All language subtitles for Body Blow.eng

- We are beings of light.

We are spirits.

And we are contained
within this meat frame.

I don't care whether you're
looking at the Mesopotamians,

if you're looking at
the civilizations of
the Indus Valley,

there is a deep
understanding of the power

of the penis.

The power of the lingam.

The power of the yin

exemplified in
the seminal fluid.

It is that primal force
that exists between fire,

air, earth, and water.

It is death.

It is destruction.

It is more
powerful than the sun.

It is as big as the world

and it is as small as the
tiniest pinprick of truth.

This is a shining diamond

contained within your loins.

If you use
the force of your mind

to inwrap this creativity,

it will shoot out of you

like the force of 10 sons.

And if you do not,

you will become a black hole

that will consume everything

that is good
and right and noble.

That is the power of your semen.

I am in control of this
thing between my legs.

This cock does
not rule me. I rule it.

- Doesn't
look like a sex pet.

- He's not one.

- Officially,
it's just an allegation

from an armed robber 06:00
am fairly well substantiated.

- Oh, I hope
you know what you're doing.

- I always know what I'm doing.

I'll see you after work or
I could do you right here.

- In front of
your secretary. No.

- Come on, you're
the bloody sex pest.

- Steele

- Hardwick.
- Yeah, I know.

Welcome to CLAGG.

- CLAGG?

Might get you to march
in the Mardi Gras Pride Parade

if you play your cards right.

- No thanks.

- No?

- No, thank you.

- You're not
proud of who you are?

- No, I am proud of what I
do to make things better.

- And what is it that
you wanna make better?

- Just the world.

- Oh, that's great news.

As police, we are
part of this community.

And this community is
gay. And here you are.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

- I get it.

- You get it? Stand up.

Let's get that uniform off, hey.

Comfortable?
- Honestly?

- Yeah, if you like.
- It's a bit much.

- What, mate?
It's plain clothes.

- It's about blending in, right?

- Yeah. To the community.

- Guys dress like this?

- Yes. Gay guys dress like that.

Might wanna do
it with fly.

Come on, pretty.

Third overdose this week.

- Something
changed in the smack?

- Looks like it.

- Hey, chicken legs.
- Those guy's over there,

they're regulars?

- No, I've never seen them.

That patch belongs
to the Gravick Boys.

- Take this
- They're fuckin' hard asses.

- You have the same name

as the former chief
superintendent, coincidence?

- Not really,
considering he's me dad.

- Sampson Steele is your dad.

- Guilty.

- He still in jail?

- Nah, he's paroled.

Lying on my couch,
driving me fucking crazy.

- Must have some stories.

You bet !Take you to the pub and
tell you all about him

- No, it's okay.

- That's what us cops do.

Superintendent Steele
would insist.

In fact, fuck this shit.

Let's go for a drink.

Take you to the pub where
he used to hang out.

Oi.

You're driving back tonight
so don't get too shit-faced.

- What're you having?
- Couple of beers.

Couple of shots.

I'll just have a water. Thanks

- Just came in for a bit of
a perv and some tap water?

- Mate, I told
you it's your first day.

-You gotta have a drink.
- Steele, I don't drink.

- What would my fucking father say ?
- He'd say, "Real men drink."

- And those
who don't can't be trusted.

There you are. Good boy.

Very obedient.
You're all right, Hardwick.

Ooh, isn't he pretty?

- Welcome to
a special, special night!

It's a sticky,
sticky night, isn't it?

Can you feel it?

Just look at this
sizzling piece of meat.

First time here?

- Yep.

- Are
you a top or a bottom?

- Ooh.

- Neither.
- Just long nights

on the couch, watching
porn and jacking off

into your snuggies.

Well, congratulations on
crawling outta your dark,

moist little hole for a night.

One step at a time.

Ah, all my bitches is here.

I'm Fat Frankie

and this is a little song
about loving yourself

just a little hard.

- I'll be right back.

♪ Now you're getting restless ♪

♪ You know what I mean ♪

♪ What can I do
without your love ♪

♪ What can I do without
your sweet sweet love ♪

♪ I'm on fire ♪

- On the house.

- Why is that?

- I feel sorry for you,

jacking off into your
snuggy, oh-whoa-whoa.

- Kid, I would fuck you so hard

that your eyes pop
outta your fuck head.

Fuck, shit. I'm Sorry.

♪ Get off your ass ♪

- Oi, Cody, get us another
round. First day, hey?

Mm, good boy,
hey? Have another drink.

Cheers, drink up.

- So your dad
used to drink here?

- Yeah, it was an old cop joint

until the foundation
started to rock.

- You still get
along with your dad?

- Oh, yes, no, I mean,
he's still me best mate,

but it wasn't always like that.

- I used to
follow your dad and shit

on the news when I was a kid.

I saw that whole court case.

I used to think
your dad was really cool?

- He's pretty cool.
He's just a cheeky cunt.

And I have to put up with him.

Remind everyone
that he's a hero.

- Yeah, he is a fucking hero.

That sort of shit happens.

- Yeah, exactly, we're
all cops. Shit happens.

He's gonna be here in a minute.

I'm gonna take him
down road for Indian

for dinner if you wanna come.

- No, I should be getting back.

- Ooh, speak of the devil.

- Devil
incarnate at your service.

- Dad?

- Uh?
- Constable Hardwick.

