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♪ I'm walking

♪ Like a lonely child

♪ Never knowing which way to turn

♪ Feeling lost, I've wandered far

♪ Reach out and touch me

♪ Take my hand

♪ And walk me home

♪ Reach out and touch me

♪ Understand that you will never ever be alone

♪ Lost and lonely ♪ Lost and lonely

♪ Till you found me ♪ Till you found me

♪ And now you're giving me everything, yeah

♪ Teach me to find love

♪ Take my hand

♪ And walk me home

♪ Reach out for my love

♪ Understand that you'll never be alone. ♪

MAN: 'Let me out! Please!'

Lenny?

Shit. Shit, shit! Keys!

(Dog barks)

(Alarm beeps)

♪ Well, you wake up in the morning

♪ You hear the work bell ring

♪ And they march you to the table

♪ To see the same old thing

♪ Ain't no food upon the table

♪ Ain't no fork up in the pan

♪ But you'd better not complain, boy

♪ You'd get in trouble with the man. ♪

Sure you don't want to come tonight?

- No, not tonight, bub. - OK.

Go on, go on.

(Music plays in pub)

♪ ..shine a light on me

♪ Let the midnight special

♪ Shine a light on me

♪ Let the midnight special

♪ Shine a ever-loving light on me

♪ Yonder come Miss Rosie

♪ How in the world did you know?

♪ By the way she wears her apron

♪ And the clothes she wore

♪ Umbrella on her shoulder

♪ Piece of paper in her hand

♪ She come to see the gov'nor

♪ She wants to free her man

♪ Let the midnight special

♪ Shine a light on me

♪ Let the midnight special

♪ Shine a light on me

♪ Let the midnight special. ♪ - You're finished.

No, Indigo, I'm not finished yet.

♪ ..shine a light on me

♪ Let the midnight special. ♪

- Indigo! - Give us the keys.

INDIGO: Let's get out of here.

Just get your keys out!

(Car lock beeps)

- What's wrong with you? - What's wrong with me?!

INDIGO: You ought to take a good look at yourself.

(New song starts)

(Car door closes, engine starts)

(Robyn sings softly)

Hey, baby, where's your sister?

What?

ALLIE: Where's your sister? - Babysitting.

Turn this off. Time for bed.

- I'm nearly finished. - No, come on.

- Please! - No. Sonny.

Sucks.

What makes you think you can drag me off the stage?

Settle down.

Settle down? I won't settle down.

I've told you I won't deal with this bullshit

and I fuckin' meant it.

Why do you have to go parading yourself around

- like that all the time? - Parading myself?!

It's karaoke! That's what the stage is for!

- And don't you just love it. - Yeah? What if I do?

It's no fuckin' crime, is it? (Cries out)

You can't help yourself, eh?

Indigo, I'm sorry! Indigo!

- Let me go! - Things are gonna stop.

What the fuck's going on all the time?

ALLIE: Stop it! Indigo!

Do you think you should do something about that?

INDIGO: I'm gonna tell you what's gonna happen now!

(TV volume increases)

- Hey. - How was Robbie?

Good. No, she was better than good. She was great.

I'm glad. Did you hear Mum?

Yes, yes, I did. She was also great.

Ah, I mean, what I heard.

She was on before, actually, but she was great.

- How's bub? She wake up? - Nah, she's asleep now.

AARON: OK.

- Just go next door, will ya? - Oh, no bloody way, sis.

Just go over there and see if everything's alright.

I'm not stepping in between a husband and his wife.

- It's how you get hurt, sis. - Nathan.

(Increases TV volume)

(Banging)

- What? - What's going on in there?

- Nothing. - Well, something's going on.

We can hear it through the wall.

- Who's we? - Me and Nathan.

Well, I don't see him complaining.

Where's Allie?

Allie! You right, daught?

Yeah, I'm right, Aunt.

You come with me. You can stay at my place tonight.

- Aunt, please. It's alright. - Move out the way.

She said she's right, Mona.

She's saying that 'cause you got your arse in the way.

Why don't you go mind your own business?

Why don't you keep your hands to yourself?

Yeah, yeah, you wait, arsehole.

I'm going to get a real man for you. I'll be back.

Here you go, Lenie. Thank you for that.

- Yeah, sure. MONA: Aaron!

Who's that?

Come and sort this fella out.

What fella, Aunt?

My neighbour.

- What's he done? - He hit her again.

Look, I'm not a copper anymore.

He hit her again.

