All language subtitles for The.Castle.1997.720p.BluRay.x264.AAC-[YTS.MX].ENG.B

- Dad!
- Yeah, mate?

I dug another hole.
It's filling with water.

You are fucking kidding me.
I cleared that tray three fucking times!

- Mr. Denuto.
- Yeah?

Ron Graham, Hammersley and Laycock.
Got your note during the week.

Oh, yeah. Yeah.
Um, sit down.

Now, the Kerrigan matter.

Well, we're going
to be taking it further.

Yes, we totally understand,
and we're here on behalf
of our client to apologize.

- We made a mistake.
- You have?

Yes, it appears that the house
belonging to Mr. Kerrigan was
grossly undervalued by mistake,

and our client would like
to rectify the situation.

- Well, what are you offering?
- Another $25,000.

- Whoa.
- As a separate cash check.

You know, Darryl, my client,

is disputing
the compulsory purchase.

Yes, though with
the correct valuation,

we thought this may put
the dispute to rest.

What if it doesn't?

If I were you,

I would advise Mr. Kerrigan
against taking any further action.

This is
a multi-billion dollar project.

It's been in planning
for a long time.

If this action were to delay
or spoil the plans,

the understandable anger
could well spill into something else.

- Are you threatening?
- Hang on.

I just came in here,
apologized and increased
the offer by $25,000.

- I'm sorry.
- And that offer should
be put to Mr. Kerrigan...

with your strongest
possible recommendation.

Tell 'em to get stuffed.

- It's $25,000, Darryl.
- Don't you get this, Dennis?

Darryl, they're
offering 25 grand extra.

Dennis, this is not about money.
I am not leaving my house.

- Tell 'em I'm not moving.
- They're not gonna be happy.

- Who cares?
- I mean, they're
gonna be really unhappy.

- So what are you telling me, Dennis?
- Nothing, Darryl.

- Did they threaten you?
- Not me, really.

- They threatened me.
- Not exactly. They just said--

- They fucking well threatened me.
- They just said--

I want you to get on that phone
right now and tell 'em where
they can shove their 25 grand.

Darryl, " them"
is the Barlow Group,

people used
to getting their way.

Now, they want
to expand the airport,

and there's one bloke
who's a pain in the ass.

Tell 'em to get stuffed.

More, darling?

Oh, no. No, love. That was beautiful.
What do you call that?

lce cream.

Yeah, but what you've done with it.
What did you do to it?

Scooped it out of the tub.

Did I do the right thing?

Oh, yes, sweetheart,
you did the right thing.

- Twenty-five grand, Dad.
- Yeah, but not that way, Steve.

We're not gonna
take the money.

- I want to tell you a story.
- Oh, good.

- About how your father and I met.
- I know this one.

Not all of it, Dale.

You see, I used to go out
with a very handsome young man,

well-to-do,
called Bob Thompson.

Big Bob Thompson.
What's he doing now, eh?

Putting in fence posts
in the country.

- He runs a construction company.
- So he says.

Well, anyway, one night he took me
to the greyhounds.

- He put on a real show.
We ate at the carvery.
- What did you have?

Uh, pork.

Anyway, we had wine, champagne.

He put on all my bets,
and he was just sweeping me off my feet.

And I wouldn't have
been at all surprised
if he'd popped the question.

Well, anyway, later on--
I don't know what it was--

But out of the corner of my eye
I spotted this lanky bloke...

- struggling with one of his greyhounds.
- Red Rocket.

- That's you, Dad.
- Now, Bob, he went off to talk
to one of the stewards.

And this young fella,
he comes right up to me
and starts chatting to me...

and he asks me out.

And I said,
"Well, I'm on a date."

Well, he backed right off.

He said he wasn't cutting
anyone's lunch,
and he wished me good night.

And I thought,
"That man has principles."

And from that day on,
I've only had eyes for one man.

Hook, line and sinker.

And that's what I love about him:
his principles.

So we're not taking
the money, Steve.

Hang on. I'll get it.

What was the carvery like?

