All language subtitles for Westside s03e06.eng

BILKEY: I am gay.

I'm missing something here.

Bilkey's a homo.

You should adopt Sparky!

Phineas, I want
you to meet our son.

WOLF: I love her, Mom, andshe's not going anywhere.

So I guess you're one
of us now, Slutty Pants.

Don't call me slutty pants.

I know where you and
I could find 60,000--

100,000 on a good day.

Money machines.

Fuck the money machines.

ALL: Fuck the money machines.

An automatic teller machine.

A bank in a wall?

Look.

The ATM doesn't matter, Phineas.

We're trying to steal
the money before it

gets in there, remember?

PHINEAS: From the van
carrying the money

to the bank in a wall?

TED: Yes.

Three of these newfangledmachines around Auckland.

Every day, they're
reloaded with cash.

BERT: Yep, same van,
same route, every day.

MAN 1: So we jump the
guard, steal the van,

Bob's your uncle.

TED: Ah, we can't do that.

MAN 2: Big brother is watching.

The whole alleyway around wherethe van pulls up is covered.

MAN 3: But we're in balaclavas.

TED: The cameras are monitored.

MAN 1: And we know this how?

My cousin helped
install the machines.

Again, so?

30 seconds and we're gone.

Yeah, and they're reachingfor the phone calling the pigs.

Meanwhile, we're driving
around out in the open.

The getaway strategy
doesn't work.

So let's take them
out then-- the cameras.

And how are you
going to do that?

I'll shoot them
out with my rifle.

And they're not
going to notice

that the cameras are down?

Maybe tell the van not to stop?

Well, I'm not hearing anyoneelse making any suggestions.

No guns, Lefty.

Yeah, that didn't
end so well last time.

[gunshot]

With what last time?

Nothing, Darijo.

So are we going to do
this fucking job or not?

Yes, yes.

We just need to think some more.

That's all.

Unless I bring giant
demolition machine.

We smash ATM right out ofthe wall, put it on truck,

bring it home with us.

Maybe we'll sleep on that.

RITA: Is something wrong
with the meat loaf?

No, it's delicious, love.

How's things around here?

Great.

Are you and
Cheryl playing nice?

We have an understanding.

That machine can be a bitrough on your delicates,

just so you know.

All good.

I think it's fair to saythat we're in the process

of sorting things out.

Ah, what a shame.

But I did warn you.

Yes, you did.

The machine's free
now if you want it.

RITA: Great!

Thank you, Cheryl.

No worries, Rita.

Fuck!

Ugh.

Oh, gee, first the washingmachine, now the oven.

It's really not a goodday for appliances, is it?

Meanwhile, back to whateverbug's crawled up your jacksie.

Bloody money machine job.

I thought you
were all over it.

Yeah, so did I.

There's cameras
everywhere watching us.

It's getting to
be like that book.

You know the one Wolf wasmeant to read for school

and I ended up reading?

"1984"?

It's only two
years away, Rita.

The rate we're going,
it's going to be true.

I mean, in America,you've got Reagan, right?

B movie actor with hisfinger on the nuclear button.

How can the world be anymore messed up than that?

[music playing]

Hey!

Fuckballs!

You have to stop
trying to get me naked.

But naked is where youdo some of your best work.

But it's not going to getme my master's, though, is it?

[giggling]

It's just one of
those jobs, you know?

I mean, it's a greatidea until you look at it

and the problems keep piling up.

Then don't do it.

Oh, that's not my
call, [inaudible]..

You know that.

You need to let
your voice be heard.

Yeah, yeah.

I know.

I'm serious.

Those guys need to appreciateyou more than they do.

The boys?

They're all right.

No, they aren't.

They don't listen to you.

And they treat you like--

Like what?

Like you're the little naughtyboy who does what he's told.

Sorry.

For what?

Being the one
who tells you that.

Nah, it's cool.

It'll change one day.

I'll be like The
Incredible Hulk--

all real nice and stuff untilone day I get pushed too far.

And then I'll be like--

[inhales] [roars]

[laughs] No, I'm notfalling for your cheap moves.

Cheap?

My moves are all class.

Three things are
going to happen.

I'm getting a seven-to-eight,then you're leaving,

then I'm getting back to work.

