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♪ Here's a story, four in the morning

♪ Four in a tuk tuk, get stalling

♪ With the rain of the old gods falling

♪ Spirits of Angkor calling, One in, all in, opium boiling ♪

Following the overnight gains,

the Australian market is set to open almost 10 points higher.

In Europe, the FTSE was up almost 1%.

Gold recovered from early losses, while oil gained...

In other news, a government spokesman

has suggested that part of the proposed reform package

will be passed on to small business.

One caller has suggested that the added taxes would...

Yeah, that'd be right, you fucking cunt!

Come on.

♪ Dot King was whittled from the bone of Cain

♪ With a little drop of poison in the red, red blood

♪ She need a way to turn around the bend

♪ She said I want to walk away and start all over again

♪ There are things I've done I can't erase

♪ I want to look in the mirror, see another face

♪ I said never, but I'm doing it again

♪ I wanna walk away and start over again

♪ No more rain

♪ No more roses

♪ I'm on my way

♪ Shake my thirst in a cool, cool pond

♪ There's a winner in every place

♪ There's a heart that's beating in every page

♪ The beginning of it starts at the end

♪ Well, it's time to walk away and start over again

♪ Weather's murder at 103

♪ William Ray shot Corabell Lee

♪ A yellow dog knows when he has sinned

♪ You wanna walk away and start over again

♪ No more rain

♪ No more roses

♪ I'm on my way

♪ Shaking my thirst in a cool, cool pond

♪ Cooper told Maui the whole block's gone

♪ They're dying for jewellery, money and clothes

♪ I always get out of the trouble I'm in

♪ I want to walk away

♪ And start over again

♪ I left my Bible by the side of the road

♪ Carved my initials in an old dead tree

♪ I'm going away but I'm going to be back when

♪ It's time to walk away and start over again

♪ Ho ho, yeah

♪ Hmm-hm hm-hm-hm

♪ Hmm-mm hm-hm-hm, yeah

♪ Time to walk away

♪ Gotta walk away

♪ Gotta walk away

♪ Just wanna walk away, yeah

♪ Wanna walk away

♪ And start over again

♪ Wanna walk away

♪ Wanna walk away...

♪ Wanna walk away

♪ Wanna walk...

You're late.

- This is your fucking job. - Yep, you're right.

I was stuck in traffic.

You were on the bloody tram, Danny!

Yeah, well, trams go in traffic too, Les.

The jug's just boiled.

And we need some change.

Righto.

And take Ruby with ya.

She's a bit backed up.

Hey, Les.

I've got to knock off a bit early today. Is that alright?

Les?

- What, you got a hot date, mate? - No, I don't.

I've got that thing on tonight, remember?

Yeah, well, make sure all that shit

in the corner's online first.

Then you and your man can have a beautiful night out.

Ha ha! It's actually a pretty big deal.

It's kind of important to me.

Come on.

Come on.

- ♪ Hey, hey, yeah... - Sit. Stay.

♪ Oh!

You fucking freak!

You fucking cunts! Very fucking original.

- You're a freak, mate. - Love your hair.

- Better legs than me! - Yeah, yeah, big fucking men!

Eh?

I know you.

I've seen you here giving out blow jobs to anyone who asks.

Piss off.

You might be able to fool your monkey fucking friends.

- Go away. - But I fucking know you.

Fuck off, mate.

- Who you calling monkeys? - Piss off! Keep walking!

That's it. Dirty.

♪ Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah.

G'day, Paige.

- How are they hangin'? - I smell like a fucking egg.

Would you do us a favour, lend us a towel?

I could probably rustle you up a bit of a rag or something.

Beggars can't be choosers.

So, what's up with you, pussycat?

Well, you know, people come in here bullshitting

and leave pissed off.

- I'm living the dream. - Glad I asked.

- Where's the boy? - Oh, who knows with him?

What are you after, anyway?

I need a loan.

Just for a couple of days.

Righto, then. What do you got?

I've got about 14. A couple of doubles.

Uh, three or four are blu-ray.

40 bucks on loan.

Are you freaking wonky or what?

There's a couple of hundred worth here.

Three of them are blu-ray.

Oh, I thought you said four.

- 35, then. - Come on, Les.

- I need at least 150. - Can't see it.

Look, I've got the kids this weekend

and they're hassling me to see bloody 'Iron Man'

or 'Spider-Man' or...'Potterman'. Jesus!

Please, Les?

Ok, love. A hundred.

You know how to look after a woman.

Yeah, I'm a bloody charmer.

Fuckin' hell, Rube.

I'll just be a minute, Harry.

Mate, are your eyes sewn on?

There you go, Paige.

You're all sorted. You have yourself a good weekend.

Thanks, Les.

Happy bloody days!

Never thought I'd see you

short of a word, mate.

I swear to Christ, Les,

you get a bag of all sorts in here, mate.

What the fuck was that?

So...

Just for today.

How's that?

Alright?

Oh, here he is, Mr Casanova himself.

- Hey, what's happening, Danny? - Working, Carlo. Running late.

What, you got no time for us?

Seems to me like you got time for other people.

We saw you this morning drooling over the bookstore window.

- You sneaky fuck! - No, I wasn't.

- I was looking at something. - Oh, yeah.

Don't talk shit to a shit-talker, Dan!

Come on, Pauly, give the prick a break, will ya?

He knows I'm joking. You know I'm joking, eh, Danny?

Yeah, sure, Pauly. I gotta get going. Les is being...