And that arsehole is still down there flogging her.

Hey, Lenie, can you do me a favour?

Can you stay here till Robyn gets home? She won't be long.

Just got to do something for Aunty Mona.

Yeah, sure.

Lead the way, Aunt.

- Allie, everything alright? - Yeah, I'm fine.

Look, I'm not here as a cop or anything.

I'm just here as a neighbour, OK?

I thought you were here as a man.

Didn't you say you were going to bring a man, old girl?

Yeah, you wait.

Allie, if you've been hurt and I can see that you have,

then you should call the police.

I'll handle it.

Can you keep Selene down your place for a bit?

Yeah, of course. Allie, call the police.

- I did. (Police siren)

Oi! Me and you? We're finished for good, right?

ALLIE: My kids don't need you. I don't need you.

Don't fuckin' come back!

Hi, Jackie? Yeah, it's Allie.

I won't be able to come into work today.

Yeah, I've got a bit of a flu.

Yeah, it come up last night, yeah.

Yeah, no worries, thank you. Yeah, I'll get some lemons.

Bye.

(Engine stalls)

Come on, you stupid piece of shit!

Just walk. It's only down the road.

Fuckin' stupid piece of shit!

(Engine stalls)

- Allie. - Hey.

Do you need a hand?

This place must feel like a second home to you, eh?

You tell me. You've been in here enough times.

- It wasn't by choice. - Wasn't it?

What's that s'posed to mean?

Well, Allie, you could have chosen any man you wanted.

But you chose him.

At least he's a man, though. God knows he's got his flaws.

But he's a proper blackfella.

What's that s'posed to mean?

It means he's not a sell-out.

It's funny how blackfellas hate the police

until they need them, isn't it?

Hey. The prodigal son returns.

G'day, mate.

What are you doing here, mate? Ready to come back, are ya?

- Not quite. - Well, whenever you're ready.

- What can we do for you? - Assault.

We're just here to give our statements.

OK, follow me.

Here, please.

Here's my statement, mate. I was there.

That's very efficient of you, Azza. Saves me writing it up.

The incident began at the Koorioke bar...

Great night, we all had a few beers.

Save me the details, mate. I know what happened.

You haven't read my statement.

Take your sunnies off, please.

A man hit a woman. Blah, blah, blah.

What?

(Buzzer rings)

Alright, Mr Davis, what'd you see?

As I said, just read my statement...

Sunnies off, please.

- Can't she just leave 'em on? - I need to see the evidence.

Fuck, he didn't miss.

- Hey, um, are you right? - Yeah.

Alright. Thanks, mate.

The, uh, court has refused bail,

so your husband's going straight to the big house.

He'll be in Silverwater for the next few months.

Till the trial.

Something you want to say, officer?

You do know that once you make a statement,

you can't take it back.

- You mean retract it? - Retract it, yeah.

There you go.

You've picked up a thing or two on your visits here.

That's one good thing about being a black woman.

You get knocked around a bit,

but you learn about police procedure.

I'm not judging ya.

I'm just saying that sometimes women,

especially around here...

Indigenous women, retract statements.

- It happens. I'm sorry. - No, it's not your fault.

It's not your fault that us coons can't get it together

after all you've done for us.

Steady on. I've never said that.

There's this thing I've come up with.

I draw wild conclusions based on opinion.

Thinking about calling it stereotyping.

What do you reckon? Sound catchy or what?

- I'm stereotyping you? - Aren't you?

He has hit you before, hasn't he?

Well, fancy that.

What, so battered black women do exist.

And here I was thinking it was a figment of my imagination.

Yeah, well I've never retracted anything before.

So your little 'retracting is bad' speech,

a tad presumptuous, don't you think?

Yeah, maybe. Just a tad.

Well, how's this for a stereotype?

White cops kill our men in custody.

Young men. Like Lenny Brewster.

ALLIE: How's that stereotype sit with you?

HOBBS: That matter has been thoroughly investigated.

Mr Brewster died from previous injuries.

HOBBS: So much for that stereotype.

Here's a fact for you.

Lenny might be dead, but I didn't kill him.

Remember that before you go believing the gossips.

If they wanna say something, they should say it to my face.

- Cowards. - Spying on me now, are we?

What about cowards who stand out the front of the pub,

listening to their daughter sing?

Cowards who let arseholes slap them without charging them?

Cowards that sit at home

'cause they're scared to go back to work.

You don't know nothing about me.

You don't know anything about me either. So shut up.

