Bubby naughty bad boy,
dirty little cunt!
Oh, leave me alone! Leave me alone!
Just please, leave me... Go away from me!
SOMEONE HELP ME!
Why don't you bastards do something!
Watch the language, lady, or I cool you off for a couple of days!
Hey, we're not the bloody criminals!
Those arseholes stole our purses!
We can't help if you go walk about at night by yourselves!
Who'd want to steal from a boong?
Oh, for Christ's sake!
We were on our way home from work!
Work?! Huh! That'd be the day! Something illegal, no doubt!
Youse are really fucked!
Now, I warned you about the language!
Now you can piss off out of here!
And consider yourselves lucky I didn't lock up the pair of you!
Fuck, let's go!
I'd have that head wound seen to!
Get fucked!
Psst!
Whatcha doin'?
What ya doin'?
What're you doin'?
Why don't you talk to me more?
What, cat got your tongue?
I got feelings too, you know.
But...
Not fun being on night shift, is it?
Get lonely, you know.
Why don't you talk to me?
Get fucked!
Leave me alone! Please leave me alone!
Someone help me!
You want out?!
It's the Animal for you, you fucking nutter!
Me be Bubby.
The Clingwrap Killer.
You have been rehabilitated.
Here's ten dollars to see you on your way.
You can go.
Don't let me see you back here.
Well...
If that's all there is...
...we're stuffed!
Jesus can see everything I do...
...and he's going to beat me brainless!
Come!
You see...
No one's going to help you, Bubby.
Because there isn't anybody out there to do it.
No one.
We're all just complicated arrangements
of atoms and subatomic particles,
we don't live.
But our atoms do move about in such a way
as to give us identity and consciousness.
We don't die;
our atoms just rearrange themselves.
There is no God.
There can be no God,
it's ridiculous to think in terms of a superior being.
An inferior being, maybe, because we,
we who don't even exist,
we arrange our lives with more order
and harmony than God ever arranged the earth.
We measure...
Plot...
We create wonderful music.
We are the architects of our own existence.
What a lunatic concept to bow down before a God
who slaughters millions of innocent children...
Who slowly and agonisingly starves them to death...
beats them,
tortures them...
Rejects them.
What folly to even think that we should not insult such a God...
Damn him!
Think him out of existence.
It is our duty to think God out of existence.
It is our duty to insult Him.
Fuck you, God!
Strike me down if you dare, you tyrant!
You non-existent fraud!
It is the duty of all human beings
to think God out of existence.
Then we have a future.
Because then, and only then,
do we take full responsibility for who we are.
And that's what you must do, Bubby!
Think God out of existence.
Take responsibility for who you are!
Fuck you, God!
Strike me down, if you dare!
Fuck you, God.
Fuck you, God!
Strike me down, if you dare!
Hello!
- Hello! - Hello!
- Hello.
- What're you doing?! - Bubby good boy.
Let's get him!
- You pervert! - Son of a bitch!
You be's right...
You be right, Mum...
Bubby no fit no more out there.
#Tell you a story
#Sad but true
#Tell you a story #about you know who
#Bad Boy Bubby
#Bad Boy Bubby Blues
#Tell you a story #about you know who
#A boy called Bubby
#sitting right over there...
#Bad Boy Bubby #with the wild, crazy hair...
Yeah, wherever you want.
Anything to drink...?
...father?
Pizza.
Got any money?
Money...
That's all there is.
Then you just want pizza?
Pizza.
Well, what sort of pizza?
Pizza!
Alright!
No trouble, okay?
Pop no trouble be.
Alright, Pop.
Keep your money.
Cat!
Good cat.
Don't move, you little cunt!
I'll beat you brainless, by... Christ...
Good cat.
Don't go, cat.
Stay!
Bubby get pizza for Cat!
Pizza!
Don't go! Stay!
Good cat! Stay!
Don't go! Pizza!
Can you spare a buck, mate?
Fifty cents then?
Alright, then twenty?
You got any money at all?
That's all there is!
That all?
Oh...
Let me buy youse a drink!
Paul!
That be Paul!
Ungrateful bastard!
#A place where nothing ever ends
#Where feelings never fall asleep
#Just like in a miracle
#You'll find her, you'll see her
#There, between the silence and the sleep
#Want her #Be hers
#There, between the fallen and the dream
Get him!
Jesus Christ!
