All language subtitles for The Straits s01e01 The Proposition.eng

£ Theme song

(Man sings in Indigenous language)

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Hey, bala, this could
cause some shit.

Yeah, he's skimmin'. What's he want?

Hey.

MAN: You sick of the bad weather?

Yeah, good cover, but.

Not so good for my arse.

You know my brother, Noel?

Hey, Noel.
Hey.

These are proper rifles, eh?

Military issue.

Hey, hold on, sunshine.

Can we see the goodies first?

(Speaks local language)

15 rifles. 8 more next month, huh?

Hey, hey, hey! What's that, fella?

Well, you were light last time.

Bullshit! I'm straight
with you guys.

So you gonna let me weigh this,
or what? So you can cheat me?

How do I know it's the right one?
Could be fuckin' bullshit.

You think you can steal
from us, you maggot?!

You think we don't know?
(Hubbub)

Hey, hey!
Shit!

(Fires multiple shots)

Huh?!

Piece of piss.

Argh! Argh! Argh!

(Fires)
(Shouts) What are you doing?

There's too many of them!

Here! Help me with the guns!

Fuck that! I'm not leaving
the gear here! Come on!

Shit!
Shit! You're kidding!

(Men yell aggressively)

(Machine gun fire)

Come on! Come on, brother! Let's go!

(Continues firing)

(Groans in pain)

(Aggressive yelling)

(Gunfire)

(Machine gun fire, men yell)

(Man groans in pain)

Hey, there's a place
on the Esplanade

you could pay to get that done.

(Groans)
Open your mouth, open your mouth.

Argh! He's gonna need
a bloody doctor!

We'll get one on Zey. Gotta go
straight to the airstrip.

That's four hours in the dinghy!

Well, get a fuckin' witch doctor!
How about that?

Just a scratch. He'll be fine.

Let's get the hell outta here!

Thanks, mate.

Can we just go?

You get to tell Dad about this one.

Call Sissi and line her up.

Look after yourself.

Yeah, always.

£ HIP-HOP

Sorry, bala. You early?
You arsehole.

Yeah, had a bit of trouble
with the car.

I've been waiting for three hours.
Yeah, sorry, mate.

With $500,000 worth of gear.
What's fuckin' wrong with you, huh?

Well, it was a bit
late notice, wasn't it?

Dipstick. Look at you.
Huh? What?

Fuckin' only had a couple of snorts.
It's all good.

We got six hours' drive in front
of us. I was gonna get some sleep.

I'm fine, mate. I'll get you there.

You tell me when you
go on the nod, alright?

Won't tell Dad, will you?

(Starts engine)

What do you think
are the necessary qualities

for a leader in my sort of business?

Ha. I dunno. Um...

Why? You asking me as your lawyer?

Nah.

I'm interested.

Which of my children, if any,

have the requisite abilities?

Do you really want me
to answer that?

You know what I'm thinking right now?

Who's this prick in PNG who's getting
a bit ambitious for his own good?

What tribe does he belong to?
Who's gonna deal with him?

And if we do deal with him, does he
have any relatives in the Straits

who might therefore wanna
fuck up my business?

And who do we know in Customs
in case he does?

I'm eating grapefruit with a
conspicuously attractive woman

and this is the sort of stuff
that occupies my mind.

You get my drift?

Harry, I hope you're not about to
set the cat amongst the pigeons.

Yo, I'm gonna ram the fucking pigeon
down its throat.

Here we go.

Gaz.

Gaz! Get up!

Gaz, come on, get up. We're here.

(Whimpers)

Hi, is that the champagne?

Yeah.
You can take it through there.

You want a hand with that?
Nah, I'll be right. Thanks, mate.

Ta.
It's from the homeowner.

It's a housewarming present.

Might help us forget
about the mortgage!

I'll catch up with you.

You're meant to have been and gone!

Get off my back. I've had a shit day.

Didn't know you were a country fan.

Oh, rack off.
(Chuckles)

WOMAN: Sissi is 25.

So when he's 60 and she'll be 63,
what then will that matter, huh?

Oh, but it's significant for David.

As his parents,
you could make him see

how short-sighted they're being.

Well, Kitty, but you know
kids today are different.

There be somebody else?
No, of course not.

I mean, he does have a girlfriend...
What's her name?

Abigail Namu.
Well, if that's all it is,

why don't I see what can be done?
(Dog barks)

Good girl, good girl.

Harry.

You know Mandy Kukuam?

Your boy got knocked out
in the Island Of Origin.

How's he going? Back on his feet?
He's a fine boy.

Yeah. Got a job on upstairs.
See you in a minute.

1,100. That's a tall bed.

Well, the idea was
to get a better view.

Coco can't make it up anymore.

You want me to make a dog bed?

I want a set of
dog stairs, obviously.

Oh, that's a relief.

Thought it might've
been something hot.

No, it's a present for Kitty, right?

Need to soften her up a little.
Well, that'd do it.

Give me a set of dog stairs,
I'm yours, you devil.

Don't give me any grief, alright?

I want a set of stairs so the dog
can get on the bed.

It's my bed, my wife, my dog!

So you gonna do it or not?!

Yeah, sure, yeah. Sorry.
Got a bit...

Don't know why I said that.

So you want, like, a grand staircase
or maybe something...

A tiny little spiral...
Piss off!

Toni and the kids coming tomorrow?

No. Why? It's a separation.

Wouldn't be very separate if she kept
coming over, would we?

I stand corrected.

Anyway, it's my marriage.
Your separation, actually.

(Speaks local language)

Gary went on the nod, didn't he?

Dad, he did his shift.
Don't lie to me!

So...

Tell me about PNG.

The guy's definitely skimming.

As soon as we pulled out the scales,
he went totally tropical.

You calmed the situation
how, exactly?

Hey, I think the feeling was mutual.

I don't want any PNG payback bullshit
on the books.

How hard is that to understand?

You're my son.

I don't wanna hear about you coming
back with holes in you

because you took a stupid risk.

What about the chemical?
Shotty hit the package.

I'd say we lost about
80 grand's worth.

