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(loud thudding) (in English): Man,

do Stephen Harper and Hilda have to be so loud?

- I just put PJ to bed. I had to sing Diplo.

- Like, I get it, they're a new couple,

but they're at it all day.

- What are they doing, playing basketball in there?

- Wish we played more basketball.

- Alright, I'm going to tell them to keep it down.

- Oh, you're serious. Yeah, go get 'em, babe.

Don't even knock, just barge right in.

- Ho'leh, you guys!

Time out. Game over. That's enough already!

I wish I could play biker-gang-basketball all day,

but some of us are parents.

Ugh!

(door closes) - Now where were we?

- I was being a bad boy.

- Yes, you were.

Now dribble those balls.

? 'Cause I can love you baby ?

? All night long ?

- Bro, my sack isn't hacky enough.

It's gotta be just right. Just the right amount of hack

and just the right amount of sack.

- You guys still at it?

- Yeah. We're making gifts for Owen Bird.

- Also known as the coolest bush pilot ever.

- AKA these two best-friends' best friend.

- You guys are weird.

He shows up, and then you get all excited,

and then he leaves, and you get super depressed.

It's like you're addicted to him.

- B'eb, are you jealous?

'Cause guess what? It's not a good look on you.

- It is our anniversary

and you're spending all your time making kicky-balls

for some bush pilot you barely even know.

(indistinct whispering)

- Hey, Rose, me and Dean just had a little discussion

and we both feel like maybe you should leave.

- Just don't forget our anniversary.

- We're only going to be ten minutes.

- You'd promise we'd go camping

like when we first started dating.

- Babe, as if I'm going

to forget to do our...

- 17... 18...

19... 20!

(grunts)

(groans)

- You're a real natural.

- Ooh, mail call!

Got something official here for a Remington Thundercloud?

There's no one here by that name.

- Must be the wrong rez.

(thud) - Ha-ha.

Learned that move in the yard.

- Whoever this Remington Thundercloud is,

he must be one cool...

(in Ojibwe)

- Yeah. - Someone say my name?

- Clean your damn ears, Lips.

We said Remington Thundercloud.

- That's my birth name. I'm Remington Thundercloud.

No one has called me that in years.

(laughter) What's this?

New work flashlight, right on.

- But you're Lips, the Rez punching bag.

A guy like Remington Thundercloud?

He runs the yard.

- I was Remington Thundercloud

until I showed up to school with a-

- Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah, macaroni on your lips.

We heard the story already.

- Remington Thundercloud

would never bore us with the same story

every damn day.

- Okay, well, I've reached my quota

for insults for today.

I'm just gonna go open my package.

- Alright! We're going one hand.

- Yeah. (laughter)

- And the first hydroelectric plant

was in Wisconsin in 1882.

Can you believe that?

- Wow. Fascinating.

- Oh, I'm sorry.

Look at me doing all the talking again.

- I don't mind looking at you.

- All of this and we haven't touched the food yet.

Do you want to try some salami?

- Yes, I do. Whadda ya say we go?

- But we just got here.

- And it's been great,

but let's go back to your place.

- But what about all this food?

- Leave it for the bears.

- Oh, we can't do that.

- Fine.

- Oh, hey,

did you know that in 1849,

a guy by the name of James Francis

created a turbine so powerful that...

Oh, you're done.

- Yeah. Let's go.

(exhales) - How's my breath?

(plane engine roaring) - Mm! Delicious!

There he is!

(rock music)

- Cool! - Cool!

- Sick landing, huh?

- Hey, man, we made these for you. They're so hacky.

- And sacky!

- Oh-ho! Far out.

(electric guitar music)

(Paul and Dean gasping)

- Fuck yeah, man!

Wow!

(music fades)

- Hey, check this out.

Oh, it's just two mugs that say BFF.

- What?!

- BFF.

- It stands for best friends forever.

- And this is called a boomerang.

- A boom-a-what? - A boom-a-this!

(shouts)

(boomerang whirring)

Oi! (cheering)

Good day, mate.

Uh, hey, boys, yeah...

looks like my ten minutes are almost up.

- Come on, sky bro. Stay longer. - I'd love to stay,

but they need me at Red Sucker Lake.

- Just go already. - You guys acting sad?

