All language subtitles for Westside s06e01 Her Grave, While Im Dancing on It.eng

Ted.

Ted.

Time to go.

Do me up?

It's OK, Ted. It's what she wants.

So we owe her this much.

- This is the moment...

we will be stronger.

Feel the spirit within you.

Let it surround you

Welcome, everyone.

This is the moment.

Best moment of your life.

- OK. Let's go, boys.

- This is the moment.

This is the answer.

We can be strong.

This is the moment.

The music is playing.

The air is alive and electric.

Feel the rhythm�

I can go with you, if you want.

- So you can pick another fight?
- He's an arrogant cock.

- He's a bloody doctor, Ted. Go to work. Or
if you want an excuse to wag, go meet Phineas.

- The others are going.

- He wants to see you.
- Too bad.

Good luck.
- What's luck got to do with it?

- Carol. - I was just about to knock.
- I was just about to leave.

Rita's not here.
- I know.

Ngaire and I have been talking.
The situation, it can't go on.

- This would be the Loretta�
- The Loretta situation, yes.

That poor child is 3 months old and
still hasn't met her grandmother.

- You think that really
matters to Loretta?

- That� That's not
really the point, Ted.

- No, I suppose it's not.
- You need to talk to her.

- I tried talking to her, and it's not just her;
it's them. The two of them are as bad as each other.

- Children are important, Ted.

They can be here one day, and then gone
the next, taken away before your very eyes.

- Yes, Carol. I'm well aware of your situation.
- This isn't about me.

I'm not trying
to make this about me.

- No, I never said that you� - But I
am a good lesson in what can happen.

- Carol, I need to get to work.
- You need to talk to her again is what you need to do.

- And may I remind you again that there are
two bloody stubborn women in the stand-off.

- And one of them needs
to get off their high horse first.

- And you really think that's gonna be Rita?
- I think you need to talk to her.

Phineas is getting out today.
- Yes, he is.

- And her?

- No idea what's happening with
Valerie, and I don't bloody care.

Tell me, Bert, did it take you long
to think of a name for your garage

- Well, it's what people call it,
so why shouldn't [?

- So are you coming or not?
- Things are pretty busy, eh.

I've got a couple of bookings
for later.

- He said that he needed
all of us there.

- Well, I don't see Ted anywhere.
- Yeah, well, maybe not Ted.

- We should go after her.
- Oh, leave her. This is all her fault. She can rot for all I care.

- No.

- What?

- I can't do that to her.

Then you can fuck off too.

Oh, just go, Phineas. Just fuck off.

Hey, you tell her I'm not going to
prison again, not because of her.

- We owe it to Phin. No matter what he said, she kept her mouth shut.
- So you're coming with us.

- He's gonna make a run of it,
isn't he?

- Yes, someone clearly
thinks so now.

- Nah, not even Phineas
is that stupid.

I'll go and get changed.

Aroha, I'm heading out for a bit.
- Well, you're the boss, Uncle Bert.

- Detective Solomona.
- Lefty.

- Your car need fixing or something?

- Just happened to be driving past
and saw the three of you and thought,

"There's a likely
bunch of criminals.'

Not us. Bert's a respectable
businessman now � even says so on the building.

Bilkey can do you a new suit.
Looks like you could do with one.

And if you fancy a holiday getaway, I'm
your man. (Good, honest, hardworking folk.

- Phineas gets out today.
- Oh, he's paid his debt to society.

- No. Not quite.
- Now you're talking about stuff I know nothing about.

- You fellas wouldn't happen to know anything
about a safe gone missing, would you?

- There was a thing on the radio this
morning. Lots of that sort of thing lately.

You should do something about it.

- Oh, you're a lifesaver, Keith.

Nothing for him.
- But I'm starving.

- Food when you get that
bastard thing open and not before.

What did you do that for?
He doesn't deserve our pity.

- We any closer, Falani?
- I want to say yes.

- You assured me you could open it.
- And I was sure at the time.

Now, not so much.

- We have a client waiting.
- I've tried everything that should have worked and nothing has.

- Well, it's no fucking
use to us now, is it?

Guess he wasn't
hungry like the Wolf.

- Ted!

- Hello, Carol.

Again.
- 1 pop in from time to time. It's like a hobby.

- Uh-huh.

- They are quite popular � with the ladies, mainly.
- So I'm told.

And with all the ladies in here, there are
way less fights in the public bar these days.