You shut up.

So if you say yes, then I'm a cop again, right?

Pretty much. But we don't have to start there.

We can just talk.

- About what? - Anything you like.

What do you do to relax?

AARON: I take my granddaughter out for walks

so I don't get shit when she's with me.

She's my shield. Better off than having a gun or a badge.

THERAPIST: Why do you think you need a shield?

AARON: I don't know.

Small matter of being a black cop in Redfern, I guess.

THERAPIST: Have you thought about moving?

Nope. I'm not moving.

Do you think you might be hiding?

I tell you what, let's just talk.

About what?

THERAPIST: Anything you want to talk about.

Do you follow the footy?

Well, I was born and bred in Redfern.

One guess.

(Chuckles) The mighty Rabbitohs.

Mmm.

They're doing pretty good this year.

Mm. What do you know about it?

Well, I know they've got the best fullback in the world.

(Laughs) And what do you think about their forwards?

(Scoffs) They're monsters.

(Laughs) So they are, doc. So they are.

- Mum, you going to... - No, Selene.

Why not? You said you loved it.

I don't know.

Mum, there's nothing to be ashamed of.

It's not as if some of those fellas never had black eyes.

Mum, it's the semis.

You sure you wanna do this, Dad?

Yeah, gotta do it sometime. Might as well be tonight.

- So you're right, then? - Yeah, I'm right.

♪ ROCK MUSIC

- Now, can I buy you a drink? - Yeah, sure.

Hey, Jumpy, schooner of New and an OJ, thanks.

- You right, mate? (Clapping)

OK, peoples. Next up, we have the lovely Miss Allie Jones.

(Cheering and applause)

Schooner and an OJ, Jumpy.

Hey, Jumpy, you right, brother?

So we're brothers, are we? Is that what we are?

- Where are the drinks? - Ah, no, I wasn't thirsty.

- You want a drink, Dad? - No, I'm right, darlin'.

If you want one, I'll go get...

Don't worry about... Robyn!

A Schooner of New. Thanks, barman.

Yeah, good one. Two words - as if.

Your father's not getting a drink off me.

Pour the beer or I'll jump over and I'll do it myself.

What are you looking at, Linda?

You've had one or two of these in your lifetime.

Ralphie's no fucking saint!

I know what you're all thinking.

Why don't you go home and hide your bruises?

Well, I won't go home.

That's where I got these fuckin' bruises.

And what are you looking at, Sissy, huh?

Don't sit there and judge me.

All you men all the same.

(Applause)

Well, next up, we have Robyn Davis.

Can I join your leper colony?

Be my guest.

(Music starts)

I hate that song, I hate this place and I hate these people.

You're in, you're out. Bunch of fucking hypocrites.

Ditto.

She can sing, your girl.

At the station. You said I wasn't a real blackfella.

Yeah, well...

Lenny died because I am a blackfella.

He said he'd been through Robyn.

She was a slut and the whole block had been through her.

Now if that was a white copper, that'd be ridiculous.

He doesn't know their daughters.

But no, he knew Robyn from birth.

He grew up with her.

I just let it get to me.

I should have called that ambulance.

ALLIE: Well, why didn't you tell anybody that?

There's a lot of people

that'd understand something like that.

I couldn't tell Mona what he said.

She'd just lost her son.

Fair enough.

Hey! So do you want a lift?

Nah, it's alright. I'll walk.

Hey, but we live in the same street.

You know what everyone's like around here. See ya.

See ya.

- Dad. - Yeah.

Come on, then.

There are two reasons why you avoid someone.

Either you really like them or you really don't.

It's OK to have feelings, Aaron.

You know what the real trick of being a cop is? The wall.

The wall?

You gotta have a wall up.

Some people put it up early in their careers,

some people put it up late.

And if you want to be a career cop, you've got to have it up.

You just don't survive in the job without it.

I know it seems like we don't care

but we don't start out like that.

We've just seen it all.

I've seen the women and children beaten and raped.

Seen the murderers, car crashes.

Anger, hate, love, we've seen it all.

It's an effort not to be a cynic in this job.

Even that, cynicism,

we've seen that shit before too.

You see, that wall, it separates us.

How do you feel about going back?

I don't know, doc. Sick of it all, you know?

I'm sick of thinking about it,

sick of trying to understand it.

The pressure's...

It's just fucking crushing me.

They're saying things about my boy.

What are they saying?

That he said terrible things about your girl.

- Who told you that? - Is it true?

