Help me! Someone! Someone help me, please! Help!
Will somebody shut the cunt up?
No, Pando, please believe me. I'm not fucking bullshitting.
Look, I'm telling you the truth!
Just ring Deirdre. We're doing this job tomorrow.
I'm gonna get your fucking 10 grand back.
I'll give you 15. I promise you. Just ring her, please.
We're doing this job. I'm gonna get fucking money. Just ring Deirdre!
OK, Jimmy. What's her number?
It's 9389-1...
Fuck, no! She's at her mum's place.
Fuck, I don't know her number.
Call 013. Call 013. What's it under?
Um, Fletcher! Crusher, C. It's...
Fuck, that was his nickname! What was his real name?
It was John or something.
No. It was' um... Robert Henry Fletcher, yeah.
Robert! It was Robert Fletcher.
Hello. Could I have a number for a Robert Fletcher in...
Botany.
What street?
Oh, fuck! I don't know. I mean, I've been there a million times.
I know how to get there.
Somewhere in Botany.
Uh... Botany Road?
There's a P. Fletcher in Botany Road.
No. No. They live down on one of them backstreets.
Anything else under 'R' in Botany?
Ah, nothing. Thanks very much.
Nothing.
Must be a silent number.
Sorry, Jim.
If you're going through some sort of shit in your life,
chances are someone else has been through the same thing before you.
And they've written it down.
Some poet or philosopher has been through the same type of crap
and they've written about it.
And when you find that poem or that piece of writing and you think,
"Bloody hell! This bastard just summed it all up."
It's kind of comforting. Know what I mean?
Yeah, fuck it!
The Chinese reckon that man is a bridge
between heaven and hell.
The middle ground between the yin and the yang.
The yin...
...and the yang.
Me and my little brother Jimmy here,
we got these tattoos one day.
One side is white with a little bit of black
and the other side is black with a little bit of white.
See' something that's good can still have a little bit of bad in it
and something that's bad still has a little bit of good.
The path of evil
will come tumbling down like the walls of Jericho!
Seek salvation in the Lord!
Fucking idiot! - Seek salvation in the Lord!
I was talking to Pando this arvo.
Yeah? Talking to Pando, were you, mate?
What were you talking to Pando about?
You know, a few things.
Yeah? Fucking mates with Pando, eh, mate?
What do you mean?
He knows about you and what happened to Kiwi Bob.
How's he gonna know that?
Mate, Pando fucking knows.
What did he talk about? Did he offer you any work?
No, come on. As if.
I wouldn't be surprised, mate.
Boys! Hey, boys' night out, eh?
We got fucking beautiful girls.
Hey, Les, you got a spare cigarette? - Yeah, alright.
Jimmy!
Come and have a look, mate? - No, mate.
You bastard!
Jimmy, can you roll it for me? Can't roll.
- Hey, Les! - Hey, Rocket.
'ow's things, mate? Hi, Jim! - How are you, mate?
This is my sister, Alex.
Jeez. I didn't know you had a sister.
I got four sisters, mate. - Yeah?
Yeah.
You out from Mudgee, are you, love? - Yeah, just got here.
Fucking nuthouse, isn't it, eh? - Yeah.
Hey. If this fucker gives you any trouble, you let me know, OK?
I'll fucking sort him out. Huh?
You still cool for tomorrow night? - Yeah, yeah, sure, whatever.
You make sure. I'm taking a special trip out west...
I'll fucking be there, alright?! Well, you make sure, OK?
Hey, hey, Jim. Jim! Man, I just ran into Kiwi Bob's missus.
She wants to give you a fucking medal.
They had to wire his jaw shut. She's loving the peace and quiet.
Hey, fellas!
I hope you're enjoying the nice night. Come in here.
We've got some beautiful women in here, eh?
Have a look. Beautiful, uh?
No, no. Where are you going, fellas?
Eh, Australia, huh? Eh? What are you thinking?
Useless fucking pooftas.
Let's go get a beer, eh? Yeah.
See youse later, boys. Oh, yeah, alright.
Fuck!
How's an ugly bastard like Rocket get a good-looking sister like that?
Oi, Jimmy!
G'day, Jimmy. Yeah, g'day, Pando. Hey, Acko.
Busy tomorrow, Jimmy?
Oh, not much, you know. Nothing much going on.
Why, what's up? Got a bit of work if you want it.
Yeah, yeah, alright. Yeah, what is it?
You come and see me tomorrow, alright?
10 o'clock. Yeah. Alright.
You won't be late, will you, mate?
No, no, no, I'll be there. No worries.
Alright, then, mate. See you then.
Yeah, alright. Well, thanks, eh?
So, what did he say?
Oh, he says he's got a job for me tomorrow.
What? What kind of a job? Like a "job" job?
I don't know. He didn't say.