First day, Inner East.

- First day, eh?
- Yeah.

- It's all fucking changed.

This place is full of grogs.

- Yeah. All right, Dad.

I'm gonna take you for a feed

before you put the force
in any more disrepute.

- Mouth on, ain't she?

- Oi.
- Tend to forget

that she's a fucking woman.

- It was great to meet
you, Chief Superintendent.

I followed your career.

- Ah. Catch you around.

- Hey, see you in the shit.

- You want me to
fuck your brains out?

- I do.

Wait, you should stay.

- Get your fucking hands off me.

- Mm.

- Where do
you think you're going, huh?

- I'll just head off.

- Hey!

Get on your knees.

I said get on
your fucking knees!

Put your hands behind your back.

- I'm gonna conduct a
search for your purse.

Do you agree to that?

- I do.

- Yeah?

Just carry lube
around with you. Do you?

In case someone
wants to fuck you?

- Sometimes.

- What's this?

- You tell me.

- Oh.

Sure looks like crystal.

It tastes like crystal.

It's probably crystal.

I'm placing you under
arrest for the possession

of a schedule two narcotic.
You don't have to say anything,

but anything you do say can
be used to prosecute you.

Do you understand me?

- Are you serious?

Get down there.

- I'll let
you with a police caution.

The next one.

You're under arrest for real.

- You better fucking...

- Get outta here.

- Woo!

- Fuck

- Damn, fuck!

- Pure gold,
you did the right thing.

Show me your firearm.

Geez, that's a fancy firearm
for a fancy young cop, hey.

Now put that back together.

Hey, where do you live, huh?

- A long way.

- Gimme your keys, come on.

Come on. Get in the car.

- Wakey, wakey.
Hands off snakey.

Mm, you wanna survive
in the Inner East, mate,

you gotta do better than that.

- Yeah, I'm really sorry.

I'm usually not like that.

- Bullshit, I was.

When I was your age,

I'd drink in that bar

and then I'd go and
fuck two or three moles.

- Some things
haven't changed, I guess.

- Until they do.

I was a fucking animal.

Used
to drink like a fish.

We used to reckon there
wasn't a problem in the world

that you couldn't
solve with a lump

of lead in the back of the head.

You had a woman
problem, wasn't a problem.

You just move on.

And that ponce,

Frankie Catalano used to
run the knock shop upstairs.

- Interesting.

- Ah, it's fucking boring.

I'm just an old cunt now.

I'll see you later.

Oh, I wasn't here.

- Hey?

Thank you.

- The dirt, the sweat,

the miasma that surrounds
you is one of failure.

That is your spirit
demanding better of you.

That light which inhabits you,

saying to your corporeal self
you could do better than this.

You can be better than this.

What you just did
is a hopeless thing.

You are no better than a dog.

But you don't have
to be that dog forever.

You can be a wolf.
You can be a hunter.

You can be more than you were

if you cling onto that
lifeline, that lifeline of hope.

- You don't need to keep
wearing your uniform, man.

- I like doing it.

- Well, we would prefer
you to wear your civvies in

if that's okay.

What's wrong with your hand?

- Oh, I dunno.
I guess I have something.

- Oh yeah, wankers cramp?

- No, nothing like that.

- You okay?

- Yeah, just had too much
to drink last night still.

- Oh, that's all
right. That's what we do.

- I've just been trying to stay
in control of myself lately.

- Everybody drinks.

- Just feel like
I let myself down is all.

The splint,
it's not for wankers cramp.

- I know. I was
joking.

- It's o that I can't.

- So that you can't masturbate?

- Trying to get
myself back on a streak.

Longest I've gone is 250 days.

- Fuck.

- It's pretty hard.
- I bet it was.

I bet it was
like fucking concrete.

Christ.

- So did you hook up with Cody?

- No. Nothing happened.
- Great,

'cause it will be on the CCTV.

- He was giving me lip

so I affected an arrest.

Let him off with a
caution once he understood

the gravity of his offending.

- Did
you write that up?

- No, did
you hear anything about it?

- How about we go
an check it out, you know?

Just in case.

- Fuck, cameras.

- Yeah.

- Look, last night-

- Well, there
he is. Your suspect?

- Yeah.

- Hey.

- Ah, you were thinking about
me all day, about what we did.

You're wondering what would
happen if you came back.

If I'd wanna go again.

- And?

- I do. I finish at 01:00.

That cop smell gets me hard.

That's how hard you make me.

How do I make you?
- Hardwick?

- Yeah, so these cameras
here, they are recording?

We're gonna need
to see the footage.

- You're gonna
have to ask Daddy nicely.

- Look who I found, Daddy,

the hot cop from
my video.

- Steele's latest meat puppet.

- It's Hardwick.

- Hard what?

- Wick.
- Thought you said dick

- Loved your show last night.
-No, I loved your show last night

- I want us to keep him
forever. Can we, daddy?

He fucks like God damn.

- She's pretty, but
she's got a weird energy.

She from the suburbs.

- Look, we won't take up
too much of your time.

We just need access to the
CCTV footage from last night

if that's possible.

He's very good in that video

- Yes he is. All right.

Who wants to see the rough cut?

- Yeah.
- No, I don't think

that's necessary.
- No, I think it's better

that we see it here

so that we know
what we're dealing with.

- Get down there.

