All language subtitles for Frayed s02e06.eng

JIM: See, there are people in your
life, kids, you can't be with them,

but you're never really
free of them either.

Bev.

You just leave scuff marks
on each other's souls,

You come back and then you go

and then you come back
and you'll go again.

- Hello.
- Hi.

FIONA: You know what?

I don't think I have enough

Spam and Branston pickle
sandwiches for two.

Terry is a cop. That
makes my son a cop killer.

Wh-where are you taking
him? What are you doing?

I will find out what
happened to Terry Harris.

Police. Open up. I'd like
to ask you some questions.

It's about the Terry Harris case.

No-one will ever find the body.

DAN: She's like a mix tape of
everything she's ever seen or heard.

I think I've taken care of it.

- So, where are we going to put him?
- I think I know what to do.

You have to find a way to live with it

or you'll destroy your entire family.

But they're kids! You're gonna
ruin everyone's lives for what?

For... justice.

- I just want to leave.
- Why don't we?

Fairbank reckons your kids killed
Terry because he was violent

and you're both lying to protect them.

SAMMY: I'm never gonna
be able to trust Bev.

And you're not family.
So get your shit and go.

Fairbank's been kicked off the case.

I now have no witness,
no motive, no body.

So, you're back to
being a constable now?

- Yes.
- That's embarrassing.

You're the most
incompetent person I know,

and you got away with murder.

(CUTLERY AND GLASSWARE RATTLE)

What the fuck was that?!

(HELICOPTER ROTORS WHIRR)

REPORTER: This is Beaumont Street
just minutes after the blast,

or the explosion or the earthquake,

and it looks as though bombs
have hit all along here.

It's like a war scene.

And buildings all up and down the street

have just collapsed into the roadway.

Oh...

Just came underneath the buildings,
everything just flew off the walls.

(SIRENS WAIL)

I was in Newcastle Workers Club
and the whole club just collapsed.

It just shook and
everything just caved in.

(MAN SHOUTS INDISTINCTLY)

NEWS ANCHOR: Tony Briscoe
reporting from Newcastle there.

And as we told you before,

the ambulance service is
sending all available vehicles,

perhaps a fixed-wing aircraft as well.

(HELICOPTER FLIES OVERHEAD, SIRENS WAIL)

- Maybe it was an explosion.
- Yeah, maybe.

Yeah. Look, smoke.

Must have been an explosion.

Off you get, kids. This
bus isn't going anywhere.

- Earthquake.
- Wait, what?

- Earthquake?
- Yeah.

All transport's been grounded.

You two kids will have
to run away another day.

(CHUCKLES) We're not...
we're not running away.

No, we're just going on a trip.

Ha! I've been a bus driver for 15 years.

You think I don't know what two
kids running away looks like?

Now, come on. Get off the bus.

I'm going surfing.

Hurry up.

Just go home, act normal.
I'll come back for you later.

What are the chances, the day we
run away there's an earthquake?

I know. It's like this fucking
town won't let us leave.

- Are the phone lines down?
- Yeah.

They're saying it was a
5.6 on the Richter scale.

This isn't connecting.

One of the biggest earthquakes
in Australian history.

I've gotta get to my kids.

This could really put
Newcastle on the map!

(SIRENS WAIL, PEOPLE SHOUT IN DISTANCE)

Chris!

Hey, Chris!

- I need to borrow your car keys.
- Not now, Sammy!

There are people trapped in
here. I need to get them out.

Yeah. Alright. I've gotta go
home and see if my kids are OK.

Don't shout at me.

Now, for God's sake,
let me get back to work.

Hey, hey, hey, Chris.

Everything's gonna be OK.

Sammy, step back. Step back.

You mustn't go in the ruins.

Leave me to do this, please.

God, you're really looking out for me.

No, I've hired a photographer

and I don't want it to
look like you're helping me.

God, you are genuinely awful.

Look, Sandy's going to be back
any second to cover my reaction.

Now get out of here! Get safe, Sammy.

And let me get back to
saving my constituents.

(ALARMS, SIRENS WAIL)

Chris, where are you parked?

