al.
It's not because of Ray.
I just want to be on my own for a while.
Be responsible for myself again.
I'm going to go back teaching.
I'm going to look after Margaret's house while she's away.
Aren't you going to say anything?
- What about money, have you got enough money? - I'll be alright.
Well if there is anything you want, just sing out, eh.
Don't.
Georgie, see you on the weekend, honey. Remember you spend the weekends with me, eh?
I've left some toys at the house so I'll have something to play with.
- I wish Bjork could come with me. - No, no, it's better he stays with me.
- I'll, uh, drop you in a load of firewood. - Look, stop being so nice Al.
OK then, I will.
Hi Dad!
- What's the verdict? - It's, ah, positive.
Jesus, Tiny. I suppose you cocked up the other side as well.
Sure enough.
God, Tiny, how many times have we done it?
What's the matter, mate?
I'm sorry.
- I guess I'm missing Georgie too much, that's all. - Yeah, well. Things are a bit hard for you right now.
Probably just as hard for Jacqui
- Huh. She's got a pretty funny way of showing it. - Well, it was hard for her coming here.
And you being what you are.
Talk about me a lot, do you?
- Why don't you find another woman? - What for?
Besides, the only lady I'm interested in...
...happens to be 7 years old.
We've got to do some shopping on the way home.
Ray's going to come for dinner.
We'll have something special, huh?
- How about chops? - Ah, no. Something special like...
...deep fried brains. - Yuk!
Hi Jacq. Look, I know I've been totally unreasonable.
I've made my mind up to sell the yard.
Oh, how marvellous, Al.
Yeah, well, I figure we could get half a million for it.
We could go to America and buy a whole fleet of racing cars.
No, no, I won't race myself.
Hi Jacq. I know I've been totally unreasonable...
...but d'you think I could come in and have a cup of tea, and we could talk about it?
Oh, of course, Al.
I know, that I have been totally unreasonable.
I know I have been totally unreasonable.
Hi Jacq.
Look, I know I've been totally unreasonable.
Hi Jacq.
Look, um, I know you've been totally unreasonable.
I mean, I've been totally unreasonable, but...
Look, Al, you can't be coming around here all the time.
I got some roller skates here for Georgie, d'you mind if we try -- ?
No. She's in the middle of her dinner.
Well, is it alright if I take her to Baypark then in the weekend?
- No. - I'm racing the car for the first time.
- No, I don't want her to go. - I've been building that car for a year.
Georgie helped me make half of it.
If you don't let her go now she'll be broken-hearted.
I'm scared you'll have an accident. It would be terrible for her.
Well I hope she likes the skates.
Open the door.
- Jacqui, open the door, or I'll bloody well smash it down. - Go away!
I said open this door.
If you don't go away I'll call the police.
I'll call him for you. Ray. Ray
What's the matter, are you stuck under the bed?
God, Foley. What d'you want from my life?
You got my wife and my kid.
Tell you what, I'll give you the shirt off my back. Here you are.
She bought it. And these.
Nice. Tight. Poncy. Jeans.
I hope they cut your balls off. If you've got any, that is.
Has he Jacqui?
And I'll tell you what, Ray, you'll love these. Clean on today.
- Christ what in hell d'you think you're doing? - Do you want my boots too
- Or do you think they're too big for you. - Forget your bloody boots, come and get inside.
Get inside. Get inside there and get your bloody clothes on.
- You piss me off. Get out. - Come on! Come.
Look, I'd give you my race car as well, but you wouldn't have the guts to drive it.
Alan--
Remember Georgie's still my kid. And I'm taking her to Baypark on the weekend.
Mum, mum, come quick the race is starting!
It's missing.
Look at that mountain.
It's Dad's win.
Mum! Mum! Dad's won!
Dad's here.
Hi honey. D'you want come rabbit shooting? - Yeah.
I told your mother, it's OK. Hop in. I'll put your bike on the back.
- Please. Please. - Jacqui. No.
- Just one minute. - I've got to go back to work.
- Just quickly. Mmm? - No. And you've got to get Georgie.
Well she can wait, I've been late before No, look, really--
Bye-bye.
- Well I'm not going to go out to dinner with you then. - Yes you are.
Oh no, I'm not.
Hey Ray. You got any chewing gum left?
Ah, I don't want it all, I just want a bit-- You have the rest.
- Bye-bye. - Bye.
- Hey Ray. - No.
Look. You forgot something.
What are you doing? Jacqui.
- Can you see the rabbit? - Yeah.
- Is it right in the middle of the cross-hairs? - Yeah.
OK, pull the trigger.
- Did I get it? - Nah.
Good.
- Alan. Alan. - Jacqui.
- Georgie's missing. - They went out hunting.
Thank God she's alright.
Yeah, Al and Georgie went out a while ago and they picked up the rifle.
Look it's, ah, it's my fault. Al asked me to ring and I forgot.
