You've got quite a team there, coach. I'm loving the mongrel.
(YELLS)
Oh!
You're on the same team, fellas.
Fucking footballers!
- What the fuck?! - What the fuck?!
That's my sister.
How many guys did you beat just to get here?
Yeah, well, that doesn't seem to make a difference to some, does it?
Maki? Are you serious?
I thought, "Isn't that the Warriors ruckman?"
And I wondered if maybe you tasted like gingerbread.
Gingerbread?
Monday morning I want to see you on the front page,
holding a guernsey and dancing.
Bill, you cannot make him dance.
Oh, don't take me literally. Would you dance, though?
It's just one of the perils of being a professional footballer, Mak.
I mean, every man and his dog wants to bring you down.
- Why? - They're jealous.
We're a team.
He's being a dick to our brother.
Stop bullshitting about me, bro!
(EXCLAIMS)
Stabbed myself in the arse!
These whitefellas aren't scared of us, aren't they?
Blackness isn't just the colour of your skin, bro.
I mean, that's what they are really afraid of.
SCOTTIE: Oh! And the sex.
Boys, the positions we get in.
Seriously, this one, she calls it the Ginger Pretzel.
Leg up like this, just absolutely going to town, you know what I mean?
- Just... just giving it some. - Scottie, shut the fuck up.
(ALL LAUGH)
Mate, I'm sure it's good but we don't need to hear the details.
Yeah, yeah. Up here. Seriously just giving it.
- Discretion. - You look like shit, brother.
- Standard night, was it? - (LAUGHS)
Mate, I'm on the wagon. I was in bed by nine.
(ALL LAUGH)
ZANE: Oh, what the fuck? How long we gotta be in here for?
Till Spinner says we can get out.
Yeah, well, why isn't... Spinner, get Maki in here!
What is he doing? Come on.
Why has he got to be out there?
Too cold for ya?
Yeah, mate.
No beaches where you come from?
No, no. Only bushes.
I'm a Spinifex man.
G'day. What's his name?
- (DOG GROWLS) - Don't touch him.
This is where I run him but I can't with you people here.
We'll be going soon.
Yeah.
SPINNER: Maki, get in there, mate!
It's all part of the recovery!
Too cold!
- Oi, you little bony-arsed bastard, get in here! - (LAUGHS)
- Come on, Mak. - (LAUGHS)
Get in here before I chuck you in here.
(ALL LAUGH)
(CAMERA CLICKS)
Hey, Deb, it's Spinner.
Yeah, at the beach. There's paparazzi here.
Oh, whoops.
I might have let it slip that the boys would be there.
Look, your job is to get them to play well
and my job is to get them on the front page.
And bare-chested boys bring in members.
Why didn't you tell me you needed a snap
of a good-looking bloke in his smalls, hey?
- Oh, please. - I would have done it.
- All you have to do is ask. - I'm hanging up now.
See you later.
All right, fellas! Boys! Bring it in! Come on, let's go!
Oi! I thought you said you'd be gone!
- Sorry. - Sorry?
What the fuck does that mean?
Why don't you go back to where you came from, Spinifex man?
You mean Warmun?
Speak English, mate.
- What? - You okay, Mak?
Piss off, towelhead.
Yeah, take your monkey with you!
This is my beach. Piss off back to where you came from.
Come on! Come on!
- Here! Here! - (DOG YELPS)
Water wasn't that cold, hey?
- Everything all right, boys? - Yeah, all good.
What's going on?
Nothing.
That kid.
Leave it, Mak. Don't worry about it.
With the dog?
Zane, what did he say?
Told Mak to fuck off back to where he came from.
Doesn't even make sense.
- Hey, Mak. - Just let him go.
He also called Mak a monkey.
Oh, fuck.
Scottie!
I'll see you boys back at the club. Doc!
DEB: Oh, FUCK!
(MOBILE PHONE RINGS)
Fuck! Fuck!
What happened out there?
Oh, hi, Dan.
No comment yet but I'll issue a statement very shortly. Bye.
- Oh, what? - You did involve the press?
BILL: The guy said some shit. Big fucking deal.
- It's a free country. - Come on, Bill.