- Yeah, just leave, then.

- Alright, boys.

Bring her in. Huddle up. Come here. Gather round.

(sighs)

- I know that life is tough, right?

Really gets you down, huh? Sometimes you're feeling blue.

Well, next time you're feeling down,

just throw the boomerang

and remember, just like the boomerang,

I always come back.

Alright? Now who are my little land bros?

- We are! - We are!

- Are you sure you can't just stay for five more minutes?

- Unfortunately, yes, I can!

- Yeah!

- 18... - 18...

- 19... - 19...

- 20! - 20!

- Oh, right here. Put it right there. There we go.

(both grunting)

- Hey, guys.

I've been thinking it over,

and I think I'd like my name back.

From now on, call me Remington Thundercloud.

(laughter)

(in Ojibwe)

You're not cool enough for all those syllables.

- Think of all the time we're saving

by calling you Lips, Lips.

- When you're bestowed a nickname,

that's who you are forever.

I was 12 when they called me Gramps.

There's no way I'm gonna go back to my real name:

Giovanni Bellucci.

- Face the facts,

Remington Tundercloud is too cool a name

for a bannock cop like you.

- You guys are right. Forget I even brought it up.

I'm Lips. Always have been, always will be.

(somber music)

- Okay. Let's do this again.

(crow cawing)

- Not gonna lie,

when you first asked me to climb your pole,

I had something completely different in mind.

- But look at this view.

Plus it's an easy commute,

and the toilet never gets clogged.

- Ones and twos?

(zapping, crow screeches)

- Hold on, lunch is up.

Mm...

(sizzling)

Now this is what we in the pole community

call fast food.

- Yum...

- I feel like you wanna get down.

- Yes, please.

- Okay. No problem.

You can show me your place instead.

- Or not. We can stay.

- But I'd love to see your place.

Check out your electrical box. Let me grab my keys.

(electric guitar riff)

(sighs)

- Well, my five minutes are up, boys.

- What? Already? - Man, don't go!

- Hey, remember, best friends forever.

(menacing music)

(glass shattering)

(gasps) Hurry up! Help me with his body.

- Okay, that's the living room, the couch, and the TV,

and quick, this way. Lemme show you my bedroom.

- But I just barely-

(in Ojibwe)

Look what the DJ dragged in.

- A hydro worker, hey?

Another government pawn sent up here

to lord their power over us.

- We paid our bills, if that's what you want.

(in Ojibwe)

What about all the bad things you said about hydro?

- I don't remember talking about hydro specifically.

- You said they tap into our phones and spy on us.

- Ooh! And colonize our resources.

- I'm an elderly man now,

you know how foggy our minds can get.

- You don't remember this?

(Roger): And another thing about hydro workers.

They're all slimy, greasy, stinky, ugly as-

(thud) Must be another Roger.

- You really said all that?

(distorted recording): The worst people ever!

(stomping)

(audio crackles out)

- Roger, why didn't you join in?

- Guys, I really like him.

- Hey... And we took it easy on him.

okay in here.ke

Everybody's out working.

- Yeah, good thinking, and that way he can stay longer.

(Paul grunting)

- Look at him, if he wasn't so unconscious,

I'm sure he'd find all of this pretty cool.

- And he looks cool now, man, all passed out and shit.

- We should probably tie him up

so he doesn't misread the situation.

- Yeah, and then when he wakes up,

we'll all go boomeranging.

- Hey!

Why is there a sickly white guy in here?

- Sickly?

- Oh, hey, Willy. You know what?

It's a long and complicated story,

but I got a question,

do you happen to know where Red Sucker Lake is?

- 'Course I do, that way.

(glass shattering)

(laughter) - Sucker!

- Hey, man, we're getting good at this, bro.

(sniffling) - Lips, are you crying in here?

You're bumming everyone out.

- Hilda!

- Shit, those are real tears.

Sorry for laughing

when you asked to be called Remington Thundercloud

even though you're totally Lips.

- I'm not tally Lips.

I was Remington Thundercloud

until I was in grade five, remember?

(sighs) It was a regular Tuesday,

like any other day.

(children laughing) My mom made the best macaroni-

- Enough already. If it means so much,

just call yourself Remington Thundercloud.