So, we lost 80 grand's
worth of product,

we got one man with
an arrow in his face,

and instead of laying the package
down at Thabulag, like you should've,

you took it straight to the airstrip
and flew it out in broad daylight.

You can't bury a package
with holes in it.

Obviously.

We got a bit unlucky, fair enough.

But these guys need to learn
a bit of respect.

If we don't mean business,
then who are we?

Our business is about
minimising risk, Noel.

Be tough when it counts.

But let the small fry
handle the small fry.

I'll talk to the Chinaman.

Tell him his man's skimming.

Tell him to make up our package.

Now, in future, no gunplay on PNG.

You pull a gun on someone,
it means you lost an argument.

(Sighs)

What?

Her name's Abigail.

Abigail Namu.

Lovely.

Lovely, Grace. Yawo.

Good girl. (Sighs)

The Chinaman get back to you?

He's coming good with the chemicals.

A-F-I-L-S-T-O-X.

Foxtails.

Ah!
(Laughs)

Sissi, David Kukuam's
in town next week.

I thought we'd have
him around for kaikai.

Why?
He's a nice boy.

He's a nice boy for a fisherman.
What's he got to do with me?

Put him down for Thursday.

Make sure you're there.

Morning, mister.

Oh, sorry. Morning.
(Chuckles)

Picking up today?

Yeah, about 2:00.

You'd better take Gary with you.
What? Nah.

Yeah. Your papa, he right.

We were short. He might be trouble.

MAN: Bit harsh, Harry.
It's Noel's way of taking charge.

Well, it's not the first time, is it?

There was that thing on the trawler
when he shot that bloke in the arse

and that Yugoslav from Sydney.
Come on! Up!

Up here. Come on.
He's still young.

Mate, he's 32.

Come on, Coco. Up! Here!

Coco! Here! Up! Come on!

Up here! Up!
(Growls)

Up... Up...

(Yawns)

She's not a wolfhound, mate.

Gotta be a lot smaller.

Sorry. My first set of dog stairs.

I'm relying on you, mate.

I need 'em perfect.

OK.

(Whimpers)

I'm not gonna marry him.

Oh...

Right.

Well, I don't think
you'll have to, love.

As I understand it, the young bloke's
got a girlfriend.

Who's apparently being
married off to someone else.

Oh.

Is she now?

I don't care what Mum does.

You can shoot me, if you like,

but I'm not spending
my life on an island

with someone who never
went through high school.

Let things take their course.

It'll work out.

'Take their course.'

What does that mean?

It means it'll work out.

They're short. Give me your phone.

Why?

'Cause if he sees my number,
he won't pick up.

Noel.
What?

Why don't we call Dad?

Harry, go through.

You tell them to come out.

We'll wait here.

I don't want any trouble
around the bikes, brother.

Let's hope they don't
start any... brother.

(Mobile phone rings)

No. I'll be there, Tone.

I'm in a meeting.
I gotta go. OK. Bye.

Parent-teacher thing.

Your boy was
a bit rude on the phone.

He was upset.

So am I, Bonnie.

You owe me 50 grand.

You were short.
Nah.

You docked us 50,000 on top
of the 80,000 we were short.

You delivered short,
so I delivered short.

That makes me look
like a wank stain.

How do you think I feel about
looking like a wank stain, Noel?

A bit clammy?

I got the fuckin' thing
shot out from under me,

so I'm a bit narky myself,

in case you hadn't noticed.
Shit happens!

Yeah, alright, so?
So I better get my 50.

Or things are gonna
get a bit tropical.

Hope you bought a fuckin' gun, Noel,
'cause I did.

You all know P-Z?

He's my new sergeant-at-arms.

You pull a gun on me,
you're a dead man, pisshead.

Alright, lads, alright.

Now that we've rattled our sabres.

The fact is that you've got product
you haven't paid for,

so what are we doing?

Get us the balance of the chemicals

and we'll give you the 50
on top of the 80.

My boys pulled those chemicals
out of a shit storm, Bonnie.

We've got expenses of our own.

40 up-front or find yourself
another supplier.

Give it to him.

What's wrong with you?

Don't ever, ever let another man
know what you're feeling.

Drop me off at Edge Hill.

(Children chatter)

Hey, kiddo! How's kindy?

It's preschool.

How about a kiss for your father?

Found a gap in your schedule,
did you?

Come on. Let's go.

So how far behind?

Well, you can see on the chart here
it's about 12 months.

So what are you saying? She's slow?

No, not at all. I think you should
be talking to her about it.

Perhaps talking to the counsellor.

When a child is involved
in bullying... Bullying?

Who's been bullying my daughter?

Uh, Dylina bullied a girl.

She took her lunch money.

Why didn't you tell me?

Why? Do you want your cut?

Uh, Noel and I are separated.

Couple of weeks ago, so...

I see.

What?

What was that?
I'm sorry.

You think I'm to blame? Noel!
What is this bullshit, huh?

I'm sorry, Mr Montebello.
That wasn't my meaning.

Perhaps... Would you
inform the school

of your change in circumstances?
Absolutely.

Come on, Coco, come on.
Up! Up! Up, Coco!

Up!
(Barks) Up, up! Up!

(Laughs) There you go!

Dog stairs.

Bit of a final sand, put a bit
of sealer on it. Beautiful.

I don't know, mate.

What? She went straight up!
You saw her.

Yeah, but... You know,
she's not as young as she was.

I think we need some handrails.

Hand...? Harry, she's a dog.

She doesn't have any hands.
I don't want her falling off!

You won't get them by tonight.

I need them by tonight!
How much shit are you really in?

I just want some fully functional
dog stairs, Vince!

It's not too much to ask!

You didn't have to bring that,
you know.

I had to do something.

Well, we could bring... I don't know.

A baby?

I was gonna say a bottle of wine.

(Giggles)
Hello!

God, can you talk to Mum?
She's gone troppo.

What are you doing here?

Dad told me to come down.

When... Kitty and I
built this family,

I was hoping one of these days, one
of you boys would be vaguely useful.

But what've I got?