- Well, that's gotta
be a good thing.

- Plus, all the profits
go into the community.

- Yeah, that too.

- Have you talked to her yet?

- No.
- But you will.

- Yes.
- Good.

- Heads up.

- Hey. - Hey.
- Hey.

- Uh, Ted couldn't make it.

- It doesn't matter.
Come on. We have to go.

- Where?
- To get the case from where I hid it.

- Phineas,

not a good idea.

- Fuck youse.

- Look, wherever we go, mate,
they'll be right behind us.

- Yeah?

Well, if we don't go now,
it won't be there. Come on.

- This is a very bad idea.

- Hey.

You owe me.

- Fuck.

- Rita West.

- Uh-huh.

Yeah, that's right.

Well, when you've got 'em installed,
I'll come in and do the certification.

Yeah. Cheers, mate.

- Busy, Ted?

- Always.

- We've got that session with the brewery boys tonight.
- Aha. Greasing the hand that feeds.

- Well, we do good
business together.

- Yes, Frankie, I shall be there smiling and nodding.
- Good.

Are you happy, Ted,
in this empire we're building?

- Why wouldn't I be?

- You hear about last night?

- What, we won more
medals at the Games?

- Another one of those
smash-and-grab raids.

Took out half a bloody jewellery store in the process.
- Oh, yeah?

- Mm. There's been a bit of a spate
of them over the last couple of years.

- Hmm. Yeah, I guess so.
- You missed those days, do you?

- Well, smashing and grabbing was never
really my style, Frankie; you know that.

True. You're smarter than that.

- So long as you're not
moonlighting on me, Ted.

- When would I find the time,
Frankie?

The brewery boys are keen
to get a Pom-poms again.

Ah. 'Course they are.

- Someone had a good night.
- One thing led to another.

I gave you a bag to put the stuff
in. You're not holding the bag.

- Do you want my number?
- Nah. I'm good.

- We can't get it open.

- You're kidding, right?
- I don't know. Must've got damaged in the extraction.

- Fuck. It's a fucking safe.
They're fucking indestructible.

- Yeah, well, whatever.
We still can't get it open.

- Well, I hope that makes you feel
better � problem shared and all that.

Here's a suggestion for you �
find someone who can open the safe.

If you want, I can give you a clue.
- He'll want paying.

- Mm. That comes out
of your end, sport.

You can do it, Wolf.

Talk to Daddy.

- What about the fact that my
daddy works for your daddy?

- I'm sure Ted knows the word discretion,
especially if you're the one buying it.

- So, where are we going?
- Just keep driving.

- Where'd you hide it, Phineas?
- That's between me and God.

- If we get pinged for this,
I'm not gonna be fucking happy.

- Oh, it'd be about right, thought, given
the job went tits up before it even started.

- No. No fucking way.
- Not a negotiation, Ted.

- You tell us where the stuff is, and
we go and get it. That's how this works.

- Not this time.
This time I want in.

- This is not a fucking game.
- I'm in or the job's off.

She's your fucking responsibility.

- What the hell?
- Why is the road blocked?

- It's the Commonwealth Games, and the
road cycling's coming through here today.

- But we need to go that way.
- Well, that's not happening.

- Pull over.

- Phineas, we should wait. We
should come back another time, mate.

- Look, if we don't go now, she'll get there first.
- Valerie? She's out?

- I got this call yesterday from Christchurch
Women's about how she was about to walk.

In her head,
everything's all our fault.

- Well, the only reason the cops were waiting
for us was because she was blabbing at work.

- Not how she sees it.

Last thing she said on the phone was how she
was getting on a plane to get what we owed her.

No way. I did time; I deserve it.

- Rita!

- Carol. - You all right?
- Box of fluffy ducks.

- Just playing the pokies for a bit.

- Did you win?
- At first.

Has Ted spoken to you?
- Not recently. Why?

- He said he would.

- Uh huh, and what's he
gonna talk to me about?

- I think you know.

- Well, then you'll know what
I'm gonna to say to him, don't you?

- Loretta Rita is 3 months old now, Rita. That's
three months without her grandma in her life.

Isn't there some part of you
that wants to meet her?

- Of course.
- That's good.

- Then there's the part of me
that wants to strangle Cheryl.

The one time that I needed her and let my guard
down, she shoved that dagger so far into my back.

You have heard of the phrase let bygones be bygones, right?