- If we can just get
the hard drive for that,

we'll be on our way.

- You know,
the internet goes crazy

-....for that kind of shit.
- You're not gonna blackmail me.

Excuse me ! Friends
blackmailing each other ?

He is from
the suburbs, isn't he?

- So are
you okay to be his friend?

- What does that mean?
- Is Hard Dick a little slow?

- Lots of coppers do favors
for Frankie. It's normal.

- Yeah. Friends, it's normal.

- Normal.

- So normal.

- Jaden speaking.

- Speaking of friends,

see this little
one here that you raped?

- I didn't rape him.
- It's true, Daddy.

He didn't rape me. I begged
for his big filthy dick.

- Point is
she's stealing from me.

- Daddy, that's bullshit.

- I've send
this twink out on jobs

and she comes back with nothing.

- Hey, pull the knife.

- I need you to go out with him.

Make sure every dollar comes
back to Daddy, you hear?

- Piece of cake.

- And if you find out
he's keeping secrets,

rub him out.

- And the footage?

- No one's going to see it

unless it ends up on my Tiktoks.

Break the dam into webs.
- It's not gonna happen

though, is it, Frankie?

'Cause we're all friends now.

- Friends.

- Friends with benefits.

That's okay, isn't it Daddy?

That's some good gear.

- Gimme 10 bucks.

- You're not upset, are you?

- I just don't get how you
can sit there bagging all

those pills and not even bat
an eye when the cops walking.

- Well, back in the '80s,
long before you were born,

princess, cops liked to
let off steam, you know?

And they did not
much like the gays.

My father found himself
in charge of this raid,

kinda like a raid with benefits.

The cops marched into
Fat Frankie's at 2:00 AM,

231 gay guys
dancing to Milli Vanilli

and they brutalized the place.

There were knuckle dusters and
truncheons and pepper spray.

And the cops had
their fingers up them.

- Fuckin' hell, that's insane.

- Yeah. Do
you know what's even crazier?

- What?
- Fat Frankie had footage of it all.

He had all these cameras
all over the place

It must've cost a fuckin'
fortune at the time.

- So what happened?

- Well, Dad was smart, you know?

He made a deal with Fat Frankie.

Frankie kept all
the footage in his safe,

which is where it is today.

And as long as it stayed there,

Frankie gets a free pass

to do whatever
the fuck he wants.

- That's so fucked.

- Tells you he's
a man of his word.

Should make you feel better.

- You're okay with it?

- What do you mean?

- What your dad did.

- Stop being such a wanker.
Just work for Fat Frankie.

-Sure
-There's nothing sketchy about it

- You came.

- Yeah, I said
it was gonna come, so.

- You packing heat?

- I'm well protected.

We'll take my car?

- No, we'll
take the tweak mobile.

- Nice, subtle.

- I'll go get
clean like a virgin.

You get so hard so quickly.

- I gave
you the wrong impression.

- Oh really?

- Look, I'm not proud of
what I did the other night.

I'm sorry. Okay?

I'm here to work.

- We can work.

Almost ready.

- When was
the first time you got high?

- With Fat Frankie
when he rescued me.

- By giving you heroin.

- I needed it. I was 14.

I loved it.

And he cared for me.

I wanted that.

- You know
you're better than that.

- Fuck off.

- I mean it.

You can be.

I know what it's like to
struggle with addiction.

- You know you have the
right to remain silent.

A few years ago when I was
relatively new to the force,

there was this kid, kept
getting into trouble.

- Come on dude,
just help me out her.

- As always, just him and
me in the interview room.

I'm asking questions

and he's just
giving me this thirsty look.

So I terminate
the record of interview

and just let him off
with a police caution.

Eventually he got
done for armed robbery,

went before the courts
and they made it out

like he was this victim.

Like I was taking advantage.

I get what
they were saying, it was wrong,

but there was nothing I
could do to stop myself.

- I don't care.

- Do you like him

- What's that on his dick?

- A cock cage.

- Does it work?

- Oh, sure, but if he gets hard,
that sucker would....

- Yeah. Very practical.

- I can cage you.

- I'm good.

I gotta get outta here.

- The clients are watching.

- We'll go for a smoke.

Got any cigarettes?
- No.

- Can you go over and bum one?

I bet you wish you could
get that porno of us back

so you don't have
to babysit me anymore.

- I want so many
things I can't have.

- What if
I could get it for you?

- How?

- It's in the safe.

- Safe?

- The safe,
it contains everything:

all the money in the world,

hundreds of videos of cops
doing the craziest shit.

Our porn we made.

It would just be ours and we
could watch it over and over.

Don't you wanna watch it again?

- What kind is it?

- It's big and
old like Fat Frankie.

- Do you have any photos?

- Of the safe?

- It's an old bound safe.

Not that difficult to get into.

- Seriously?

- Theory.

- Can we seriously do it?

- No, probably not.

- I guess he's
your daddy now too.

- There's a long tradition

of the celibate
abstinence community

actually using
physical interventions.

The Catholic faith, for example,

has long been a proponent
of using guarders of thorns

to control their base desires.

It doesn't make you less
than because you need

a device or an impulse.

I mean, literally
you are drowning.

You're gonna reach out for
anything that can help you.

- What's up?

Pretty sure I've seen that guy
at the gay bar

- Nah, I don't think so.

Frankie doesn't
deal in smack anyway.