REPORTER: (ON RADIO) Glass and tables

were thrown all over the room.

And... there's a whole area in
front of the building has been...

I was coming to find you. Are you OK?

I'm fine. Mum, where are the kids?

- Are they OK?
- Yeah, no, they're fine.

- They're fine.
- Oh, OK.

- Sammy...
- Yeah?

You oughta see the house.

(SIRENS WAIL IN DISTANCE)

What the... ?

(CREAKING)

(CRASH!)

Kids, will you help me
sort through some of this?

Be careful of glass.

You've both had tetanus shots?

LENNY: Yeah. Good.

(CONVERSATION CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY)

- (FRANCES CRIES)
- (LAUGHS)

(LAUGHS LOUDLY)

JIM: What's funny?

Suck shit, Bev.

You're welcome to move in! (LAUGHS)

It's all yours!

You know your home's completely fucked.

Correction, Bev, OUR home.

Oh, and if you can find
the fridge in the ruins,

you're very welcome to my 'yoggurt'.

'Yoggurt'. You're so stuck up.

(FAKE BRITISH ACCENT) Oh,
hello. My name's Samantha.

I'm the Queen of England, and you
can have all my aubergine yoggurt.

There's no such thing as
aubergine yoghurt, you simpleton.

Whatever, Samantha. This is the
house that we were raised in.

You and I spilled our
blood on this pavement.

Our tears have fallen
upon every bedspread,

my seed splashed upon every wall!

This is the house where
I was gonna teach Frances

crucial survival skills, such as...

... karate, and celestial navigation.

- This house is our family.
- Oh...

And family's so important
to you, isn't it, Jim?

That's not even your baby.

Will you kids stop it, for God's sake?

I will not have you two at
each other's throats today.

Mum, Jim has told Bev everything.

He betrayed me and my kids

the second he was putting
his dick back in that skank.

Bitch, you're going to get
it after I burp Frances.

He was getting all
misty-eyed about the family.

Sammy, I know we haven't
always been a perfect family.

You got that right.

But we ARE family, and a strong
one, and it will stay that way.

Come here, Samantha. Come here.

Go on, Mum, defend him.

Ow!

He's always been the favourite.

Mothers don't have favourites.

Yeah, we do.

Sammy...

... if the earthquake's
done this to the house,

imagine what it's done to the car park.

Shit.

OK. Don't mention this to
Jim. He tells Bev everything.

You stay with the kids. I'll go
and check it out, see if it's OK.

I won't be long.

- (SLAP!)
- Oh...

I burped Frances.

(HORNS HONK, SIRENS WAIL)

(ALARMS RING, SIRENS WAIL)

(FLIES BUZZ)

Oh...

(FLIES BUZZ LOUDLY)

Oh...

Oh, fuck.

(ALARM RINGS)

Hello?

- Oh... ! Fiona.
- Sammy.

Have you been sniffing permanent marker?

No.

Well, then, what are
you doing down there?

Waiting for the aftershocks.

They can be the deadliest
part of an earthquake.

Also, there's usually looters.

Did you come to check if I was OK?

- Yep.
- Oh...

I'm OK, Sammy.

I'm OK.

Hey, we should go looting.

Yeah. No. Uh, listen.
I need to ask a favour.

Certainly. Is it related to the
disappearance of Terry Harris?

No.

And the fact that Fairbank reckons
you and your brother are lying

- to protect your kids.
- No.

Because your kids are involved

in whatever happened to
Terry Harris that afternoon.

No.
- OK. Go on, then.

OK. Um, I need to borrow your car.
It's not gonna be for very long.

Yeah, sure.

- Oh, it needs a bit of a tidy.
- It's not important.

I'm also gonna close the car park, OK?

Don't let anyone in
there while I'm gone.

Why? Have you got a dead body in there?

No.

- (WHISTLE BLOWS)
- Fiona?

It's Fairbank.

FIONA?! Are you in here?!

Do not let him into the car
park under any circumstances.

Oh, bravo, Sammy.

Bravo.