No. No, no, it's not true, Aunt.

When I asked you before...

..you said you wanted him to suffer.

Well, why would you want him to suffer

if it wasn't because he said those things?

It wasn't him, Aunt. It was me.

I was just... Just so burnt out.

I'd... I don't know, been in the game too long.

I know my boy, Aaron.

I know he had a way of getting under people's skin.

The truth from now on. You hear me?

Yes, Aunt.

- Hey, Uncle. - Hey, Lenie.

- Is your Mum around at all? - Yeah. Mum!

- What? - Aaron's here!

- What does he want? - What do you want?

- Um, it's private. - It's private!

Yep.

Hey, Aaron. Hi.

- Hey, Allie. - Hey.

I was just wondering,

did you tell Aunty Mona what I told you at Koorioke?

Yes.

- You did? - Yes.

Why?

I just thought that it'd help you move on.

I just thought she needed to know that.

What, you thought you'd help me move on?

- Yeah. - Oh, thank you.

I can't believe you did that. Far out.

(Knocks on door)

- Me again. - Yeah?

Look, I was wondering.

If I don't do this now, I'll never be able to do it.

- What? - I was thinking, you and I...

- Huh? - Look, me and you...

Are you going to ask me out on a date?

I don't think that's a good idea.

What if we didn't call it a date?

What if we just called it getting a meal?

I just... I just don't think it's a good idea right now.

OK. Sure, of course.

- I'm sorry. - That's alright.

Thank you. Bye.

What'd he expect you to say? Dad's only just gone in.

Technically, you're still a married woman.

Selene, enough, eh?

And even if you did want another man,

you could do better than some drip with a rat on his lip.

With all due respect,

you don't know what you're talking about so shut up.

Hi, Robyn. Could I talk to your dad for a minute?

What do you want to see him for?

AARON: Who is it?

She wants to talk to you, Dad.

Alright.

- Hey, Allie. How are you? - Good.

Look, it's not that I didn't want to, it's just...

Yeah. Ah, it's OK. Look, no need to explain.

Everybody already thinks that you got Indigo arrested.

What'll it look like if I go out with you now?

On top of everyone's suspicions,

you know what blackfellas are like.

Everyone's gotta know everybody's business.

- Yeah. - You're asking me

to define my marital status before I'm ready.

I'm not asking you to do that.

No? What are you asking me then?

I'm just asking you to get a meal.

And I'm a married woman. Was... a married woman.

- So what are you now? - See that's what I mean.

You're asking me to define my marital status

before I'm ready to.

That's... Sorry, that's not what I meant.

I didn't mean that.

- So, what are ya? - Single.

- Recently single but single. - So come out with me, then.

Is that what we're calling it?

I thought we was getting a meal.

Fine with me. I'll pick you up at seven.

- How about I meet you there? - Or we can do that.

- Where? - I'll text you the details.

That means I've got to give you my number.

That's the idea.

- Lenie? - What?

- Do I look alright? - I don't know.

What are you asking me for?

Just tell me if I look alright or not.

Not.

Mum, I don't think this is a good idea.

Going out with a copper? And him, of all people.

Lenie, you babysit for them. What's the problem?

I babysit for his daughter. I do not babysit for him.

Give it a rest. I'm single.

There's no harm in going out to dinner, alright?

Where are you going?

I don't know, some Japanese place on Crown Street.

Who's paying?

He's got a moustache, for God's sake!

- Where are you going? - Nowhere, just out.

- Who with? - Hobbs.

Is that tie for him?

Is there something you want to tell me?

No.

I'm going to ask you one more time, Dad,

and I don't want you to lie to me.

Is there something you want to tell me?

OK, I'm going out for dinner with Allie.

- Is that your annoyed face? - Yeah, it is.

Look, I'm sorry. But I'm not trying to hurt you.

I know. Go on, go, then. Wait.

- Just take that tie off. - It's deadly.

- It's ugly. - No, it's deadly.

It's ugly. Now take it off!

It's still deadly.

ALLIE: Are we going in there? AARON: Yeah, why not?

- Bit flash, hey? - Well, we're flash blacks.

Look, if anybody says anything,

just say we're Brazilians.

Ole!

We're Brazilians, not blackfellas, remember.

Shoosh!

Thank you.

- Thank you. - Thank you.

Thank you, sir.

I'm fine, thank you.

- How's work? - What?

- You work at the supermarket. - And how do you know that?

Well, I just walk past, you know, from time to time.