You don't think I didn't have to put up with that kinda shit?
- "Poofter. Fat c... " - Oh!
Yeah, well, it happened.
People will say anything to get under a man's skin.
I know it's terrible but Maki's just gonna have to man up.
But we need to respond to that.
Why give it more oxygen? Did they make a recording?
No. So deny it. They heard wrong.
- No, no, we cannot deny it. - Oh, yes, we can.
You don't want to get mixed up with this race shit, trust me.
Oh, yes, okay. Well, thank you for your help.
We have to fix...
Deb, remember, if you don't believe it, it isn't true.
But... but... you spineless... pricks.
Oh, fuck! Oh!
ZANE: Maki! You here, mate?
- Maki? - I'm here.
(MOBILE PHONE RINGS)
Deb?
Hi. Is he okay?
I don't know. I think so.
Just put me on... put me on speaker.
(OVER SPEAKER) This has gone everywhere!
And Bill, well, he just thinks that we should deny this guy
ever said anything and make it go away,
but I'm going to organise a mediation with this kid, okay?
I'll get back to you with the details.
In the meantime, I want the whole team on lockdown.
That includes you, bumpkin.
No social media, no phone calls to Mum, no pub chats.
- Okay? - Okay.
- Scottie? - Yep.
Okay. Okay.
You know I could do some good here?
- How? - Social media.
Put the word out to my peeps.
Scottie, last time you tried a social media movement,
you got a bloody spear in your arse.
I can fix it with one post.
(UNDER BREATH) Fuck.
"Go back to where you came from"?
Is that really what that dude said?
If someone told me that, I'd...
... wouldn't even know where to go.
Boys, what's that thing called again...
it's like your brothers and your sisters, on a plant...
Are you talking about a family tree, Scottie?
- Sometimes I wonder, Scottie. - How does your mind work?
Mak?
Mak, you all right?
Don't take it too seriously, man.
You know, dickheads will say anything.
Mak. Up, bro?
Mak...
Ah. Um...
Maki!
Oh... (LAUGHS) Maki! What you doing, brother?
What do you reckon? Recovery.
Hey, bro, isn't that cold?
You think I'm a dumb blackfella.
It's heated, "bro".
(ALL CHUCKLE)
Hey, that fuckwit was way out of line, bro.
I should've said something.
But I've grown up with it.
If you let them rattle you, they'll keep coming.
Yeah.
All right, man.
Hey, Doc, what did you mean
when you said, "Don't take it too seriously"?
You know, man, like, dickheads will be dickheads.
Yeah, man, you should hear what they say to me.
Rednuts, Ginger Meggs, Fantapants, Chutney Crotch,
Red-Headed Rat Rooter, Frecklefart from Denmark...
- (LAUGHS) - Ranga.
Short for 'orangutan', obviously. Uh, Tampon.
Yeah, tell me about it.
You know, I just don't let them get under my skin.
So what kind of things do they say to you?
The usual. You know, drugs, the women, that...
... the thing I did with the horse.
(LAUGHS)
So to get under your skin, they say things you've actually done.
Well, to get under mine,
they say things like "Go back to the bush where you're from.
'Cause you're not from here."
That's fucked. You're from Melbourne, aren't ya?
Yeah, but they don't see me as a person.
They just see a black person that should be living in the bush.
Well, like you said, man, just ignore the arseholes, right?
Yeah.
I'll just ignore them for the rest of my life.
Doesn't mean it's the right way.
Stuff the lockdown.
That's the one.
Where... do I come from?
SPINNER: Maki, come on, mate! That's the way!
Look at this. Come on. Come on.
Pick it up! You've got to lead a bit more. Come on!
What happened last night, hey?
Full speed, full speed, full speed.
Left hand. Come on.
Go, go, go, go, go!
Come on! Give a performance!
Hey, 100% commitment. I want to see 100% commitment.
You can't tell me you're doing that, all right?
Let's go! Let's go! Come on! Come on! Mark the ball!
(CLEARS THROAT)
Oh, excuse me.
Bill Shepherd. The legendary Bill Shepherd.
You know, when I was growing up as a kid,
I had your number on the back of my guernsey.