Well, there you go, mate. What did I tell you?
You're on your way.
What? It's your fucking break, mate.
Yeah, well, it's probably only something small, you know?
I mean, it's my first...
Of course it's something small. What do you expect?
But, mate, you're in with Pando now, mate. So, fucking great.
Yeah. Yeah, I suppose.
So you wanna play with the big boys' do you?
Little brother.
- Five bucks. - Five bucks, eh?
OK, folks, you're back on HOT-FM
and here's the weather forecast for today.
Ηooly-dooly! It's gonna be a hot one.
35 degrees in the shade, that's what the Bureau says,
and a late afternoon thunderstorm coming in.
Until then, looks like you gotta sweat it out.
OK, folks. Let's get back to the reck.
Busy tomorrow, Jimmy? Yeah, well, I got some work for you.
If you want it.
Oh, fuck.
Jimmy! Hey, Jimmy!
Good morning, Mrs Jones. That tap is driving me mad.
Would you have time to look at it?
Why don't you go upstairs and ask Goldie?
Ah, that prick's no use for anything. I owe him rent.
Alright, don't worry. I'll fix your tap for you.
But now I've got to go to a meeting, OK?
So can I come back later? OK, love.
Alright, then. 'Bye.
G'day!
Do you remember me from last night? Jimmy.
Yeah, yeah. Alex. Yeah, yeah. I know.
So, you're from the country, eh? Yeah, pretty much.
Yeah, what's it like out there? I don't know.
Less buildings. More cows. You got a horse? You ride?
No. No?
No.
Then, what do you do? Um... Oh, not much, really.
Just muck around, you know. It's pretty boring.
Yeah.
So, um, you're like a strip club guy, hey?
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Well, no.
I've been doing that for a while, yeah, but, um,
I got a new job and you could say I'm moving on.
Yeah, what are you doing? I'm, um...
Yeah, I'm doing, um... I'm working for a guy.
You know? Just doing odd jobs here and there. That sort of thing.
Oh, right. Just like a handyman?
Yeah, yeah.
What about you? You got any photos? No, not really.
Hey, let me take one of you. Come on, let me take one.
I promise you I'm not gonna run off with your camera.
Well, you gotta do something. What do you want me to do?
I don't know. Something.
Here's your camera. Thanks.
So, when are you gonna get them done? Developed.
I don't know. Um... probably just later on.
Do you want to show them to me? Yeah, OK.
Alright, well, I'll call you or something maybe.
Yeah! Alright.
I'll give you my number! Yeah.
And it's a triple-word score. So, what do we got here?
2, 10, 20... 27.
That's, uh... 81.
And I used up all my letters. It makes 131.
Fuck.
Where's that fucking Jimmy? Wasn't he supposed to be here by now?
Did you get held up, mate? Uh, yeah. Yeah, sorry.
So, what you been doing?
You did a nice job on Kiwi Bob.
Yeah.
Dropped him with an upper cut, I hear.
Yeah. Yeah, well, I'd seen him leaving himself open to it, you know.
So I thought I'd get in there and give it a go.
It's a nice little effert. Kiwi Bob's no fucking softie.
Wally here cleaned up on that. Didn't you, Wal?
Yeah, two grand.
We got the dopey bastard to do a job for us.
I sent him down to Wollongong
with a bootload of car radios to drop on some wog down there.
Anyway, the wog's at the back laying a turd.
Bob thinks he's not there, stupid prick.
Turns around, drives all the way home.
Deal's blown. I'm left with 40 fucking car radios.
Don't need a car radio, do you, mate?
No, I don't have a car.
Fair enough.
Like working with your hands, do you?
Yeah, I'm good with my hands.
I was wondering if you want to do a bit of couriering work. 500 bucks.
500? Not enough for you?
No. No, yeah, that's five. Yeah, that's great. 500's good.
Good. I want you to go down to Bondi.
See a chick called Sharon.
Drop a big pile of cash on her. Yeah, how much?
10 grand. Yeah, what's it for?
What's it for? It's not yours to be asking that, mate.
Yeah, yeah, right. I didn't mean it.
I shouldn't have said anything like that.
You just go down to Bondi, you drop the fucking cash on this chick
and then you bring the car back.
Alright? Yeah. No worries.
You got your keys there, mate? What?
Give him your fucking keys.
You're not taking my fucking car.
It's only gonna take 20 minutes. He needs a car.
Give him your fucking keys. I just got the gearbox done.
Good, it means it fucking works. Now give him your keys.
Put one ding in that car and you know what will happen, don't you?
He's not gonna ding your car, mate.
Are you, Jimmy? No. No, no, I wont.
Here's the address.
Gee, I thought 10 grand would be a lot heavier than this, eh?
You gonna be alright with this, aren't you, Jimmy?