I've got one who can't keep
his nose out of his own product,

I've got one who can't
keep a civil tongue in his head

and I've got one who wants
to be a choirboy.

Well, I'm making a few changes,

the purpose of which
is to reveal to me

which of you tossers has the bottle
to run this business when I'm gone.

That's right... any complaints, you
can write them on a piece of paper,

tear it to pieces and
flush it down the crapper,

because I don't wanna hear it.

Yeah, but, Dad...
WHAT?!

You want it, you earn it.

I built this business.

I did.

None of you have a right
to any of it.

When I step down, the one
who takes my place

will be the right man for the job.

And as far as I'm concerned,

that's all that counts.

Um, Andrew, why don't you see
if you can find Coco's ball?

I think it's in the lounge, yeah?

Yes, Aunty Kitty.
Good boy.

Come on!
(Ball squeaks)

Andrew, ask.

Oh, he can have one.

Thanks, Aunty Kitty.
(Smooches)

Cheers, darl.

Hey, Uncle Paddy. Who invited you?

Some of us need no invitation.

We bestow our presence
on those who require it.

Mmm.
You alright, chook? Mmm.

Hello, Paddy!
Hello, Kitty-pie.

(Laughs)

Paddy! You're here.

Good!

Let's eat. I'm starving.

I just don't understand why you'd
put that in our national anthem...

'our land abounds in nature strips.'

(Laughs)

I don't think it's 'nature strips'.

Course it is. I've heard it
a million times. (Laughs)

Hey, this looks good, huh?

(Taps on glass) Alright, you lot.

Now I've got you all in one place,
quick announcement.

I've had a word with the boys

and we're making a few changes
to the way we do things around here.

Marou is coming back to the mainland
to spend more time with Lola.

He's gonna be running
our front company,

mainly the croc farm
and the trucking company.

But I want you to stay in touch
with the gravel works

and the islands.

And I want you to back up for Noel
when he needs a bit of muscle.

Gary's gonna be taking Marou's
job for a bit, up the islands,

get a dose of his mother's culture.

Noel's staying where he is
for the minute,

where he's gonna be
working more with Marou.

I want to see more thought
going into your decisions.

Right, that's it. Oh! Hang about.

Sorry, Sissi,
we haven't discussed this.

I want you to give up
the real estate job

and start working with Paddy
on all the accounts and whatnot.

He's older than me, this bugger.
You mind yourself.

But he's told me he's taking down
the shingle pretty soon,

and when he does, you'll be
the new business manager.

Me?

You got the degree.
You might as well use it.

You'll have to stay in Cairns,
I'm afraid.

Can't be helped.

You've got a head for numbers.

And we need you.

Alright, that's it. As you were.

You got something to say?

Mum, you can fix this, right?

Don't question your father.

I know you're upset about Noel,

but he's gotta be reined in.

I know he's the eldest and all that.

You shamed him.

I'm not saying
he's not gonna take over.

I'm simply saying...
He has a right to it, Harry!

You know what? No.

No, he doesn't have a right to it.

We built this family, we did...
you and me.

I'm glad we couldn't have kids.

Because we got to choose,
and I think we did bloody well.

We've got a family of heroes.

There's more than one can take over,

and I'm gonna make sure
we choose the right one.

We didn't adopt them
the whitefella way, did we?

Didn't sign any forms.

We did it island way.

That means they expect us
to do things a certain way.

They can expect what
they bloody well like.

Doesn't mean they're gonna get it.
Then kiss our business goodbye.

Not today, not tomorrow,
but eventually.

It's the island way
or the highway, Harry,

and while we're on it, Sissi
gonna marry that Kukuam boy.

Not if she doesn't want to.

Yeah, that girl plays you
like a penny whistle.

I don't want her marrying
some island kid she doesn't like.

You know what we're doing... pimping
her out for a bit of influence.

That'd be your way of seeing it.

People need to see that we have
a commitment to the islands,

that we have family there.

And who did you marry, Kitty?

Oh, right.

They're for Coco.

(Siren wails in distance)

LOLA: Do you think your dad
still wants Noel to take over?

He's the eldest. That's what
they expect up on the islands.

(Giggles)

But you were adopted
first of all the kids.

You're the one who's
been living there.

You're the one who
has respect up there.

(Moans gently)

What if this was all just God
trying to work through your dad?

How do you mean?

Well, what if this was just God...

really telling you to step in?

I mean, if you took over,

you could take the family
out of crime altogether.

Hang on. I'm not ashamed
of what my family does.

I live by God's law, not man's law.

By the laws of man,
even Jesus was a crim.

I know.

But if he took over, you're
the only one who would ask himself

every day, 'How would Jesus
run the Montebello family?'

We have so many legal businesses.

(Moans gently)

Noel might be the oldest,
but you're the best.

You're the best of them.

(Moans)

(Turns engine off)

(Knock on door)

Tone.

Tone!

(Continues knocking)

Tone! Toni! (Thumps on door)

Hello.

I know it's...

I'm sorry.
(Sighs)

I wanna say I'm sorry
about the teacher.

Can I see the kids?

I didn't even get to
talk to them today.

They're asleep, Noel,
and you're drunk.

Just to say goodnight.
No. Go home.

Babe, I said I'm sorry!

Well, that's good
that you're sorry, Noel,

but you're too drunk
to see the kids.

No, Noel! Shh!
They are asleep! Go home!

Aren't I good enough for your pompous
fuckin' shit-eating... No!

No, OK, no you're not,
because you're never there.

You were never there when I need you

and I don't want a man
who pushes me around!

Oh, one time!

And Jesus, you gave me a reason,
Tone!

Fuck! One time.

Tone!

(Dogs bark in distance)

(Sighs)

You've taken a slap.

So now you gotta
prove yourself a leader.

Show your father.

Do something.

Come on.

I need money, or a line of credit.

I'll talk to Paddy.

MAN: Got a lot on.

Well, I was kind of thinking
a working holiday.

Couple of weeks, couple
of willing students,

all the best gear.

Pure chemicals imported from China.

Everything laid on.

And no cops to worry about.

And 100 grand in it for you.