- You're lying. - No, I'm not.

- Yes, you are. - No. No.

- You changed out of my queue. - I didn't know you saw that.

- I caught it. - Sorry.

- (Laughs) That's alright. - No.

Do you want to hear something funny?

OK.

- I tried to avoid you. - When?

The other day.

I thought you were coming to home and I... I hid.

I don't know why. I just hid.

No, that's not the truth either. I do know why.

Um...

I'm gonna go and have a smoke.

Hey.

Hey, can I ask you a question?

I guess.

- Why were you with him? - That's a bit personal.

- Oh, sorry, I... - No, no, no, it's OK.

Um, because...

because he was hung like a donkey.

Right. Well...

And you?

A-Average, I guess. Just average.

(Laughs) No, I mean why were you with her?

Ah, I don't know. I don't know.

We were just kids and just grew up together

and you know how it is.

Can I ask you a more personal question?

Yeah?

Why did you grow that face fungus?

No, it's alright. I'm just joking. It's OK.

It's alright. Let's go get some dinner.

- Mmm... - Mmm.

Mmm, excuse me.

Uh-uh, no, thanks, Aaron.

Not into that pretty flower shit.

Yeah, no. Yeah, me neither.

No, thank you. Yes.

So, any chance of me coming in for a coffee?

No. If Indigo finds out, your life won't be worth living.

No chance of a kiss, then, I s'pose?

- What? - Tickles.

Oh.

Bye.

- What do you reckon? - What'd you do that for?

- Hey, a change is good. - Looks great, Dad.

See ya, Poppy.

What'd you do that for?

Y-You said it tickled.

I did but I didn't say to shave it off.

Your top lip looks huge.

Hey, shut up. I just shaved it off.

- (Laughs) No, it's alright... - No...

It looks OK. But I do reckon you should grow it back.

Yeah, yeah, it does look a bit big, doesn't it?

Mm, yeah. A little bit white too.

Yeah, I just need some sun.

Come on, I'll put some bronzer on it.

- You can't be serious. - About what, Nathan?

You and her.

You've gotta be one of the biggest arseholes

I've ever met, deadset.

What is your problem?

Come on, brother, you had him locked up

so you could get to her.

- Wake up to yourself! - Admit it.

We all know why you did it.

Don't talk about me like I'm not here.

- Shut the fuck up, Jezebel. - Jezebel?

You shut the fuck up, Nathan.

You keep your nose out of my fuckin' business.

Aaron didn't have Indigo arrested, I did, OK?

If anybody else wants to know, it was me!

Go on, brother, hide behind a woman.

You hide behind a uniform, so what's the difference?

You'd rather I stay with a man that beats me up than a cop?

He's a traitor, not one of us.

Who's us? You mean blackfellas?

There's gammon blackfellas and real blackfellas.

Yeah, and what's the difference?

Well, you tell me. You crossed over.

- Hey, um, are you finished? - Yeah, I'm finished.

I'm finished with both of youse.

Good.

Aaron, I think we should stop, eh?

What? No! Hey, we're just starting.

No, I think it'd be better off for everybody.

- I'm sorry. - Allie? Allie. No, no, Allie.

I'm just here! I'll sort it all out.

Allie!

- Indigo. - Dog.

Look, mate,

I just wanted to let you know that I am seeing Allie.

- You're seeing Allie? - Yeah.

And I wanted you to know

and I wanted you to hear it from me.

- Fucking her yet? - No.

Ah, but you're gonna try, aren't ya?

You know what? I misjudged you.

I thought you were a soft cock hiding behind a badge.

I was wrong. You're just like the rest of us.

Trying to get your leg over first chance you get...

That's not what happened. That's not what happened.

Ah, you're right, brother. Good to know we're the same.

Ah, we're not the same.

We're nothing like each other. Guard!

At least we got one thing in common!

- Oh, shit. What'd he say? - What could he say?

- Are you fucking crazy? - Nope.

- He'll kill ya. - Ah, he's in jail.

Anyway, I'm not scared of the prick.

Mate, she's...

Look, I know men have urges, right?

I'm a man. I know how that goes.

Not this one. No, she's trouble.

What the fuck are you talking about?

You know what she's like.

She's a slut.

I know that's a strong word but she is.

- You don't even know her. - Yep, righto.

But from an objective viewpoint, she is.

What? She's not so stop saying that, please.

Alright, answer me this.

Why was she with that big prick?

What, it was his winning personality, was it?

His high IQ? No.