- You think? - Yeah, reclaim

your birth right. Lips had a good run.

(phone ringing) Go ahead, take it for a spin.

(clears throat)

- Remington Thundercloud speaking.

(woman): Is this Remington Thundercloud?

- No, no, sorry, this is Lips,

but from now on, call me...

(thunder rumbling) ...Remington Thundercloud.

(whispering voice): Thundercloud...

(woman): This is an emergency.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa. Chillax, guy.

You're cramping my style.

- Cool. Hanging up on the emergency line like that.

Bet it was important. - No idea.

Anyway, Hilda Regularcloud,

I'm taking the rest of the day off.

- But your shift isn't over. - It is now.

(whispering voice): Thundercloud...

(thunder rumbling)

- Andre, can we talk?

Please don't be mad at me, those ladies were mostly joking.

- You know, Roger.

You and your friends want to come after me? Fine.

When you come after hydro,

that's where you've crossed the line.

My electrical line. - But-

- You really think we're a bunch of government workers

lording power over you?

- Well, based off all of history-

- We're done here. Now if you'll excuse me,

I need to go back to power washing

my really big pole.

- Lucky pole.

(Willy): Hey, man. How's it going?

- Who the hell are you? - Okay, they're up!

- I work here.

- He said too much!

(glass shatters)

Okay, Owen, I know this all looks bad,

but you have to know that this is a compliment.

- Oh, yeah, yeah. No, hey, guys.

Yeah, I get it, you just wanna hang longer with your sky bro.

Right, right. And knocking me out

and kidnapping me, that's actually pretty cool.

- You have no idea how relieved I am you just said that.

- I knew you were him!

- Yeah, yeah. I'm not mad. No.

I get to hang with my BFFs longer.

There's only one problem, though,

how am I gonna hacky these sacks with my hands all tied up?

- Oh, yeah, man. Sorry.

Not gonna lie, we thought you were gonna take off.

- Yeah, man, I told you he's too cool to be mad.

(laughing)

(groans) - Ha-ha!

(knuckles cracking) That feels so much better.

Alright, boys, gather round- Ahh!

(screaming)

(thudding)

(Owen): Oh, I hate being hurt! (glass shatters)

(Paul): Alright, put him back in his chair.

- You got to admit, bro,

he even looked cool when he was kicking our asses.

- Oh, so fucking cool.

Alright! Be ready.

When he wakes up, we're going to hang out so hard.

- Oh, yeah.

- Step aside.

(radio playing rock music)

- Excuse me, Lips?

I called earlier, but you hung up.

- So what? - I've been hearing

scratching noises coming from my garage

and I'm worried it's a wolf den.

Hello? Lips?

- The name is Thundercloud.

(thunder rumbling) Remington Thundercloud.

(whispering voice): Thundercloud...

- You probably didn't get the memo.

Remington. Complete.

- Memo?

- Here's 20. Keep the change.

- Those glasses are 40.

- This is 40.

Judd Apatow. Wink.

Thundercloud, out.

(whispering voice): Thundercloud...

(gentle music)

- Breaking news, Grouse Lake pilot Owen Bird is missing.

Authorities are asking for the public's help

in locating him.

How sad.

(electricity buzzes)

Oh...

- Hah!

Man, you're not even hacking!

- And we worked really hard on these, man.

How can we make this better?

- You guys are fucking nuts, alright?

As soon as I'm out of here, I'm calling the police.

- Okay, I know what to do when PJ gets cranky.

I make him omelettes. Do you want an omelette?

- Oh, man, I love omelettes.

(door opens)

- I fucking knew it. You forgot our anniversary.

- Help! These two idiots kidnapped me.

- That's that missing white man from the radio?

Paultholomew! Deann with two Ns!

- I mean, technically, b'eb,

he's not missing because he's right there.

- Call the police!

(glass shatters)

- What's going on?

(glass shatters)

- Do you guys have any idea how illegal this is?

- Maybe a little. Maybe?

ng?

You missed our anniversary for a kidnapping?

- I mean, when you say it like that,

I guess it does sound pretty bad.

- Hey, wait a minute, hold on.

What? You missed your own anniversary?

- Oh, you heard that?