- Yeah?
- Mr. Kerrigan.

- Yeah? What?
- I've just got a message to pass on.

- From who?
- I'm just passing on a message.

- Are you from the council?
- No, I'm not from the council.

- The company.
- I'm just passing on
a message, Mr. Kerrigan.

They always send
someone different, don't they?

The message is,
"Take the offer and shut up."
Understood?

- Are you threatening me?
- I'm just passing on a message.

- Fuck off, you clown! Fuck off!
- Mr. Kerrigan--

- You better watch your mouth, pal.
- You heard my dad.

- Now, fuck off!
- Whoa, whoa, whoa. Whoa. Fine.

I'm just trying
to tell you.

And what the fuck do you think
you're doing?

You know what I said after Wayne.
No more guns in the house.

- Yeah, but he was threatening you.
- Where did you get it?

- Trading Post.
- And what did you pay for it?

- One-eighty.
- What was he asking?

- Two-fifty.
- He was dreaming.

- Yeah.
- Get rid of it.

Sell it.

Pricks!

All right. All right.

I might pass on
a message of my own.

Don't bullshit me, pal.
I know why you want Highview Crescent.

It's because you're
too much of a tight-ass
to fill in the quarry.

It's easier to knock down
people's houses than it
is to fill in a hole.

Well, what do
you say to that?

Get off my property
or I'll call the police.

Fuck the police! You're the asshole
who had my car smashed!

Settle down, mate.
Settle down.

It's just what
he wants us to do.

Let's just keep our cool.
We don't wanna do anything stupid.

- Darryl John Kerrigan?
- You know who I am, Mick.

- Darryl John Kerrigan.
- Yes, officer?

Were you on Lansell Road,
Toorak at approximately
2:30 this morning?

- No.
- Is there anyone who can verify
your whereabouts at that hour?

Yeah, yeah. Everyone in this house.
While we've still got it.

- Daz, I know you did it.
- I told you, mate.
I don't know anything--

- Shut up. I'm not going to book you.
This is just a warning.

I know what's going on.
No one wants to see you get
the rough end of the stick,

but you're gonna have
to watch yourself.

- Otherwise, you'll end up losing more
than this house.
- Mick.

Darryl, I've seen it happen, mate.
Now, settle down.

If you wanna take 'em on,
do it the right way. By the book.

- All right, Mick.
- Oh, and, uh, Daz?

- Yeah?
- Put them gates around the back.

Oh.

Now, listen.
Things are gettin' a bit serious.

Last night I had a visit
from some hired thug.

- Yeah, me too.
-What do you mean, you too?

A man, he come to my house and he say,
"Stop with the court business."

If no stop, he have friend
who come and beat me.

And I say,
"You have friend, I have friend.

My friend come to your house,
put bomb under your car
and blow you to fucking sky."

- What'd he do?
- He get scared and he leave.

- I bet he did.
- I-I don't really
have friend like this,

but, you know, I'm Arab and people think
all Arab have bomb.

You're a bloody ripper, Farouk.
That's fuckin' fantastic.

- Excuse the French, Evonne.
- Get your hand off it, Darryl.

Anyway, um,
I was worried for everyone.

I just didn't want to force
anyone into this. Farouk?

No, I'm with you,
Mr. Darryl.

- Evonne?
- What are they gonna do
my ex hasn't done?

- Jack?
- Yeah, fuck 'em.

Well, Dennis Denuto
is acting on our behalf.

We've gotta be
in federal court next Tuesday.

Does he think
we've got a good case?

Well, he reckons it just has
to contravene the Constitution.

And the Constitution
is the biggest law we've got.

How much?

Ah, good point, Evonne. Steve?

Now, all up,
it's gonna cost 1,500.

Now, that's 750 now,
750 in six months' time.

So 150 each.

And, Jack, I know you can't do it,
so I'm kickin' in for you.

Oh, good on you, Darryl.
I'll pay you back.

- Evonne?
- Yeah, fine.

- Farouk?
- I pay cash now.

