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Ringer said them missionaries told him,

"Honour thy father and thy mother."

What about Jesus's Mother, Mary?

Swore she was a virgin

when everyone knows she was rootin' Joseph.

Why else you think they were running away?

Just two horny kids taking off on a stolen donkey.

- ♪ On the wings of a snow... ♪

You thick or something, boy?

♪ And I'll cooee... ♪

Sorry about that, folks.

Technical issue. Heh.

- You right? - Yep.

♪ On the wings of a... ♪

♪ ..snow white dove ♪

♪ He sends His pure sweet love ♪

♪ A sign from above ♪

♪ On the wings of a dove ♪

♪ When troubles surround us ♪

♪ When evils come ♪

♪ Well, the body grows weak ♪

♪ And the spirit grows numb ♪

♪ Now, when these things beset us ♪

♪ Well, he doesn't forget us Oh no! ♪

♪ He sends down His love ♪

♪ On the wings of a dove... ♪

- Now, friends...

Giveth the Lord what you can afford!

If you've made a donation,

help yourself to a slice of holy bread,

have a little sip of the blood of Christ.

And grab yourself a snag!

Don't. No.

♪ When Noah had drifted ♪

♪ On the flood many days ♪

♪ Searching for land ♪

- Oh, don't worry about that. - ♪ In various ways ♪

♪ Troubles, he had some... ♪

Hey...

♪ On the wings of a snow white dove ♪

♪ On the wings of a dove ♪

♪ Wings of a dove. ♪

There he is! Thanks!

Now, if you made a donation, go and grab yourself a snag!

Jesus fuckin' Christ!

Where's the fuckin' money?

W... uh... They... didn't have any.

Well, what did ya give 'em the fuckin' snags for, then?

Well, if I'm...

if I'm not doing it right, then maybe I should go home.

What did you fuckin' say?

To Mum--

Don't make me fuckin' angry!

Jesus fuckin' Christ!

It's... a donation for a snag, it's that fuckin' simple!

Watch this, son!

Come here, look.

You make the noose, right?

Give it a bit of slack,

pull it through,

and then give it a good pull.

Oh! Fuckin'--!

You fuckin' do it.

Okay.

I'm gonna take a shit.

And I don't want to be disturbed for the next hour.

Yodel-lay-hee-hoo!

- Oh!

Ow.

Dad!

Dad!

Help!

- Would you fuckin--!

Jesus...

Oh, Jesus, help me!

Dad!

- Thank you.

You're an idiot.

What's this say?

What...? What?

Uh, okay.

Um...

"L... Legend...

"Coober...

"..Pedy Cup."

♪ Coober, Coober Pedy Cup ♪

♪ Coober, Coober Pedy Cup ♪

♪ Coober, Coober Pedy Cup Coober, Coober Pedy Cup ♪

♪ Coober, Coober Pedy Cup Coober, Coober Pedy Cup ♪

♪ Coober, Coober Pedy Cup Coober, Coober Pedy Cup ♪

♪ Coo-ber Pedy Cup ♪

♪ Coo-ber Pedy Cup. ♪

Knock, knock!

- Oh!

Um... Uh... I just...

I wanted to say thanks for...

for before, for saving me.

I don't care if you kill yourself.

Just don't do it around here.

Oh, no, well, I mean--

Well, that was a, um... that was an accident.

I wasn't actually trying to kill myself.

Anyway...

why are they crying?

Are they... are they alright out there?

Do you have a car?

Well, no.

- Um, I mean...

Um...

Yeah... Uh, we...

Uh, me and my dad, we have a... car.

My dad's car. But I... I drive it.

He can't drive. My dad.

He gets...

...religious ecstasy.

- Well, can you give me a lift? - Uh...

Yeah, maybe. Where?

Coober Pedy.

Uh... I don't...

I don't think we're going that way.

Well, fuck off, then.

Do you drink?

Alcohol, um--

- Get! - Okay.

Okay.

Ohh.

Fuckin' pins and needles!

You shouldn't, um...

You know, you shouldn't... you sit there so long.

It cuts off the circulation to your legs.

It's me sacred alone time, son.

Me sacred alone time.

Right, come on.

Come on!

Hang on, hang on, hang on... Here.

Hermannsburg tomorrow. Hear they're a pretty faithful lot.

Cashed up, too.

Church was created as a business.

We're just following in God's footsteps, son.

Jeez, that was quick.

G'day. You up from South Australia, huh?

- Hey? - Number plates?

Adelaide!

City of Churches.

Yeah, I've never been. Just, um, moved here from Perth.

So... you know, bit eye opening.

Well, we're not ones to judge.

We're just here to do God's work.