Scrambled eggs OK?

Yeah.

That'd be, um,
grouse, thank you.

It's quiet, isn't it?

You mean without Mumtrying to kill my girlfriend?

Oh, Cheryl holds her own.

[laughs]

Is this that ATM thing?

Yeah.

The impossible job.

Well, I thought nothing wasimpossible for the great Ted

West.

Then you can
pull your head in.

You're losing
your touch, old man.

TED: All right then.

I'll jump on and
you have a seat.

Show me how it's done.

Sure.
Piece of piss.

What are you doing?

Learning.

Learning heaps.

This criminology stuff
is pretty dense, eh?

All these big words.

Yeah, it's pretty dry stuff.

And this Rose woman, shesounds like a real hard lady,

just from what I can make out.

In fact, from what
I can make out,

she sounds a hell of
a lot like Rita West.

Does Rita know about this?

No.

Am I in here?

It's primarily about thewomen and their interactions

with the gang.
- Primarily.

So that's a yes.

Just not one of
the important ones.

Yeah, we're in there.

But I changed everyone's name.

Yeah, Rose and Rita,
they're real different.

What am I?

Honey.

Of course I am.

Can I have my thesis back now?

I need to make some revisions.

Why didn't you tell meyou were writing about us?

I didn't think
you'd understand.

- Because I'm dumb?
- You're not dumb, Bert.

Yeah, well, I
feel pretty dumb,

finding out that mygirlfriend's been using me

and my mates as a
research project.

OK, let's make this clear.

I was studying criminologybefore you and I met.

So I find myself in thisunique position, by chance.

What was I supposed
to do, ignore it?

Yeah, well, you've putme in a unique position--

like dead, if they find out.

[giggles]

You think that's funny?

Bert, if there's
one thing I do know

about Ted West and
the so-called gang,

it's, they aren't killers.

Well, then, you don't
know much, do you?

So educate me.

Teach me the truth.

No, I need to think.

Bert, there's
nothing to think about.

It's finished.

It's almost done.

I just need to do the revisions.

Yeah, well, better I'd getout of your way, then, hadn't I?

I've been reading
"The Mother's Almanac"

and "Parenting Power," butnothing's really helped.

Well, Sparky is a unique boy.

It all started
off so well, Rita.

We got the room all set up,and Phin really got into it.

He started reading him thatbook "The Halfmen of O."

Oh.

But then one
night, I looked in,

and Sparky was
reading it to Phineas.

And I think that sort of tookthe fun out of it for Phin.

He is very smart for his age.

CAROL: And so loving.

He gives me hugs all the time.

So many hugs.

Does Phineas get hugs too?

Not as many as me.

In fact, Phineas
thinks that Sparky

might love me more than him.

- Because of the hugging?- Yeah.

Then stop hugging Sparky.

But Sparky says he
needs the hugs to help

him get over the nightmares.

Sparky?

I had that bad dream again.

Both your heads exploded.

Oh, darling.

Can I sleep beside you?

Back off, you weird bastard.

Um, have you tried
getting Phineas

and Sparky to, you know, bond?

Have some guy time together?

Yeah.

That just freaked
Phineas out even more.

Spas are quite
relaxing, aren't they?

I guess.

I just think how water andelectricity really don't mix.

I mean, all it takes is onelittle fault in the wiring

and you get in and
you push the button

to make the bubbles and then--

[imitates zapping][screaming] [imitates zapping]

Well, I'm sorry, Carol.

I wish I had an answer for you.

But I've got some behavioralissues at my place too.

Is Wolf playing up again?

Oh, no, it's that sluttypants girlfriend of his?

Cheryl?

Well, that doesn't
make any sense.

She's always so lovely.

What's going on here?

Helping Dad with his homework.

Well, don't let me interrupt.

What's in this
building next door?

Ah, I already cased it.

I thought maybe we could
bust through the wall

like the Smith and Caughey job.

But it's reinforced concrete.

Hm.

What's inside?

A whole lot of nothing.

Another corporate wastelandcompliments of Piggy Muldoon.

Any alarms, cameras?

Nothing to steal.

You want to tell me whereyou're headed with all of this?

No.

I need to show you.

TED: What, now?

WOLF: Yeah.

Unless you have
something better to do.