Get that fucking thing out of here, you mad bastard!
Get off the fucking road, you greenie bastard!
Look at the silly bastard, would you?
You poofter bastard!
Hey, son!
You can call me Pop!
I'm your Pop!
Hey, Pop!
Hello, son.
Hello, Pop!
Yeah, yeah, that'll do!
Don't go making a big thing of it!
What's the matter with you, son?
You got a bit of a mental condition or something?
Fucking kid's trying to be me again.
Shut the fuck up, kid!
You useless cunt!
Why don't you piss off?!
Leave Bubby alone...
Leave Bubby alone!
Fucking useless shit, should've been left to die!
#You'll find her #You'll see her
#There, between the silence and the sleep
#Want her #Be hers
#There, between the fallen and the dream
Stocking up there, Bubby?
Not Bubby.
Me Pop now.
What's the pizza for, Pop?
Pizza for Cat.
You still got that bloody cat?
Don't worry about it, Bubby.
We'll get you more pizza tomorrow.
Pop get pizza for Cat now!
Hey, you can't go anywhere!
We need you tomorrow night. You're part of the band now!
Cat hungry!
Wait a minute, Bubby.
Look, Pop. Just wait.
Tonight, you were good.
They loved you out there.
And you loved it out there.
We want you to do it every night.
Tomorrow night, and the next.
Okay?
It's a regular gig here.
Stay with us, we'll look after you.
For sure!
Pop give pizza to Cat.
We'll take you wherever the bloody cat is!
No!
No.
Pop go to Cat!
Pop sleep with Cat.
Come on, we can't just let him go. We'll never see him again.
We can't force him to stay.
Bubby, please!
Bubby been left to die.
Me Pop now!
And don't lose it!
Remember: when it gets dark, give the note to someone,
they'll bring you back here, we'll pay!
What's going on? Go back to your woman.
I hope he makes it back.
Gonna be a dull gig tomorrow, if he doesn't.
See you!
Fucking bit me!
Kill the fucking thing!
Break its fucking neck!
Fucking cat made me bleed!
Leave Cat alone!
Cat!
Pop got pizza!
Come on, Cat.
Pizza!
Don't be still, Cat!
She say Cat be dead.
Is Cat dead?
Yes. Cat's dead.
What did she say?
She say you name be Angel.
Oh, my God!
You understand them!
You understand what she said!
You must have more names than just Pop!
Pop!
Me be Pop!
You can call me Pop!
Pop, we just want to find out where you come from.
Where do you live?
Pop don't know.
Bubby don't know.
Do you think he might be schizo?
I don't think he's anything... He's just a... kid!
Bubby a big weird kid!
Christ, kid! You're a weirdo!
Pop not a kid!
If we take him anywhere, they're going to lock him up!
And I feel he shouldn't be locked up!
What is it, Rachael?
She think me should stay!
Is that what you think, Rachael?
What about the others?
What do you think?
Do you want Pop to stay?
Yes. Yes!
Well, I'm sure you've got some stories to tell!
Like who's Bubby, for instance?
You're Bubby, aren't you?
Bubby been left to die!
Me Pop now!
Oh...
Pop want to see Angel's tits!
No.
But I'll show Bubby!
Bubby want to see Angel's tits!
I don't hear Bubby!
Bubby no fit no more out here!
Me Bubby.
Them be beautiful.
Like Mum.
Don't you think they're too big?
Them be perfection!
Okay...
It's enough for now...
You go back to being Pop.
And Bubby's our secret.
Okay?
It's a garden, and it's filled with roses...
All different colours...
And it smells so beatiful in the garden.
It is a very special garden.
No one knows about this garden...
No one is allowed to come in.
Only people who love you.
Only people who care
about you.
And only people you want to let in.
There's a very high picket fence
around the garden...
Hidden in the high grass...
And no one can see it.
Imagine yourself being in that garden...
lying on the grass...
feeling very comfortable.
It's a beautiful day.
The sun is shining...
and it's warm.
And the wind gently touches your cheeks...
Hi.
I'm off duty now, so I'm going to show you where you'll be sleeping.
Rachael think Pop stay in her room.
Are you saying what I think you're saying?
Sorry, Rachael, but Pop will stay in Pandy's room.
Okay?
Here's your bed
and there's your suitcase
and I put your cat in the freezer,
we can bury that tomorrow, okay?
A band?