Sweet as.
100 grand?

For two weeks?

I gotta be honest with you...
I'm interested.

But if those boys find out
I've been cooking for you,

there wouldn't be more than
a skid mark to remember me by.

Hey, the gear's gonna have
a different name and colour.

How are they gonna know
where it's coming from, eh?

Think about it.

Well, when you said
everything's laid on,

I kind of imagined
a plane ride to Zey,

maybe a charter to PNG.

Not an overnight drive to the Cape

followed by a trip on a trawler
and a dinghy!

Better safe than sorry, eh, brother?

Oh, yeah.

That's Quay Lin.
They call him the Chinaman.

(Groans)
Alright, you wait here, mate.

Alright?
Yep.

Hey.

How are you?
So you good with this deal?

This is between us. It has nothing
to do with your father.

This is your man?
Yeah, this is he.

By the way, as far as he knows,

we're selling our gear interstate.

And when you don't, how will you
deal with your bikie friends?

I've got a blackfella network
on the Cape.

DCs won't know where
it's coming from.

Jojo!

This is Quay Lin. Jojo.

Welcome.
Morning.

Shall we?
Thank you.

£ DANCE MUSIC

(Soundtrack drowns out speech)

£ DANCE MUSIC

50 bucks.

Got 'em from a kid over there.

Fuck.

(Man speaks indistinctly)

HARRY: Everything to your liking?
BONNIE: Oh, it's fantastic.

Gonna bring the kids back here.

Any time. Just let me know.

Hey, Harry, who the fuck
eats jellyfish?

No-one. They're stingers.

They'd kill you.

You're not from around here, are you?

You ordering?

We're right. So... what's the story?

Someone's undercutting us
in the meth trade.

Cairns and Brisbane are
flooded with it... pills and powders.

We don't know who it is,
but we do know

that the crank hasn't
made it through

south to Melbourne or Sydney, so it
must be coming through the Straits,

either as a precursor or as is.

Right, so, that means, Harry,

that you or one of your people are
walking on both sides of the fence.

Not me, Bonnie.

You know Jojo, don't you, Noel?

I know a lot of people.

He uses the Nazi method,
just like these tabs.

Half the cooks in this country
use the Nazi method.

We want this taken care of, Harry,
or things will get out-of-hand.

Oh, don't worry.

You know me... one thing I hate
is a fucking mystery.

Enjoy your lunch.

(Groans)

What?!
You trying to start a war?

Fuck, Dad, they don't even know
where it's coming from.

Make up something.

Where'd you get that money?

Where'd you get it?!

I spoke to Paddy. Told him
I needed a housing loan.

A housing loan?

Yeah, well I told him that Toni
and I split up and I needed a place.

How many bikies
do we know personally?

That are in jail, or dead?

Yeah, 'cause they're dumb as shit.
Exactly.

So why would we do what they do?

Retail is the shitty end
of the business, Noel.

(Ringing tone)

Quay Lin, it's Noel.

Listen, we gotta shut down the lab.

What are gonna have for dinner, kids?
Fish and chips?

OK, then.

(Machine gun fire)
(Screams)

Oh, my God!

(Child screams)

(Cries hysterically) Oh, my God!

Oh, Toni, Toni! Oh, fuck! Baby,
are you OK? Are the kids OK?

Are you OK, babe? Huh?
(Cries)

You OK? Huh? Kids?
Kids, are youse right?

Mr Montebello, I think...
Shut the fuck up! Shut up!

Don't you fucking
talk to her like that!

What did you do?! What did you
do to us, you bastard?!

I don't know anything!
Tone, I don't know anything!

I don't know what's going on.
Toni, listen to me, listen to me!

I didn't do anything. Alright?
I didn't do anything.

I need you to get back to the house.
We're going to a motel!

Listen! They'll find you at a motel!

The house is secure, alright?

Mr Montebello, have you
got a minute, please?

No, I don't!
I'm taking my family home.

Noel, please, I wanna go to a motel!
Please, let me go to a motel!

Please, Noel!
He's right. You need to be safe!

(Cries)
Come on, please?

My babies!

Please.

(Car doors shut)

I'll make up the spare room.

(Cries)

It's alright, love. It's alright.

We'll sort it out.

It'll be alright.

No-one's gonna hurt you.

Hey, kids, wanna go see your room?

Might watch a movie later, eh?

The problem with a war
is everybody loses.

So, whatever we do now,

has to finish.

Call Gary, get him back here.

Hey, P-Z! What's up?

Oi!

Harry wants a word.

I'll lock up when we're done.

I can stay.
No need, darling.

You go home.

OK. Bye.

(Car approaches)

(Man groans)

(Groans)

Harry, I didn't know
anything about this drive-by.

On this occasion, I choose
to believe you,

because you're not that
bloody stupid.

Pisshead here, on the other hand,

is exactly the kind of tosser

who would go off on a mere suspicion

and shoot up a house
with little kids in it...

a house that Noel doesn't
even actually live in.

Alright, Noel?

Argh!

(Continues yelling)

Watch!

(Yells)

(Yelling continues)

Now the other one.

One's enough.

Is it?

(Yells aggressively)

Turns out you were right
about the meth.

We found this clan lab in PNG
run by a Chinese gentleman

with an eye for the Aussie market.

We've had a chat with him.

I think he understands things
a little better.

All I need to know is
if you're gonna back up

for these two nasty little maggots.

Right.

We're square, then.

Gary, take Bonnie back to his house.

Alright, clean up.

What's your problem?

Well, I might see you tomorrow, Dad.

(Sighs)

(Knocks)

Toni.

(Coco whimpers)

(Rings doorbell)

Oh.

Harry.

Sorry, love. I didn't realise...

No, no, it's...

(Seagulls caw)

Hey, little drops, OK?
Don't be rushing it.

I know, alright?

(Mobile phone rings)

Hello.

Mummy!

Mummy.

Hey, when are we back?
I don't know.

Morning. Turn the bloody thing off!

The signal causes electricity
friction. Fucking kill us!

She says, 'Don't be swearing,
or you go to hell, ' alright?