- Kids are important, Rita.
I of all people know this.

- Oh, Jesus. Carol, do not
go down this road again.

- My kids are gone, Rita, and there
isn't a day that doesn't haunt me.

- Carol, you gave Brian
custody in the divorce

cos you felt guilty after you got
caught drunk-driving with them in the car.

- What I am saying, Rita,
is kids are precious and temporary,

and every moment you miss
is a moment missed.

- Carol, if I say something,
will you leave me alone?

- That you'll come with
me now to visit Loretta?

So if she can find it in her bitch heart to admit
that what she did was wrong and beg for mercy,

then I will visit Loretta.

Stupid name and all.

- I sensed a crack in the facade.
- Rita has a facade?

And she didn't completely tell me
to fuck off like every other time.

- So all you have to do now is get Cheryl to beg
for forgiveness. You've made huge strides, Carol.

- A united front. Go and see Cheryl.
- I'm a bit busy, Carol, as you can see.

- With your home share thing.
- Timeshare.

- With your home share thing.
- Timeshare.

We've got investors coming round.
You should come too.

- Why?
- It's the future of holidaying.

And there are still units available in that
Mt Maunganui place I was telling you about.

Treat your kids to a week of beach front bliss.
- I don't have any money.

- The investment is minimal for a stress-free,
fully furnished vacation home, Carol.

- But I don't have any money. All I have is
something I need to do to make my life worth living.

- Excuse me.

Oh, shit!

We need to get across there.

Yeah, no, I don't think that's going to happen, mate.

- Look familiar?
- Oh, yeah.

- Where the fuck did
all those cops come from?

- What are you looking for?

- Because it was like
they were waiting for us.

- It had better be worth it.
- Most valuable thing you've ever stolen.

- We haven't stolen it yet.
Stolen's when you get away.

Great Now the chopper's here.

- All right. We keep moving.

- Do you want me to do
the talking or should you?

- This is your show, Carol.
I'm just here for moral support.

- Rod, listen to me. The price is the price, and
if you don't want to buy them, I have other buyers.

Rod, you weren't listening. Take it
or leave it. That's the fucking price.

Carol. Ngaire.
What can I do for you?

- Well, I am here to put
something wrong right.

- Uh-huh.
- And I think you know what wrong I'm talking about.

Anyway, we, Ngaire and I and others, feel that it
is time things were patched up between you and Rita.

- Sure.
- Oh, good.

- If the evil cow wants to get on her knees
and apologise for the things she said to me.

- In fairness, she did come
to you in her hour of need.

- I need someone to look after the
place while I'm having my treatment.

- And I can run it my way?

- Of course.

- And it was a kind
and noble thing you did.

- But did I get any fucking
thanks for it? Did I fuck?

- Are you deliberately trying to put me
out of business or are you just useless?

- There are no customers, Rita.
This is a dying shop.

- So you thought you'd put it out of its misery?
- No, I'm sure it wasn't like that.

- As I told Rita, an opportunity
presented itself that I couldn't say no to.

- All the money I'm making,
we have to run it through somewhere.

- Like mother, like wife.

- Except bigger and better
and yours.

- Does it matter that I'm pregnant?

- No one is saying you deliberately
opened this place to get at Rita.

- Rita is.
- But the point remains - perhaps you two could even work together.

- After everything she said to me?

Rita.

- Heard a lot about this place.

Thought I should see
it with my own eyes.

- And here it is in all its glory.

- So was it worth it. .. for betraying
me when I was on death's door?

- And when you were being
a total bitch to me?

Because you're such
a precious little petal

- You're better now, though, I hear.

- In remission, yes.

- So, did you beat it, Rita?

Or did the cancer realise it was dealing
with something more evil and flee?

- Yes, harsh words were said, but surely
there must be some common ground.

- Her grave while I'm dancing on it.

- Gidday, love.

- What are you doing here?

- I love you too.
- You're bored at work, so you thought you'd annoy me.

- Yeah, and I wanted to come
and see how the check-up went.

- Oh, he poked, prodded, used big words. You
would've shouted at him. Fluffy ducks all round.

- Uh-huh.

Oh, um, after you left,
uh, Carol came�

- Carol came to see you.
I know. I've spoken to her.

- Oh, good. Saves me, then.

- I'd only say the same thing
to you that I said to her �

if Slutty Pants comes to me on her
knees and apologises for betraying me�

- Yeah, I don't see that happening.
- Well, then, we're done here.