Yeah, yeah. I'm gonna be fine.
That's a shock, mate. Off you go.
Yeah.
Your go, innit?
That ship must have come back in last night.
You know, blackfellas used to go fishing and stuff round here.
What are you talking about? All that used to be bush.
It's probably right here, used to be a camp for blackfellas.
What happened to them? Died of colds.
Colds? Yeah.
Well, whitefellas came here and gave them colds.
And since the blackfellas never had colds before,
they just died of colds.
Bullshit. It's true. Murphy told me.
How would he know? He used to be a history teacher.
How can he be a dero and a history teacher?
I don't know. "I don't know."
You fucking little shit! What are you doing?
Fucking give me my fucking wallet! I don't have your fucking wallet!
Fucking Johnny saw you fucking take it!
Where the fuck is it?! Let go!
I'll stick ya!
Fuck you! Fucking let him go!
Youse two are fucking dead!
Nah, not you, sir.
Don't think anyone's home, mate.
Shit.
It's OK, I should be back.
Just gonna kill some time.
Sometimes small things can magnify themselves
into big things.
The flap of a butterfly wing
can turn itself into a raging tornado.
Α tiny little ripple can end up as a devastating tidal wave.
One careless decision
can affect the way the rest of your LIFO will unfold.
The trick is to think very hard
before you take the high road
or the low road.
Because the wrong choice can really fuck you up big time.
Did you see someone go through my stuff?!
Sorry? Someone stole my fucking stuff!
Did you see someone go through it? No, I didn't see anything.
Shit!
Fuck. Fuck.
Fuck!
Would you look at that? Dee.
Shit, Jimmy. What happened?
Maybe I should just go and talk to him. He'll probably understand.
Are you out of your head? He'll kill you.
He won't kill me, Dee. There are no two ways about this.
You know, if you don't find the 10 grand, he'll kill you.
Brad Slater, he was done over for 800 bucks.
They cut his head off. He'll do it without a problem in the world.
I've got to get you out of here. I'll have to take you to Mum's.
I don't even know why you want to do this bullshit for Pando.
He's a bad man.
No, Pando is a good bloke.
OK, then, we got to put this somewhere.
Maybe just stick it round the corner in one of those backstreets.
Has it got an alarm? Yeah. It's got a steering lock too.
It will be perfectly safe, then.
Dee, them locks are so easy to break.
Jimmy, just park the car and don't talk to me.
OK, back now at 2 HOT.
Tomorrow is the big day when one lucky listener
will receive $10,000 cash.
That's right, folks.
All you have to do is pick yourself up a "2 HOT to handle" bumper sticker.
The spot team will be out and about on the streets.
So keep listening tomorrow between 9:00 and 12:00.
Have you got one of those stickers, Dee?
No, Jimmy. I don't.
Hi, Mum!
G'day, Mrs Fletcher.
Oh, this might be done.
Just doing some work, Mum. Jimmy's in the shit again.
- And that's... - Splash again.
You did splash me. You...
Ah, g'day, Acko. It's Jimmy. Yeah, can I talk to Pando, mate?
Yeah, I've got your car here.
No, I can't say where I am.
No, I can't. Look, can I please speak to Pando?
Pando. Yeah, I'm at a friend's place.
No, I can't say where I am.
No, no, no. Yeah, I went down to the flat and I knocked.
But there was no answer and...
Uh, I haven't got it.
Well, someone ripped it off.
Well, yeah, OK, I went down to the beach
to wait for her to come back and I went for a swim...
A swim.
Yeah, well, someone ripped it off when I was in the water.
Get over here! I got to go.
Cactus.
So I get old Jack to have a look
and he swears to God a heart attack.
What's going on? I can't fucking believe that a...
...35-year-old woman can die of natural causes.
You'd be surprised, Pando.
I mean, heart disease is the biggest killer
in Australians over the age of 30.
Is that true?
Yeah, well, that's what they say.
Hello? Oh, hello, darl.
No, one of those days. Having a bloody crisis.
One of the new guys.
First day on the job and he rips me off 10 grand.
Yeah, we're gonna have to find the cunt and do him.
Yeah, well, I could be here all bloody day.
Yeah, I know. Put him on.
Do you want me to find the cunt or what?
Yeah, you better make some inquiries. See who's hiding him.
Hello, matey. How are you?
Did you?
The origami show, is it?
I tell you what, you be a good boy
and when I come home, I'll help you with your origami.
You go and ask Mummy for some paper. It's in the kitchen. You ask Mummy.
Alright, I'll see you when I come home later.
'Bye, son. 'Bye.
Kids.
Where did you get the clothes? What?
Where did you get the clothes? My aunty.
What aunty?
She's part of the royal family.
Bullshit!
You want a hundred bucks? Oh, give us a hundred. Choice.