Cat got your tongue?
It's the Animal for you!
Psst! Pop!
Come here!
We've got a surprise for you!
We've got some people who'd really like to get to know you!
Come on, come on!
Go, get'em, Pop!
Is that you, Pop?
Me be Pop!
I'm Shannon!
I'm Sharon!
Won't you join us?
What do you think?
Do you like us?
I've never had a virgin before!
Don't be scared!
We'll show you what to do!
Tiny tits...
Tiny?!
These aren't tiny, they're perfect 36's!
Where did you come from?
Them not Angel tits.
Who's Angel?
I don't know...
Ashes to ashes, and dust to dust.
Good-bye, Cat.
There...
She's happy with God now!
It is the duty of all human beings
to think God out of existence.
Full of surprises, aren't we...
Be still, Kat!
I'll beat you brainless, by Christ!
Poison don't get you...
God will...!
Them not tiny tits!
Them great big whoppers of things!
Pop love them tits!
No.
No!
That not be.
Not be...
What's the matter, Bubby?
Bubby crying with sadness for Rachael...
because Rachael have no Bubby.
Rachael...
be loving Bubby.
Oh, my poor Rachael...
And Bubby be loving Angel...
Oh, Bubby...
I only really visit when I have to.
It always ends in a fight.
And then I don't go for a while...
And then they forgive me,
then we fight all over again.
A bit of a mess
but dad's a collector.
Used to be his business.
Princess Pink!
This is going to be fun...
How do you like your dinner, Mr Pop?
Pizza be better than this.
Our daughter has a healthy appetite, don't you think?
Mother, don't start.
Be quiet! Let your mother speak uninterrupted!
Thank you, dear!
We tried to bring her up as best as we could
but she's been rather a disappointment to us.
Be the first time you didn't finish your dinner!
I find fat people so...
so gross!
So unfortunate, of course
but so...
ugly...
And what do you think, Mr Pop?
Me think Angel be beautiful.
She's a fat slut!
Be careful what you say, dear!
Better he'd know that she's a fat slut!
If God had wanted us to be fat
he'd have made us all the same weight, wouldn't he?
But he didn't!
God doesn't like fat people!
Fat people are an abomination in his eyes!
Fuck you, God!
Strike me down, if you dare!
Angel be beautiful!
God be a useless cunt!
NO!
Why you be bad to Angel?
You can go now, Mr Pop!
We shall pray for you!
Get out of here!
Angel come too?
My parents were just waiting to die anyway, Bubby.
They were both riddled with poisons and cancers...
Asbestos from the break linings...
Lead from the car exhaust.
PCP's from the car seats.
Dioxins,
parathidions,
dieldrin...
Mercury.
Radioactivity.
Whoever did it, just put them out of their misery.
Ashes to ashes...
dust to dust.
That be nice.
That be poisoning us!
That be poisoning the air that we breathe!
If the poison don't get you...
then God will!
Beautiful, isn't it?
Fantastic.
And yet...
This is mob have been trying for centuries
to clingwrap this mob.
Even though they share the same god.
Mind you,
this mob have been getting pretty good at clingwrapping lately.
And this mob's got the same god as well.
But they've had a fair go of clingwrapping that first mob...
They've been trying to clingwrap
that second mob for a good couple of thousand years.
And they pretty well succeeded in clingwrapping
just about all of this mob.
They never did much clingwrapping...
to anyone...
but themselves.
Then there's this lot.
A different god altogether.
You'd think that would help.
But it doesn't.
See, this mob
clingwrapped about half a million
of that first mob.
Fourty or fifty years ago.
And they've been at it ever since.
They've all done their fair share of killing
or being killed.
And it's all pointless.
The thing, Bubby, is:
don't be like them.
No matter how mad you get at someone...
don't kill them.
Ever.
Bubby done clingwrap them.
Me Pop now!
Talking like you'll be running the country soon enough...
No more excuses!
No more clingwrapping.
Okay?
Bubby?
Okay.
And...
don't mention it to anyone.
We look like all being...
rich and famous soon enough, so...
let's not spoil it.
Okay.
Collars!
Yes, mate?
How much that be?
That be five dollar!
Where be Pop?
When be them come on stage?
Them be there soon! Them be there real soon!
Where be Pop!
You be a sexy woman, Flo!
Me see right down your dress!
You got great big whoppers, Flo!
Me want to see them tits!