And the next time you see Carol, you can tell
her that in case she didn't get the message.

- Oh, no, no. I'm sure she
would have got the message.

- Then I'll see you at home.
I'm thinking sausages for dinner.

- I'm, uh... I'm out with the brewery boys.
- Oh.

I'll sort myself, then.

- Yeah, I guess.

Are you sure you're OK?

- Yes, Ted, I'm fine.

Check out this loser.

Give up, mate. You're miles behind.

That's not very in
the spirit of the Games.

- Phineas.

Oi!

Get off it, you bastard!

Where the hell is he going?

- Do you think even if we knew,
we'd tell ya?

- Stop! Stop! - Get out of the fuckin' way!
- What are yo doing?

- Oh, I can't come see my old man?
See if he fancies a beer with me? My shout.

- Uh-huh.

Well, I'd be a mug to say no,
wouldn't 1?

- Loretta's quiet � real quiet.

She sort of...

looks at you... for hours.

Jethro thinks she's brain-damaged, and
Van cries every time he has to go near her.

- Look, this is all really nice, Wolf,
but do you wanna get to the real point?

- Pays the bills.

- Why do you ask?

- I might have something
I can throw your way.

You can't get it open, can you?

That jewellery store �
that was one of yours.

But it's not just some money machine that you
can rip out of the wall and hack open, is it?

- I have a problem...

and a timeline.

So do you wanna help me with my problem? Or did
you hang up your balls when you took that job?

- Oh, Jesus. Whatever happened to
saying, please � you know, asking nicely?

Who the fuck taught you manners?
- Mum.

Please? OK?

- Oh, hallelujah.
- As you were boys.

Ah. I see you've tried the
traditional throw a pie at it technique.

- We tried everything, Mr Ted.

- And what possessed you to think
you could open a bad boy like this, eh?

- I read all the specifications.
- Mm-hm. How'd that work out for you?

- OK, you made your point.
Can you open it or not?

I have one condition.

- Equal shares with us.
- Well, I'd expect nothing less, but that's not the condition.

You need to make it so your mother gets to visit your new kid.
- Seriously?

- Do I look like I'm fucking joking?

Square it with your wife so Rita gets to
meet Loretta, and I'll open your bloody safe.

- I really don't want to get in
the middle of that shit fight.

- If you want what's in that,
make it happen.

Oh, great Come on.

- So, what now? We just wait
here till the cops go away?

- They're not going away, Valerie � not for you.
They know it was you who set up all the jobs.

- You don't know that for a fact.
- Well, yeah, I do. Obviously, they do.

- What?
We're just, what, meant to give up?

- I'm not saying that, OK? What I'm saying is that
we have a chance now to do good for the future, so...

Look, what I'm saying is that we
find a place here to hide the case �

sorry, God �

and we get as far away as possible
so they don't look here.

- And then come back and get it.
- Yeah. After we get out of prison.

- Oh!
- We're not walking away from this, Val.

They catch you eventually, so we leave here and we get arrested.
- No!

- We plead guilty. We do time, and with luck,
when we get out, that's here. We cash in then.

That's the only shot we've got.

OK? And when we get arrested, it was only you and
me. We don't name names. We give them nothing.

- So those pricks get away with it.
- Yeah, they do.

And if I hear my mates have been
done, I'll tell the pigs where to find it.

- Just you and me.

Like Bonnie and Clyde.

- It was still here.

- I can see that.

- I got here first. - What happened to Bonnie and Clyde?
- They died in a hail of bullets.

- Not so keen on that.

- I met someone else.

- While you were in prison?
- Yeah, he's a social worker. We want to move to Balclutha.

This will pay for our new life.

- What about me?
- I kept up my end of the bargain.

I didn't give up your mates,
so I figure we're even.

Or are you just
gonna take it off me?

- Nah.

You keep it.

Sorry, God.

- Same again?

- Mad not to.

- And how are you doing?
- Oh, I'm still drawing breath. Can't ask for more than that.

- Expecting more visitors?
- If it's Carol, I'm not here. - Mm-hm.

Ah.

- Jesus.
- Good to see you too, Mum.

- Thought you'd
forgotten where we live.

- Funny. I was gonna
ask you the same thing.

There's a little baby girl
I thought you'd like to meet.

- You did, did you?

All on your own?
- Look do you wanna meet your grandkid or not?