You bury Terry in the car park

where you thought he'd never be found,

but you never reckoned on a
seismic shift in the earth's crust.

Fiona!

Oh, Fiona. (BREATHLESS) Fiona.

Oh, my God. You're OK.

Have you been sniffing permanent marker?

- What are you doing here?
- I just... I was... I was so worried

that your giant desk had fallen on you

and I... the way that we had
left things after our fight.

And you had gone to all that trouble

to make those Spam and
Branston pickle sandwiches.

Oh, look, I've dropped my
pen. I better pick that up.

OK. That's, um...

- Yeah.
- I can wait.

- Um...
- Pick this up.

- You need a hand?
- No. I've got it.

OK, good.

- OK.
- Yeah. Yeah.

I'd just feel really bad
if you were dying here

and, you know, we hadn't...

- Oh, Christ, isn't it hot?
- Yeah, it really is.

I guess it's just subtropical climate.

I might have to open a button.

OK. Um...

Yeah.

- Oh, for God's sake, you look tense.
- I am rather, yeah.

Do you want me to give you a massage?

Oh, yes. I mean, that would...

- (MOUTHS SILENTLY)
- ... be... good.

- Oh you're all knots.
- Yeah. I...

Oh, that's actually pretty
good if you just... Down there.

- Lower?
- Yeah. Oh, that's great.

- Oh. Your thumbs are extraordinary.
- Oh, thanks.

(ALARM WAILS)

Come on, you stupid piece of shit.

Oh...

Come on!

Oh, you've... (SIGHS)

(TICKET MACHINE WHIRRS AND CLUNKS)

Oh...

I was so scared after our
fight that we were over.

Oh, it was just one fight.

I love you so much

and I think now you probably understand

how important it is to
me to solve this case.

What? No, no.

I think now you understand how
wrong I think it is to pursue it.

But I can catch Terry's
killers. I'm so close.

But he deserved it!

I mean, you can't send those
kids to prison because of him.

I couldn't love a man who did that.

Wait, are you making me choose
between you and solving the case?

Yeah.

In all crime dramas,

there's a point where the
cop's obsession with the crime

comes into direct conflict
with their personal life.

It's a trope of the genre.

- What?
- Yeah. Make your choice.

Like when the cop realises the
killer is their best friend,

or their girlfriend.

I didn't do it, by the way.

Um...

I...

I need to think about this, Fiona.

- Are you shitting me?
- No, I'm not shitting you.

Making sure that whoever did
this is brought to justice,

it's all I can think about.

It's the hardest choice I've
ever been presented with.

This is just like that movie

where the woman has to
make a hard choice...

Her name's Sophie.

- I can't remember what it's called.
- Sophie's Choice.

No, I don't think that's it.

Listen, Fiona, I... I...

I just need some time to think, OK?

Yeah. Well, you can shit off!

(DISTANT SHOUTING)

Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah. This
is nice. This is front page!

Oh, Chris, later, we should get
some shots of you crouching down,

pretending to speak
to an injured person.

- OK.
- Why is your shirt undone?

Oh.

Chris. Hey. Hi. I need to
speak to you for a second.

No. This earthquake is a
fantastic PR opportunity.

Yes. No, I understand that.

But I really, really
need to speak to you.

Can you just step back?

Sammy, back. Out of the shot.

Now, Chris, see that big
lump of concrete there?

I want you to get under it
and pretend to be shifting it.

- Yeah?
- OK. OK.

Hey, Chris, I need you to finish up here

because I need you to come
and help me with something

and it's very, very important.

I can't. This is a natural disaster

and my constituents need
leadership and I need the publicity.

Don't look like you're
struggling. We need strength!

This is actually very heavy.

Actually, interestingly, the
thing that I need some help with

is very much a PR-related issue.

- It'll have to wait.
- Yeah. Well, it can't.

Ooh! There's a woman over there
with a fantastic head injury.

I'm going to go over
and organise a photo op.

Chris, Chris, the concrete in
the car park's cracked wide open.

- There's flies all over Terry.
- What?

Uh, I wouldn't pull that face.

I told you not to put Terry's
body in the parking lot.