- Can you take a look at this? - No. I told you, bring it in.

- Two seconds, Danny! - For Christ sake!

Help him out with his bloody phone. That'll be the end of it.

Hey, boy.

You're a smart dog, aren't you, boy?

- She's a girl. - Oh. Even better.

It's probably your battery. There's rust all over it.

Yeah, help us out with a new one.

Yeah, alright, come into the shop, then.

Yeah. Yeah, sure thing. Thanks, Dan!

Hey, Danny, you should ask her out.

Hello, handsome.

Hey, Paige.

- You want a coffee? - Yeah.

How's it going?

Oh, you know, I'd complain.

But who'd fucking listen?

True.

I was just in your shop...

...with Mr Personality.

Don't worry about him. He's grumpy in his sleep.

What have you got there?

Oh, it's nothing. It's just a book.

Oh! Come on.

'The 12 Steps To Finding Love'.

Who's the lucky girl?

It is a girl, isn't it?

Yes, of course it is.

Good for you.

Have you put on some weight?

Oh, a little bit, yeah.

- How's the head? - Yeah, I'm good, I think.

Yeah, I'm... I'm stable.

No! No, that's a place for horses.

You look good, Danny.

Just keep doing what you're doing.

- I've got to get going. - No worries.

- Take it easy, Paige. - Good to see you, Danny boy.

Rubes.

It was a magnificent day here at Flemington and...

There you go.

Can I help you with anything?

No. Just looking. Thanks.

This is a magnificent card and a big race...

Where is he?

Afraid he might run off with your change, mate?

No. He's got the bloody dog!

♪ I was scared of dentists and the dark

♪ I was scared of pretty girls

♪ And starting conversations

♪ Yeah, all my friends

♪ Are turning green

♪ And you're the magician's assistant

♪ In their dreams

♪ Ah-ooh

♪ Ooh, ooh

♪ Ah-ah, oh...

♪ And they come unstuck

♪ Lady...

- Forget the address? - Hey, Harry.

- How are you, mate? - Sorry. It was a long queue.

Ruby sort herself out?

Yes. Yes, she did.

Morning, Leslie.

- Ahhh! Morning, Danny. - Good morning, Lai.

- I say, "Hello, Leslie." - Yeah, I heard you.

Next door did too. We're a bit busy at the moment.

Oh, yeah, I see you are flat out.

Why you have time to talk to friend and not say hello?

We're talking business, Lai.

Oh, I'm sorry, Mr Big Shot Businessman.

Anyway, I just bring food.

But you're too busy to eat.

Danny... for you.

Thank you.

He should be busy too!

I'll come down and see you later, love.

Ok, ok. You find time.

And maybe turn some fan on.

Oh, you worry you catch cold.

Oh, you can't actually catch a cold.

You see, it's a virus.

Not transmitted by temperatures.

Otherwise, Eskimos wouldn't get out of bed.

Oh, you two both so clever. Ha and ha!

Leslie, I need talk to you in private.

- Well, it better be quick! - I'm sure it will be.

Oh, Mr Pawnshop man,

I can't pay my rent.

I need money for my kids.

What are you talking about?

I know what go on here.

But nobody...

...fuck with my man but me.

Ohhhh!

Ohh.

Ahhh!

Ahh!

Ohhh!

Ohhh!

Ohhhh!

Ohhh!

Ohhh!

Ohhhh!

Turn up the radio, mate.

Lai.

Ok, I go now.

Enjoy your food, Danny.

Will do. Thanks, Lai.

- What was that? - I have no idea.

You really hit the jackpot with her, mate.

Yeah.

Ooh! There you go.

What's cookin', good-lookin'?

You wouldn't know what to do with it.

Yeah. Too bloody right!

She's right. You wouldn't know what to do with it.

Oh, fuck!

Sorry.

Oh, I just touch these things and they fall apart.

- Les will fix them for you. - Who?

You know, the guy from the pawnshop. You know him.

I don't know him. I know of him.

Flutter the lashes, pout the lips.

He'll probably just fix them for free.

I think they just need a screw.

Don't we all?

Go on. Take them up there now.

I'll be fine here.

Ok.

Number one - what does a cereologist study?

Breakfast.

Crop circles.

Alright. Number two - who am I?

I was born in 1977 in Devon, England.

Um, David Beckham.

No. Next clue.

I graduated with honours in Greek and Latin

from University College, London.

- Definitely not Beckham. - Yeah.

My band was originally known as Starfish.

It's Chris Martin.

Bloody hell, Danny, I'm playing with Harry.

Oh, sorry.

I am Christopher Anthony John Martin.

- Nice one, Danny. - Don't encourage him.

- I'm going to the toilet. - Oh, fascinating.

G'day, darling. Where are you off to today?

You don't mind if we walk with you, eh?

Probably best, you know. Dangerous neighbourhood and all.

- You'll be alright with us. - Oh, yeah?

- Two knights in shining armour? - I don't need no armour.

- I've got these bad boys. - Uh-huh.

Shut up! Don't mind him.

Got dropped on his head when he was a kid.

You know, when I think about it,

I might have been a knight in a past life.

Had a big round table, all that sort of stuff.

- You know history, huh? - I read... lots of things.

If you want, I can read your palm sometime.

- Uh, no, this is me. - What you selling, love?

I can give you a quick appraisal if you want

so you don't get ripped off.

I'll take my chances.

Oh, wow. I did but see her passing by.

- Did you see that? - And yet I love her till I die.

She winked at me.