Hey.

WOLF: Hey.

CHERYL: You heading out?

WOLF: Yeah, just for a bit.

Just the boys.

Sometimes, it's
best you don't know.

You'll get used to it.

Or not.

Are we clear of those cameras?

We're good.

Didn't you used to
be faster at this?

Just as I thought.

What is?

Come see for yourself.

No, I don't need to see it.

Yeah, you do.

Why?

Because you do.

Can't you just bloody tell me?

Are yeou scared of heights?

No.

Bullshit, you are.

No, I am bloody well am not.

Then come have a look,
if you want to know

how my plan's going to work.

All right, then.

I will.

- In your own time.- I said, Wolf, I'm coming!

Just bloody hold your
horses, all right?

- See that?
- Yep.

A courtyard behind the alley.

No cameras.

Which means we can
just wait down there

and let them bring
the cash to us.

Yeah, I guess.

Yeah.

No, it makes sense, yeah.

One question, though.

How the hell are we going toget down there, Wolf, huh?

A bloody parachute?

Something like that.

[sighs]

How'd you go?

Our son is a bloody
criminal genius.

Took you long enough
to figure it out.

So as you came up
with the great idea,

you'll get a bigger cut
of the money, right?

Yeah, I don't think
that's how it works.

[laughs] Well, it should.

You know there's noturning back with this, eh?

How do you mean?

With me doing this job.

This is a whole new league.

You mean like a "once acriminal, always a criminal"

kind of thing?

Yeah, but for you as well.

I mean, once I do this,
there's no backing out.

You're part of this family now.

I need to know that
you're OK with that.

Wolf, I'm so OK with that.

[laughs] I'm so fucking OK.

Do I have to take him?

It'll be good
for the two of you

to spend some time together.

Can I stay here with you?

No.

You need to spend some
time with your father

for when I'm away for work.

But he's not really my father.

Well, I'm not
really your mother.

You are to me.

Which is nice.

But then as your mother, youhave to do what I say, right?

I guess.

Then I want you to spendthe day with your father.

OK.

Good.

That's that sorted.
You boys have fun.

Don't you have electrician'sschool to go to or something?

The place I was doing myapprenticeship burnt down.

They never found
out what started it.

Yeah, I want to say
that I miss Sparky,

but, the truth is,
I've slept so much

better without hisexploding head nightmares.

Yeah, the lack of
screaming and moaning

is much more restful.

Boys, why don't youconcentrate on eating, OK?

There you go, Rita.

Thank you, Cheryl.

[knocking]

Only me.

The meeting's at Lefty's.

Yeah, I know.

I kind of need to speak to Rita.

It's a personal matter.

No.

It's an important
personal matter.

About what?

Sort of a
relationship problem?

Bert, this is not between"Beauty and the Beast"

and I am not Selwyn
fucking Toogood.

Sorry, but I cannot
take no for an answer.

I beg your pardon?

You heard.

Maybe you should just
hear him out, love.

All right.

Spit it out.

Not in here.

Oh, god, I hate giving advice.

Since when?

Make yourself right at home.

Yeah.

It's about Riana.
- Marry her.

Have lots of babies.

You'll never get a better offer.

Yeah, well, that waskind of the plan until now.

So don't marry her.
Dump her and move on.

Will you just listen to me?

What I need to say is
important for all of us.

Yesterday, I found
out something, ken.

I haven't been able
to sleep a wink since.

She's a fuckingundercover cop, isn't she?

No.

No.

It's kind of worse.

I'm sorry.

We're what?

Abseiling.

It's where you use ropesto lower people from a--

Yeah, I know
what abseiling is.

It's how we take thecameras out of the equation.

Here, look.

So we'll drop two guys downinto the courtyard on ropes.

They sit tight, wait for
the guards to show up.

Then, when they walk
through the door,

our guys steal their uniforms,keys, radios, and the cash,

and leave them tied up.

Our guys walk out, looking, forall the world, like the guards.

Get in the van, drive
it, with all the money

inside, to a place where
we unlock the doors,

and away we go.

What if, when our
guys are coming out,

they look at the camera andthe people in the cameras

see that they're not the guards?

Well then we'll
tell them not to look

at the cameras, Phineas.