Yeah. I know. We didn't have
many options at the time.

And to be fair, until
today's earthquake,

it was a pretty elegant solution.

Well, you're gonna
have to move Terry now.

Yeah. That's why I'm here,
dickhead. I need your help.

But I can't... I can't
shift a dead body.

I've got the press
following my every move.

OK, Chris, we've got to go.

The aged care home has collapsed

and there's a huge
rescue effort going on.

- And I want to cover it, yeah?
- OK, OK.

And then after that,
we go to the steelworks.

You need to be everywhere today.

Yes. Yes. Look, I'll join you there.

I'm gonna get a lift with Sammy. Fine.

- Come on, let's go.
- OK. Alright.

Let's get this done.

OK, look, I can keep
the reporters occupied,

but you, you've got to get
rid of that body, Sammy.

How?!

What is this piece of
shit? Where's my car?

Oh, yes, this is Fiona's.

I had to park your car
in your parking space

to hide the massive crack,
exposing Terry's flyblown corpse.

Fuck!

(SIRENS WAIL)

- What am I meant to do?
- Figure it out. I don't know.

- Ask Jim.
- He'll tell Bev!

What about your mum?

Oh my God, Chris, I've got to
move a dead body out of concrete.

I think I'm going to need
a bit of help from a man.

Oh, here we go. You women's
libbers are all the same, you know?

We don't need men, but when
there's a dead body, concrete?

- All of a sudden...
- Oh, my God! This is not helping!

Just get rid of the body,
Sammy. I don't know how.

Just get rid of it, OK?

SANDY: Chris, hurry up!

It gets a bit...

This car's a piece of shit!

Chris!

- I need you here now.
- Yeah, I'm coming, Sandy.

What the hell took you so long?

- Do your fucking shirt up.
- Alright. Alright.

No, no. Not him.

This is Chris George.

Do you remember the
local MP I told you about?

How are you? Thank you, Mrs Hodge.

Don't bother. She's deaf. Sit down.

So, we'll just take the shot now. Yeah?

Mrs Atkins.

I didn't buy enough
Vermouth for the martinis.

I wasn't expecting so many people.

Oh, it's a terrible thing.

Well, I'm sure they can get more.

Where's Dan? He said he'd be back soon.

Always surfing.

Sometimes I think that boy's part fish.

It's getting late.

Is your arm OK?

I want a cigarette, Dorothy.

Don't tell Dad.

I don't think you smoke.

Don't I?

Dan gave you this?

Sammy?

Oh, happy New Year.

It's not my smoke.

- Dorothy's been smoking.
- Have not.

What are you doing here? Here, Mum.

Oh. Um...

- Did you come to check on Mum?
- Yep.

Soon as I'd heard that
the care home collapsed,

I thought, "Shit, Dan's mum."

Thank you. That's surprisingly nice.

It felt like the right thing to do.

That's what you do when you care
for people, you do things for them.

That's what you do when
you care for people.

You do things for them.

Is your family OK?

Yeah. Fine.

Hey, are you busy today?

Not really.

I mean, the school got evacuated.
You know, we got real lucky.

- No-one was hurt there.
- That is great.

I... I need your help with something.

(CHUCKLES) Yes. Nice.

Very nice.

I think we're almost done here.

- So I'd like to head off to the fire at the steelworks.
- Yeah. OK.

I'll jump in the car
with you two. Makes sense.

OK. Just...

Oh...

Terrific.

What the shit, Sammy?

I know! I know. I wouldn't ask
you if I wasn't completely fucked.

And don't forget, I did come all the
way out here to check on your mum.

I took care of it.
It's a terrible thing.

It's a bit different than
moving a decomposed body.

I know. But I can't do this on my own.

I wouldn't even know how to do it.

Well, you'd need hardware
supplies for a start.

See, that's an excellent suggestion.

See, you're really good at this.

I can't, Sammy.

I've been to prison.

It took me years to get
my life back on track.

And if I don't move Terry, then
my SON is gonna go to prison.

OK? The cop has figured it out.

No.

This is what you do.