Oh, Jesus Christ, Pauly, you know,

sometimes you really are a fucking retard.

You know he's married to that actress?

- Who? - Gwyneth Paltrow.

Shits me, that woman.

Hi. Are you Les?

- What can I do for you? - I work at the bookshop.

Holly thought you might be able to have a look at these for me.

You never know. Give us a look.

No. The screw's all twisted. Sorry.

Oh. Thanks, anyway.

You could have fixed her glasses.

Hello!

Hang on, love.

I might be able to find something.

Oh, great.

Danny!

My name is Danny and I deserve love.

My name is Danny

and I deserve love.

Danny!

I'm having a crap!

You see her Oscar speech?

- Who? - Paltrow's.

Weeping fucking vagina.

Danny!

- What?! - You fall in, mate?

- Hello. - Fix the young lady's glasses.

Yep.

Danny, fix the glasses.

Ok!

Tell you what, love, pop back in a minute, I'll have it sorted.

Alright. Thanks.

- Oh, fuck! - See that, Harry?

I believe I did, Les.

- Danny's got himself a crush. - Piss off, Les.

♪ I swear she's destined for the screen

♪ Closest thing to Michelle Pfeiffer

♪ That you've ever seen, oh

♪ Lady, running down to the riptide

♪ Taken away to the dark side

♪ I wanna be your left-hand man... ♪

Well, you have a beautiful day

and enjoy that.

I will. And I will.

What a hottie.

- Him? - He's been here since you left.

Kept staring at me. I think he wants my number or something.

Very nice.

Got to be fucking kidding me!

Come on!

It's Dark Ruler the favourite.

- Come on! - But Bail Bonds is going...

Come on!

Bail Bonds nails the favourite...

- Fuck you! - Another blow for punters.

Nice tip, Turfie.

Cup of tea?

Sure, mate.

Danny, put the kettle on.

Been meaning to ask you...

Did you manage to locate that little thing I mentioned?

You've been meaning to ask me or are you asking me again?

You've got to be precise, Harry.

Fine.

Can you get me the bloody gun?

Then yes. Yes, I can.

I still don't know why you want it, though.

I'll pop by your place later.

It's bloody hot out there.

Yeah. What can I do for you?

Well, I was hoping to get some money for my video camera.

- Loan or sell? - Sell it, I guess.

Got the new model now.

I'll have a look.

I don't really have a big demand for them.

As you know, they've got new models out every second month.

You can pick them up for bugger-all these days.

It's a bit old.

- What do you want for it? - Oh, I think about 750, 800.

Oh, I'd probably help you out with a couple of hundred,

but that's about it.

It's 18 months old, mate. You'd get a grand for it, easy.

I tell you what, I'll make it 250.

If not, you could try up the road.

400. I don't wanna carry it around

and you get rid of it real quick.

250. Take it or leave it.

300. It's got to be worth that at least.

No.

Alright, 250.

There you go, mate.

Pleasure doing business with you.

Pleasure's all yours, I'm sure.

There's a sucker born every minute.

Yes, stuff him and his "I got the new model" shit.

How's that tea coming, Danny?

Two secs. Almost done.

There you go.

- Sort that out, will you? - Yeah.

Good on you, Danny.

I wish I was his age again.

Oh, don't give me that "I'd do it differently" crap!

No. I'd probably do it all the same.

I just can't remember anymore.

It's like it's fading.

I know it's up here,

but the rest of me is hollow or something.

Harry, what the fuck are you talking about?

See what I mean?

I've got no fucking idea anymore.

Yeah, you don't know what you're talking about.

You've got it all, mate.

You've got more money than you need.

You don't work. Beautiful wife, top kids.

You're right.

I've got it all.

So what am I doing hanging around here for?

I'll see you out.

- Danny... - Yeah.

You treat her right, mate.

Yeah. Sure, Harry.

A lot of memories, eh?

Yep.

Yuppies in shoeboxes now.

Fucking cunts.

See you tonight.

It's fine. It is.

It's just... different to what I thought.

These Aussie fuckers are really weird.

You're probably right, Mother.

Is that my Vikram?

You tell him I love him from the tip of my nose

to the ends of my toes.

And with my whole heart.

You better go.

No. Nothing, my love.

I will call again soon.

I love you both.

Yes.

Hmm! I'd fuck her.

Yeah... no.

Fuck her too!

No!

Hey, hey.

What about her? She's your type.

Nah. You already did.

Did I?

Hey, you know, I'm hungry.

- Same. - You got any money?

$7.80. Well, you got anything?

What do you want?

- Thai Viet? - Thai Viet?

I always thought that was a weird name for a restaurant.

- Tastes good. - No, it's shit, mate.

It's got MSG in it, you know.

MSG. Monosodium glutamate.

They put it in to enhance flavour, right?

Bad for you. Destroys your heart.

Makes your ears ring. It's shit.

What do you want, then?

You know what, I wouldn't mind going down to Lai's

and getting a couple of those really big "pos".

- What do you reckon? - Fucking soup?

- Yes! It's good for you, mate. - It's hot!

So what? It'd make your muscles grow. That's what you want.

Give us the coin. Come on! Come on!

Alright.

You beauty. Let's go!

I'll see you at Littles!

Alright, fine!

I'll get it!

I'll fucking get it!

Fuck!

Ok. There you go.

Ok. Bye-bye.

Hmm. What you want?

Uh...

I say... what you want?

Uh, how much for a combination "pow"?

Combination pho?