Your aunty really in the royal family?
What you doing? Nothing.
You going out? Yep.
Where you going? Just taking photos.
You gonna be back later tonight?
Yeah. Why?
No reason, eh?
I got to do a job, Dee. Bloody hell.
How else am I gonna get 10 grand?
Well, you never pulled a job before.
Look, Dee, can you get me in on something?
Have you got anything going?
Jimmy, this isn't "Play School". We're talking about robbing a bank.
Yeah, I know.
OK, Jimmy.
Now, I've never told you this before.
But the day before your brother disappeared,
he was in this really weird mood.
He said he was in some type of shit.
No, he didn't tell me what it was or who or anything,
but I just knew he's done something really bad.
Now, he made me promise that I'd keep you out of all this shit.
He made me promise, Jimmy.
Got no choice, Dee.
Is, uh... is Bill here?
Yeah, who the fuck are you? I'm a mate of Colin.
He said I should talk to Bill about selling my car.
Hang on for a sec. I'll see if Bill wants to have a look.
Hey, Bill!
There's a cunt in here who just ripped off Acko's car.
What?
G'day. Is Acko there?
It's Bill.
Oh, you should've seen him.
He had all this blood coming out of his mouth and stuff.
And Johnny, he's done heaps of martial arts and stuff.
He's kicking him and punching him.
He was really killing him and he...
Shit!
Jesus Christ, Acko. You k...
Back in the fucking car, Wally.
Sorry, Dee, to plant the little buggers on you like this.
No worries, Woz.
Got my sister's kids here, so couple of extra's no problem.
Yeah, Noelene had to work, so I'm stuck with them today.
So, do you know Pando?
Don't know him personally but know who he is.
I did some work for that crowd a few years back.
But wouldn't now, though. Why not?
Pando is a fucking dead shit, mate.
I've heard some bad stories about him.
He's alright once you get to know him.
Jimmy, the guy's trying to kill you. Yeah, I know but...
Anyway. Jimmy, you know how to shoot?
Yeah, I can shoot. You're trained up?
Yeah, mainly boxing. Righto.
Now, the crowd's just a piece of cake.
You'll have to take the security guard, but it's easy.
You know, they're usually useless fat pricks.
What do we got, Dee? Hopeless, yeah. Useless fat buggers.
They're always fat.
Anyway, gun to the throat. Keep him looking up.
That way he won't see when you get his gun.
Don't worry about it too much. I'll help you out there.
But you get him inside and I'll start you off.
You just hold the fuckers back and I'll go over the counter.
Yeah, righto.
Now, look, every now and then you'll come across a smart-arse, OK?
The trick is to act quick on him, a good hard whack.
Belt the Christ out of the bugger.
You don't want to kill him, but a good hard thump with your shotty.
You giving me a shotty?
Yeah, why? You don't like shotguns? No. Yeah, shotty's alright.
- Yeah, shotties are good, mate. - Give me that truck!
Hey, Kelvin, what's going on in there, mate?
Listen, just be a good boy and share your toys, alright?
Dad, he took my truck!
Play with your ray gun.
Come on. It's just over there.
Uh... what were we saying?
Shotguns.
Oh, yeah.
Fire off a shot if you like, you know?
It's always good for crowd work.
Remember old Bluey? He always used to fire off a cartridge.
He used to shoot the cameras, you know? It was... it was pretty funny.
Here we go!
Here we go. Whoo!
Thanks a lot, Mrs Fletcher. Good on you.
Another cup of tea, Craig?
Thanks very much, Mrs Fletcher.
Hey! What the fuck do you think you're doing?!
I was just taking a photo.
Why the fuck do you want to take my photo for?
Sorry. I didn't... I just wanted to take your photo. I'm sorry.
You're such a good-looking bastard.
Oh. Well, that's different.
Righty. I've got quite a few.
But I think we can narrow it down to these three here.
Now, this is the Commonwealth Bank in Rooty Hill.
It's quite a good bank. There's no screens. Fat guard.
Uh, a pretty easy bank, but there's not a lot of cash there.
The main branch is a couple of k's down the road
where I think they handle a lot more cash down there.
And what's this one? Well, that's my personal pick.
The guard is a young bloke, but he's thick as shit and fat.
And the good thing about that one
is that they look after the bread factory payroll.
So they get loaded right up on Thursdays.
It's a bit of a drive out there, but it's probably worth it.
Screens? No.
No screens. Looks like a beauty.
How much do you reckon they got out there?
I don't know. Could be a hundred.
Oh, that'd be nice. What do you reckon, Jimmy?
Oh, yeah, sounds pretty good, eh? Oh, that's the one, then.
What are we riding in, Craig? Commodores.
Righto. So, uh, what's today? Wednesday. Tomorrow, then, eh?
