Original subtitles

Ringer said them missionaries told him,

"Thou shall not take the name of the lord

thy god in vain"

How come? What's he going to do?

Strike you down?

♪ Early morning day was dawning just when I awoke ♪

♪ By itself across the shelf a hand pulled out a smoke ♪

♪ A healthy draw and then some more ♪

♪ I coughed all in-between ♪

♪ Right or wrong my heart belongs to Lady Nicotine ♪

♪ Oh Lady Nicotine you're in my veins ♪

♪ You weigh my body down ♪

♪ I've been your willing slave but can't you see ♪

♪ Your ruling hand will be the death of me ♪

♪ Now in my chest when I'm at rest ♪

♪ That organ starts to play ♪

♪ My heart becomes a native drum that beats my life away ♪

♪ My doctor says ♪

♪ My smoking ways the worst he's ever seen ♪

♪ My throat's a flame and she's to blame ♪

♪ That Lady Nicotine ♪

I'm taking a shit!

Fuck off!

- Jesus!

You better have a fucking good reason,

for disturbing me mid-shit!

Sorry about that - caught me mid-sleep.

Big congregation, you know.

Well, I'm sorry to bother you.

I'm looking for me taxi.

You don't look much like a taxi driver.

Well, you don't look much like a preacher.

Little darling stole it.

Thought you might've seen it.

Oh yeah, why'd you think that?

Found this outside your door.

Ah, there might've been one,

parked up there, over there last night.

Why don't you go and ask him?

Nah!

No need to bother the police about it.

Ah...

Me son might have seen it. He was out here last night.

Gidge!

Gidge!

Fuck...

Fucking moron...

I don't reckon you're going to find him.

Oh yeah. Why not?

Dad...

Gone...

Oh...

Um, hello...

Um...

I wanted to wait until you were far enough away

that you couldn't turn back.

Hey! Oh, hey, hey, hey!

You fucking pervert - watching me take a shit.

What? What? No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

It's not... Hey, hey, hey.

Wait, no... You can't... You can't just leave me here.

Hey, hey, stop, alright. You're stuck!

You're making it worse. I'll push it.

Fuck!

It's okay.

We just need to get some sticks and we can get it out.

Go on then.

Well, if I get the car out, will you take me with you?

Alright...

So you got no idea where your son would go?

Sorry. Can't help ya.

Hey Father! Any grog?

Fuck off. Fuck off.

I'm empty.

Where'd she get that?

That's our bloody sacramental wine for the services.

Robyn. - Robyn?

You know Robyn?

Where'd she go?

How much for a bottle?

Oh, they're not for sale, they're--

Oh sacramental wine for your services.

Yeah, sure Father.

I could check.

You're too kind.

Where'd Robyn go?

Coober Pedy.

Fuck me dead!

Fucking Coober Pedy.

Shall we go, then?

Oh, I don't know, I mean...

I'm going to need some money for fuel.

Coober Pedy! It's a long way.

Well, that's not going to get us bloody far, is it?

That's all I got on me...

Father...

It's ah, Reverend, not Father.

Alright!

Now just... Slowly does it.

Alright...

Alright, go!

- Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop!

Don't worry. Do not worry.

Alright...

Alright...

Wrong way.

Ooh...

Oh, well, I'll just, I'll get the spare.

Oi! Who owns this taxi?

Because there's no - spare.

It's a nice bag.

Should have left the caravan back there.

It's not a caravan. It's my home.

Cosy.

How long you been on the road, preaching?

- Five years. - Just you and your son?

You ask a lot of questions, don't you?

Wife?

Radio check. Radio check. Over!

We could pay someone to help us.

Who?

No one out here.

Well, what do we do then?

Wait.

Here, drink.

You're fucked!

We, we, we need to keep our fluids...

Ah, ahhh...

Hey! Wait!

Oh my God, that's my dad!

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

I saw something.

It's a bloody goose chase!

I'm having a piss and then we're turning back.

Ah shit! Dribbly dick. Fucking Robyn...

Oh, fucking hell.

You just bloody make yourself at home,

why don't you - just fucking...

Oh, sorry, I was just...

Would you mind tying me up?

Oh yeah...

- You alright? - Oh yeah.

There...

Well, ah, you ready to head back?

They're my son's. He's got a dirty mind.

You're quite a bloke, aren't you Robert?

You could drop me...

...at a roadhouse.

I'm sure I could hitch a ride back to Coober Pedy.

Oh...

Well, I mean, I guess, I guess we could keep going.