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.

How can I help you, Cunt-stable?

Um... well, I was just wondering if you'd seen a girl.

Named, um...

...Robyn.

- No... - A girl?

- Why? - Well, she broke out of juvie.

- So... - No, no, no, we can't help you.

Try those old ladies over there.

We'll pray for you. We'll pray you find her, ay?

Afternoon, ladies.

Uh...

Have, uh, you seen a girl

named, um... named Robyn?

Madam, whose taxi is this?

Mate, whose taxi does this belong to?

Oi. Whose taxi?

Yeah, okay...

I'm just gonna... I'm gonna phone this to town.

So if you could make sure that he stays right here,

that would be... that would be great.

Okay.

Okay...

Come on.

Come on, Standley...

Um, yeah, there's a body.

Um... No, no, no, I haven't found Robyn yet, Sir.

I...

Yeah. Oh... yeah. Oh, yeah, I know.

You're breaking up, Sir.

Alright, I'll wait for your call.

Alright.

I have been instructed to clear the area.

So I am gonna have to ask you all to move on.

Alright, Madam. You need to get up.

Oh, fuck off.

Go be sorry somewhere else.

Thank you.

Go on, get.

Come on, let's go.

Okay.

Just wait until I get back. Watch him.

Oh... Yeah, thanks.

Okay, yep, that's a tight grip you got there.

- Who's that?

I'm sorry.

Keys?

That you?

Could be.

That's my father's arm, ay?

I dunno.

Don't talk shit. Yes, you do.

Well, does he know about me?

He was a good fella.

Average root.

Ringer wanted me to take his cup back to him.

Why he want to do that?

Musta felt guilty.

Why?

Splitting us up.

How come?

Alright.

Right, Madam.

Time's up.

What now? Get that light out of my face.

Okay. Look here.

Music was playing. Where are the keys?

That girl, she must have them.

- She tried to steal the car. What girl?

That girl you was lookin' for.

Robyn?

Where'd she go?

Okay. Thank you.

Robyn!

It's no use hiding!

I just wanna talk...

- Well, I'm gonna go. - Where?

- Coober Pedy. Robyn!

I'm gonna take my daddy's cup back.

- You gonna come? - Nuh.

Alright, let's play a game.

I say Marco, you say Polo. Marco!

Well, help me move him, then.

Give me some grog, then.

Anything?

What are ya after, love? On the bench there.

Yep. Port, please.

Port's ten.

Unfortunately, Alice Springs has a name

for drunken Aboriginals in the street...

God bless you.

They're on public display and it's not a pretty sight...

Don't give me that. They love it.

Like they love our Lord Jesus Christ.

If you don't drink it, don't sell it.

Don't talk to me like your shit don't stink.

- Your hands are just as dirty as mine.

How much?

Tawny Port, ten bucks a bottle.

Two litres of juicy, 20 bucks.

Two litres of rum, 30. What are ya after?

Shouldn't be selling grog here.

If you don't want anything, you can just fuck off.

So, what do ya want?

Where are you goin'?

Home.

What part of no don't you understand?

Talk like that, you can sleep outside tonight.

Go on.

I'm gonna call Mum.

Right, what do ya want?

- Oh--!

Charmin'.

- Hey, what... what are you--? - Shut your hole.

Wasn't there. Alright, out you get, Madam.

Come on.

So...

Juvie, huh?

What'd you do?

Let's get you to bed.

You're not bad-lookin', ay.

Alright.

I bet you're hung like a horse, ay.

It's my dad.

The grog running. He makes me do it.

Come here, I'll show you...

- I'm Gidge. Okay, stay there, please.

Where are you going?

Oh...!

Why--?

Uh...

You alright there?

Gonna need to grab some details from you, Miss. What's your name?

Was it... Robyn?

Right, thank you.

Robyn!

I'm not playing nice anymore!

- Get your hands off her!

Put that down.

J... Jesus Christ, he's dead.

You gonna help me?

Okay, so...

What now?

I'm gonna go.

Can I, um...

Can I come with you?

No.

Why not?

You can fuck off back to selling grog.

Honour thy mum and dad, ay?

What for?

What they ever done for me?

Ringer told me when family ask you to do something,

don't do it.

Unless it was him.

Them missionaries had their mission.

Now Ringer sent me on one of my own.

I didn't want to go meet my dead dad.

Oh!

He shoulda pulled out.

But Ringer was always trying to teach me shit.

He used to say you're born alone and you die alone.

Only one you can rely on is yourself.

So I was going for a drive.

All alone.

The mission was simple.

Quick dash across the country,

meet my dead dad

and drop off his dumb cup.

Piece of piss.