Yeah.

$12 large, $9 small.

Ok, I'll get a small, then.

- That all? - Yeah.

Actually, you know what? I'm just...

Would it be ok if we put that into two bowls?

You want small soup in two bowl?

Please?

Ok, five minute.

Thanks.

Poodles?

- Oh, Poodles! - Poodles?

Poodles, you're a very bad boy.

Hey, Les, Les. Check this out.

It was on the memory card.

Poodles, you've made a mess.

I knew there was something funny about that prick.

Poodles, have you been a bad boy?

Clean it up. I want a grand from it.

What to do with Poodles today...

I can think of a few things

we should do with Poodles today.

Hey, hey, hey! Why you take my magazine?

Oh, shit. I'm sorry. It was just the star signs.

I wanted to take it back to my mate.

Well, next time you ask me.

Ok. I mean, it's only old news.

My old news, not yours.

Why you want old star signs?

Oh, you know, I'm thinking about going back,

making a few changes.

You strange man.

Maybe, but you know what? I'm not strange to me.

I'm normal.

Ok, your food ready.

$9.

Oh, shit!

I'm sorry. I'm $1.20 short.

Next time, you $1.20 more.

- Ok. - Hey.

Good luck with your reincarnation.

Thanks, Lai.

You're the bomb. I love you.

I'm bloody starving.

Heat us up some of that food, will ya?

Ooh, nah, I can't do that. That's mine, Lai said.

Yeah, well, it's my microwave so we can share it.

Huh.

Yeah, alright.

- G'day. - Hi.

Um, I was hoping you could help me.

That's always the plan.

Yeah, I'm looking for some jewellery.

Well, we've got plenty of that. What are you after?

Oh, no, no. Sorry.

I'm not making myself clear.

It's, um... it's the necklace and the bracelet in that photo.

Were these stolen?

No.

Well... yes.

You need to make a police report

with the exact details of the items.

List any identifying features...

No, no. I don't care about the jewellery.

This is about my son.

I know he has been in here

because I've actually found the receipts from your shop

in... in the pockets of his jeans.

He would've had to have had proper ID

and claim any items as his own.

No, look. I'm not trying to get you into trouble, ok?

He's... sold half my house to places like this.

Three weeks ago, this necklace went missing

and I have not seen him since.

He is a good boy.

He's just lost his way, ok?

I am asking for your help.

What's his name? Maybe I can check the records.

James Montgomery.

Oh, I've got a...

That's him, but he... he was a little bit younger there.

He was a bit...

I'll just be a minute.

You recognise him?

Yeah, he's been in a little bit. Why?

His mum's out front. He's taken her gold and disappeared.

Nah, it'd be a while ago. Don't think he's brought in gold.

Have a look at the files. His name's James Montgomery.

Righto.

Danny's looking it up now.

Ok.

Huh...

Is this it?

Can I get you anything? Would you like a glass of water?

No, thank you.

Les.

James has been in three times. The last time was six weeks ago.

Six weeks ago? What... what did he sell?

Three games and an Xbox.

His Xbox?

I'll tell you what I can do.

Can we keep the photo of James?

And I'll get your number.

Ok.

Oh... Sorry. Have you got a pen?

Ah. Thanks.

When he pops up, I'll be sure to let you know.

"When he pops up."

I like that.

Thanks.

I wouldn't worry too much, Jennifer.

Kids these days keep their own times.

Yep. I'm sure you're right.

Oh, this is fucking cold!

What took so fucking long?

There you go, mate. It wasn't long, ok?

It was busy. That's all.

What's your problem? You've got nowhere to be, have ya?

Just hungry. That's all.

Fucking small.

It's not small, mate. It looks normal to me.

You're just getting bigger. Look at ya.

Oh, that's bloody good, mate.

What?!

- Move! - God.

Shit. Look at that angry bastard, mate.

Fucking built like a gorilla.

- He ain't that big. - Oh, he is, mate. Strong too.

- It's all roids. - Yeah, it is too, isn't it?

You could fucking take him, Pauly. Don't you think?

- Bloody oath, I could. - Yeah, on a good day.

It's not the size of the dog in the fight,

it's the size of the fight in the dog.

Bigger they are, harder they fall.

- Exactly. What are your fists? - Fists of iron.

- What would you do with them? - Put him to sleep!

Exactly. He's a nasty bastard.

Ooh, shit. Fuck, Pauly.

- He's looking over at us, mate. - What?

Shit. Don't look at him! Don't look at him, mate.

Fucking hell. Shit, Pauly, he's fucking gonna come over.

- Are you ready for this? - Yeah.

- What are your fists? - Fists of iron!

- What are you gonna do? - Put him to sleep!

Here he is! Ready? Ready? Go!

The fuck you want?!

Sorry, man. That's it!

A fucking killer! He's a fucking killer, this boy!

- Nah, you look after me. - You're funny, mate!

You're such a funny bloke!

- Soup's all over the street now. - Why'd you do that?

Why'd you do that, mate? That's wasteful.

'Cause you're a shit-stirrer. That's why.

- I spent good money on that. - Yeah, my money!

I'll make us a HOT tea.

Well, that is fascinating.

Huh.

I need a loan.

- Hmph, how much do you want? - 9 grand.

Nah, you can buy 'em new for under that.

It's a Breitling chronograph, water resistant up to 100m.

- Yeah, it's two. - What?

- It's 200m. - Yeah, fucking 200m, then.

Look, it's a nice piece, mate, it is, but...