No, no, no, hold your horses.
What is it with wogs and cash?

Anyway, it's
bargain-basement prices,

and, uh, you'd better
wear a suit this time, Farouk.

What's this Dennis Denuto
like, Darryl?

Ah, he's a lawyer.
This is about the law.

He's gotta know
what he's doin'.

Um... all--
all right.

Gi-Give me
one moment...

and I--
and I will.

Um... it's the--

the, um-- the--

the Constitution
of Australia.

This is a blatant violation...

of the Constitution
of the Commonwealth of Australia.

And when it comes
to violations,

they don't come
any bigger.

What section of the Constitution
has been breached?

Section?

Wh-What section?

There is no one section.

It's just the vibe of the thing.

I'm afraid, Mr. Denuto,
you'll have to be more specific.

Oh, yeah,
sure, sure.

I was just starting general,
and then I was getting...
more specific...

with the-- the, um--
Just one moment, please.

The, um--

Jesus, Darryl,
I am sweatin' here.

You're killin' them,
Dennis.

I don't even know
Roman numerals.

Um-- It's-- It's--

Ju--
I've got it here.

It's the... section 51,

uh, second
from the bottom.

"The Parliament shall
have power to make laws...

with respect to copyrights,
patents of inventions...

and designs
and trademarks."

It's all part of it.

This is what I'm getting at.
That's my point.

It's-- It's
the vibe of it.

All right. Taken.

Do you have a precedent
which supports...

this...vibe?

Uh... yes.

Yes, I do.
Um, just one moment.

What's the name
of the famous aboriginal?

- Cathy Freeman.
- No, the court case.

- Evonne Goolagong.
- No, no, no. Ma-- Mabo.

Mabo.

What about it?

That's your classic case
of big business...

trying to take land,

and they couldn't.

Mr. Denuto,
the Mabo decision...

pertains to the specific
issue of native land title
and terra nullius.

Yeah.

So what part of the judgment
is relevant to this case?

A-Again, i-it's just
the vibe of it.

Actually, may I
approach the bench?

Am I wasting
my time here?

Your case
is not strong.

- Am I sort of in the ballpark though?
- I'm a judge.

I understand.
Can you just give me an angle?

I'm sorry, Mr. Denuto.
I can't.

Understood.
Understood.

I think I've got
a good one anyway.

In summing up,
i-it's the Constitution,

it's Mabo,
it's justice, it's law.

It's the vibe,
and, uh--

No, that's it.
It's the vibe.

I rest my case.

That was sensational.

Counsel for the respondent?

Your Honor, I don't wish to waste
any more of your time.

- Appreciated.
- All our arguments are contained
in the forward documents,

and we'd be more than happy
for that to constitute
the case for the respondent.

Thank you. So be it.

I call a one-hour
adjournment.

Good on ya, Dennis.
That shut 'em up.

I'm going for a bit
of a breather, mate.

How you goin'?

Oh, fine. Fine.

- Got a case comin' up?
- Uh, no, no.

I'm here to see someone.
I'm-I'm a spectator today.

- Are you?
- My son's first appearance.

Oh? Do you reckon
he'll get off?

Oh, no, no.
He's a barrister.

- He's appearing for
the first time as a barrister.
- Congratulations.

- Thank you.
- Uh, Darryl Kerrigan.

- Lawrence Hammill.
- G'day, Lawrence.

Barrister, eh?
He'd need a degree for that.

Yes, yes. He-He's got a couple,
actually.

- Ah, you must be as proud as punch.
- Well, you know.

Oh, I know.
I've got a daughter.

Diploma certificate,
fully qualified hairdresser.

The day she came home
and told me she'd got
into Sunshine Tech...

- was the proudest day of my life.
- Yes, yes, I can imagine.

Yeah, sure makes us parents
look like a bunch of dodos, eh?

You wouldn't have dreamt
of doing what your son's done.

No, no. Anyway, Darryl,
what brings you here?

Our bloody government's
trying to take my house.

This new Air Link thing.
I mean, imagine that.