This is the trail of destruction

and I just get sucked
into it every time.

Fine!

I always thought that you
and I at least could...

I hope Trish and teaching PE's worth it.

He's probably surfing. I always
said that boy is part fish.

Bye, Mrs Atkins.

Do you know where Dan's gone?

No, I don't.

(SIREN WAILS)

I hope Trish and
teaching PE is worth it.

Oh, light my cigarette, would you?

Probably with that Cooper girl.
Can't keep that pair apart.

Fuck!

Fuck!

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!

We need to go to my place
first and get supplies.

- Dan...
- Yeah, I know.

I know.

No. I mean it.

- Go.
- (SIREN WAILS)

Alright. Pull forward.
Trish is still home.

- Alright. Back in a sec.
- OK.

(CLANK!)

Dan, is that you?

Yep.

I didn't hear you come home.

What are you doing in here?

Oh, you know, just checking
that everything's OK.

We're so lucky, Dan. The house is fine.

How's your mum?

Um...

The care home was damaged, but...

But she's fine, which is good.

I just can't believe this has happened.

Yes. Yes, it was unexpected.

We carry on with our
lives day in, day out.

But we forget that Mother
Nature dances to her own beat

and she cares not for the
petty whims of mortals.

Mmm.

- It just makes you...
- Think.

- ... horny.
- Really?

Life could be taken away
from us at any second, Danny.

None of us know when.

All we have is this moment.

That just makes me
more anxious than horny.

- (CLANK!)
- What was that?

What have you got there? What's that?

Oh, wait. It does make me horny.

Come on, Dan. What
the fuck are you doing?

(MOUTHS SILENTLY)

(MOUTHS SILENTLY)

- Did you just...
- I had to fuck her to get past her.

Wow.

- I mean, that was fast, Dan.
- Thank you.

How did you even... ?
I mean, that's like...

... 45 seconds.

I faked it.

(BOTH LAUGH)

- Did you get the stuff?
- Yeah, I did.

Hey, Dan, you didn't ever
fake it with me, did you?

- Every time.
- (GROANS)

(SIRENS WAIL)

(ALARMS RING)

(HELICOPTER WHIRRS OVERHEAD)

Shit!

Well, that's a bust.

What do you want to do now?

- Have you got your seatbelt on?
- Yeah.

Why? Sammy...

Sammy!

Fuck.

- (GAGS)
- (FLIES BUZZ)

- Alright. So that's where it is.
- Yeah. That's it. Yeah.

I'm going to go and make sure
no-one's in Chris's office.

They'd be able to see
this from up there.

(FLIES BUZZ)

(GAGS)

(GLASS BREAKS)

- Whoa.
- Sammy.

What happened?

Oh, it's really terrible.
There were some looters.

Was it you?

Yeah.

See the shit that Chris
has got in his drawers?

Look at this. Want some gold bullion?

No, that's... that's fine.

People always loot on days like this.

You've really got to get in early.

- Do you want a packet of pencils?
- Yes, please.

Listen, um, this building
is incredibly unsafe.

You should probably go.

Is that why you came
back? To check I was OK?

Yep.

Aww. I really think you
might be my best friend.

- Really?
- Oh, maybe not.

Listen, uh, you should go

and probably leave via the main
entrance for safety reasons.

(GLASS SHATTERS)

I thought the mindless
destruction of a tyrant's office

would dull the pain of spurned love.

I've never been dumped before.

- Ah... you and Fairbank have, uh...
- Yeah.

Can you believe it?
The nerve of the guy.

You know, I could have anyone.

You know, I slept with
a member of Depeche Mode.

Which one?

Don't know. But it was one of them.

Yeah, look, do you know what
might cheer you up right now?

Is to go and loot other venues

and leave via the main
entrance of this building.

Well, I suppose I could
go via Dick Smith's

and see if I could steal a microwave.

There you go.

You know, this is
Fairbank's loss, not yours.

Just move forward and
leave via the main entrance.

Oh, yeah. You see, I really
think you might be my best friend.

- And you mine.
- Aww.

Right. Leave via the main exit.