...you got a chip on the face, there's a scratch down the back.

The best I can do... is two and a half on loan.

Two and a half grand? Are you fucking kidding me?

If you've got the box, papers, I'll stretch it to three if...

- This your place, is it? - No. No, I just work here.

I suggest you find your boss in the next minute

or I'll reach around this counter

and get my own fucking loan, you little cunt.

Hey, Les!

What can I do for you?

Your mate here offered me three grand on my watch. I need nine.

- Three grand? - That's right.

Bit steep, Danny. Would've thought a grand tops.

- Oh-ho! Funny fuck too, are ya? - We're not interested.

Oh, fuck!

I'll fucking get you.

I'll come back with my whole fucking crew

and take your whole fucking shop!

- I beg your pardon? - You heard me, you deaf cunt!

I'll come and take everything you fucking have!

Your money, your gold, your fucking dog, your...!

- Fuck! - Doors, Danny!

Fuck! You... Oh!

- Ugh! - What was that you were saying?

I'll get you.

I don't give a fuck.

Ohh!

Huh!

Now you listen to me, you fucking germ.

If you ever come around here again,

the last thing you'll see is the top of a mincer.

I'll feed you to that fucking dog for a month.

Understand?

- Les! - You understand?

- LES! - You fucking understand?!

Hey, Les, Les! Enough! Enough!

Off!

- What's your name? - Uhh...

- What's your fucking name?! - Look.

Jason Spears, 212 Khartoum Street, West Footscray.

There you go! Now fuck off.

Not the front way. You're not going out the front way.

Fuck...

Hang on.

Now piss off.

Fucking cunt.

You do the floors, mate. I'll do the rest.

Phew...

Uh-oh. Look.

Dickhead's gonna get a ticket.

- Fuck him. - Fuck him.

I'm still hungry now.

There you go, mate.

You sure?

Yeah, go ahead, mate. I'm full.

What's it say?

It says, "Help me!

"I'm trapped in a Chinese bakery and I can't get out."

Poor bloke.

Mate, I was joking.

It was a joke.

Well, maybe.

Maybe not.

We're all in jail in some way.

That's true, mate. That's true.

It's a cunt of a world and a world full of cunts.

Look. I told ya. Look. He's getting a fucking ticket.

He'll be pissed now, the fucking meathead.

Yeah, he might actually come after us this time.

But I'll be alright, won't I, 'cause I'm with the killer!

- The killer, matey! - Fuck off.

Here's one.

"Creative person needed, sense of adventure required,

"to join our dynamic team.

"Immediate start. Full training provided."

- Sounds alright. - What do you actually do?

It doesn't say. What's it matter? It's a job.

Yeah, it's a job.

So in a perfect world, you can do anything, right?

What would you do?

- Hmm... - Anything at all.

World is your oyster type thing.

You can't laugh.

Yeah, go on.

A builder.

What?

Not of houses and things. No, no, no. Of boats.

- Boats? - Yeah.

Well... when I was little,

my dad would take me to the pier and we'd go fishing

and we'd look at all these different ships

and we'd invent these stories about them,

about where they'd been, what they'd seen,

where they were going, all of that.

That's cute.

Yeah, and then...

...and then he moved away

and he would send me these models to build

and I would build them

and take a photo and send him the photo.

And then they stopped coming

and I never heard from him again.

Jesus.

Yeah.

Well, Mum says he was a real prick anyway.

You're an odd one, you know?

It's others who are odd.

- You want a coffee? - Nah, I'm good.

You sure? I have to get my glasses anyway.

Alright, then, strong skinny...

Skinny soy with three sugars. I know.

- Soy! - Soy!

How's your hand?

It's alright.

I made that for you.

I see you missed a spot.

Hey, mate, would you please have a spare smoke?

- Piss off. - Oh, ok.

Thanks anyway.

You got any change left for a Slurpee or something?

What, you got worms or something?

It's 40 degrees out here!

And only dogs get worms.

- No, they don't. - Yes, they do.

- No, humans get 'em as well. - Bullshit.

Oh, ok. It's bullshit, Lassie.

Oh, here she is! Hey, you miss me, sweetheart?

The man who reads palms.

Spends most of his time with it, he does.

Hey, um, you got a spare ciggie?

- Uh, only rollies. - Great.

A girl after me own heart.

- Hey, can you get worms? - What?

Can a human get worms?

Mm-hm, of course.

Right. Fuck, I thought it was just dogs, hey?

- Learn something new every day. - Hah! Not him.

Be lucky if he learns something new every month.

- He just learned something then. - Yeah, whatever, smartarse.

- Ta. - You want one?

Nah, I'm in training.

Cool. Uh, all the best with the training.

Thanks for the smoke.

Huh.

- Hey. - Hey.

Hello, Juliet.

- Sorry? - Shut up, Les.

Sorry. Don't worry about him.

- It stinks in here. - What?

- Like, uh, bleach. - Oh...

Danny's just done his annual clean-up, haven't you?

Les, shut up!

Well, I'll leave you two alone, then, shall I?

Les! Piss off.

Come on.

- Sorry about that. - It's fine.

- I'll get your glasses, then. - Great.

Did you fix them ok?

Yeah, yeah, yeah. It was fine.

And I've got something else for you.

- Hold on for a sec. - Ok.

- How you going, Casanova? - Oh, piss off, Les.

- Here you go. - What is it?

It's nothing. Don't open it now. Open it later.

- Ok. - Yeah.

Um, I just need my glasses to see it.