Yeah, if that suits you blokes. Yeah, suits me.
Oh, shit! I'll have the kids again.
Oh, Woz, you silly bugger. I'll look after them.
Thanks, Dee. You're right getting another car, then, Craig?
Yeah, I'll go do that this arvo. I might go for a drive, check it out.
That's a shot. Alrighty, then.
This should be fun. Are you excited, Jimmy?
Yeah, I guess. Yeah.
I'll better piss off home and get some dinner into these bloody kids.
I'll see youse all here tomorrow, eh?
Jesus Christ.
We're laughing our bloody heads off.
This is gonna be a fucking ripper.
Did you see anything?
Did you see the vehicle?
Did you see the young lad get hit?
Have you seen Ron? What do you want Ron for?
I just fucking want him!
Have you seen him? I think he's at Phil's.
What? Is Ron here?
What do you want him for? I just want to talk to him.
Fuck off.
Wait.
Alright. Come on.
Hey. G'day, Wal. How you going?
Have you seen Jimmy? No, mate.
I haven't seen him since last night. Thought he was with you fellas.
You haven't heard nothing from him? No. What's happened?
Pando is keen to catch up with him.
Fuck! Jimmy pull a shifty, did he?
Yeah, just let us know if you hear anything, would ya?
Pando would be pretty happy for any info, yeah?
No, I don't know nothing, mate, eh?
Hey, have you checked his place?
Hey! Alex, how are you, love? I'm alright.
Is Rocket here? No, he's not back yet.
But he said he won't be long. Oh, right, right.
Mind if I come in and wait for him? Is that alright?
So, how was your first day in the big smoke?
Oh, it was alright.
Yeah. Good-looking girl like you, eh, should have no probs.
Be queen of the town before too long, eh?
You going out tonight?
I don't know. Probably.
Where are you going? I'm not sure yet.
Oh, right. Like the pictures, do you?
I thought all girls like the pictures, eh?
Tom Cruise. Bet you like him, eh?
Brad Pitt? What about him?
Yeah, guess they don't have the flicks out your way.
No, we've got 'em.
Oh, do you? You go much? Oh, a bit.
Fuck!
Maybe we should go to a flick sometime, eh?
What about tonight, eh? We can catch a flick tonight.
What do you reckon? Oh... I'm not sure.
I might...
Hello!
Alex? Yeah.
Yeah, hi. It's me, Jimmy. Hi. How are you?
Yeah, good, yeah. How are you? I'm alright.
What are you doing? Oh, not much.
I just thought I'd give you a call. See what you're doing.
I didn't know if you were gonna call or not.
So what are you doing tonight? Uh, I don't know.
What are you up to? I don't know.
Um, I was thinking about going down to Chinatown.
Have you ever been there? Yeah, I've been there.
Yeah, I was just thinking about going down there for a while
and checking it out.
I was wondering if you want to meet me or something.
Only if you want to.
I don't know if I can.
Oh, OK.
No, it's not that I don't want to or anything but, um...
...it's just that I've...
Well, there's a pub down near Chinatown.
Um, it's called the Star Hotel.
On Goulburn Street.
The Star Hotel.
Well, I can meet you there, if you want.
Alright. OK. Well, I'll see you there.
Alright. I'll see you there. 'Bye, Jimmy.
You're going out somewhere, are you? Yes.
Dee, I was just thinking about popping out for a while.
What? Why are you wearing those clothes?
Well, I was gonna go see Mum and Mal.
What are you talking about? You haven't seen them in five years.
Yeah, well, you know, I was speaking to Mum on the phone
and I promised I'd go around and see her.
I'll only be an hour or two.
Jimmy, are you out of your head? I'll be fine, Dee.
Go on, love. Go and see your mum. Jesus Christ, Jimmy.
Are you... Are you completely insane?
I'll be a couple of hours, alright? Pando is bloody looking for you!
You know what'll happen if he finds you, don't you?
I'll be fine, alright? Let him go, Dee.
Go and see your mother, Jimmy. Mum!
I'll see you later, Mrs Fletcher. Thanks for your hospitality.
Been a pleasure, Jimmy. I'll leave the light on for you, love.
Shit!
Shit.
Yeah, mate, I'll be there in about...
Hey. Hello.
How are you? Not bad.
So, how did you go today? Oh, it was alright.
Yep. Had a look around. I took some photos.
Do you wanna see them? Yeah, yeah, yeah.
You look good in photos. Pity about in real life, though, eh?
Here's that one of me. Foul. Hey, hang on.
Oh, that's alright.
You can have it if you want.
There's another one of you in here.
I didn't know you took that one.
Who's the guy in the car?
That's Pando. Pando?
Sounds like a teddy bear.
So, who is he?
Pando is a guy... He's a... He's a big guy in the Cross.
Friend of yours?