Turn it off!
Phones are safe, anyway.

I saw it last week on MythBusters.
See? Nothing.

Hello? Mummy?

Hey, open the door.

Everything's sideways.
Mummy!

Mummy!

Hello, Mum...

(Laughs) Hey, bala!

Welcome home!

Eddie.
You alright?

Yeah. We'll drop your bags
and head off, eh?

What?
Gotta pick up the salt drop, bro.

OK, turn west!

West!

Stop with the west and east shit!
Just tell me left or right!

OK, left! Left!
Right.

No, left!

Oh, shit! Sorry, go right!

So where is it?

There! I can see it!
She's there, bro!

It's five kilos of salt for every
kilo of dope or gear or whatever.

Then a day, 1.5 days later,
up she'll float.

Yeah, yeah, I know.

Can you snag her, bro?
Just keep her steady.

Argh!

(Laughs)

You fuckin' little sadist!

You should be locked up!
You're not human!

Sorry, bala! I slipped.
You shit!

Oh, my God! Fucking help me!

I just saw a stinger! Help me out!

OK. OK, I'm coming.
I'm serious!

I don't like 'em!
I don't like 'em, alright!

(Laughs)
Get me out!

Settle down! You're alright.

Don't forget the drugs, man.

(Groans)

This boat moves one foot,
I'm gonna murder you.

(Laughs)

And I'm gonna use IVF
so I can breed your children

so I can murder them too!

What?
Check it out.

Hello, sirs! Sirs!

Hello!

Is he like a boat people person?

Except in an esky.

Hello! Hello, sirs!

Oh! Oh! Oh, thank you, God!

Oh, my saviours!

You think he saw us?

What would he have seen?
We're just two blokes in a boat.

Pulling out packages
in the middle of the ocean.

Shit.

MAN: It's not a formal interview,
Mr Montebello.

You didn't need
to bring your lawyer.

She's not my lawyer.
She's my girlfriend.

(Laughs)

Detective.

His name was Peter Zammit.

We have information that you met
with him on the day of his death.

Yeah, we saw each other a few times
around the traps.

Golden Fish I think
was the last time.

What did you talk about?
Harry, you don't... It's alright.

What blokes usually talk about...
'How's the family? See the game?'

He was a senior member
of the DC bikers. So?

Well, three nights ago,
he goes for a dip

despite the warning signs
about stingers

and he comes out looking like this.

Just take a good look and tell me
what you can about him.

Ugly, dead and clearly illiterate.

What makes you say that?

Well, obviously. Couldn't read
the bloody warning signs, could he?

A bloke doesn't end up
looking like this

unless he's made a big mistake.

Is there anything else?

Apparently not.

A pleasure. As always.

You alright?
Yeah.

It wasn't cricket, love,
showing you that.

It's alright.

Fuckin' ferrets.

Why does it always take two?

Did I give you my keys?

(Sighs) She always buys me
these bloody silly pants.

(Car alarm beeps)

Harry.

Can you tell me that you had
nothing to do with that in there?

I had nothing to do with it.

(Knocks)

MAN: Oi!

That's a relic.

Can you let me in the workshop?

I think I can patch it up.
Yeah, sure, bala.

Hey, was this at the house?
Yeah.

It was at the house.

I've gotta talk to the cops later.

They reckon I'm a person of interest.

They haven't called me.

Feeling left out, are you?

Yeah.

I'll get you the keys.

Hey, you think Dad sits around
thinking up shit like that?

Alright, I'll get him
up to the house,

work out what to do then.

This way.
What do we do with this shit?

I'll take it round
the back of the island. Watch him.

Up, up, lift.
OK. Down you get.

Watch your step.

Alright.
We are in Australia?

Not quite. Alright,
when we get to the house,

we need you to stay inside, OK?

But I should present myself
to the authorities.

No, no, listen, you can't
speak to anyone,

especially not the authorities.

Seriously.
This island hates outsiders.

We're kind of racist in that way.

Why would people be racist
against me? You're black too.

There's different types of blacks.
There's Aborigine blacks,

TI blacks, American blacks,
Indian blacks.

But I'm from Sri Lanka!
Well, there you go!

Another kind of black.

Watch it. Watch your step.

Straight ahead.

OK, Joseph, I'm gonna take
your blindfold off now.

But we have to be able
to trust each other, OK?

OK.
Alright.

What do we say?

Ah! I speak to nobody
except you and Mr Eddie.

That's right, and I need you
to stay out of sight, OK?

Away from the windows.
I understand.

OK. You hungry?

(Speaks pidgin)

That direction.

Thank you.

(Chatter, dogs bark)

£ REGGAE

How you doin', bala?

I'm looking for Noel Montebello.

What you want with him?

I've got a message.
He's not here.

Gary's in charge now, so to speak.

Who's Gary?
His brother.

Chalk and cheese but, eh?

His brother?

That's what I said.
He'll do.

OK, get in.

£ REGGAE

You know this band, man?

West Papuan.

When the world discovers them,
they'll hit harder than the Wailers.

(Laughs)

Something happen to your brother?

He's dead. Finished.
Sorry to hear that.

Hey, my mum's Papuan.

If she dies, does that mean
I have to cut something off?

For your mum, two fingers.

Well, when I said she's Papuan,
she's only half,

so... (Laughs)

Want me to put on something else?

I got this great Johnny Cash CD where
he reads the Bible, Genesis and...

I want Montebellos!

Well... you might wanna
try them in a week or so.

They like to spend most
of their time in Cairns.

Getting real posh, that family.
Up themselves.

Oh, man!

Not my tunes!

Man, I'm telling you,
Gary's never been to PNG.

Noel Montebello, he bring
that meth lab to my village.

That magic went wrong, eh? BOOM!

My brother finished now,
so I finish his brother.

That's the right way, eh?

Listen, bala, we're on island time.
He could be hours, days.

This is not his house!

Yeah, right. Listen,
this is the thing, right?

This WAS my house,
but now it's his.

He's still waiting for his stuff
to come on the ship.

My stuff's still up,
which makes it look like...

I can see why you'd make the... FUCK!