Oh, shit. Yeah. Sorry.

- There you go. - Thank you.

- Do I owe you anything? - Huh?

- Money for... - Oh, no, no, no. It's fine.

Ok, thank you, Danny.

I'll see you soon.

Yep, see you soon.

- See you. 'Bye. - 'Bye.

Well, Ruby and I have just had a little chat

and we just wanna say we're very proud of you.

Very smooth.

I feel sick.

That's yours.

- I'll be back in a minute. - Where are you going?

Listen to this one.

Salmon and hoisin citrus.

You got orange juice, scallion, hoisin,

hoisin, coriander seeds,

orange zest and cilantro.

What the hell's cilantro?

I dunno.

Sounds good, though. I love salmon.

Yeah? I like chicken.

You got no class, Danny. None at all.

Hmph.

Oh, this bloody tooth is killing me.

I've gotta get to the post office before 4:00.

Oh, it says here cilantro is coriander.

Why don't they just say 'coriander'?

Hello. I was in here before.

What could I do for you?

I think I left something behind.

Oh, yeah? What was that?

Um, there was a memory card in a camera that I sold.

I can have a look for you if you like.

- What was your name again? - Tony. Tony Robinson.

Thanks a lot, mate. I appreciate it.

You know, normally I'd just leave it, but

it's got the kids' party on it and the missus would kill me.

- This it? - Yeah, that's it, that's it.

- It should still be inside. - Cool.

- Nup, nothing here. - It's gotta be there.

I've looked everywhere. Should still be in there.

Can I have a look? I've searched everywhere.

Oh, hold on, hold on.

I might have left it over there before I gave it a clean.

Hey? Lucky day.

Thank you. That's it. Thanks very much.

- It's my pleasure. - Thanks, guys.

No worries. I'm glad we could help.

Oh, well. Have a good weekend, guys.

Same to you, Poodles.

Hit the tree. Hit the tree, hit the tree! Don't, don't.

- Oh, here she is. Hey! - Oh, hi again.

- How are you, sweetheart? - Good! 'Bye again. Oh! Sorry.

Why don't you watch where you're fucking going?

- Piss off. I said I was sorry. - You alright?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Ok, ok. I'm sorry.

Maybe I wasn't watching where I was going.

Ok. Apology accepted.

Thank you! Now fuck off.

I love that girl so much, man.

Hey, what were you gonna do to him, killer?

Oh, fucking slap him! Slap him like this!

- Oh, oh! - And like this! And like this!

Ohh!

Danny.

- Danny? - Hmm?

- Oh, sorry, mate. - That's ok.

Need a hand with something?

Uh, how much for this one here?

Whereabouts?

Third from the left, second back row.

- Ooh, nice taste. - Thank you.

That's a Tiffany design. It's white gold, two carat.

I'd need 3,300.

Right, I can't get near that one.

What about a lay-by?

- I need it tonight. - Fair enough.

I figure she's more likely to say yes

with something for her finger.

- Yeah, I hear that's the way. - This one here.

- How much for this one? - Oh, no, that's even more.

- That's four and a half. - Fuck.

- I'm sure she's worth it. - Of course she's worth it.

She's worth much more than any of this.

I just don't have the money.

What about this one, in the red box?

Yeah, that's cool.

Antique. It's white gold, about 0.25 in chips.

- What's the damage? - Ooh.

I'd need 1,100. Even then we're barely breaking even.

That's the one. I know it.

Can I have a look?

Do you have a girl?

Nup. Not really.

Yes, you do.

Uh, what's your name?

- Danny. - I'm Jay.

So listen, Danny. I'm just gonna be honest with you.

Uh, I've got $935 on me.

That's absolutely it.

I need that ring today.

So can you please help me out?

Yeah, ok. 935.

Thank you, Danny. Thank you so much, man.

It's my pleasure. I'll grab a bag for you.

She's gonna absolutely love that.

- I'm sure she will. - I hope she does.

She better love it.

- Oh, money. - Hey? No, no. Give it to him.

Got yourself a bargain.

Here you go.

- Thanks heaps, Danny. - No worries.

Hey, good luck for tonight.

Thank you.

935?

- Yep. - Could have got 1,100 easy.

- Nah, he didn't have it. - Of course he did!

I loaned 250 bucks a year ago and it's sat there since.

Still should've tried, Danny.

We made almost 700.

No, I made almost 700.

Alright, you made almost 700.

- Yeah, that's right. - Oh, grumpy cunt.

- What? - Oh, nothing.

I've gotta make the post office.

Oh, New York for sure, man!

- Yeah? - Or maybe Disneyland.

Jesus Christ, anywhere in the world

and you wanna go to bloody Disneyland?

Mate, what are ya? 12 years old?

They reckon it takes three days just to walk around in.

Oh, whoop-de-do! Walking around three days in Disneyland?

I can't think of anything worse.

- Well, where would you go, then? - Honestly?

I might go to Japan. Yeah.

I think that looks pretty good, mate. Culturally different.

- Better than here. - Get yourself a geisha, hey?

A what?

You know, a Japanese prozzie.

Mate, the word you're looking for is 'oiran'. 'Oiran'.

Geisha don't fuck.

I'd love to go to Japan, I tell ya.

I used to have this mate in high school.

He was Japanese. Funny fuck.

- Could fight like a trooper. - Karate kid, hey?

He gave me his number, told me I could call anytime I want.

And I might. I might actually just up and leave.

- What? What's so funny? - That must've been 20 years ago!