And all they'll see--

the back of our guys in theiruniforms, caps on their heads.

Look, ths buys us the
time we need to drive

the van anywhere we damn well.

What if, while we'redriving around in this van,

someone finds the guards?

The cleaners normally
leave around midnight.

The van shows up
just before 7:00.

The first workers arrive inthis building around 8:00.

So we have an hour.

Uh, 30 minutes, before thevan's due at its next stop.

OK, so we have half an hour.

That's all the time we need.

Any more questions?

Oh, yeah, just one.

What are these
dipshits doing here?

Hey, that's not nice.

Yeah.

Yeah.

I'll dip your shit if
you're not careful.

They're part of the plan.

Except for Sparky.

I don't know what the hellhe's always doing here.

Mom Carol wanted me to spendsome time with Dad Phineas.

OK.

So are there any
other questions?

And what about the fact thatnone of us knows how to abseil?

Wolf does.

So he'll be one of the
two going down the wall.

You, I presume,
will be the other.

Actually, no.

I thought it'd be better
if I was on the radio,

in a coordinating role.

Well, who else
is going to do it?

- I will.
- [laughs]

Well, that's what we're
going to find out today.

Gentlemen, welcome
to climbing school.

You guys, come with me.

What, all the way up?

Yes, all the way up, Falani.

Not you.

[typewriter clacking]

[door creaking]

The door was unlocked.

I let myself in.

No it wasn't You
talked to Bert.

Or he's talked to you.

Yeah.

You've been writing
stories about me.

Not stories.

It's my thesis for my master's.

Oh.

Sounds pretty flash.

Not really.

And if you're worried aboutwho's going to read it,

it's only going to be seenby, like, five people, tops.

No, it's not.

RIANA: I swear.

Once it's marked, it justsits on a shelf somewhere.

No, it won't Because here'swhat you're going to do.

You going to gather upevery copy of this thing,

all your notes, the lot.

Then together, you and me,we're going to burn them.

No, I won't do that.

Yeah, you will.

This is my life.

I've worked all year for this.

No.

It's my life.

And you fucking stole it.

And if this thing continues toexist, then it puts me at risk,

puts my family at risk, andit puts my friends at risk.

- I changed everyone's names.- I don't care.

No one will connect
this to you, ever.

I swear.- I can't take that risk.

So you get your stuff
and you fucking burn it.

You can write another bloodythesis about something else.

No, it's not that simple.

Oh, really.

Well, la-di-da to that.

I'll fail the year.

I don't give a flying fuck!

You're not getting that!

Don't you even
want to read it?

Why would I want to do that?

I talk about you a lot, whatan amazing woman you are--

- Oh, fuck off. --strong--- Fuck off.

You cannot flatter your
way out of this one.

Just read it!

You'll see what
I'm talking about!

I don't want to
fucking read it!

I don't care if you sayI'm fucking Wonder Woman,

I want to destroy it, because
it threatens my world.

How are you not getting thatthrough your thick fucking

skull?

No.

Jesus Christ almighty.

What is wrong with you?

I'm not throwing
away a year of my life.

Yeah?

Well, I'm not throwing
away mine because

some stupid little bitch wantsa couple of fancy letters

after her name.

You can do it again next year.

You can write about
something else

to keep the eggheads happy.

That is all you're
sacrificing here.

Do you get that?

That is so little in
comparison to the risk

that you're putting
on me and my family.

Surely, surely, you
can understand that.

There is no risk!

No one's going to trace thisback to you or Ted or anyone!

Did Bert ever tell you
what I did to him once?

No.

Well, he was informing.

Wasn't really his fault.
He's extremely weak.

A stronger man took
advantage of that.

But when I found out thathe was doing this thing,

I tried to kill him.

I poisoned him.

Clearly, he survived.

But the point is
that, at the time,

I didn't give a fuckwhether he lived or died.

And the thing is, Riana,
I care a hell of a lot

more about Bert
than I do about you.

I've been to prison.

I'm not scared to go back thereif it means my family are safe.

So you gather up your stuff--

every copy, every
scrap of paper--

and you hand it over.

And do not lie to me.

Because if you lie,
and I find out--

and I will-- you won't
see it fucking coming.

I can't do that.