Man, that hurts, man!
MAN: Tagobe!

Shh!
Hey, Eddie!

Oi, Tagobe!

Who's that?

That, uh... must be... must be pigs.

Pigs?

Yeah, you know... the cops.

Policeman. Nee-naw, nee-naw!

Always ragging on me,
blaming me for shit!

Must be that ticket. Fuck! Shit!
What do we do?

Bro? Hey?

(Groans)

Oi, Eddie.

Hey, Ed.

Hey, bala...

Eduardo!

Hey, Ed!

Hey, bala, you can make it out...
Shut up!

You can make it out the back...
Shut up!

Messy bastard.

(Novelty mobile phone ring tone)

(Phone continues ringing)

Yeah?
Hey!

Fuck, Eddie, what've you
done to my stereo?

Man, I'm just leaving
your house now.

You gotta make sure your mum
cleans up the place. It's filthy.

Alright.

You stay here!

(Screams)

(Whimpers)

Come on, Eddie! Come on.
Man up, bitch. Man up, bitch!

Man up, b... (Groans)

(Groans)

(Grunts and groans)

(Groans and yells)

Ah, fuck!

Fuck!

Oh, shit!

(Groans)

(Spray bottle hisses)

What are you doing?

(Laughs) Mr Gary.

I believe a man
should earn his keep.

But I've made sure
that nobody saw me.

I know I'm in no position
to ask you for any favours,

but my wife and family
are waiting to hear from me.

Soon, OK? My mobile's dead.
What about the landline?

This is my dad's place.

I can't just be making overseas calls
to India without asking.

Shit like that gets costly.
But my wife is in Sri Lanka!

Whatever. Still expensive.

EDDIE: Gary! Get a gun! Gary! Gary!

Gary! Get a gun, Gaz! Get a gun!

It's the raskols, man!

Knuckle up, man!
PNG's coming for you! What?

(Machine gun fire)
Argh!

Is this anything to do
with my situation?!

It's not about you, Joseph!
Just fuckin' hide!

Run! Hide!

Oh, shit!

(Groans)

(Whimpers)

Montebello!

Montebello!

Come on, ya dickhead! Do your best!

(Gunfire continues)

Arrrgh!

Argh!

You alright, Joseph?
I think so.

Shit.

Now I really hate this place.

(Inhales deeply)

Hot enough for you?
Oh, true, huh? (Chuckles)

That's my bit. Daisy's still inside.

She's got another thousand
or so to put through the wash.

I should tell you, Kit.
People are talking about you.

And I know how much
you like that, darling.

Saying Antoinette and
the grandkids are back at home

after all that bad business.

Who's talking?

I'm just the messenger, Kit.

We're family.

Wouldn't feel right
if I didn't let you know.

Who's saying them things? Names.
You know how it is, Kit.

Gossip just kind of flows.

You tell them gossips,

if they wanna still keep
earning off our business...

they should shut their mouths.

Happy to, Kit.

Next round is at four
and then we're done for the day.

I was only telling you
so that you knew.

Well, now I know.

So, how's the new job going?

Apart from treating me like I
know nothing about nothing, fine.

Early days.

Be nice.

So, what do you feel like tonight?

Shark or marlin?

Maybe some poor old dugong will find
itself lost in southern waters.

You OK?

Do you have to clean your
fishing gear in my kitchen?

We do have a tap outside.

The whole town's gossiping, Harry.
So?

Why do you always think this
sort of thing doesn't touch us?

It'll get back to the islands.

Then suddenly we're
no longer untouchable.

It'll blow over.

How did you get on this morning?

Natasha look after you?
Yep.

Talk to the boys about what happened?
No.

What are you doing, Harry?

Do they even know what
to say to the police?

You started this.

I think my point was proved.

Not that I feel any
satisfaction in that.

Dangerous game you're playing, Harry.

Dangerous.

Gee, I'd hate to come
across all boss-like,

but we usually only
take an hour for lunch around here.

I have nothing to do.

What, you got through
all the reading? Mm-hm.

OK, tell me about the loan
on Dennison's trawler.

Medium-sized fishing business,

costing him more to run
than he can make.

If he sold his licence with the
boat, he could make 200K plus,

and that would go a way to paying us
back, but that's not the point.

Jesus. Have you ever
had your memory tested?

Is it photographic?
Don't know. Just like numbers.

I'll talk to your dad.

(Chuckles)

Wait...

Let me see if I got this.

They set up a dodgy meth lab
using our stolen gear,

they blow themselves up
and they blame us for it?

Even though it's an accident?

It's the tribal way, my friend.

There's no such thing as
an accident for a tribesman.

Someone dies,
you gotta blame someone.

It's a point of honour.

That's insane.

How do you fuckin' run a country
when people think like that?

Very, very carefully.

Right. OK. OK, alright.

We gotta get him outta here.

We load him in a ute, cover him up,

maybe with a tarp or a sheet,
don't know which.

We drive out to our beach
and we bury the fucker.

We bury him down deep.

Ed.

You good, Ed? Hey? You with me?

Yeah, but I think we should
use a plastic tarp.

Sheets might show blood, you know?
Yeah, right.

Good thinking. We need more of that.

Hey, let's do this.

You should take a hit of this, Joey.

It takes the edge off.

(Groans)

I don't think we can go much deeper.

The ground is not very suitable.
We'll have to go deeper.

I don't want some arsehole
walking his dog

to stumble over our raskol here.

No-one walks dogs on Zey.

Just dig, Joe.

(Soft groaning)

When my Uncle Russell croaked,
he farted for six hours.

Just gases releasing.

The man never burped or broke wind
in company his whole life,

but in death,
he made up for all that.

(Mutters)
(All yell)

This is extremely bad karma!
What do you want to do, man?

We can't bury him like this.
So finish him! You work for me!

You kill him! That's an order!
Violence solves nothing!

An order!
You think this is the army?

I'll pay you two grand, cash.

You insult me again
and I'll leave you here.

He came to kill you! You need to
sort this. I've never killed anyone.

Neither have I, that I know of!