Eh, plus, it fucking stinks out there.

You might want to get
rid of that corpse.

Hey, guys, keep all the patients safe

until the buses to the temporary
accommodation arrive. Alright?

How many are we responsible for on site?

Exactly 42. Some are injured.

Some are confused and
have a tendency to wander.

If you see anyone do
that, you shoot to kill.

I'm kidding.

But, seriously, don't
let them bugger off.

If any of them go missing,

apparently their families
will lose their shit.

OK, I suggest that we station one
of you at either end of the street,

secure the exit points.

I'll stay in this general vicinity,
establish a strong base camp.

Fairbank, it is like working
with the Leonardo da Vinci

of care home bus waiting logistics.

- Makes you think, doesn't it?
- What does?

How each of these people was young once.

Worried about their
deadlines and shopping lists,

convinced that their
jobs were important.

And at the end of their
lives, what do they have?

No-one who cares about them,
no-one left to hold them.

Hey, they've got Tim Tams.

Um...

Em... Emily, um...

I need to go and try and patch
things up with my girlfriend.

I'm going to need you
here till the buses arrive.

Yep. You're ri... (GAGS)

(COUGHS)

Yeah. Keep going.

Oh, oh, this is so shoddy.

Oh, what do you expect? It's Chris.

It's glass fibre-reinforced concrete.

What?

If this job were done properly,

there'd be a thick layer of
plastic and then 20ml steel rebar.

Instead, Chris has just
put down a Type A aggregate.

I don't recognise any of those words.

Chris has cut corners.

Instead of steel reinforcement,

he strengthened the concrete

by putting fibreglass shavings in it.

This concrete is going to
be very difficult to break.

How do you know so much about this?

My first job out of jail was
for the council. Roadworks.

Oh, lovely.

Yes. It was divine.

You keep an eye out.

I'll get started.

(COUGHS)

(SIREN WAILS)

REPORTER: The central business district

has been completely sealed off.

The car park floor fell
through into the basement.

Along with it went a whole number
of motor cars and people, of course.

REPORTER: A local hotel
had its facade sheared off,

while police kept onlookers at bay

for fear of further building collapses.

Two wings of the Royal Newcastle
Hospital had to be evacuated

earlier today because they,
too, were shattered in the quake.

The city, still numb with shock,
now prepares for a long night ahead.

(BOTH GROAN)

Where are we taking him?

- Uh... the beach.
- Ha.

- Nice day for it.
- Yeah.

Hello!

Hi!

I've got to get my car. You know?

After all the excitement,
I forgot I left it here.

Right. Of course.

God, what a day, hey?

Yeah.

Who would have thought?

It's been full of surprises.

At first, I thought a bomb had gone off.

Thankfully, it's just an earthquake.

(LAUGHS, SNIFFS)

Gosh, it does smell a
bit ripe around here.

- It's a burst sewer pipe.
- Ah.

Oh!

Forgot to pay for parking.

Goddammit.

You wouldn't have any
coins on you, would you?

- I just... I don't have any change.
- Oh, do you know what?

Just drive through. Just go for it.

Oh, thank you.

You work here?

No. My car's broken down.

Oh, my husband, he's a mechanic.

I can get him, if you like.

- No, that's fine.
- Almost done.

Have you back on the road in no time.

Wow.

This earthquake has really brought out

the Novocastrian spirit, hasn't it?

People are really looking
out for each other.

They really are.

Oh, alright, then, love.

- See ya.
- See ya. Drive safe.

- Thank you.
- OK.

(ENGINE STARTS)

(GRUNTS, BREATHES HEAVILY)

Do you want me to take over for a bit?

No. I just need a little break. Oh...

- Yeah.
- Oh, jeez, I could use a smoke.

When I was working on the
roads, everyone smoked.

Chris has probably got some.

- Hey.
- Yeah.

Oh, I shouldn't be doing this.

Trish wants to try for a baby.

She'd kill me if she saw me doing this.

She's always trying to kill me.

She has a good heart.

She's not good enough for you, Dan.

- (SPLUTTERS)
- What? I mean it.