Sal and me, we brought up
our whole family in that house,

and they think they
can just walk in--

Anyway, we're takin' 'em
to court.

Bloody outrageous.
It's gotta be against the Constitution.

Yes, it is outrageous.
Who's acting for you?

- Dennis Denuto.
- Uh, never heard of him.

You wouldn't have.
He just does our local area.

Yeah, but I've never heard of him
in Constitutional law.

Oh, no, you wouldn't.
No, he does conveyancing mainly.

You know, wills, petty theft,
that sort of thing.

But hey, it's all based
on the Constitution.

Yes. Yes, in a way.

- Good bloke though.
- Yes. Sounds like it.

Anyway, uh,
I'd better be going.

- Sure.
- Nice talking to you, Lawrie.

- Nice talking to you, Darryl.
- And good luck with your boy.

Thanks, Darryl.
I hope everything works out.

Ah, yeah, yeah.
I'm pretty confident.

I find in favor
of the respondent.

Yes!

It's them, Darryl.

But we was respondin'
to them.

We lost, Darryl.
I'm sorry.

Dad reckons he must have
sat there for an hour.

He said it was like being kicked
in the guts with the back end of a bus.

Dad had to explain to Farouk
that they had lost.

It was really hard
telling Evonne too.

But the toughest one
was Jack.

Trace and Con
were great though.

Good on you, Dad. You stood up to them.
I'm so proud of you.

I'm so impressed with your fighting
quality, Mr. Kerrigan.

Thanks, mate.

And can I just say how disenchanted
I am with our legal system.

Dad was very quiet
after losing the court case.

I'd never seen him so down.

He even stopped complimenting Mum
on her cooking.

You all right there,
Darryl?

Yeah.

Dad?

Someone's, uh,

sellin' a telephone box.

They said no
to an extension.

Dennis says we've got
to be out in two weeks.

Two weeks?

I haven't told Wayne yet.

I think Dad felt he'd let
everyone down, but especially Wayne.

That's why he'd been
puttin' off tellin' him.

He just couldn't think of a way
to break it to Wayne.

I told Dad not to worry.
I knew how to tell Wayne we'd lost.

- We lost.
- Lost?

Yeah.

Did Dad do his nut?

Nah, he's gone all quiet.

Quiet?

Yeah. I think he thinks
he's let everyone down.

Letus down?

Yeah, that's what I think.

See, especially you.

I think he was lookin' forward
to the day you came back to the house.

Well, you tell Dad...

the only reason
I loved that house is 'cause
it had him and Mum in it...

and like... everyone else.

Wherever they go,
I'll love...

as long as it
has them in it.

And all those lawyers
and government people
can just go and get fucked.

"...as long as it
has them in it.

And all those lawyers
and government people
can go and get fucked."

Ah, he wanted me to change
that " get fucked" bit, but I forgot.

On you, mate.

I'd better keep packin'.

Dad?

Steven.

I can, uh, get you
some more boxes, if you want.

No, I think I'll be all right,
Steve.

Dad?

You haven't let anyone down.

I don't know what the opposite of...
lettin' someone down is,

but you done
the opposite.

When are you
gonna sign 'em?

- I don't know.
- They gotta be done by Friday.

I can't.

lcan't.
I just can't.

Darryl, we gotta go.

Yeah, I know.
I know we lost.

I know we gotta get out
of this place.

I know this is no longer
our house, but I'll be buggered
if I can sign those papers.

I just cannot physically
pick up the pen and sign them.

Did you speak
to Jack?

Yeah, yeah. His son-in-law's moved
to Perth, so he's no help.

Poor Jack.

Listen, I-I told him
he could stay with us
until we work somethin' out.

How'd you go
with the agent?

Two-bedroom units
are $80,000.

A flat.

With four people,
the greyhounds,

five cars,

the boat and Jack.

It'll be okay.

- And what are we gonna do with Wayne?
- Wayne'll understand.

You know he keeps a photo
of this place on his wall.

I know.

He gets out after five years,
we have to put him in a laundry
smaller than his cell.