Look Tiny, don't try and make excuses for him.
Well, he's had it a bit rough lately. Well, if he thinks he's having a hard time now--
Oh, come on, Jacqui. Explain it to him.
See, he can't believe that you and... Well, you leaving, hasn't sunk in.
Well, if it hasn't by now, it will.
Come and have a cup of tea.
I've never been able to stand this place.
It's like a... It's like a graveyard.
All those car wrecks out there.
Most of them have either killed or injured somebody.
Used to give me the creeps, living out here in the middle of nowhere.
That's why I left. I couldn't stand it, Tiny.
I tried to talk to Al about it, but... we never got anywhere.
He won't even talk to the guy that's trying to buy this place.
When we first came her, 8 years ago, when Al's father died...
...it was just supposed to have been for a couple of months.
To sell the place, and wind up the business.
But once we got here, Al seemed to have settled in.
He was...quite happy to vegetate here for the rest of his life.
I don't know why he didn't look after you better.
I'd better run.
See what happens when you sign for registered letters?
Notice of application for a non-molestation order.
We'll see about that Jacqueline bloody Shaw.
Jacqui? Al, I don't want to talk about it.
- Jacqui-- - Look Al, I don't want to talk about it.
- Jacqui, we've got-- No, Al. Please. No.
What's going on in that head of yours?
Al, what else could I do?
You can't just take Georgie whenever you want to. Without telling me.
Are you gonna let me in, so we can talk quietly about this or not?
No.
Alan. Alan, what are you doing?
Alan! Alan!
Don't push. Stop pushing. That's the way. Baby's being born now. Don't push, love. It's OK.
That's the way. See baby's face. Baby's getting born. OK?
There we are. There's baby.
You're a silly bugger, Al.
You're just going to have to calm down, or you'll end up in serious trouble.
Come on. Frank'll run you home. Tiny picked up the truck.
Just take things easy for a while, eh?
I'll talk to Jacqui. See if things can't be sorted out a bit better.
D'you mind if I take you out of your way? Some kids have been throwing bottles in the swimming pool.
Thought I'd check it out.
Poor bugger.
Hello, get the bastard!
- Here, Al. Have a drink, Al. - Fuck off.
Now then. Can't make an idiot of the law and get away with it.
You bastards!
Al?
You know that notice you got a couple of weeks back.
They've had the hearing. Al, it's a non-molestation order.
That means you're not to go near Jacqui.
And you haven't got access to your kid.
But that's the law, Al.
You can't go near them unless she says so.
You had your chance to be represented.
You could have gone too, and been represented at the court.
You were given a proper notice.
-You tell that gutless wonder Foley-- - Ray had nothing to do--
She's my kid and I'll do what I want with her! Now piss off!
- Hi, Tiny. - Hi, sport.
Georgie, why don't you go outside and play, huh?
I want to have a talk to you. About Al.
Ray told me what happenned.
Look, Ray had nothing to do with it, Tiny. I know he didn't.
I think you and Ray should take it easy for a while.
Tiny, that's none of your business.
Well what about non-molestation order he's got? How do you expect him to take that after everything else?
Well what else could I do? He takes no notice, you know.
Look, I don't seriously mean that he can't see Georgie any more.
Well I think that there's gonna be big trouble.
Where you going to, Al?
Bush.
Wait a minute, I'll come with you.
No. Too bloody slow.
- When will you be back? - Maybe bloody never.
Georgie. My--- Don't.
Don't play around like that. If you can't eat with these chopsticks...
Georgie...grab Teddy and get in the truck.
- You better do as your father says. - I don't want to go.
Get into the truck.
- Do as your father says! - Get into the truck!
- I don't wanna go! - Move!
What are you doing, Al?
Get in.
Al!
You stupid bugger.
Stay there.
Al. Stop it. Stop it.
Daddy, please slow down, please.
Will I get into trouble for staying away from school?
Where are we going, Dad? I'm scared.
- Tiny! - Hello.
Tiny. It's Al.
He's gone off his head.
- He's got Georgie. He's got a gun. - What?
- Have you any idea where they've gone? - Haven't a clue.
Muttered something about going bush.
I knew something like this would happen.
Nobody will ever find us here, will they Dad?
I hope not, Georgie.
I think we should go home.
Your call, Dad.
- Six hearts. - Seven clubs.
- Seven hearts. - Eight clubs.
First up, eh?
Why did you come to the house and point the gun at Mum?
You wouldn't really have killed them, would you, Dad?
Course not.
It's your turn, Dad.
It's your turn.
- Well what's trumps? - Clubs.
Are we going to stay in the bush forever?
- Why? Would you like to?
No. I was just wondering 'cause it's my birthday tomorrow.
Oh,shit.
Go look under the bottom side. Doesn't look like there's anybody in there.
- There's no sign of them. Nobody inside. - Keep looking.
Come on. No point staying. Come on.