You think he's still expecting you?

It's not 20 years ago. It was in high school.

It was... 1993. Fuck!

Hey, Danny son!

- 20 years ago... - Carlo's off to Japan soon.

Shut up, mate! Don't fucking tell other people that.

- Forget about him, mate! - Got a special invite, he does.

- Special invite. - You know the problem with you?!

You got no fucking respect!

You forgotten whose couch you're sleeping on tonight?

You fucking little homeless prick!

I might fucking go to Japan, leave you here on your own.

See how you fucking survive then!

- You like? - Yeah.

Did you hear that? That's the sound of your heart beat.

27 minutes, 4 seconds.

27 minutes, 2 seconds.

27 minutes.

Oh, fuck, I'm bored.

Does that help?

Wanna come out later?

A bunch of us are going down Chapel.

Or my cousin's having people over at his place.

He's got some gorgeous friends.

It's not really my thing.

Hey, guess who wrote me a poem.

What? Who?

Danny.

- Danny? - From the pawn shop.

- Fuck off. No, he didn't. - Yeah.

Well, what did it say?

It's just really, really sweet.

Well, it's kind of weird. He's a bit odd.

No-one's ever written me a poem before.

Wow. Danny the dark horse.

Hey, I wonder if he's hung like one.

Can I help you with something?

Oh, yes. I need to purchase a location device for a car.

- A GPS? - Yes, yes, a GPS.

Well, what sort are you after?

Perhaps you could explain the different costs

and the qualities of the items.

Well, we've got sat-nav, iNav, TomTom...

It depends what you want.

What are you mainly gonna use it for?

- Pizzas. - Pizzas?

- Oh, delivery of. - Oh, fair enough.

Well, you just want something basic.

This starts at 85 and they go up from there.

Simple, reliable. You'll find your way around.

I'm sure it's a very fine item.

It's just more than I can afford.

How much have you got?

- I can spend up to the $50. - Well, I tell you what.

Leave me the 50, pop in next week,

fix me up with the rest and it's yours.

I am to start the job tonight.

I thank you anyway for the offer, Mr...?

- Les. - Thank you anyway, Mr Les.

You sure you wanna deliver pizzas?

It can get pretty hairy around here.

Hairy, yes, but my options are currently limited.

It's either this or driving the taxis.

- What do you normally do? - Oh, I was a dentist.

- No shit? - No shits at all, Mr Les.

So you reckon you're pretty good at this dentistry thing, do you?

I had a successful practice in India.

Is that right?

I hope to have the same opportunity here.

Ugh! Jesus fucking Christ!

Excuse me, have you got two bucks

for my little baby to get some milk?

Come on, man. Come on.

Just two bucks? Oh, you fuckin' dog!

Hey, have you got two bucks for my little baby's milk?

It's fuckin' boiling and she needs a drink.

Come on. Be a sweetheart. Please? Please?

You got no kid.

Fuck off, then, you do-gooding cunt!

Tiger, mate. Tiger, alright?

Tigers are bigger, heavier, stronger,

plus they live on their own.

Probably explains why they're so angry.

Maybe the lion's got more to fight for, though.

No! Tiger.

Everyone knows tiger wins any day of the week.

Yeah, well, panther beats them both. You know why?

- Let me guess. - That's right.

'Cause they're black!

Dave Sands, Lionel Rose, Anthony Mundine

and Paul 'The Kid' Carr.

What did you just say?

- Pauly 'The Kid'. - You're not a fucking kid!

- How old are ya? - 30.

Exactly.

Pauly 'The Kid'!

- Oh, fuck me gently. - What?

I think I'm in love.

I know her.

- Oh, piss off. - I do.

Call her over, then.

Alright.

Hey, Claire! Come and say hi.

- Oh, hey. How's it going? - Top of the world, lovely.

- How about you? - Same old.

Running late for work.

Excuse me, Claire, let me introduce you

to my very good friend Pauly 'The Kid' Carr.

- Hello. - Hey.

That's what horses eat.

True, but they prefer sugar.

I gotta go.

- See ya, darlin'. - Nice to meet you, Claire.

Nice to meet you, Pauly 'The Kid'.

Ooh!

She's beautiful.

How the fuck do you know her?

I used to see her up at the flats all the time.

Started talking to her. She's a pretty smart cookie.

- Does she work around here? - She works everywhere.

She's a stripper.

Even better.

Oh, dream on!

- Hey, tell me something. - What?

What's a stripper do when they got their, um...

You know.

What? I don't know what you're talking about.

- Their periods. - Oh, Jesus Christ.

Sometimes I wonder what goes through

that pea-sized brain of yours.

I'm just asking, man. Do they stop work? What do they do?

Well, I don't know, but I've been told they use a sea sponge.

What, from the beach?

Yeah, but you can get 'em at any chemist.

And they just put it up there?

Well, I suppose so, mate.

I tell ya, why don't you ask Claire next time you see her?

Say, "Hey, Claire, do you use a sea sponge?"

Hey, mind if I nick off early?

- No, of course not. Go. - Thanks, babe.

Ohh, I just feel like I can't fucking breathe in here.

Why don't you split early too?

Nah, I've almost finished.

Hey, have a good weekend at the club... party thing.

I'll tell you one thing -

someone's gonna get lucky for sure!

Danny!

This is Harsha, my dentist.

- Nice to meet you, Mr Danny. - Yeah, you too, mate.

Grab us that sat-nav, will you, please?

Yep.