Just pills and shit.

- What are you, his lawyer?

- Oh, come on, you're the

one who's working for him.

How's that going? Is he
making you wear a suit?

- He's pretty cruisy.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

But can't help...

....but think that someone needs
to take him down a pin

- Oh yeah. Well,
you are not the only one.

- Didn't he and your
dad used to be friends?

- Something like that.

Uh, my mom used to work in
the brothel above the cop pub

and to wonder, she got shot
in the back of the head.

Dad and Frankie reckon
they were gonna find out

who the arsehole
was who did it but

they didn't even ask the
right questions, you know?

Just relationships, you know,

and just fuckin'
keep it in the family.

- There's
something I gotta tell you.

- Yeah.

- That night when
I hooked up with Cody,

my gun went off.

- Jesus Christ.
- Yeah, I was freaking out.

I didn't know what to do,
but your dad was there.

- What?

He just turned up outta
nowhere and helped me

Drove me home.

Sorry. He asked
me not to tell you.

- Listen to me, I don't want you

to have anything
to do with that guy.

He's fucking crazy. Okay?

He's got all these crazy
fucking ideas in his head about,

you know, jobs he wants to do,

people he wants to knock off.

He's just... Fuck.

- Yeah, sorry.

- But if
he comes anywhere near you

and-and wants you to do a job

or anything,
just stay the away, okay?

- Okay, sorry.

Going down.

- How much is there?

- Four and a half grand.

- Four and a half exactly?

- It's two for
the show, two for the coke,

and 500 per pill,
so I know how to count.

- There wasn't any extra?

- 1,800 from going
through old man wallets.

- That's not very nice.

- You Wanna split it?

- Sure.

Cheers for that.

- Mm.

- Has Fat Frankie hurt you?

- Hmm, has a cat got an arse?

- When did
he give you that scar?

- How do you know it's a scar?
What if it's a love heart?

What if it's 'cause he loves me?

- It's fucked up, Cody.

What else does he do to you?

- Is that a fantasy of yours?
You wanna hear about my pain?

- Of course not.
- You some kind of sicko?

- Forget about it.

- So you don't
want to hear about

when he strings
me up in the cage,

unable to breathe,

passing out every five minutes?

I'm still allowed to hook up

if that's what
you're worried about.

- That's not what I want.

- I'm only having sex in
committed relationships.

- Are you asking me out?

- You're not
exactly boyfriend material?

- Nah.

- Playful people,
incredible on you.

Now remember how
expensive they are.

You don't wanna pay for duty,
so don't take the tits off

until you go through customs

and then my friends will
meet you, understand?

Get on that plane.

Fly, fly, my precious child.

You got something for Daddy?

You remind me of one

of those old school coppers.

- Really?

- You got poise,

but you gotta get that
twink outta your head.

- Why's that?

- Boys like
that don't last forever.

They burn bright and then...

- Then what?

- Depends.

- Lump of lead in
the back of the head?

- You've been talking to Sampo.

Lead in the back of the head.

It's how we met,
upstairs in the brothel.

Came to see me with a baby

and a dead lady.

And then we became friends, see?

- Friends.

You know about friends, Hardick ?

- Yeah.

- Just think Sampo should say
something to Steele, you know?

- How so?

- About
her mother, how she died.

Now that he's out, he
should face up to all that.

Tell her the truth.

Earrings!

What color is this dress?

- Uh, chartreuse.

- Chartreuse,
some window licker handed me

these fuckin' coral earrings.

Thank you, baby.

Don't know what
I'll ever do without you.

Where are my balls?

Mm, hope they're
charged this time.

- I'm not a total idiot, Daddy.

- News to me.

There are these
dogs you can get.

They're brought up
in little tiny cages

and they can barely move,

so their bones can't develop.

Which means they remain young

and cute for life

With little squishy faces.

Wish we'd done
the same thing to you.

Then we could keep you forever.

- I know, Daddy.

Bye,
Daddy. Break a leg tonight.

Don't screw it up.

- Screw it up.

- Hi, sorry to be late.

Can I just look at your order?

Is it the Plaster
Master Kitchen Helper?

Or was it the Cellmate
Male Chastity Penis Cage?

- Yeah, yeah, yeah. That's
about right, thanks.

- Hey, I can help
you with the product.

I don't have anywhere to be.

- We are in a war.

You have to
preserve your ammunition.

There are enemies all around

and you never know exactly how
many of them are out there.

The dangerous man is the man

who has good
firearms discipline,

is the man who's got
his finger on the guard,

who's got his safety on,

who's got muzzle pointed
down on the ground.

Because that man
knows how to use that.

That same with your cock.

♪ Rang-a-dang-a-Dang,
you blew your cover ♪

♪ Rang-a-dang-a-dang
you stole my lover ♪

♪ Rang-a-dang-a-dang I clap
like thunder ♪

♪ Hold you under
rang-a-ding-ding ♪

♪ Bling-a-bling-a-Bling
the money is coming ♪

♪ Bling-a-bling-a-bling
it's coming thick and fast ♪

♪ You better be
calling me, Daddy ♪

♪ Daddy ♪

♪ Daddy ♪

- Strap yourselves in!

Or strap yourselves on.

It's going to be a wild night.

It's Fat
Frankie Drag Semi Finals!

- I have a secret.

- What is it?

- I can't stop
thinking about you.