Hi. Still no sign.
We've double-checked the bush. They're not in the river.
I don't reckon they were in that truck when it went off the cliff.
Al set this whole thing up. I'm sure he has.
It's Georgie's birthday today.
It'll be alright.
What d'you reckon about that?
- Can I play with me hat? - Well we gotta sing the song first.
I mean, you gotta help me,eh, I'd feel a real drongo if I have to sing it on mne own.
Happy birthday to you/me, Happy birthday to you/me,
Happy birthday dear Georgia/Georgie, Happy birthday to you/me.
Hip hip - hurray
Right. Oh.
- I'll never forget this birthday party, Dad. - Neither will I.
It's just like yours.
- You know what'll happen if I take you back? - What?
They won't let me see you again.
Yes they will, Dad. No, they won't.
At least this way we can have a few weeks in the bush together.
- Knock, knock. - Who's there
- Ivan. - Ivan who?
I've an everlasting love for you.
You know when you were born. You were like a little wrinkled monkey.
A froggie.
- I'm gonna go for a pee, Dad. - Off you go.
That's the beauty of the bush, eh Dad? You can have a pee anywhere you like.
Not there.
Mum. Mummy.
Georgie, what's the matter? I don't feel all that well.
Christ, you're burning up girl.
- I want to go home. - I can't take you home now, Georgie.
Please don't get sick. You'll stuff everything up.
I want my mummy.
I want some medicine.
I got a little sick girl out there in the car. She's running a temperatire. I need some medicine.
Move!
Look, I don't want to hurt you, just get me some pills for my kid, will you.
Hurry!
I've just seen Al's car at the chemist shop here. He appears to be inside.
-Come on. I'm gonna have to take with me - I can't, I've got a hair appointment at 3 o'clock.
Shutup. Shutup
He's got the girl as hostage. He's taken the shop girl. Will follow. Over and out.
Come on, out!
Quickly, girl!
Keep going.
- Please stop it. - Move.
Come on, move. Move girl.
Round here.
Look will you shut up please, and sit down.
Sit down!
I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to get you into this mess. It's just I don't know what the hell I'm doing.
You hold Georgie.
- Now how many of these pills does she have. - Its, just 2.
Here, you do it.
Georgie, put them in your mouth and swallow them.
I think I feel better now.
Georgie, do as I say.
Are we going to die?
Al's over in the hubcap room.
Jacqui.
- Let me talk to him. - Here.
Al.
Al, you've got to let Georgie and Rose go.
Jacqui! Jacqui!
Jacqui! Where's Jacqui?
If Jacqui's out there you tell her I want to talk to her.
Al, she's not here.
- Jacqui! - I have to talk to him.
Jacqui! Jacqui! Stop her, Paul!
Mummy!
Thankyou, Jacq, for coming.
You'd better take Georgie, eh? She's sick.
I don't feel very well, Mum.
Al, please give yourself up.
You can't get away.
Oh, Al, you stupid bum.
You've gone too far.
We could get things going again, Al. I know we could. Just...
...you and Georgie and me, we could live together again.
You could sell the yard, and we'd go away to Australia, nobody would know us there.
Al, if you'd give yourself up now, they'll be easy on you.
I know they will.
I'll stick by you, Al.
I still love you.
What's gonna happen, Dad?
Your Dad'll think of something.
Go on, take her away.
What about Rose?
Tell Ray Foley to get himself in here. With a bottle of whisky.
And then I'll send Rose out.
Hey, Jacq.
J'aime tes jambes.
He says that if you bring him a bottle of whisky, he'll let Rose go.
It's not full.
Upstairs.
Come on, move.
Al.
Al, are you up there?
Jesus, where'd you learn that?
I saw it on the news.
OK, girl, off you go. You've got 5 minutes.
- What? - Your hair appointment.
OK, we'd better tighten that noose.
OK, down we go.
Got a surprise for you.
One...
Two...
Three...
Four...
Five and a half.
Six, I think.
Tiny.
That's right, Ray. Your car's ready.
I've done a lot of work on it.
I think we should take it for a test drive.
Don't you?
Looking real pretty.
Come on. Hop in.
Nah, nah. Sit up there. Where evertbody can see you.
Now, Ray, the ignition. Press in, turn right.
Starter button. Up here with your foot.
Don't move that car an inch further.
Now stop. Stop right where you are.
Is he talking to me?
Don't want to drink with me?
Come on, Ray, what d'you reckon?
Any good, or rotten?
Jesus, Ray. None of this would have happened if you hadn't moved in with Jackie.
You've got it totally cocked up, Al. I never moved in with Jacqui.
You're a fuckwit, Ray
I'm a fuckwit.
As I see it, Georgie'd be a hell of a lot better off without both of us around.
Stop that bloody train!
You didn't really expect me to let that happen, did you?
You fucking bastard.
I mean, a beautiful car like this?
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