Look, what Trish and I
have, it's not perfect.

Better than going around thinking
no-one's good enough for you.

We're not kids anymore, Sammy.

Relationships aren't fun,
they're hard fucking work.

God, it used to be fun.

Yeah, it used to be so easy.

Imagine being that person
again, before all the mistakes.

(SCOFFS) Well...

Do you remember when we stole this?

Uh, you stole it.

Uh-huh, you created the diversion.

- Oh, that's right.
- Yeah.

Yeah. What did I say to the guy?

- You asked him about types of pipes.
- That's right. Yeah.

A present for my dad.

(LAUGHS)

- That guy was terrifying.
- Yeah, I know.

He was a proper World War II veteran.

Imagine what that guy had seen.

I used to think he was so old.

He's probably about
the same age we are now.

Remember, he grabbed you.

He was like, "I know what you're up to."

Yeah.

Zippos and cigs spilling
out of your shirt.

I know. You were amazing.

You were like, "Get your
fucking hands off her.

I'm gonna fucking kill
you if you hurt her."

- Probably weighed, what? 130lb?
- Yeah.

That guy would have fought Nazis.

Yeah. Worked, though.

It was a cool way to find
out you liked me, too.

Good way to get a free Zippo.

Oh... (COUGHS)

(THUDDING)

- Arggh!
- God...

- Get it off. Get it off. Get it off.
- I'm coming. I'm coming.

Fuck.

Arrgh!

(GROANS)

Dan, I'm so sorry.

Oh... God.

- Fuck.
- Oh, it just dropped down on me.

- Is it broken?
- No. No.

I don't know if I
can swing left-handed.

Ha-ha. I'll dig. I'll dig.

- Oh.
- Oh.

How are we going to
lift a body out, Sammy?

I don't know.

- We need help.
- No.

- Sammy.
- No!

There's no help, Dan.

It's just us.

(CHOPPER FLIES OVERHEAD)

Where's Julia?

Don't know who that is.

Sorry. The buses will be here soon.

She won't know where I've gone.

That's the least of her worries.

She's been dead for 30 years.

Emily, where are the buses?

On their way now.

They've been at rescue
sites all over the city.

Look, I just really need to see Fiona.

Oh, Fiona, hey?

Ooh... Fiona.

(SOFTLY) Oh, my stars.

- MRS ATKINS: You got a light?
- I don't smoke. Sorry.

Where's Dan? He said he'd be back soon.

I don't know who that is either.

I'm sorry.

- (THUNDER RUMBLES)
- I expect he's with the Cooper girl.

Can't keep that pair apart.

What... ?

Which... which Cooper girl?

Tess? Sammy?

Sammy. Yes. Where's the Vermouth?

I took care of it, Dan.

It's a terrible thing.

What... what...

- What did you take care of?
- Oh, I didn't.

I always say that boy is part fish.

(HORN HONKS)

OK, guys, let's start
getting them all on the buses.

Fairbank, I'm gonna need
you up here assisting.

- Rain's about to start.
- Yeah. I'm coming.

What was taken care of?

Have you got a light?

Thank you.

Chris's car park is cracked
wide open, flies everywhere.

I can't move his body on my own.

Terrible thing.

(THUNDER RUMBLES)

Arrgh! (GRUNTS)

I need a proper bandage, Sammy.

Come on, Terry, you
fucking sack of shit.

Did you hear what I
said? Look at my hand.

Yeah, I can't fix that right now.

- You can't do everything by yourself.
- Yes, I can. I have to.

(CAR APPROACHES)

Hey, fuckface.

Jim?

Bev?

Sammy.

(GAGS AND COUGHS)

Hey, Dan.

Looks like you won't be wanking
with that hand any time soon.

What is she doing here?

I can't believe Mum told you. I
knew you'd tell her everything.

- I'm here to help you.
- Come on.

You're just going to
use this against us.

How can I use it against you?
I'm an accomplice now, you idiot.

Yeah. Mum told us because she
knew something had gone wrong.

That's why we're here. We're family.