- Let's just
get through tonight.

- And then?

- We'll see.

- You like me, don't you?

- You drive me fucking crazy.

- Misdemeanor!

♪ I will give
you this piece of cake ♪

♪ 'Bout to save your soul ♪

♪ My mama told me to ♪

♪ Before she went away ♪

♪ If I will be
little girl ♪

♪ She put my head in curls ♪

♪ I know you wanna ♪

♪ But I'm gonna
have to let you down ♪

♪ Oh, my jelly roll is sweet ♪

- This drag is drag.

Am I wrong?

- What? She's incredible.

♪ But you can't have it ♪

♪ I ain't gonna give you love ♪

- Just not enjoying myself.

- That's 'cause
you a miserable bitch.

- I'll order you a drink.

♪ I wanna give
you this piece of cake ♪

♪ Not to save your soul ♪

- What about
another line, girl? Go on.

- Nah. Something's missing.

♪ She put my hair in curls ♪

♪ I know you want it ♪

♪ But I'm gonna
have to let you down ♪

♪ Now your getting your ♪

- It's my balls.

- Your balls?

- My anal balls in me arse.

They vibrate to the sound.

Since my surgery,

it's the only way I can
truly appreciate drag.

But my twink keeps
forgetting to charge them.

They're not vibrating.

That's it. I've had
it up to pussy's bow.

- How long will it take?

- Five minutes.

- What the fuck?

- Fuck, Cody.

- Frankie?

- Ooh.

- I can't find a pulse.

Let's just get this done.

- You motherfucker.
Fucking get you, Hard Dick.

Oh, I'm gonna get
you, fuckin' kill you.

- Let's get the fuck outta here.

- Bye, Daddy.

You don't get
to hurt me anymore.

You fuckin' fuck.

Ah, we killed Daddy!

- Woo, we killed Daddy.

- Cody, sh!

- Ring-a-ding-a-ding!
- Cody!

- We killed my Daddy!

Woo-hoo!
Woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo!

- Cody, shut the fuck up.

What the fuck is wrong with you?

We'll draw attention to
ourselves. We need an alibi.

We need people to see us.

as if nothing happened.

Do the address
for the job to do?

God, your fucking insane.

- Ooh.

- All good?

- Yeah.
- Great.

- It was fun in there.

Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm, is it
okay if I grab my breasts

out the back?

- There's four kilos of
heroin in those tits.

- You said all you wanted
was the CCTV. Now what?

All of a sudden
you want the drugs?

- Come on, Cody, you know
that's not what I'm saying-

- Gimme my shit.

- I'm gonna be dropping
you back at the bar,

which is a murder scene,

which is gonna be
crawling with cops.

You are not walking in
there with four kilos

of smack, got it?

- And if I want?

- If you wanna go to jail.

- There's nothing
keeping us apart anymore.

- I know you're still
obsessed with me, right?

I'll do anything
you want me to do.

- Okay, great.
Don't talk to the police.

If they ask
questions, don't answer them.

Whatever they say.

- Fine. But I need
those breasts.

- Yeah, and I already told you.

- You're using me.
- I'm using you?

You come in here and
you kill my Daddy...

just so you can treat
me like I don't matter?

I thought I was
getting a whole new life.

You were gonna save me. It turns out
you're another sick cunt

And you're a fucking liar!

By the way, fuck you!

- Fuck you too, Cody!

- We are
programmed by society

to think entirely in
terms of gratification.

Joy and transcendence is
something that has to be burned.

The more
that you disperse yourself,

and literally that is
what masturbation is.

It's a dispersal.

It's a diminution

of the male.

And what we need to understand

is that we are beings of light.

We are spirits and we are
contained within this meek fray.

- Constable Hardwick, I'm Tyler.

This is Rudy. Homicide boys.

- How's it going?

- Frank Catalano
was murdered last night.

- Who's that?

- You worked for him at
the bar at Frankie's.

- Oh shit, him? Wow.

Well, I'm actually just
on my way to work, so, um.

- Mind if we come in?

- Didn't pick
you for a chicken man.

- You live here alone?

- Live with the chickens.

- You got a boyfriend?

- No, nothing like that.

- You a cop much or
guy like you must get

a lot of action on the apps.

- I'm no fap.

- What's no fap?

- Makes you stronger.

- It means he's not
supposed to touch his dick.

- Yeah.

You retain your essential life forces
and not waste them

It makes you a better cop.

- Yeah, you'll have to
give it a try, Tyler.

- Nah.
- Yeah.

- Couldn't get through
the day without that

after-lunch wank.

- Where are we going?
- You'll see.

- What the fuck, Steele?

- And then he penetrated you?

- No.
- No?

'Cause you told us-
- He's a gentleman.

He put lube on my ass first.

- My life is over.
- It's okay. Okay?

We'll work it out.

We know what you did last
night to poor old Frank

We know that you had
an accomplice.

- Oh my God.

- You can tell us who it was

or you can spend the rest of
your life rotting in jail.

You know what happens to
twinks like you in jail.

- What?

- Prolapse.

- Have you guys ever hooked up?

- I've had enough with this!

- You're asking me stuff.
Why can't I ask you stuff?

It's not fair!
Am I even under arrest?

I wanna go back to the bar.

I wanna put
flowers out for Daddy

and you're holding me
here against my will!

- All right.

- Listen. There's something
I should tell you.