Surely you must know
some friendly doctor!

Five grand.

You're the big man... you get
the big bucks and the big problems.

I've been through enough today.
I was tortured!

That shit leaves mental scars, bro!

Grow some balls
and bust your cherry.

Grow some balls and...?

You think shit like
that's gonna make me do him?!

You gonna make chicken noises next?

Joe.
No.

Come on!

OK, if you're a praying man,

you need to take care
of that shit right now, because...

this is the end of the road for you.

Shit.

Come on.

Come on, Gaz man.
He tried to kill you.

Come on, Gaz man.

Fffff...

Fuck this!

Fuck!

See you around.

Fuck.

I didn't hear a shot. Is he...?

(Starts engine)

Gary!

Is there something wrong?

No, no, he'll be back.

Hey, wait. Hey!

Tell me you're going
to Cairns, mate.

(Harry laughs)
You're up five bucks.

PADDY: I'd hate to pollute
your day with shoptalk,

but there's something
we need to sort out.

Make it quick.

I'm not so sure putting Sissi
on the books is a good idea.

Well, we never discussed it, Harry.
You just made the announcement.

I came out here to get away
from controversy.

I think it's a good idea. She's a young
girl with a good life in front of her.

I'm not getting her
to knock someone, am I?

Don't think I haven't
wrestled with it, mate.

But I need her, and she's in.

And while we're on unpleasant topics,

Noel's little meth lab venture in PNG

would've taken some
serious collateral.

Any idea how he raised
that kind of stake?

I cashed him up.
We called it a loan.

Why didn't I know?

Look, I don't wanna get involved

in a fight between
you and Kitty, boyo.

I can't even get a nibble.
Just not my day.

You always whinge about it and then
bang! You're pulling in a shark.

(Chatter, music plays gently)

Hey.

The clothes alright?

Yeah, you forgot
to bring the sheets.

Yeah, well, Mum's
got plenty of sheets.

He's wetting the bed every night.

Still?

Listen, we need to go.

Oh, come on, Tone.

The danger's over now, so...

Just stay a little longer.

You can't go back to the house.
The kids won't feel safe.

And Mum loves having you around
anyway.

I'm gonna look for
a place tomorrow, OK?

We're not together, Noel.

I know.

I got your football. Hey? See?
It had a hole in it.

I fixed it.

You wanna practise
some passing later?

Mmm, maybe later.

OK.

(Music plays)
Funky Chicken! Funky Chicken!

WOMAN: Oh, my gosh!

SOME: £ Shake your butt!... £
(Clap hands)

Come on, Jase.

Come on.
Come on, Dad.

Here we go. Come on.

(Laughs)

£ ..and shake your butt... £

(Whispers)

(Laughs)

Whoo-hoo!
Come on, Nan!

Come on, Nana! Join in.

(Laughter)
Here we go!

(Music continues, laughter)

(Laughter in distance)

TONI: Was that you?

(Laughter, whooping)

(Laughter)

What the fuck?
Here we go!

SOME: £ Shake your butt! £
(All clap hands)

Gary!

Hey.

So I left Eddie
to get rid of the body

and I thought, 'Better get back
and let you know what's going on.'

Because the phone
wasn't working, I guess.

Do we know that the Chinaman
actually closed down that lab?

If Quay Lin knew
anything about this,

I can't see him sending
anyone to bump Gary.

That's killing the goose, isn't it?

It certainly would be.

KITTY: How'd this man know
where to find you?

I don't know. He asked directions.

You had no warning? Nothing
from anybody on the island?

Nah. Just Eddie.

I could really use a drink.

OK.

What do you want to do?

We're going to Papua.

MAN: King Solomon was a wise man.

Two mothers brought him
a dead baby boy and a live baby boy,

and each reckoned that
the live baby boy was hers.

So what does Solomon do?

He calls for his sword.

He's gonna cut
that live baby boy in two

so both of them can have half each.

As the king lifted his sword,

one of the mothers yelled out,

'Save the child! I don't want it!'

And at that moment, the king knew
that she was the real mum.

But I've been thinking,

did that woman know that the king
would react that way?

Was she really the snake
in the grass, a strategist?

Did the child grow up
in the wrong family?

The family of murderers and sinners,

liars and manipulators?

The devil is smart.

You never know
what he's got planned.

I wish your family could
hear you talk like that.

They'd be blown away
when they see what I see.

All that potential.

True leadership potential.

You need to accept,
right here, right now,

that my family does not
see me as a leader.

They never have and never will.

To hope otherwise is bullshit.
(Car approaches)

Speak of the devil.

Dad needs you.
Everything alright?

You should keep your phone on.
We were at church.

KITTY: Do one thing for me today.

Let Noel know that he's the one.

No.

You can talk culture all you like.
He's got to earn it.

And you're not helping him.

Meaning what?

Did you even ask him what
he was gonna do with the money?

We got them pickled onions I like?

Yeah, I packed it already.

Have you spoken to the cops yet?

Yeah, they got nothing.

How's Marou?

Look, Dad, I know you
were cleaning up my shit.

I just wanna say I'm sorry.

Well, this still is your shit.

So I want you on your toes today.

(Car approaches)

Are you ready for this?

I'm ready.
Oh! That's good to hear.

Noel, give me a hand.
Fried chicken stinking up my car.

(Both chatter indistinctly)

Hi, I'm just looking
at the accounts online

and I've noticed a few
of our accounts are blocked.

Northern Lights Holdings.

276-989-396-AFG.

Five shut down in the last week?

Can you tell me who authorised that?

No, I understand. I'll ask the boss.

Thanks for your time.

Hey. Takings from the croc farm.

Have a good week?
Yeah, not bad.

So how about your Dad's plan?

What plan?

You know... the whole
leadership thing.

I think it's a waste of time.
Why?

We all know Noel's gonna get it.

Who do you think should get it?

(Mobile phone rings)

Hi.
MAN: Hey, this is the deal, right?

Me and you and
a bottle of Cristal champagne

and a night to be ashamed of.

Gary, where are you? Dad is spewing.
You're meant to be on the plane.