Well, no. Not exactly.
Is he an arsehole?
No, you know, Pando is a good bloke. You know, he, um...
Yeah, well, I guess he is an arsehole. He, um...
See, in the Cross, right,
everyone wants to be mates with Pando.
You know, if you're in with Pando, you're set.
And Pando comes up to me and he asks me if I want to do a job for him,
and I'm thinking... great!
But, um... But it's all bullshit.
What did you wanna be when you grew up?
You know, when you were a little kid?
I don't know. Some shit-kicking thing.
No, what did you really wanna be?
I guess I just wanted to do something with my hands, you know?
Um... not like fighting. I don't wanna be a fighter or anything but, um...
You know, just fixing things.
Making things. You know, that sort of stuff.
You should talk to my uncle. He's a boatbuilder on the north coast.
He's been looking to take someone on. An apprentice or something like that.
What is it? I don't know.
You just learn how to make boats.
Boats? Yeah.
Making boats? Yeah.
That'd be alright, wouldn't it?
Yeah. Better than hanging around arseholes.
Yeah!
G'day, it's Les.
Les Watson. Yeah, yeah, that's right.
I got some information you might like to hear.
What?
Where? Where?!
Take the left corner and fold it like so.
To the centre, mate. That's it.
Yes, soft folds. Not hard, mate.
That's a boy.
Morris' phone. Oh, shit.
You keep making the pterodactyl, mate.
Hello.
Yeah? Fucking where?
Rightio, then. Where's Acko?
OK, see you there.
Look, Dad. Hey, that's a beauty, Jake.
That's a lovely looking pterodactyl.
Origami Show,
next time we make dog.
Yeah, dog!
Nice dog. He's the same as my old dog.
Yeah.
So when do you reckon you'll be able to give your uncle a call?
I don't know. Tomorrow?
Right. Hey, what about tonight?
I don't have the number with me at the moment.
It's back at Rocket's. Yeah.
Why? Are you kinda keen to get out of town or something?
I know this bloke. It's Cocky.
Bloody Les in the background there.
I don't like him. He's disgusting.
He was at my place sitting there trying to crack on to me,
scratching his balls.
Yeah? I was glad you rang when you did.
He was there when I was talking to you?
Yeah, just sitting there staring at me.
And what did he do? Nothing.
But I think he was pissed off when he knew I was going out with you.
Oh, shit!
See you, mate.
Check the dunnies.
He's not in there. Fuck!
Hello? What?
What's the matter, Jimmy? Nothing.
Taxi!
Alright, come up here.
Yeah, he's around the corner up ahead of me. Yeah, I will.
Shit, hang on.
Fuck, my batteries are going. I don't know.
Where the fuck would you be without me?
Hey, hello? Hello?
Fuck! Fuck!
Have you ever been on the monorail?
No. Well, let's go for a ride. Come on.
Shit.
Fuck!
Hey, man, what are you doing?
Hey...
What's happened, Jimmy?
You know how I was telling you about Pando?
He's after me.
I did a job for him. I stuffed it up and he's after me.
Oh, shit.
I'm sorry.
Why?
Well, you know, it's gonna be alright. I'm gonna be fine.
I just didn't want to get you messed up in all this shit.
Why don't you just go away? Just go up north tonight.
Get the overnight train and get out of here.
I don't know. What's stopping you?
Do you wanna come with me?
Please stand clear The doors are now closing.
Get him. Get him up! Come on!
No! Come on!
Get off me!
Get him in. Get him in. Come on! Get in!
Get him in!
You're Rocket's little sister, aren't you?
We just need to talk to Jimmy about a few things.
So you'd best piss off home.
You got enough for a taxi?
$20 should see you home alright.
You'll get a cab up the road there.
You got my keys, Jimmy?
It's quarter past the hour οn 2-NAX
and the weatherman tells us that the southerly storm is closing in.
So snuggle down and get very, very cosy and warm
because this beautiful song is for all the lovers throughout the world.
I love this song.
You say this guy
This guy's in love with you...
Jesus Christ, Pando! You can't do this to me!
I've been 100% fair dinkum! I swear to...
Have I ever bullshitted you? Have I?
I don't know, Jimmy. I haven't.
I've never fucking bullshitted you.
Please, Pando. Come on, it's fucking dark.
Jesus fucking Christ!
I'm doing a job tomorrow. I'm gonna get your fucking money back.
You've never done a job in your fucking life.
You wouldn't know where to start.
A friend, Deirdre. You know Crusher Fletcher's daughter?
Yeah, mate. She's organised a job for me.
A bloke named Woz will do it. I'm on crowd.
I'm gonna get your fucking money.
Look, can't you see this from my point of view?
You can tell me you're the king of fucking Sweden.
I let one cunt off once. What was his name?