The smack that was stolen
from Frankie wasn't his.

- What do you mean?
- It was on consignment

from the Gravick Boys.

- Gravick boys.
- Yeah.

And they fuck don't around.

So whoever's got
it is as good as dead

unless they can get it
back to them quick smart.

- They can't keep him
here any longer, can they?

- No.

- You reckon he did it?
- Do you reckon

a cat's got an arse?

- Maybe we just clean her if
we charge him for something.

- Sure.
- Get him off the streets.

Keep him safe.

- How are you thinking
of affecting this arrest?

- What would your dad do?
- Please, please,

I didn't do it, help me!

Help, Aiden!

- Welcome to the shit.
- Aiden!

Aiden!

♪ There's no where left to run ♪

♪ There's no
where left to hide ♪

♪ It's good to be alive ♪

♪ Alive ♪

♪ There's no where left to run ♪

♪ There's no where left to run ♪

♪ It's good to be alive, alive ♪

♪ Alive ♪

♪ Alive ♪

♪ Alive ♪

- Hadn't heard that.

- That Boys told me.
- Who's blood's that?

- Fat Frankie's.
- Oh, wow.

Dad would be very proud.

Very old
school. Cool, call it in.

Get the guys to go and
pick up poor little Cody.

- Hey, he's on the move!

Ah, fuck.

- Oi!

Here!

- Cody, stop!

Inner East Police!

Hey!

- You've never
touched my body before.

Go on.

Touch it.

- I'm placing you under
arrest for manslaughter.

You don't have to say anything,
but anything you do so can

be used to prosecute you.

- Just don't let me off
with a caution this time.

- I'm gonna take you
down to the station now

and get you processed.

- Wait, are you fucking with me?

- No.

- Help, help! He's got a gun!

- Cody, hey!

Cody, stop!

Get on the ground.

The worst thing
you can do is run!

- What's the worst thing
you could do, Aiden?

- Shoot you if you don't comply.

- Is that the worst thing?

'Cause I think
it's lying to yourself.

I think it's pretending you
don't love someone when you do.

I am boyfriend material

and I could love
the shit out of you.

That's what you need.

But you're too
embarrassed to be alive.

Afraid someone's gonna cut
you out being yourself.

I fucking see you, Aiden.
And I wanna be with you.

And I know
you can't get enough of me.

You think about me all the
time, about fucking me.

But fine, shoot me.

- That's not fair.

- Kill me, kill
the one thing you've got

that's actually pure.

- Hardwick, what
the fuck are you doing?

Get down or I'll shoot you.

- I fucked up, Steele.

- Nah, mate, you're golden.

Cody is well and
truly in the frame.

I mean, who runs from
something they didn't do?

He outran you. It happens.

- What's wrong with me?

- Maybe it's
that fucking cock cage.

- It's not
a fucking joke, Steele.

- All right. Yeah, I know.

I know, mate. I know.

- I'm trying to
overcome an addiction.

- I know. No one
can fault you for that.

Yeah, Mommy just
rang from the cop shop

and the fucking
homicide wanna go over

and search your place?

- Young men are drawn into the

the easy allure of this
pornographic world.

What I'm talking about is the
satisfaction that you find

when you actually create
something of meaning.

I'm talking about the
creative act of sharing love

with another spirit being.

What we are talking about
is the connection of spirit.

- Nice cock,
shame you've gotta keep it

in a cage all the time.

- It's not
fucking funny, Steele.

- No, I mean,
they're beautiful animals.

- I like chickens.
They're not judgmental.

- Oh, look out, here we go.

Where did you two shop,
at the same suit store?

- Sorry?
- Your suits.

They're immaculate.

- My wife does all that.

- My husband's actually
a fashion designer.

- Oh, true.
- Yeah.

You can follow on
Instagram if you like.

He does ladies too.

- Ladies, what's his Instagram?

- Lusty Boi Fashion.

Boi is spelt B-O-I.

- Yeah. That's
really cool, mate.

- And I suppose you'd mind
if we did a bit of digging?

- No, mate.
Chickens are upset as it is.

- Are the chickens in charge?
- Yeah, they are actually.

Look, guys,
I took that oath as well.

You got your suspect, right?

- Just you can't
leave any stone unturned.

- What if you overturn a stone,

you find it video underneath?

- What sort of video?

- I don't know.

I close my eyes
and think about it.

I see a homicide cop

shooting a drug
dealer in the back

of the head point blank.

Yeah, and if I really let
my imagination run wild,

I see another shot.

It's the same homicide cop
and between you and me,

he's so fucking hot.

He's on his knees and Fat
Frankie's there as well.

Fat Frankie's
head is arched back.

You know, like- like
he's getting a blow job

from a homicide cop.

- Maybe you're not
getting enough sleep.

- Oh.

- That's definitely true. Right?

- Yeah.
- That'd explain everything.

A good chat, mate.

Thanks for stopping by.

- Get on phone and
get a fucking warrant.

- Copy that.
- All right, kinder cops.

Back to school. Chop chop.

Mommy's waiting for you.

Oh, fuck, if they're any dumber,

you'd have to water them.

It's easy, you got a
pretty nice place here.

- Thanks, be a shame if
anything happened to it, yeah?

- Oh yeah, fuck, I feel
really bad about all this.

- What do you mean?