[whimpers] I can't
do that because I

don't have every copy!

I gave a copy of it to my tutor.

He said that he would
read it and give

me notes before I handed it in.

Well, isn't that
ever so nice of him?

RIANA: Not really.

He's been trying to get
in my pants all year.

I think he thinks this act ofkindness will clinch the deal.

Classy.

Well, then, Rianna, youand I have some work to do.

Tryout time.

Who's up for it?

LEFTY: What's the
matter, Bilkey?

Don't you want to
fly like a fairy?

Hilarious, Lefty.

You sure you got
the balls for it?

OK, OK.

So Bilkey's out.

Yes, he is.

Eric, you already have a job.

- But this looks way cooler.- No.

Sparky, just no.

You two go sit on a rock.

Darijo, you've also got a job.

Well, come on.

Anyone can dig fuckingholes and bury fucking van!

This is James Bond shit!

Fuck yeah!

Fuck no.

This is still 20% my job.

My 80% says no.

OK, you two, off you go.

May the best man win?

Or man who doesn't
get dropped on his head

by those two dick splashes.

[grunts] All right, Falani,Phineas, on the rooftop, there

will be no bulldozer, right?

So I need you guys
to be our anchors.

You'll be holding the ropeson top of the building.

So if we let go?

Someone dies.

So watch and learn.

Wait, what?

OK, I begs Phineas.

Ye of little faith.

No offense, but all
the Islanders I've known

are not good at
seeing a job through.

Much offense.

Mr. Bert, I shall loweryou as if God himself were

sending an angel earthward.

Doesn't matter.

Because Ted's never goingto pick him over me.

He might.

You drive, Bert.

That's what you do.

OK, remember what I told you.

Just lean back until you feelyour feet flat on the wall.

And then it's just
like walking backwards.

Both hands on the rope.
Don't lose control.

Just nice and easy.

No one's in a hurry.

Whoa!

That's it, Bert.

Nice and slow.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Whoa.

Fuck me.

How's it hanging, Bert?

Shut up.

Fuck!

[laughs] Hey, wehaven't got all day, mate.

Shut the fuck up, Lefty!

Come on.

Hey, it's a hell of
a time to figure out

you haven't gut the guts forit, isn't it, when you're

fucking halfway down the cliff?- Ah, fuck you.

Hey, fuck you!

You bastard.

[grunting]

Oh, what on Earth?

Oy!

Lefty, sort it out!

I don't know what the hellwas going on up there,

and I don't want to know.

- The usual Lefty, being a cock.- Hey.

I just said I
don't want to know.

Bert, you're back
on following duty.

Lefty, you and Wolf will
be going down the wall.

But just get it sorted,all right, the lot of you.

We get one crack at
this van, and we're

not going to fuck it up.

Like you did last time.

[imitates gunshot]

They had a fight
halfway down a cliff?

Are you sure you should bethrowing in with these guys?

They sound very professional.

They're all right.

Dad read them the riot actwhen Bert finally came down.

He sulked all the way home.

Yeah, well, Bert's not exactlymy favorite person either.

You going somewhere?

RITA: Yeah.

Where?

Kind of a girls' night out.

Mum!

I've seen it all before.

Come on, blondie.

Time to go.

Do I have to do this?

If you want to live undermy roof, then yes, you do.

Do what?

Nothing for you
to worry about.

Come on.

Bring the bag.

Bye.

Bye.

Shan't be long.

I, uh, always thought thatwhen you had babies, they'd be,

you know, baby-sized.

Oh, honey.

I love it that you
when and not if.

You haven't given up hope.

I thought you were in bed.

Couldn't sleep.

Have a bad feeling.

About what, sweetie?

The job Phineas is doingwith the security van.

Like the security
van where my real dad

got his head blown off.

Ted says we're notallowed to talk about that.

I think about it all the time.

What was it like?

Could you see his brain?

What color was it?

Maybe you should try notto think so much, Sparky.

Like Dad Phineas?

Something like that.

No, no.

Where you are is fine.

You'll need these.

Later, Riana.

When we get there.

People will get
kind of suspicious

when you walk around thestreets with the balaclava on.

I don't get why I can'tjust ask him for it back.

I'm doing you a favor.

You are?

You'll see.

OK.