- Maybe we rent.
- Rent?

We not only lose our place,
we're payin' for someone else's.

- Oh, Darryl--
- I'm starting to understand
how the aborigines feel.

Have you been drinkin'?

Well, this house
is like their land.

It-It holds
their memories.

The land is their story.
It's everything.

You just can't pick it up
and plonk it down somewhere else.

This country's gotta stop
stealin' other people's land.

Dad? There's someone
here to see you.

G'day, Darryl.

Lawrie.

So I thought
I'd come and visit.

- But how'd you find us?
- You know us dodos.

- We've got a few tricks up our sleeves.
- Don't I know it.

I, uh, heard
about the decision.

Yeah. Yeah, well,
that's the way these things are.

- How'd your boy go?
- Oh, fine. Yeah, fine.

- Great.
- Darryl, I wonder if I
could put something to you.

Yeah, sure.

I don't think I
introduced myself fully.

You see, I'm retired now,
but I'm actually a lawyer myself.

Three degrees in the family.
I'd like to see your poolroom.

I'm, uh,
what's called a Q.C.

- Are you? A Q.C.? You're one of those?
- What's that?

- Uh, Queens Counsel.
- Oh, you counsel the queen?

Uh, they're the lawyers
rich people use, love.

Yeah, well, that's probably
the most accurate way of describing us.

I don't think Dennis
would be a Q.C.

N-No, no, I don't think.

Anyway, my specialty
as a Q.C...

was Constitutional law,
Australian Constitutional law.

Have you heard of
the Tasmanian Dams case?

- Um--
- Mabo?

Oh, the aboriginal guy,
told the government to shove it.

That's the one.

Uh, anyway, I've had quite
a bit to do with these over the years,

and I've had a look into your case
over the last few days,

and I think there's
a bit more to it.

- What do you mean?
- I think you've got a case.

- So Dennis was on the right track.
- Y-Yes.

I told you that judge
had it in for him.

I believe there's a section
of the Constitution...

about the government's right to acquire
land that hasn't been tested.

But Dennis tested it.

Well, I-I think we
could test it better.

Anyway, I would like
to appear on your behalf... gratis.

- No fee.
- Well, no, we couldn't.

I've done pretty well
out of this law caper over the years,

- so if you're happy for me
to take it further--
- Further?

But we've been
to the federal court.

How much further
can we take it?

Three weeks later,
Mr Hammill, Dad and Dennis

went to the High Court in Canberra.

Lawrie asked Dennis to be
his instructing solicitor.

Dennis was stoked,
but shittin' himself at the same time.

I'm shittin' myself.

- Shall we?
- Let's stick it up 'em.

And so Dad, or as he
was called by the judge--

Darryl John Kerrigan--

sat in the High Court
of Australia and put his case.

Or at least
Mr. Hammill did.

Dennis was very helpful too.
He was passing books around
like a librarian.

He even learnt Roman numerals
especially for the trip.

Um, paragraph, uh... 31.

- Thank you, Dennis.
- But Dad reckoned there
was no doubt about it.

From the moment he stood up,
Mr. Hammill was the star of the show.

Section 51,
paragraph 31.

"The parliament shall
have power to make laws...

with respect to the acquisition
of property on just terms."

Let's think about those words,
"on just terms" ...

and how they relate
to real people.

Your Honor, my client
built his home by the law,

in full accordance
with the law.

He doesn't know
about the extensions.

But does he have
the protection of the law?

How can the forcible removal
of a family, a good family,
from their home...

have the blessing
of our Constitution?

How can that be...
"just terms" ?

Dad reckoned it
was in the bag,

even though they had five times
more lawyers than we did.

My client has adhered
to the law, every law,

every statute from the Town Planning Act
to Civil Aviation Regulations.

But in what can only be described
as a last desperate measure,

my client is accused
of breaching none other
than the Constitution.

I mean, good Lord,
what else are we guilty of?

lnternational war crimes, hmm?

He's even paid people
to laugh for him.