- If I hadn't
taken you to that bar,

You hadn't met Cody

- The way I behaved,

I'm so fucking
ashamed of myself.

I did this.

- Scorpion and the frog.

- What?

- We can't
change a person's nature.

They are who they are

and they'll act like
they're always going to act.

- I guess.

- Mm, hypothetically though,

if I had a huge
target on my back,

I would wanna offload that
target onto someone else.

- Hypothetically.

- Yeah, and you know
our little friend, Cody,

he's gonna surface pretty soon

and when he does, I reckon
he's gonna come and see you.

- I'm not sure why.
I barely know the guy.

- Yeah, you do.

- It sound like he's disposable.

- Well, what does it matter

if you don't really know him?

You know
that I really stuck my neck out

for you, Constable.

I fought for you to
get into the department

when no one else
would bloody touch you.

I even got you this
pretty little outfit.

And now you've
got yourself mixed up

in some fucked up shit

and you won't
even let me help you.

Where is the trust? Where is
the loyalty between officers?

Does that oath
mean nothing to you?

- Look, I appreciate your
concern, Steele. I really do.

Whatever it is that
you're thinking about me,

it's all in your mind.

I'm a being of light.

I harness the power of the in.

- Yeah, well the Gravick Boys,

they harness
the power of a lump of lead

to the back of the head.

- Hmm.

- I'll see you in
the shed, constable.

- Sucking like
a goddam vacuum cleaner,

leaving you a god
damn husk of a man.

Do you hear me? A cum.

I can't reiterate
this.

Leave your fucking cock alone.

- This great
champion.

And another.

- Where's the drugs?

Hah! Gimme my shit!

Hurry up!

Woo!

Ah.

- Glad you're okay.

- What's it like being

on the other side?

- Dirty.

- You gotta be
kidding me. Take it off.

- I can't.

- Where's the key?

You should come away with me.

- Where to?

- The fuck out of
this shit hole.

- I really wish I could.

You should go.

That's Roger.

♪ Mm-Hmm-hmm ♪

♪ Gotta take
a breath can't settle down ♪

♪ 'Cause my
heart is racing fast ♪

♪ Not short of words,
but can't make a sound ♪

♪ All these
chains built to last. ♪

- You gotta get outta here.

Cody, go.

Yeah, he just left. He was
here for about five minutes.

- Thanks, Hardwick.
Not sad to lose him, are you?

- I don't know what you mean.

He's on his way to sell
the smack, by the way.

- Don't worry
about that. You did well.

- There's more to this, Steele.

- You go to bed now.

Have a long sleep,
all right? Good boy.

- Hands in the air!

- You just miss
him by a few minutes.

- Nah, mate, it's you, Hardwick.

Think we weren't gonna be
watching your backyard,

you fucking dumb cunt?

- You're under arrest for
the murder of Fat Frankie.

- You must be really
looking forward to all

that hot prison sex, huh?

Well, guess what? It's yours
for at least the next 25 years.

You really hit the jackpot, hey?

No fap, you just
followed your dick.

Let it take
you to a happy place.

I'll come visit you inside. Eh?

Mm, I can bring my husband.

We can take you in turns.

You'll be all
hot and remorseful.

- Need a ride?

Woo!

- You're gonna have to
turn yourself in, Cody.

- The fuck are
you talking about?

- The smack,
it's not Fat Frankie's.

It's Gravick Boys.
They're dangerous, Cody.

Steele threw
a target on your back.

- Steele's fucking with you.

Fat Frankie paid
cash. I was there.

It was like
the best smack in history.

People overdosed to
us, it was that good?

I'm getting the fuck out. Do
you want me to drop you off?

- Move it already.

- I'm heading up the
coast to sell the smack.

You wanna hang out?

- Where'd you find the buyer?

- Hmm? For the smack?

Just a guy
I know from years ago.

You'd think there'd be more
cops around looking for us.

- Yeah, maybe.

- Maybe Steele told them not to.

- Steele, why would she do that?

- This one time I got nicked
for a commercial quantity

and it was
Steele that picked me up.

I was in the divvy van looking
at 20 years apparently,

but then Steele
came up with a solution.

- What was her solution?

- It was easy,
I just had to do all

these things she asked for.

- Like what?

- It would depend.

Like this one time, I had
to fuck this guy for her.

- Was he a cop?

- I was caught on camera.

- Congratulations.

♪ When it all
came crashing down ♪

♪ Your lies became your truth ♪

- So she knew about
Fat Frankie's breasts
the whole time?

- Everyone did.
He was at keeping secrets.

♪ Who gave you permission ♪

♪ Who gave you permission ♪

- It's not easy selling
that much quantity,

but when her dad got out,
he had all these contacts

and he was obsessed with it.

Thought it'd be
easy for me to sneak

up there one night and grab 'em.

- So why
the fuck did they need me?

♪ I won't break,
I'll rise in fire ♪

♪ I will speak
the truth against liars ♪

♪ I will leave my
light on your shadow ♪

♪ I won't break ♪

I guess I needed a babysitter

And I was scared.
I knew you'd protect me

And it just seemed like
it could be perfect.

- Oh, fuck.

- And it will be perfect.

I just need to do
this one more thing

and then we can just get out.

- No. It's not as
simple as that, Cody.

We've gotta stop. Stop the car.

- Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait,

I bought this one
pair of unique swimmers.