I'm at Booty Bar. Come on, Sissi.

You're always my best wingman!

Gary, it's midday.
You're in so much shit. Go home.

Sissi, the Booty Bar's... Sis!

(Hangs up)
He's at the Booty Bar.

Do you want me to go grab him?

Yeah, go on.

(Mobile phone rings)

Yep.
SISSI: Hey, boss.

Just a quick question.
You still working? Go home!

I am. Do we have any
property investments locally?

Nothing. Your dad likes
to keep his assets liquid.

Anything else?
Nah, nah. All good.

I'll see you tomorrow.
OK.

Oi! Hey, Dean,
Turn it up! That's my brother.

(Laughs)

ANNOUNCER: Officials are trying
to combat the ongoing problems

caused by a combination
of recreational

and performance-enhancing drugs

that have become the scourge
of professional football.

Oh, turn it off, man!
Turn that shit off. Come on!

You look like you could use
a drinking partner.

(Chuckles) What are you doing
in this evil place?

Looking for you.
Yeah?

Yeah. You wanna go grab some lunch?

Can we have kebabs?

Yeah.
(Clicks tongue)

Can't get kebabs on Zey.
That's a crime.

Zey not what you hoped for?

My very own rite of passage...

Jews circumcise,
blackfellas go walkabout,

Montebellos get sent to Zey.

You think that will change
when your dad retires?

Noel'll make me stay even longer.

Maybe Marou will be in charge.
Wouldn't be worth Mum's aggro.

For her, it's Noel all the way.

The other sons, we're supposed
to follow that lead.

She's quite a force, isn't she?

Better believe it.

Wrong car, Gaz.

Yep.

(Sighs)

I wanna have a shower. I stink.

I'll put the kettle on.

Yeah, could you please heat
the milk on the stove?

I hate microwave milk.

Yeah, no worries.

(Door closes in distance)

(Sighs)

Hoo!

This isn't what I was planning.

I know.

I thought we could maybe hang
and have a coffee.

I know.

Just once, OK?

(Both moan and sigh)

(Moaning and sighing)

(Loud moaning and sighing)

Make sure the chicken's ready.

It's Harry Montebello!

We're here to meet with the Chinaman.

He's not expecting you.

Oh, well, we'd appreciate it
if he could fit us in.

We heard that you
lost a fella recently.

Got blown up.

Brought some condolence gifts.

Rum, a bit of chicken.

Nice.

OK. Come with me.

My son Gary had a visitor...

who tried to kill him.

One of your boys
seemed to know about it.

Said his name was Dizzy.

If I was to have done this,

why would I be having a siesta

while Harry Montebello and his boys
were after blood?

I closed down the lab.

Dizzy and his brother
stole the equipment,

set up their own lab
close to their village.

I believe Noel's man left them
a little undertrained.

There's an explosion,
Dizzy's brother was killed.

(Chatter in background)

Well, I think we need
to take a step back

and see this for what it really is...

just another bullshit blood feud.

Whatever we do now has to finish it.

So we need to fix
this the Papuan way.

What do you suggest?

Something that shows due
respect to the family.

A gravel road to Mount Hagen?

We could possibly name it
after the family.

I can talk with the big men.
I'm not a wantok.

I can't speak for them
but a gravel road is a big thing.

Well, we better follow Papuan law
so we don't have to follow ours, eh?

So, what happened on Zey for you,
it's done?

You're moving on?
What's done is done.

To PNG... may the best days of
her past be the worst of her future.

Harry, my brother's coming down
from Taiwan next week.

He has some lovely ladies who are
keen to work on the south mainland.

They just need a point of entry.

14 girls, 5,000 a head.

20K bonus if successful.

A nice little earner.

Yeah, mate, I don't want
to insult you but I got a policy.

We never transport anything
that can tell tales later.

You understand.

I understand, Harry.

(Sighs)

Do you hate yourself
as much as I do right now?

Yeah.

Um, what time is it?

We're going to be punished
for what we did.

Somehow, somewhere,
God will make us pay.

Do we have to bring God
into this right now?

Do you know why I slept with you?

Um, the usual reasons, I guess.

Yesterday I had this stupid idea.

I thought if...

If we made love,
that you might feel guilty.

Yeah, you got that right.

I thought you might want
to support him.

I want him to be in charge
of this family.

(Scoffs) Jesus, Lola, you really
are something, you know that?

I wanted you to feel
like you owe him something.

I think I owe him too much already,
thanks.

I owe him. I know I owe him.

I just want what's best
for my husband.

Let's talk, OK?

Looking forward to bed.

That was nicely played.

That was, um, smart.

Hello, what are you doing?

Up, go on, up.

(Hey. Hey. Shh, don't wake them up.)

Took ages to get them to sleep.

I was just gonna say hey.

OK.

You should get some sleep yourself.
OK.

Noel! Noel.

They'll be up in an hour if you
wanted to watch cartoons with them.

OK.
OK.

All sorted?
I think so.

Noel stood up today.
He's a good boy.

I never said he wasn't.

(Mobile phone ringtone plays)

Hello?
MAN: Open up, man. I'm outside.

Yeah, sweet. Alright.

Thought you might need someone
to get you up and together.

I don't wanna go back.

We all gotta do our time.

Hey, I'll do you a deal.

I'll support you as head of
the family if you get me off Zey.

Shut up. It's Noel's job.
Dad's just making him earn it.

Well, I'm just saying,
you'd be great.

Man, I can hardly walk.
You gotta do it.

Mr Eddie, I should explain to you

that I am unused
to this kind of activity.

In fact, I am a dentist.

A dentist? True?

Well, now you got something to tell
your patients when the drill's going.

Ah...

Fully gone, man.
Shh.

Stand back, Joey.
This is gonna get hardcore.

Fucking hardcore.

Thank you.

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Happy anniversary.
30 years, eh?

Seem like yesterday?
Not at all.

People on this island
need to be reminded

who Gary Montebello is.

(Men scream)

You stay out of this.

How much have I lost all up?

3.5 million.

You go and I'll kill you.

Men like us
don't die of cancer.

Harry!

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