Robbo. Yeah, Robbo.
I let this cunt off, he goes straight to the police. I couldn't believe it.
What had I done to deserve this?
Lucky for me he goes straight to Phil Rogers.
So we got the cunt back. But, Jimmy, that was a valuable fucking lesson.
And I'm not gonna get burnt a second time.
You should be able to understand that.
I swear on my mother's fucking grave!
Shut your fucking mouth!
I'm not fucking bullshitting. Look, I'm telling you the truth!
Just ring Deirdre! We are doing this job tomorrow.
Look, I'm gonna get your 10 grand back. I'll give you 15, I promise.
Just ring her, please. I'm doing this job tomorrow.
I'm gonna get your fucking money back.
Sorry, Jimmy.
Fucking thing.
Give me a look at it.
Get the torch over here, Wal.
Fuck! Shit!
Fucking hell, mate. This gun's fucking filthy.
Jesus, look what's happened here.
The cap's fizzed out
and fused the fucking chamber.
Unbelievable.
What's happened to these bullets?
They're bloody rusty or something.
I accidentally put them through the wash.
You what?
I had them in the pocket of my shorts and I washed them.
Of course they're gonna be fucked
if you put them through the fucking washing machine.
No, water shouldn't fuck them up, Pando.
They're designed to go through swamps and shit.
But they'll fizz like that if they're old, but.
How old are these?
Not that old.
You loaded your gun with old fucking bullets
that you put through the fucking wash?!
Well, righto. I shot all my fucking bullets, didn't I?
You're the one who told me to put 20 rounds through Rat Slater.
You got any more bullets? Nah.
Oh, shit!
Anyone got another gun? Yeah.
Where is it? It's in the car.
Well, fuck off and get it!
Fuck.
This is where we planted his brother.
Eh?
Fucking Michael. We stuck him right here.
The dam wasn't here.
The dam was dry.
But that's where we stuck him. Right there.
Is it?
Yeah, right. It was.
Jeez!
Oh! Fuck.
Fucking nuts.
Go around that way! Head him off!
That torch is fucking useless.
Just pissing down.
Fuck this rain!
You're on your own now, Jimmy. Look after yourself.
- Alex! - No!
Please!
I don't want to. I really don't...
You got to get out of here, alright?
Pando's not the type of guy you wanna fuck with.
What are we gonna do about Jimmy? Forget Jimmy, eh?
Like, just pack your bloody suitcase! Jimmy doesn't give a shit about you!
They're gonna kill him! Fuck him, alright?!
- No! - Please!
Fuck. Don't you see?
Come on, woman!
Fuck the cops! You fucked with Pando, don't you understand?!
Well, look what the fucking cat dragged in, eh?
Jesus Christ, Jimmy. Where have you been?
I don't know.
You look like shit! Yeah.
You OK?
Yeah.
You gonna be OK for today?
Yeah. Let's do it.
So, anyway, Harry King hears about it off one of the boys
that this Phil's been fooling around with his missus, right?
Everyone's just gone, "Oh, shit, man."
You know Harry King, you know.
He's built like a fucking brick supermarket,
he's madder than a cut snake.
Anyway, we're all sitting up in the pub the other night
and Harry walks in, right?
He walks straight up to Phil. He throws a .22 bullet on his lap.
He stares him straight in the eye and he says,
"The next one's coming a lot fucking quicker."
Phil is just fucking shitting himself, you know?
He's driven himself out of town. We haven't seen him since.
Alrighty, then. Let's go, eh? Any last questions?
What if we see any cops?
What do you mean?
What if a cop comes along?
You shoot him.
,,
You shoot the bastards.
OK? Yeah.
You alright? Are you OK? Yeah.
Mate, just try to have and some fun with this. OK?
You alright? Yeah, yeah, mate.
OK. Mask up, mate.
Alright.
Let's fuck this puppy!
Get on the fucking floor!
Everyone down! It's a fucking hold-up!
Nice.
Alright. Open your drawer. Open your fucking drawer!
All of you, open your drawers!
Get the money bag. Fill the fucking thing up!
Come on, move it! Get the money out!
You stay there, dickhead. Give me the bag! Money in!
Come on, move it!
Alright, where's the fucking safe, mate? Come on, fucking move it!
Get on the fucking floor! Come on, dickhead!
Come on, open it! Open it!
Get down, you fucking arsehole!
Yeah, righto killer. Settle down.
Get down, arsehole!
Oi!
Hey.
Shit. Shit.
Wozza's bloody out cold.
Give us a hand, would ya? He's what?
Bloody give us a hand! Fuck!
What the fuck is going on?
Shit, we gotta get out of here. Where's Craig?
Where's Craig, Jimmy?
Fuck this!
What? The car's fucked.
We gotta piss off out of here.
One, two, three! Go! Go!