I always put them on, but
you've never seen them.

♪ Ah ♪
- Woo!

♪ One day I'll forgive you ♪

♪ And hand back the shine,
the shine, the shine ♪

- Whoa!

Whoa!

- Why'd you lie to me?

- I love you, Aiden.
- Well, you're a fucking liar!

You're a fucking liar!

- I am
not lying about that.

- I'm coming with you
to that fucking deal.

- Wait!

- Welcome to the shit.

- It wasn't all
bullshit. I promise.

I fucking love you, I swear.

- Hello, Constable Hardwick.

Have you fallen
off the wagon again?

Isn't that sweet?

This ain't gonna last. Never
does with guys like you.

Now I need you to get out
of the car, gun first.

Don't fuck around.

Get outta the car.

Put your hands
where I can see them.

- Steele, you promised.

- Sorry, baby.

- Is that you,
Chief Superintendent?

- Oh, Hardwick, I just thought
I'd come and see you off.

- Where am I going?

- A lovely
nature walk with Lucy.

I really appreciate your work,
Constable. Did a great job.

Didn't ask any questions.
Hardly opened your eyes.

Okay, kiddo. Show us your tits.

Come on, boy!

- Start walking.

- Hey, just
you fucking stay there

or I'll blow another arsehole

in the top of your head, cunt.

Oh, beautiful. Beautiful.

Look at that.

You fucking ripper.

Thank you, son.

- Not so fucking fast.

- You did a really
good job on me, Steele.

Telling me to stay away
from your dad while the two

of you were fucking me over.

- Just keep walking.

- I know you're
terrified of turning

into a monster just like him.

- Couple of minutes,

none of this is gonna
matter to you, Hardwick.

- And after this, you think
he's gonna leave you alone?

- You met him twice.

- If you do this one last job,

he's gonna be
so fucking grateful.

And later on down the track,

when you are rotting in jail,

he's suddenly
gonna start to love you.

Do you ever
think about your mom?

- Shut your fucking mouth.

- Lump of lead to the back of
the head, right? Police issue.

- That is fucking bullshit!

- Your dad whacked your mom
in the brothel above the bar.

Fat Frankie had to
help him clean it up.

He told you he tried to find
your mom's killer. Right?

- He lied. He did it.

But, hey, if you don't wanna
disappoint daddy, I understand.

So go on.

- Shut the fuck up!

- Go on, Steele, murder me.

Murder me. Murder me!

Do it. Go on.

I'm right here. Do it!

Just fucking do it!

- Run.

- There's nothing fucking
in there, is there?

Look, you fucking idiot.

Fuck you. Fuck you, here.

Take that to your grave
with you, you silly cunt.

Ah, all taken care of?

- Yes, Dad.

- Good, I bet that felt good

getting rid of that cunt, hey?

- Yeah, it did.
- Yeah. Good, right?

We just got this
one to get rid of now,

and I'll leave you to the
Honors, but don't let me down.

Go on, hey,

what's the name of that
drink you want in Bali?

- A pina colada.

- Pina colada. That's it.

Go on, get him.

Hey, you!

- Get off, get off!

- Ah.

- Cody!

- The fuck?

- Drop it, drop it!

gun fires)

- Mm.

- Cody?

Hey, hey.

Cody?

Cody, I need to
be strong. I got you.

Apply pressure here.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Stay with me, Cody.
Don't fall asleep

- Yeah.

- Talk to me.

Tell me something. Something
that's been in your mind.

- You have.

- What about me?

- I know we're lovers, finally.

Oh, I'm tired.

- No, no, no, no,
no, no. Stay with me.

Don't you die
on me now.

- I deserve to.

- No. My
boyfriend deserves to live.

- Am I really your boyfriend?

- Yeah,
of course you are.

You know how I know?

- Hmm?

- 'Cause I wanna fuck you.

I've always
wanted to fuck you and

you're the only
person I wanna fuck.

- I wanna fuck you too.

- I got you.

I got you.

♪ 'Cause I won't break,
I'll rise in fire ♪

♪ I will speak
the truth against liars ♪

♪ I will leave my
light on your shadow ♪

♪ I won't break now now ♪

♪ To use me ♪

♪ To abuse me ♪

♪ To take my innocence ♪

♪ To hate me ♪

♪ 'Cause you couldn't have me ♪

♪ To blame me
for all your mess ♪

♪ Gotta take
a breath, can't settle down ♪

♪ 'Cause my
heart is racing fast ♪

♪ Not short of words
but can't make a sound ♪

♪ Are these
chains built to last ♪

♪ Too many
times I took the fall ♪

♪ No thanks to you at all ♪

♪ I've done
the dirty deed, it's done ♪

♪ Am I happy, have I won ♪

♪ broke all
the rules to make you mine ♪

♪ Sold my soul down the line ♪

♪ And here
I am, so take me now ♪

♪ Can't fight this
feelings in my mind ♪

♪ I'm running, I'm running,
I'm running, I'm running ♪

♪ Gotta keep
moving, no more hiding ♪

♪ I'm running, I'm running,
I'm running, I'm running ♪

♪ Finally found
what I've been craving ♪

♪ I'm running, I'm running,
I'm running, I'm running ♪

♪ So take this
love and hold on ♪

♪ I'm running, I'm running,
I'm running, I'm running ♪

♪ Everything I never
knew I needed ♪