- Of course I wanna meet her, Wolf.
- Good. Dinner tonight.

- And will Cheryl be cooking
humble pie for this dinner?

- Oh, for fuck's sakes.
Can't we just move on from that?

- Move on?

You mean move on from how your
wife and you took my trust and shat on it?

- Isn't that how this family works?

- I'll tell you what, Wolf �
I will come for dinner...

- Good.
- ...when Cheryl invites me herself

and apologises for being
a total bitch in the process.

- God! Jesus save us from
the bloody West women.

- You got it?

- Got what?

- Arms out.

- Are you allowed to do this?

- She got to it first, did she?
- Again, no idea what you're talking about, Mr Solomona.

- Turn around.

Arms out.

But that was actually bloody funny.

- Oh, yeah?

Good luck with that.

- Cock. - Don't call me a cock, you cock.
- You're the cock.

- Pascalle, put some clothes on. You don't
wanna run around naked your whole life.

Pay Mandy.

- A man giving you money? It's
like a glimpse into your future.

- Wolf, I wouldn't charge
you for it; you know that.

- Can I have a word with you?

- Oh, can it wait? I've just got home.
- No.

- You're fucking kidding me.
- I wish I was.

But you need to ask Rita around
for dinner so she can meet Loretta.

Long story short � the
safe from last night, we need Ted.

- I thought Falani was all over it.
- Yeah, no.

So Ted's been getting a lot of grief about this
Loretta situation, so his condition for doing it is...

- You are shitting me.
- It's a lot of money, babe.

This is something that has to
happen, and it has to happen tonight.

- So, are going to come home smelling of stripper
like the last time you went out the brewery boys?

- I told you � that lap dance
was Frankie's idea of a joke.

- Came home horny, though.
- Well, I am but a man. What can I say?

- Pity I was bald and
chucking my ring up.

- Hello.

- Hello, Ted.
- Cheryl.

- Is Rita there?

- For you.

- What?

- Hello, Rita.

- Going back to 'what'.

Wolf and I, we've been thinking
it's about time you meet Loretta.

- Is that so?

Yes, yes, it is.

People keep saying she
reminds them of you.

You can see for yourself
if you come over tonight.

Are you still there?

- I was just thinking
about bridges �

how water flows under them, and sometimes they get burnt.

I know. And...

And, yes, things were said, ...

and... I thought this could be the chance for me
to say sorry for some of those things that I said.

- This could be the chance.
Is that you actually saying sorry?

Or is this apology somewhere
in the future?

- No, Rita, this is me saying sorry,
trying to mend the fucking bridge.

Hmm.

Wow.

That's big of you.

- It is, isn't it?

- I'll see you tonight.

- See?

Wasn't so hard, was it?

- Thanks, hon. You're the best.
- Where are you going?

- I've got a safe to deal to.
Sorry, babe.

- So, do you normally dress this
nicely when you're cracking a safe?

- Yeah, I like to give it
a bit of class.

- Do not interrupt this flow, Eric. This is like
watching da Vinci paint the roof of the Sistine Chapel.

- An nicely dressed too �
that's all I'm saying.

- I have a work thing.

- Ted West � office drone.

It got us through when your mother was sick.

But tell me you don't hate it.

- You want this thing open or not?
- Depends if you've gone rusty on it.

- Cheeky little shit.

- Praise be.

- So, where are you fencing this stuff?
- Nowhere near here.

- Using that bloke
down in Wellington?

- Try Holland.

- Holland?

Since when did you get
a flash overseas contact?

- It's a whole new world, Dad.
- Uh-huh.

Well, can I give you young fellas a
piece of advice in this fancy new world?

- Always.

- Spend it wisely, not on flash houses and the
like that make you stick out like dogs balls.

- I told you � we're running
it all through Cheryl's store.

- Oh, yeah.
- Like that's such a gold mine

- You do things your way;
I'll do them mine.

- Well aware of that, son.

I feel quite honoured
to be here for this moment.

- Yes, Carol, all your
dreams are coming true.

- Quite a flash place, really.
- Yeah. It's a fuckin' mansion.

- Hey, Grandma Rita.
- Van.

- Mum said I should
check you for weapons.

- Oh, for fuck's sake, Van.
- I told you not to tell her I said that.

- Jethro.
- Grandma.

- Pascalle. You're looking even more pink than usual today.
- Thanks.