One thing and one thing only.

Hobbs, stop!

- Just stop! - I'm trying to help you out.

You are risking a serious hiding

from that mad bastard, alright?

And plus...

..you're doing it for a slut.

Na...

Az.

Hey, Allie, can we... can we just talk, please?

Hey, Allie, Allie, I'm sorting it out.

Allie?

Allie?

What would you say if I said

you were right to go back to the force?

I'd say, are you gonna be there to hold my hand?

What do you think?

Do you always answer a question with a question?

No, only when the occasion warrants it.

And what would you say if I kept treating you?

Treating is a pretty harsh word.

OK. Well, what would you prefer?

- Head fucking. - Or head unfucking.

How do you feel about going back to the force?

Thank you. There's your receipt.

WOMAN: Thanks, love. - I told him.

I saw him and I told him.

- Told who what? - Told Indigo about us.

Why?

I hope you told him it was nothing serious.

I may have left that bit out.

Aaron, he's gonna kill you.

It doesn't matter you're a cop.

He'll kill you, then he'll kill me.

I thought... I thought I was fixing it.

So what'd he say?

- Hey, that's between the men. - Don't start.

Do you want to come back to the Japanese tonight?

With a male chauvinist pig like you?

No way.

Oh, wow. Thank you.

- How is it? - Beautiful.

Yeah.

So you going to go back to the coppers or what?

You right?

No, I'm just not too sure, eh.

Anyway, don't ya hate coppers?

Would you even go out with a copper?

Depends on the copper.

Hey, I know you're not into all the flowers and shit

but you know, what the hell?

Excuse me.

Yes.

Um, could I please have one of those, please?

Ten dollars, sir.

Oh, yeah, there you are. Just that one.

No, no, no, not yet.

I'm going to have to put it on your pillow.

Righto.

Nah, I don't think you get me.

No, I get you.

I'm gonna have to put it on your pillow

after you and me...

Got down and got busy?

Got down and got jiggy with it?

Did the wild thing?

Well, what are we waiting for?

Can we have the bill, please?

I didn't know what to do. It was my first actual job.

Why didn't you call the ambulance?

I thought I could deliver the baby.

- What made you think that? - I don't know, my training.

Training to catch criminals?

Yeah, well, I thought, I'm a copper now.

I should be able to fix everything.

- Is that why you got into it? - No.

Actually, it was Mona who got me into it.

She said, 'You know, you should become a copper.

Be someone people look up to,' all that stuff.

Yeah, still getting

the 'people looking up to' bit, though.

You may do more than you think.

MAN: Hey, Azza.

That's from Indigo, bitch.

Bub.

Dad. Don't try getting up.

Where's Allie?

- She said it's over. - No, she didn't.

Dad, she said to let you know

that she don't want you getting hurt.

- Robyn, she did not! - Dad, just leave it!

Robyn, no. Now are you gonna help me out or not?

Your clothes!

Yeah.

- Taxi! - Dad, where are we going?

Crown Street, driver.

- What are we doing? - Hop in, bub.

- Dad, what are you doing? - Let's go. Let's go.

- Dad? - Yes, baby?

I'm so sorry.

Hey, you don't have to apologise for nothing, OK?

I'm just gonna give this to Allie.

You just wait here, OK?

I'll come down with you.

Robbie, please. Just wait here.

Fuck me dead, ay? Some people got rocks in their head.

Leave him!

WOMAN: Hey! Hey!

You leave him alone!

He's more of a man than any of you!

MEN: Sorry, Aunt.

If they wanna be together, it's up to them!

Yeah, that's right!

- Hey. - This is yours.

Remember in 2006,

the Blues picked Paul Gallen and Greg Bird.

Yeah, yeah, they called them the, um, the Bruise Brothers.

Yeah. And the selectors gave them one job -

stop Jonathan Thurston.

- JT. What a legend. - Yeah.

And JT was the key to the Maroons victory.

So for that 80 minutes,

the Bruise Brothers bashed him from pillar to post.

They did everything they could to put him off his game

but he kept getting back up.

Kept putting the plays on.

Whole game became a war of attrition.

They kept knocking him down, he kept getting back up.

See, that's what it takes to play the game.

It's a choice. I know now that I can take it.

I can be a cop and I don't need the wall.

I can just be me.

(Knock on door)

Coming! Alright!

- See ya. - See ya, Dad.

- Hey. You look great. - I know.

Come on, you're going to be late. Hurry up. Quick.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.