I refer the court to His Honor
Mr. Justice Dixon's decision...

in Grace Brothers
and the Commonwealth.

As much as Dad hated to admit
it the other lawyer was good,

and he was gonna give us
a real run for our money.

A safeguard
to the commonwealth.

But if Mr. Hammill was worried,
he didn't show it. He kept right on at 'em.

...has acquired the status
of a constitutional guarantee,

which is designed
to protect the individual--

But everything he said,
they had an answer for.

- Your Honor, that statement
was obiter dictum.
- Was not!

Well, it wasn't.

- Was it?
- I don't know.

The interpretation of
"on just terms" was considered
in the Tasmanian Dams case.

The court took into account
the interests of the community,

such as, uh,
job creation--

Dad reckoned Dennis got
the hang of things real quick.

The main job of the senior counsel
was to provide backup for the Q.C.

Ah, yes. And this is further underlined
in Georgiades--

- And that's what Dennis did.
- Ah, utilitarianism.

The greatest good
for the greatest number.

But what this principle
fails to--

What this principle fails to take
into account...

is that competing rights cannot
be weighed one against the other.

Is a family's right to live freely
in their home outweighed--

It wasn't just
legal argument.

Mr. Hammill even put jokes in,
clever jokes.

...not that our children
will have a place to live,

but whether they'll have prompt delivery
of their parcels.

Dad thought
it was real funny,

even though he
didn't get it.

Suffer in your jocks.

In fact, there were
a lot of times he didn't quite
understand what was being said,

but one time he knew exactly
what was being said.

He's even approached
the appellant with an offer
of compensation,

a generous offer considering
the nature of the, uh, dwelling,

or as it might more accurately
be called, eyesore.

- What are you calling an eyesore?
- Darryl.

It's called a home,
you dickhead!

- Your Honor.
- Darryl!

It's a bloody fine one. If there
were more homes like that, we'd--

Have the jails full
of people like your son?

- Ah, this bloody asshole!
- Sit down, Darryl.

Mr. Hammill, I'm calling
an adjournment.

And I trust that your client
will, in the meantime, compose himself.

Mr. Lyle, I'll thank you
not to make any further value
judgments in this court.

I'm sorry, Lawrie.

That's all right, Darryl.

I was thinking
the same thing,

though not
in those words.

I wish I had your words.

How dare they?

I mean, an eyesore!

I mean, that--
that just goes to show
that they don't get it.

I mean, they're judging the place
by what it looks like,

and if it doesn't have
a pool or a classy front
or a big garden--

It's got a pretty good gate.

And then because of that,
it's not worth saving.

But it's not a house.
It's a home.

It's got everything.

People who love each other,
care for each other.

It's got memories.

Great memories.

It's a place
for the family to turn to,

come back to.

But that doesn't seem to mean as much
as a big fuckin' driveway.

Later it was time
for Mr. Hammill to sum up.

Dad said
he was unbelievable.

He reckoned he finished
like a champion greyhound.

People who love each other--

He quoted cases, he quoted laws.

But Dad nearly fell off
his chair when Mr. Hammill
finished by quoting Dad,

only better.

And somehow that's not worth
as much as a big driveway.

You may think our appeal
is based on emotion rather than law.

Not true.

It's about the highest law in
this country, the Constitution,

and one phrase within it:
"on just terms."

That's what this
is all about-- being just.

They want to pay only
for the house.

But they're taking away
more than that, so much more.

Sure, the Kerrigans
built a house,

then they built a home,
and then a family.

You can acquire a house,

but you can't
acquire a home,

because a home is not built
of bricks and mortar...

but love and memories.

You can't pay for it,

and you're just shortchanging
people if you try.

I can't speak for those
who wrote this document,

but I'll bet when they put in
the phrase " on just terms,"

they hoped
it would stop anyone...

shortchanging someone
like Darryl Kerrigan.

Thanks, Lawrence.

Thank you.

In the end, who knows whether
it was Dad's words or Mr. Hammill

or even Dennis' note passing--
...but we won the case.

...in favor
of the appellant.