Such a lovely family.

- Yeah.

- I suppose you should meet Loretta.
- That's why I'm here.

- Have a seat.

- Is she awake?
- Oh yeah. She's awake.

She can lie there for hours,
just looking.

If she looks at you like she's peering into
your soul, don't worry; that's just her.

- Maybe we should let them get
to know each other in private.

I'm sure they'll be fine.

- Loretta, eh?

Good luck with that.

I was more...

Johnny Cash than Loretta Lynn.

Always liked me a bad boy.

Mind you, if there's one song a girl
should live her life by, its 'Fist City'.

You better close your face,

stay out of my way,

if you don't wanna go
to Fist City.

Yeah.

Loretta sure knew
her shit with that one.

You remember that, you hear?

Oh, what am I saying?

You're not gonna remember this.

But you are a West girl.

So here's what I reckon you
need to know, Loretta West.

You always need to be the smartest person
in the room, even if you know you're not.

And never back down. You look them in the eye until
they blink, until they're the ones who look away.

It's a shit world out there, and it's a
doubly shit world if you're a woman.

But as a force of nature.

And find good people.

You don't even have to like them.
In fact...

But if you find the right people,
they'll be loyal...

which is important...

which is important...

which is essential, actually.

And be doubly careful when
you fall in love, all right...

because you will...

because we all do...

because...

I don't know; we just do.
We can't help it.

So when it happens, you just
make sure that it's for real,

that he is someone you
would kill for �

or kill...

if he ever betrays you.

Aw, sweetheart.

They say that love is a bitch, ..

So you be that bitch, ...

otherwise, life will own you,
and you are not that girl �

not with my genes running
through your blood, you're not.

You're not.

You're not.

Oh, you sweet girl.

Hey.

Hey.

Come here.

- Oh, that's hilarious.
- Oh, great story. Top story.

- Where's that tart with our drinks?
- Oh, I'll chase her up, eh? - Good on ya.

- Dickheads.

Hey, I ordered another round.
Cheers.

- Bianca.
- Didn't Dad tell you I moonlight here

- Aha. Yeah, right.

- So, women aren't allowed
to look at naked women too?

- Hey, whatever spins your wheels.

- Actually, Dad likes me
to drink with the brewery boys.

He thinks it's funny when
they try and shock me.

- Good like there, I bet.

It's in Holland.

- Yeah, I know.

- Thank you for your help.

- You're his contact.

- Oh, I'm more than that, Ted. I'm
everything when it comes to your son.

Last two years,
everything he's done �

me.

I take it Frankie doesn't know.

- You're not gonna tell him.

Phineas.

- They paroled me to
my last known address.

- Seriously?

- Yeah, I don't think they
put two and two together.

- Bureaucrats, eh?
- Yeah.

Is this OK?

Are we OK?

- Me? I'm fine.

You?
- Yeah.

Old news and stuff.

- Uh-huh.

Pour us a drink, then.

- Valerie took the thing.

- Oh, I kissed that
goodbye a long time ago.

- No loss, then.

- Not to me.

You?

- Rita went to bed.

- How'd she seem?

- How do you mean?

- When you showed up here,
how was she?

- [ Dunno. Quiet.

- Right.

- You've got a proper job now.

- Apparently.

- Does that mean
you're out of the game?

- Why?

- Oh...

I mean...

if I told you about a job I of on
the inside, what would you say?

- Mmm.
- Ah,

- You don't smell of stripper.

- Well, I'm a saint now,
don't you know?

- Oh.

That's a pity.

I liked the bad boy.

Fuck me.

If you insist.

You OK?

- Oh, I just need to feel alive,
that's all.

Oh, fair enough.

It's back.

- What?

- My old friend.

How bad?

I don't think
it's going away this time, Ted.

- Oh, you've been makin'
your brags around town,

that you've been a-lovin' my man.

But the man I love,
when he picks up trash,

he puts it in a garbage can.

And that's what a-you
look like to me.

You better close your face
and stay outta my way

if you don't wanna go
to Fist City.

- Krystle! You fucking cow!

- You junk-selling,
West-shagging trash.

- And I'm not into fucking you
until you do what I say.

No pakipaki for Wolfie!

- She could just buy a vibrator.

- We're having a party.
- A piss-up.

- Well, I don't see you with
one foot in the bloody grave, Ted.

- Not one foot, no;
just my whole fucking heart.

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