Yeah?

There's a lot of bad blokes on the road.

A lot of real sickos, you know?

You're a good man, Robert.

Ahh...

Try my best.

♪ They tell me you've been looking ♪

♪ For someone to hold you tight ♪

♪ To give you lots of lovin' ♪

♪ While the moon is shining bright ♪

♪ Well, here I am ♪

Who was that?

It's her taxi.

♪ Well, I'm loaded down with sex appeal ♪

♪ For the women yes it's true ♪

♪ So if want lots of lovin' ♪

♪ Well, here I am I'm the bloke for you ♪

♪ You tell me you've been hunting around ♪

♪ For the bloke with a kiss like fire ♪

♪ Well, your hunting days are over, girl ♪

♪ If that's all you desire 'cause here I am ♪

♪ I'm a perfect specimen the kind of a bloke ♪

♪ That all the sorts would wanna win ♪

♪ 'Cause now I don't want to skite too much ♪

♪ That's not the thing to do ♪

♪ But if you wanna kiss with fire ♪

♪ Well here I am I've got that too ♪

Did you know if you cup the air with your hand,

it feels like you're caressing a breast.

Yeah?

Give it a go.

Ah, no, I'm good.

What kind of a bloke are you? Go on!

There he goes. How's it feel?

- Yeah. Nice.

'Legend'.

That's all I know about him, his name.

Well, I, I think, um, I think that's the horse.

What?

Legend - that's the, it's the horse.

Your dad's name's is, um... Yeah, I think...

Steve...

Sanders.

Steve Sanders.

Steve?

My name's Robyn.

- Fuck! Fuck! - What?

- Did they see me? - Yes! Obviously.

- Get here! - What? Why?

Oi! Hey! Over here.

Get here!

Why? What, what's wrong?

How, how come? I don't understand.

- Did they see me? - Yes, of course they saw you.

Robyn, they could help us.

We're not supposed to be here?

Why?

Men's business.

Well, I'm a man.

Hey, sweetheart!

What are you doing back in this shithole for?

Come here.

Little darling stole my taxi.

- Aboriginal? - Yeah.

Racist!

- You seen it? - No, you'd be the first to know.

Oh, fuck!

Fucking everything's in that fucking taxi.

- Drink? - Yeah. Scotch.

Cheers.

How about you, love? What can I get you

besides an eyeful of tits?

Oh, I was just daydreaming about -

not, not about - er, what was the question?

Drink?

He don't drink. He's a preacher.

Yeah, no, I'll have a Fanta on the rocks, thanks.

What would you do to them though?

- Hey? - Those fun bags there?

Do you want to do them, Father?

Would you like -

would you want to like suck on them like little baby Jesus?

You know...

Ah...

Yeah! I mean, I guess, yeah.

Well, she's my wife.

- Yeah... - Yeah, yep...

How do youse all know each other?

Oh, we all used to work together.

Oh, what, you're all taxi drivers?

- On our backs... - Huh?

Just 'cause I drive a taxi does not make me a taxi driver.

Sorry, I, I don't follow.

- She's a prostitute, mate. - Was!

Oh right, I see.

- Did you hear that? - Stop it.

Sorry.

Shit! Shit!

Okay, don't worry. Don't worry.

Okay, just, alright. Just, just...

Just stay there. Stay back.

They're going to grab you.

What are you doing?

- I'm defending you! - Don't be a hero.

Stay back.

Robyn?

- What are they saying? - I don't know.

- Why not? - It's not my language.

Jesus!

It's not them.

Been waiting for hours.

There's only one road. We just have to wait.

Hypothetically...

...if one was to avail oneself of your services...

Well, you know, how does that work?

Do you, do you have different tiers and whatnot?

Tiers?

Well, yeah, like you know,

different prices for different things.

- You want a root? - Yeah, well...

I wouldn't put it like that, but...

How much you got?

Um, I've got your fuel money. What would that get me?

Oh...

Fuck me dead!

Big Pete.

Who's asking? - It's Maxine.

You see my taxi? Little darling stole it.

One of your girls turn on you, did they?

Something like that.

Putting the word out to all the fellas.

There's a reward for who helps me find it.

Not if I find it first.

- Ow!

My pop, Ringer, reckoned,

God is always watching -

big pervert.

Apparently we are all God's children too.

Then where is he?

Just another drop dead Dad.

Men, hey, always making trouble

and women coming to their rescue.

But mess with us -

we'll strike you down and you'll never see it coming.