Shit.

That's us.

Bullshit.
We won?

- We won.
- You little ripper!

Thanks, lads.

We won.

Dad was stoked
but suitably restrained.

He reckons the other side
didn't know what to do with themselves.

Dennis was so stunned,
he went all quiet.

Dad reckons he almost cried.
In fact, I think he did.

Mr. Hammill
just sat there for ages.

He reckoned it was the most satisfying
victory he'd had in 47 years.

Dad reckons it's important
to be noble in victory,
so he spoke to the other Q.C. ...

Oh, hey.

...the one who had a go at Wayne.

Bad luck.

You dickhead!

The case was all over
the news that night.

Good evening. First tonight,
a landmark decision in
the High Court today...

has confirmed the age-old saying,
"A man's home is his castle."

When the huge Air Link
consortium tried to compulsorily
acquire a string of homes...

on Melbourne's outskirts
earlier this year,

they didn't expect a fight.

- Well, they got one.
- It was a
case of Darryl versus Goliath...

in the High Court
of Australia today.

Mum reckons it's real funny
how one day you're not famous,

and then the next day
you are... famous,

and then you're not
anymore.

Dad had one of the biggest parties ever
that night back at home.

He invited everyone
from the neighborhood--

his friends,
family, in-laws.

This case has totally regained my faith
in the legal system.

Mr. Hammill even
brought his son along.

Really pleased to meet you.

Everyone was havin'
a real good time,

especially Mum and Dad.

I'd never seen them
so happy.

Dad invited everyone
up to Bonnie Doon.

I fix for you a special Farouk
pressure system.

Mr. Hammill said he'd love
to come. I don't think he'd
ever fished for carp.

Well, that party
went on and on and on.
Dad smiled all night.

See, this is why we need that patio.

The victory was reported
in all the papers.

It became known
as the Kerrigan Decision.

Jack, don't thank me.
This is the bloke.

Although Dad said,
as far as he was concerned,
it was Lawrie's victory.

And don't forget
Dennis here either.

That was the beginning
of a string of good luck
for our family.

Six months later
we got notice that Wayne would
soon be eligible for parole.

Dad rang Mr. Hammill,
who was more than happy
to come out of retirement again.

Wayne said the parole board
couldn't believe their eyes.

When Mr. Hammill walked in,
he reckons they granted him
parole out of shock.

Dennis became very well-known
after the case,

and people came from everywhere
to hire him.

He won a very big case,

a class action against people who put
lead in the landfill 15 years ago.

I think Mr. Hammill
helped him there too.
Dad is very happy for him.

He even bought himself
a new photocopier,

one that never breaks down.

And guess what. Mr. Hammill did go up
to Bonnie Doon.

At first Dad thought it was
out of politeness, but it can't be...

'cause he goes up there
all the time.

He and Dad still hit it off
as good as they did
the first day they met.

Coco never won another race,

but she had a son
which Dad called Son of Coco.

He hasn't won yet,
but Dad has high hopes.

Dad did finish the patio
in a Greek style, and the extension,

and he even put up those big iron gates
that he and Steve...

had gotten for a bargain
that night in Toorak.

Steve got back with Kerry,
his old girlfriend.

Eventually they got married
and had a little boy...
three weeks later.

"Baby carriage,
still in box."

Con and Trace
had a kid too.

He's already taken up kickboxing.
They are great parents.

Wayne started helping Dad
with the tow truck
and really made a go at it.

Dad's even more proud of him now
than when he was in jail.

It was Wayne's idea
to move into tray trucks.

Pretty soon they had two,
then three, then eight.

Who knows when it will stop?
Mum reckons 11.

She's as proud as punch
with all this.

And guess what. She did take up pottery.
She didn't even need lessons.

And Dad, well, he reckoned
he had got everything
he had ever wished for.

He often used to sit out on the patio
and just smile to himself.

And they still live
at 3 Highview Crescent,

even though it's only
them two living in it.

And Dad still calls it
"his castle."

My name's Dale Kerrigan,
and that was my story.