They really need to
work on their security.

Go on, slutty pants.

Show us what you can do.

Don't call me slutty pants.

Any time you'd
like would be good.

[grunts]

Good work.

Thank you.

No, I meant it
was such shit work,

it looks like an amateur,which is what we want.

All right.

Find your thesis thingy.

And you, give me that.

Do what we talked about

[glass breaking]
- Whoa.

What are you doing?

They're only pieces
of paper, love.

No, I mean, what if
somebody hears you?

Then we'll just have tofight our way out, won't we?

Find it.

Found it.

Hand it over.

OK.

Now you can take out
your frustrations

by trashing the place.

If this guy really is thecreep that you say he is,

then don't other people--

other women-- deserve to know?

Also, if you're
lucky, in the mess,

no one will know that
your shit is missing.

[music - split enz, "i see red"]

This is what you get
for fucking with shit!

SPLIT ENZ: [SINGING]
When my baby

is walking down the street, Isee red, I see red, I see red.

How can someone wicked
walk around free?

I see red, I see red, I see red.

I see red.

RITA: OK.

OK, Rianna!

That's enough.

SPLIT ENZ: [SINGING] I see red.

RITA?

You want my advice?

Get a proper job in the actualworld where actual people live.

And that is called life.

SPLIT ENZ: [SINGING] I seered, I see red, I see red.

No thanks.

Are you sure?

Hm.

Everyone races
about my lamingtons.

[knocking]

Get that, will you?

Did your last slave die off?

Ah.

Probably best if that comesas a surprise for you.

Hi.

G'day.

Oh, Bert.

You wanted to see me?

Yep.

For once I did.

I have two things I need
to say to you, Bert.

And you couldn't have toldme these things over the phone?

RIANA: No.

You need to be looking intomy eyes while I'm doing this.

Is Ted here?

Still asleep, but you'llbe gone before he wakes up.

I will?

Yep.

First thing, Bert,
is, I know why you

bought the Riana problem to me.

Because you know
about those things?

No.

Because you wanted
to do your dirty work

for you, which I have.

Don't ever do that
to me again, OK?

Grow a fucking pair, Bert.

You got that?

Yes.

And the second thing--

you need to sort yourself out.

Do what you need to do to getyour head back in the game

and stop being a bloodycrybaby about everything.

Because if you don't, and
you screw up on this job

and Ted gets done for it, Iwill never fucking forgive you.

Can you see how that might work?

Yes.

Lamington?

No, I'm good.

Now go and do
what you need to do.

Thank you.

- Yeah, you should.
- Only us.

Oh, sorry for interrupting.

It's all right.

Bert was just leaving.

Hey, Carol.

Hi.

Take these to the
boys downstairs.

Let me guess.

The adoption isn't
quite working out.

There are a couple of issues--

one, really, that is
getting in the way.

Phineas is afraid of me.

CAROL: No, I wouldn't say that.

He hates me then.

No, no, not hate.

I just don't think
he gets you, love.

We tried talking about it,but that didn't go so well.

Is this about the hugs?

It's a little about the hugs.

But, um, it's more aboutsetting up boundaries so we can

all live together as a family.

What does that mean?

It means you're not allowedto do weird shit to my wife,

you freak!

Oh, dear.

I-- I don't think we'reputting this very positively.

It's OK, Mum.

I understand.

You do?

I just love you so much.

I wish we were polar bears.

Sorry, what?

Mother polar bears
dig underground dens

for their cubs.

They live with them togetherin the winter months.

I'd like to live in a den withmy mum, just the two of us.

And then, this morning,things really came to a head.

[explosion]

[screams]

[panting]

Lawn mowers are
dangerous things.

All the same, I
think it would probably

be best if Sparky comesback here before, you know--

Phineas kills him?

Is that all right?

Yeah, sure.

Off you go.

Back to your den, I suppose.

Just for the record, you'rethe best mum I ever had.

[sighs]

She made me burn
a year's work.

I know.

Was that the only
reason you're with me?

What?

Research.

I just think about all thenights we sat up together,

and me telling you everything.

No, I loved those nights.

How cool for you, eh?

Being undercover, dating
a real life criminal.

Yeah, it was.

Because I was with you.

That's what made it cool.

Not anything else.