Fuck, yeah. We're fam... (GAGS)

You are not family.

Where do you think your
mum and kids are right now?

Your house is fucked and
it's pissing down with rain.

They're at my place.

Now, you need to trust me,

even if it's just for tonight.

Sammy...

- Alright.
- Alright.

Bev, go to the car and get the
first aid kit, strap Dan's hand.

It's in the boot. Do it now.
- Oh...

(GRUNTS)

James.

Samantha.

(GAGS AND RETCHES)

Yeah, I know.

(CHATTER CONTINUES IN THE BACKGROUND)

Are you right?

Here you go.

- I'm Bev.
- I'm Dan.

Fun dating a Cooper, isn't it?

Oh...

- I've got Terry juice all over me.
- I know.

There's not much solid Terry left.

Just get him in.

(BOTH STRAIN)

Arrgh!

- You are buying me a new car.
- What?!

We're never going to get this smell out.

This is an executive vehicle.

- Should have used Christos's car.
- (LAUGHS)

Can you imagine? He'd
be like, "Oh, my God... "

- Don't you fucking dare.
- Christos.

What's Dan doing here?

Hey, did you give him
a hand job so he'd help?

- (LAUGHS)
- Wow.

Fuck. That's a classic.

Yes, so nice of you, Chris,
to finally turn up and help us.

Well, I can't win an election

with a big fucking Terry-shaped
hole in my car park, now, can I?

Oh, my God. You're a psychopath.

You're the one covered
in decomposed soft tissue.

(GAGS)

You can't just leave the
car park looking like this.

What if the cops showed up?
Have any of you thought of that?

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

See, Dan hadn't thought of that. Ha!

- Why does he keep talking about Dan?
- Oh...

I'll take care of it, alright?
It'll be fixed in the morning.

So... I am helping you.

You're going to find
someone to pour concrete now?

I'm Greek. Concrete's our thing.

(RETCHES)

That's big surf.

JIM: It's fucking big surf.

Shore breakers.

It means the waves are
breaking right on the shore.

Yeah, I know!

What kind of board you got?

I dunno. I haven't ridden it
since school. Single finner.

(THUNDER RUMBLES, LIGHTNING CRACKS)

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION)

- What's that for?
- To weigh him down.

- Oh.
- It's not my first rodeo.

- OK. Come on.
- OK.

Alright.

Hey.

- I didn't think you were coming.
- Sorry, we moved to Bev's.

I had to wait for Grandma
and Tess to fall asleep.

It's fine. I don't think
we should go tonight.

Have you changed your mind?

No. It's just... This
weather. Let's go tomorrow.

You're not chickening
out on me, are you?

No. I'm not.

- I can't stay here.
- Good.

Me neither.

I'll come and get you
tomorrow, I promise.

- OK.
- OK.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION)

20 years ago, I would have
been out there in a second.

Dan, what about your hand?

I'll make do.

Listen, there's no point in doing
this if I don't do it properly.

I'm going to take him
out as far as I can go.

OK.

- If anything happens to me...
- What?! No.

Keep an eye on Mum?

No. No.

We'll take Terry somewhere else.

We'll get a fishing
boat. We'll go tomorrow.

- It has to be now.
- No!

Dan, this is how my dad...

No. We're doing this another time.

Sammy, going to jail ruined my life.

Lenny can't go there. He's a good boy.

You're going to be a great dad.

Oh, fuckin' hell!

I don't know what's worse,

the smell of this rotting
corpse or seeing that.

(COUGHS) I'm gonna spew.

(LIGHTER CLICKS)

OK, Dan. He's ready.

(LIGHTER CLICKS)

Right.

I'm gonna swim out
with you as far as I can

and get you past the shore break.

I'll be fine by myself.

Oh, thank fuck. I really
didn't want to do it.

It's cold and dark as shit out there.

Come on, mate.

(LIGHTER CLICKS)

- I'll see you soon.
- OK.

(LIGHTER CLICKS)

I think he's gonna be OK.

Fuck. Look at him go!

Yeah. Perfect.

(LIGHTER CLICKS)

(GASPS)

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