There you go. That'll get you where you need to be.

A thousand bloody thanks, Mr Les.

I can drop the rest in next week.

Oh, don't worry, I don't think

this dentistry thing's gonna work out for you.

I'll let you in on a little secret.

I'm a much better dentist than a driver.

Don't be a stranger.

I shan't. I won't.

- Goodbye, Mr Danny. - Yep, see you, mate.

Nice guy, that.

Shockin' fucking dentist, but a nice guy.

Maybe you've just got bad teeth.

Maybe! Maybe I do!

Alright.

Are you gonna wish me luck?

You don't want my luck, Danny.

But you may as well have this.

- Jesus. Are you sure? - You don't want it?

I do.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Now piss off before I change my mind.

Hey.

Thanks, Les.

It seems like such a pity just to leave it sitting there, eh?

So you wanna do this?

Yeah, fuck him. In you get.

- Alright, I'm driving. - Great.

Just make it quick, will you, Fangio?

Whoo!

- Where to? - Disneyland, please, driver.

Shit, Pauly! For fuck's sake!

- You told me you could drive! - Yeah, hang on, hang on.

Go, mate. Fucking go, go, go!

Go!

Hello?

Sorry, we're closed.

Oh, hi.

I'll just be a minute, love.

How's your glasses?

Um, good. Completely fixed.

I thought you might like this.

Uh, that's tonight.

Yep.

Are you going?

No, I just make him nervous.

I thought you might like to go, though.

Yeah, of course, of course.

Why didn't he say anything?

Cat got his tongue, never gave it back.

What does that mean?

He's been through a lot, young Danny.

- Hey, you should come. - Nah, I've done enough.

You have a good night.

- I'll catch you later. - 'Bye.

♪ Oh, lady

♪ Running down to the riptide

♪ Taken away to the dark side

♪ I wanna be your left-hand man

♪ I love you

♪ When you're singing that song

♪ And I got a lump in my throat

♪ 'Cause you're gonna sing the words wrong

♪ I got a lump in my throat

♪ 'Cause you're gonna sing the words wrong ♪

- What's this? - Oi, bro.

We should go look for some chicks.

We can sell this shit, mate.

Oh, shit! Bingo!

Dad!

- Pizza. - Thanks, mate.

♪ You don't know where... ♪

- Keep the change. - ♪ I'm going to...

- Thank you. - No worries.

♪ Just wanna see another side of you

♪ You don't know what I'm going through... ♪

♪ I just wanna show you the way

♪ Change is what we need

- ♪ New places... - Huh...

♪ For you and me

♪ It's those friends of mine

♪ The smiling friends of mine

♪ It's those friends of mine

♪ Those crazy friends of mine

♪ They've gotta let me in

♪ I've gotta let you out

♪ I've gotta let me in

♪ Scream and shout

♪ Ohh-ohh

♪ Ohh-ohh

♪ Ohh-ohh-ohh-ohh-ohh-ohh

♪ And it's those friends of mine

♪ The smiling friends of mine

♪ It's those friends of mine

♪ Those crazy friends of mine... ♪

♪ Stranger on the road again

♪ I'm lost in outer space, my friend

♪ What's gonna bring me back... ♪

♪ And fight a pain

♪ That tears my heart again...

You're alright.

You nervous, mate?

No.

I'm gonna be extraordinary.

Ohh...

Ohh...

Pauly?

Pauly?

I, uh...

Huh, nah.

Thanks.

- Hi. - Fuck!

Hi.

You're late to your own exhibition.

How did you find out?

Uh, through Les.

Les?

Jesus.

- You cool? - Yeah.

Yeah, I'm cool.

Danny! There are a couple of people I want you to meet.

- Yeah. Bridget, this is Kate. - Hi.

Hi. Grab a drink. I won't keep him too long.

Ok.

I think I'm gonna shit myself.

What? Twice in one day?

Ohh...

Here he is - Danny.

Come meet these guys. See you later.

- Here he is - Danny. - Hey, how are you going?

Nice to meet you.

Yeah, we'll talk.

Yeah, just excuse me for one minute.

Ok.

Oh, hi, superstar.

Piss off.

Did you do all of these?

Yep. What do you think?

I think you're a freak.

A beautiful bloody freak.

Let's get out of here.

- Where? - Wherever you want.

What about all your fans?

- I thought you were one. - Nuh-uh.

No, I came for the free drink.

I wanna show you something.

Well? We go in?

Beautiful night.

Come on. Early bird catch worm.

They look like tiny specks.

I heard if you throw a coin off the Eiffel Tower,

you could kill someone.

Yeah?

If you hit them in the right spot.

Or the wrong spot.

Imagine that.

You're walking down the street and then, bang, you're gone.

You wouldn't know.

♪ We come into this world alone, you say

♪ And we're gonna leave it the same

♪ Everything's up to you, you say

♪ Ain't no-one else here to blame

♪ It's up to you to make your stand

♪ It's up to you to win

♪ There's a lot of wisdom in your words, my love

♪ Please remember this

♪ We all need a little love

♪ Someone who will hold us close

♪ Remind us that we're not alone down here

♪ Oh, dear

♪ I love you more than you probably wanna hear

♪ You're a tough little cookie, I know, my love

♪ When you spill your milk, you yell

♪ And you don't ask many favours, love

♪ 'Cause you're the one that gives

♪ And you ain't got too much time for crying

♪ And none for bitterness

♪ On you the world depends

♪ My love

♪ Please remember this...