And I was there at the '86 final.
You got 12 stitches across here, blood all over your face,
you still kicked the winning goal.
Okay. Um, now...
- Mate, can I get a selfie? - Ah, yeah, no worries.
Fantastic. Modern technology, here we are.
- There we go. - (CLICKS)
Thanks, mate. Oh, Bill Shepherd.
Listen, mate... Sorry. Look, he's not a bad kid.
He just goes off the rails every now and again, you know?
That's okay. I know what it's like to have a fucked-up kid.
- Thanks, Bill. - Bill, can we keep things moving?
Oh, yes, of course, of course, yep. Um...
First of all, I'd like to acknowledge the people
that used to own this land before.
- DEB: Bill. - You go, Zane.
Who were the... (CLICKS FINGERS)
... blokes that had it before?
They still do. The Kulin Nation.
Right. The Colins. Top bunch of blokes.
Okay, so, now you're sorry, you can meet the lads.
He hasn't said anything yet.
Well, I... I didn't mean anything by what I said.
I'm not a racist.
No, of course you're not. No.
I just think people should live where they're from.
That's your apology?
Sorry, okay?
Okay, so, now... Maki will sign your ball
and tell you what it feels like to be an Aboriginal, okay?
HUTTON: Hey, Bill, is it okay if we get a shot with Doc?
BILL: Yes, of course. Fantastic.
- Hop on the other side, mate. - How are you going, guys?
I tell you what, mate, you're the star of this team.
Not those other people.
(CLEARS THROAT)
- There you go. - DEB: Great.
Great resolution.
Thanks, Bill.
Could be worth a lot of money one day.
BILL: Well, I think that went well.
(CLEARS THROAT)
That fucking little bastard!
Oh, guys, I'm really sorry. I...
No one...
No one denigrates the Sherrin.
Oh, fuck.
Bill!
That was hopeless out there today, fellas! Hopeless!
No focus, no concentration.
What's going on? It's time to get real!
Who died?
That kid, he kicked my footy in the bushes!
Said he wasn't a racist.
Said he just wanted people to go back to where they're from.
- That's bullshit. - We have to do something about this.
BILL: Nobody does nothin' about nothin'.
Yes, I know it was shithouse,
but we've got a dodgy new sponsor
and fuck-all members,
so no one rocks the boat.
Anyone even thinks about doing anything
and they're in the reserves, you got me?
(ALL MURMUR AGREEMENT)
Spinner, Boydy cost reports.
Okay, fellas, hey, get a good night's sleep.
See you tomorrow.
See you, mate.
Sorry, fellas. I'm not playing reserves.
This fight's got nothing to do with me.
Is that what you really think?
Yep.
Zane!
- Hey, mate. - Hm?
- Where are you from? - Footscray.
Listen, boys, I'm not gonna tell you what to do,
but, um, I know this.
That's him talking as president.
As a player, I know what he would've done.
'Cause his teammates were like his fucking brothers.
(OTHERS AGREE)
SCOTTIE: Zane!
Zane!
MAKI: Zane.
He's not in his room.
I'll call Ava.
Come in.
Hey.
STUART: How are you holding up, Maki?
You know.
Takes a bigger man to walk away.
He's in his room.
(KNOCK AT DOOR)
Lots of trophies.
I didn't know you played in the West Australian league.
- Yeah. - But you're from here?
Yeah, well, I couldn't get a chance
at getting in the Melbourne under 16s.
You want a ball-twirling blackfella,
you don't scour the city... you look in the bush.
They assumed I was from WA. I didn't correct them.
Look, if they want to attack me, that's fine.
But if they want to attack Maki, what am I supposed to do?
Just stand there and watch it happen?
Mate, I don't know.
- The kid called me a towelhead. - So what?
- That's the whole point. - Zane, Zane...
- I should've said something! - Well, you didn't.
Fuck's sake, Zane, it's done. He's a dickhead.
Yeah, you're right. It's done.
Well, maybe I'm done.
What do you mean?
I dunno.
- MAKI: Well, what now? - What what now?
Zane in?
I don't know, mate.
He'll be there. You watch.
- Scottie? - Mm?