Steve, I don't want to go into that right now, mate. No.
No, it's not a question of that, it's just...
Give me your keys! No, not her! Him!
Steve, I might have to call you back.
Get the fuck out! OK, OK.
You're listening to radio 2 HOT.
Time now, folks, for the big giveaway.
Let's have a drum roll, please.
$10,000 dollars in cold, hard cash is what we're gonna give away.
Larry Pinkerton, our man on the streets,
is out there spotting the "2 HOT to handle" bumper stickers.
- Larry, can you hear me? - Hello, Ian.
What a glorious summer morning we have on our hands.
Yes, certainly is. Now, where are we today, Larry?
The HOT spot team is cruising down Parramatta Road, Homebush.
And we have firm in our sights a grey Celica, registration LAB-823.
And I can see the "2 HOT to handle" sticker
prominently positioned on the back bumper.
OK, grey Celica LAB-823,
if you're listening, all you have to do is wave to Larry
in our HOT spot team 4-wheel drive
and you've scored yourself $10,000 dollars cash.
We're driving right next to Mr LAB now!
He's seen us! He's seen us!
He's seen us!
Congratulations, Mr LA...
Watch!
Look out for the...
Okey-dokey. It looks like we've, um... lost Larry.
We've... We've lost Larry.
Look, Kelvin, I've told you before, mate.
Don't play with it, OK? It's not a toy, alright?
Listen, I really gotta go.
Listen, um...
I'd like to just, um...
...propose a moment of silence for Craig.
You know, he was a good mate.
He was a bloody good driver. He was a top mechanic.
I seen him once...
...tune twin-barrel carbies by ear
with a beer in his hand, you know?
And he could do a full recon on a 350 donk.
He'd get it back into that car in less than a day.
So... a bit of silence, eh?
Christ, Kelvin!
I told you not to play with that!
Dad's got a splitting bloody headache!
Oh, shit!
Jimmy!
What are you doing?
Oi, Jimmy!
Watch the cunt. He's got something down his pants.
He's got a gun!
Fuck me dead. Look at that!
How much is there?
Bloody hell.
So you did it, mate. You did your fucking job.
Ha! Wasn't bullshitting after all, eh?
Was that you on that Bankstown job today?
Yeah.
Jesus. My testicles are like a pair of pikelets, you bastard.
You cracked one of my ribs, you know, Jimmy.
Didn't know you could handle yourself so well.
We were pretty impressed. It was a very tidy display. Very tidy.
Now, listen, Jimmy. I got a lot of work coming up.
And, what, with Wally going to Melbourne for a couple of months,
I could use another set of hands.
No, thanks.
I'm not talking 500 bucks a pop.
I'm talking serious fucking bucks.
Jimmy, I, uh...
...appreciate the trouble you went to to get my cash back but...
Pando, your queen's in deep shit.
Shut your fucking mouth, Wally!
Where?
The shadow in my face
Puts pressure in my day
This LIFO, well, it's slipping right through my hands
These days turned out nothing like I had planned
It's coming round again
The slowly creeping hand
Of time and its commands
It settles in its place
The shadow in my face
Puts pressure in my day
Soon enough it comes
Here it is again
Slowly creeping hand
Time and its commands
Soon enough it comes
Settles in its place
Puts pressure in my day
Undignified and lame...
Hey, I'll be fucked!
Fuck!
These days turned out nothing like I had planned
Soon enough it comes
To tie us down.
Is that you, Jimmy? How are you, Mrs Jones?
There's been people in your flat.
They've messed it all up. I've seen them.
They didn't hurt you, did they? No.
Jimmy, I think there's someone in there now.
Your room's a bit of a mess.
Yeah.
Ah! You're in luck. There are two seats together in 15 B and C.
Yeah, good.
North coast is very popular this time of year with school holidays.
OK. How would you like to pay for that, sir?
What do you mean?
Um... what would you like to pay your tickets with?
Money.
Ha, yeah. Uh, cash or credit card, sir?
Yeah, cash. Thanks.
What?
What are you smiling about?
Did you think you could pay with bananas or something?
Yeah, well, I don't know, do I?
I've never been on an aeroplane before.
I was standing on a wave
Then I made the drop
I was lying in a cave
In the solid reck
I was feeling pretty brave
Till the lights went oft
Sleep by no means comes too soon
In a valley lit by the moon
We left a little dust
On his Persian rug
We gathered up our clothes
Got the washing done
In a long-fergotten place
Who'll be the first to run?
Sleep by no means comes too soon
In a valley lit by the moon
Yeah
I was floating on a wave
Then I made the drop
I was climbing up the walls
Waiting for the band to start
You can say the magic words
I've got my senses on
And this is the only place
That I always run from
Sleep by no means comes too soon
In a valley lit by the moon.