Yeah, but the wholetime, you was lying to me.

Well, two can play at
that game, right, honey?

You could have gotten
me fucking killed.

I didn't know that.

I'm sorry.

I swear I am.

But it's gone--
everything, every word.

It's over.

Yeah.

Yeah, it is.

No, not you and me.

We-- we don't have to be.

I can't trust
you anymore, Riana.

I can't be around you.

Yes, you can.

Don't you get it?
It-- it's gone.

No, you're the one
who doesn't get it.

I don't trust you.

We had that thing where Iwas the runt of the litter

with the hottest girlfriend.

And you taught me things
about myself that I'll--

I'll treasure forever.

But I don't trust you.

I love you.

But-- [sighs] take
it easy, yeah?

Stick to driving.

Stick to fucking driving, Bert.

[tires peel out]

Hey!

Sparky's welcome home party.

Great.

I liked what we
did last night.

It was fun.

I was necessary.

I want to do more.

Well, you are welcome
to it, because I'd

much rather do this.

We're off down the pub.

You're not staying forSparky's welcome home party.

No.

We need to talk.

Work stuff.

I want to do work like them.

Us chicks can do
what they can, right?

Well, you are right
about the work thing.

I'll give you that.

This place isn't a bloody hotel.

So if you want to stay here,you do need to pay your way.

Fine.

I'll start looking tomorrow.

But jobs are pretty thinon the ground these days.

Actually, I know
someone who'd hire

you today, given the chance.

Yeah?

What sort of job?

Hospitality--
that kind of thing.

Sort of like waitressing or--

Yeah, sort of.

Yeah, I'm game.

[laughs]

Danny.

Thanks for meeting with us.

I know you're a busy man.

Business is pumping, Rita.

But I always make time tomeet prospective employees.

Hey, you must be Cheryl.

Wow.

You are stunning.

Thank you, Danny.

And this is my son Hayden.

But anyway, I hear
you're looking for work.

Sure.

Cheryl's very motivated.

Excellent.

Well, I'm not sure how muchRita's actually told you.

Mm.

But basically what weoffer is high quality service

to very wealthy customers.

So I'd get tips.

- Yes, lots of tips.
- Mm-hmm.

Well, if you go
the extra mile.

And what sort of
hours would it be?

Um, mostly nights.
Sometimes days.

Oh, so the restaurant's
open for lunch?

Uh, yes, well,
a lot of business

is done during the
lunch hours and them.

Listen, Cheryl, I am a firmbeliever in first impressions.

And I think that you are goingto be perfect for this job.

Do you really think so?

THERESA: [YELLING] Itold you not to touch me!

He's done it again, Danny.

Theresa, what the hell?

That fucking merchantbanker trying to go bareback.

I had to punch him on the nose.

DANNY: Hayden, go sort this out.

HAYDEN: Do I have to?

Yes, you do!

It's what I'm
training you to do!

This is a fucking brothel.

Yeah.

You think I'm a prostitute?

RITA: Oh, sorry!

It's just when you
said you were game,

I assumed you meant
you were on the game.

Oh, you're such a bitch!

And to you, I always will be.

Would you stop
sending me these women?

I'm so sorry.

But I've got to
have my fun somehow.

[laughs]

Rita and Cheryl seem
to be getting on better.

And do you think that'll last?

No.

No.

You should be proud
of yourself, son.

Why?

Well, the truth is, if
you hadn't stepped in,

I'd probably still be sittingaround trying to work out how

to dodge these bloody cameras.

Drawing your shitty drawings.

Yeah.

You made it a reality, Wolf.

This job, it's your job now.

I wouldn't trust
it to anyone else.

To the job.

To the job.

MIKE: Evening, gents.

Oh, look, son.

It's bacon and eggs.

Touching family momentyou got going on here, Ted.

Yeah.

What do they call
it in the books?

Quality time?

And is this boy of
yours old enough to be

drinking in this establishment.

Come on, I'm having a
beer with my son, Mike.

Don't you have other crimesor other people's children

to be looking after?

But I've always got
time for you, Ted.

Don't you forget that.

[scoffs]

Bacon and eggs?

Better than your usual
piggy jokes, I guess.

Hey, don't knock
the joke, son.

[chuckles]

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