Are you still on social media lockdown?
Yeah, of course.
Then how come you're getting #SexyIrish, #GingerLove,
#ComeVisitMyHome and #WhereDoIComeFrom?
I just wanted to find my heritage.
I was hoping some amateur sleuths
could tell me where I'm from, you know?
So I popped the rig up,
thought it was best to show the whole chassis, though,
you know, for anthropological purposes.
Yeah, well, you certainly did that.
You got your bloody nut out in this one.
- What? - And your monocrack there.
- (LAUGHS) - Which one?
You're a very pretty man, Scottie.
Thanks, babes.
Working, though. Got over 12,000 followers.
Bullshit.
Nah, just jokin'! (LAUGHS)
I've got heaps more, though.
Seen your face. What now?
What now? What now? W...
Whatever. I'm done.
(WHISTLE BLOWS)
SPINNER: Five more minutes of pad work, okay?
Then it's off to the beach for recovery.
And yes, Maki, you're going in this time.
You're done when I say you're done, dickhead.
Now keep going. Come on. Five more minutes, hard, hard, hard!
('I CAN' BY THE LAST KINECTION)
What? You okay?
Pad work. Come on.
Come on, fellas. That's it. That's the way.
Hey! Whoa.
Just getting it away. Come on. Come on.
That's the way. You said you were done.
♪ My best, the deck with the rest ♪
♪ I could turn up my best ♪
♪ Unashamed 'cause I'm a hardhead ♪
♪ Doing my tests, come on, give me your best for less ♪
♪ Well, I'm selling the rest ♪
♪ Do what, do what we can, we can... ♪
No dickhead.
(ALL CHAT AND LAUGH)
Everybody out.
And in the water! All right?
It's good for the legs, good for recovery.
30 minutes!
Oi! I thought I told you to go back to where you came from.
Nothing to say?
Or maybe you don't understand good English.
I'll go slow, okay?
Go... back... to where you came from.
Him right, bro. Leave it to me. Come on.
Ha ha! (LAUGHS)
Yeah, go on. Run away.
Stuff this. I'm going home.
ZANE: Maki, where are you going? Don't go, Mak!
Got something to say, towelhead?
Didn't think so.
My name is Zane Phillips.
And I'm an Aboriginal man.
I'm a Kulin man.
Maki, the one that you called a monkey, is a Gija man.
You are standing on our land.
And if anyone should go back to where they came from,
you redneck prick, it's you.
You finished?
- Oh, great. - What are you gonna do, Bill?
Drop them all down to the reserves?
One in, all in.
(INDIGENOUS HIP-HOP PLAYS)
- (TEAM LAUGHS AND CHEERS) (LAUGHS) - Yeow!
Bloody Kumbaya PC bullshit.
- (LAUGHS) Hey, mate... - Scottie, leave it.
Scott, that's enough. Come on.
What do you want?
I saw you help your friend with his little dance.
Yeah, that's not my dance.
Just wanted to show you my website, mate.
#WhereDoIComeFrom.
Got over 12,000 followers now.
It's more than Doc Shepherd.
Hey, do you know where you come from?
Yeah, England. Manchester.
Yeah? Do you know where I came from?
(IRISH ACCENT) Ireland, mate.
And we are the blacks of the British Empire.
(PLAYS IRISH FOLK ROCK MUSIC)
(TEAM LAUGHS)
That fuckin' goose. (CHUCKLES)
Maki!
He's only meant to be gone two days.
MAKI: The club hasn't been happy with me.
The boys hasn't been happy with me.
Call him.
Yeah, we're having a wee bit of trouble getting him on the phone.
Listen, Maki faces a merger. If he leaves,
it's an insult to the league.
Oh, man. I'm so excited! I get to see the real Australia.
Surrounded by real Aboriginal people.
Um... Hello?!
Yeah, I know who you are.
The ginger, the whinger, and the screw-up.
MAKI: This right here, it's my country.
I'm sorry.
I should've stood up for you the second it happened.
The board meets on Monday.
If Maki's not back on the paddock by then, he's out of the 22.
This is a footy team, not some bunch of fucking prima donnas!
Oh, Bill...
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