- Ugh! Kidnapping your BFF, that's bad,

but missing your own anniversary,

that is unthinkable. Now I'm really PO'd.

- That means pissed off. - Shut the fuck up, Dean.

- This is how you treat the best people in your life?

(scoffs) I thought you guys were cool,

and that's coming from one cool dude.

- We're sorry, sky-master. - Whatever.

I just hope you guys learned something.

- Maybe the lesson is the friends

that we kidnapped along the way?

(Owen): No, that's fucking stupid.

- Look, I'm not gonna press charges

'cause I'm cooler than that,

but I'm never setting foot here again.

- Okay, I get it. Just go then.

- Just leave then, already. - Yeah, okay.

I'm going to Red Sucker Lake. (groans)

Don't even think about coming to the sky.

(sighs)

- You might not be getting charged,

but I'm technically still your boss,

so, you're suspended for this.

(sighs) - Fuck.

(inhales deeply)

- Somebody say omelettes?

- Roger?

(in Ojibwe)

- You're just sitting in the dark all sad arse?

- I didn't notice. - We brought somebody to fix it.

- Just here on business. It's a professional visit.

- Andre!

- Turns out that your circuit breakers just went out.

- What!?

Oh, who could've done that?

- That's an awful thing to happen.

- It's weird because there haven't been

any outages in the area.

It's almost like someone did that on purpose.

- No, wait. I was wrong.

I admit, I did not like hydro workers, hated them,

but that was before I met you,

and damnit, if they're anything like you at all,

then they must be pretty special.

- I... I think I'm just sensitive

because I've been with guys before

who didn't take my job seriously.

- Well, I'm not like that.

I actually think that hydro is interesting.

- Now you're just messing with me.

- Remember the Wolverine Chair Factory in Michigan?

They generated so much electricity

in that factory in 1880, that they powered...

(both): 16 lamps.

- So you do like hydro?

- What's not to like?

(romantic music)

(in Ojibwe)

Look at them go!

- Come on, we should leave.

(in Ojibwe)

I'll be right there.

- Where were you?

- Ah...

Been picking up Remington's slack.

I've been covering his ass all day.

- Doing what? - Some lady thought

she had some wolves in her garage,

but it was two kids fighting.

I stopped by because Remington isn't around.

Took a few jabs, but I broke that shit up.

(phone ringing)

Yeah, what?

(man): Lips owes Yeah Man 20 bucks.

- I'll take care of it.

(in Ojibwe)

(sighs) - Remington owes

Yeah Man 20 bucks. I better go pay it.

- You see? I told that name is too cool for a boy like that.

(rock music)

(whispering voice): Thundercloud...

(thunder rumbling)

- Officer Thundercloud, I've had a few complaints.

- I gotta go.

I'll be in my office doing whatever the hell I want.

Isn't that right, Grumps?

- I guess we're stuck with this asshole.

- Where is Remington Thundercloud?

- What now? - He was rude my girlfriend,

then he slapped a claim on my car

and drove away with it.

(scoffs)

- I'm tired of fixing his shit. He's right back there.

- Thank you.

(phone ringing)

(thud)

Good day to you both.

- Good day.

- H-Hey, guys.

I was just back in my office thinking about my name.

- Just now? By yourself?

- Yeah, I'm thinking that I like

Lips better than Thundercloud.

- You don't say, boy?

- Thundercloud is lawless,

but Lips, he's the law.

What are we without the law?

- And that idea came to you just now?

- No, I had been thinking about it for a while

and if Lips is nothing more than a "bannock cop," as you said,

then that's fine by me.

- Mm. - Lips... the bannock cop.

- We're calling him Fat Lips from now on, aren't we?

- Oh, for sure!

- Oh, shit.

- It's okay. It takes a while.

But you'll get used to it.

- I got nothing but time for you.

- Who misses their babe's anniversary to kidnap a pilot?

- Well, I guess I do.

- You're sweet, Roger.

Just like this tea.

- Aw...

- One of these days, Paul,

you're gonna get what you deserve.

(glass shatters)

(Roger): Heads up!

- That was... fast.

(? It's Alright ? by Relic Kings)

? I was born in the back of the woods ?

? Didn't need a thing 'cause I could sing ?

? But this is something I have to say ?

(rock music)

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