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[camera clicks]

Good! OK, what do you think?

Oh, yeah, great!

But do you reckon we can add a bit more colour?

Oh, yeah, that's all done in post.

Yeah, but you know, I just need this shoot

to, like, really pop with colour, you know?

Yeah! No, it definitely will.

Yeah, it's just... it's just looking really plain.

No, I know, it's better to shoot like this

so it gives me more control later on.

Oh, OK!

I would have thought by you know, adding more colour now,

it'd be, like, extra colourful later.

[chuckles] No, I get that, but...

it doesn't really work like that.

OK, OK. I'll trust you know what you're doing.

OK, so arms folded.

Remember what the brief said. We want confidence, OK?

Yeah, but OK, why don't we try instead like,

a hand on the hip and then one, like, down by the side?

Yeah, yeah! OK. Shaun?

Oh, yeah, no, but why don't you, like,

lean into it, just a bit on an angle?

Yes, yeah! Perfect. Great.

What do you think, Shaun? Doesn't it look good?

Mmm, doesn't really scream 'confidence'.

Oh, yeah, but I really like it, so let's just go with this.

-Yep. -Yep.

Come on.

[theme music playing]

OK, Zoe. That's a wrap, I guess.

Great work, Shaun. Send your invoice through, OK?

Yeah, no worries.

When do you think you might be able to fix that up?

Oh, it's like, 30 days from the first of the month.

Thirty... That's like, that's six weeks.

Yeah, it's just the way the system works.

Oh, but hey, we've got a lot of shoots coming up,

so what's your next couple of months looking like?

Yeah, look, I'd love to do... that.

Great! Well, it's like four to five shoots a week

for the next couple of months.

Whoa! That many?

Yeah, is that OK?

Can I let you know the next couple of days?

I've just gotta move a few things round.

Yeah, no problem.

I won't contact anybody until I hear from you.

-OK. Thanks, Zoe. -No problem.

Was there anything else, Shaun?

-No. -OK, great.

You just keep doing that.

[over P.A speakers] Good afternoon, shoppers.

Just letting you know that we'll be closing today

at 4pm for stocktake.

So please finalise your purchases

and make your way to the exit of the store.

We'll be open again tomorrow from 9am to 5:30pm.

Thank you for choosing Electroworld.

-Ahh. You guys closing early? -Yeah.

Look, man, I'll be two minutes. I know exactly what I want.

You can take as long as you want.

-I don't care. -Legend.

Hey! What the fuck you're doing?

You said you didn't care. Take as long as I want.

Tomorrow, when we reopen.

Look, I swear I'll be less than a minute.

I'll grab the box, run to the counter, I'm out.

If you step in, I'll fuck your shit up.

Piss off!

Yep. Sorry, man.

Yeah, she said there'd be, like, four or five shoots a week.

Shaun, that's amazing.

Yeah. I just don't know if I'll be able to get time off work.

Yeah, but this could be the opportunity we've been waiting for.

Yeah, but it's only for a few weeks. What happens after that?

You know, you'd get more shoots or I could work more.

Oh, that sounds amazing.

But there's no stability in it.

You know, this promotion means more money.

More money means more freedom to do the things we love.

Yeah, but will it make you happy, though?

What? What do you mean? You guys make me happy.

-I gotta go. I love you. -OK. I love you too. Hurry home.

Yeah, I'll be home as soon as I can. Gary knows all about it.

Mwah.

Shauny, I've got you and Brett doing TVs.

-Uh, what about me and Spencer? -It's 'Spencer and I', Winno.

And I've designated Spencer to help Beeanka and Sarah

and you're going to help Tess.

-There you go. -[Winston] Yeah.

Get it right. Go get 'em.

-Good luck, lads. -Thanks, Shaun.

Well... this is gonna be awkward.

Awkward? Are you serious?

Oh, boo-hoo, the girl I like who's annoyed at me

because I've been a complete douchebag.

I've got real fuckin' problems, man.

I've been avoiding Beeanka

since I bare-arse farted practically on her

because you said it was the answer to crop dusting!

[laughs] That is the best sentence

I've ever heard you say!

Anyway, maybe there's a chance

for you and Tess to sort your shit out.

I mean, it's a bit past that, isn't it?

I mean...

I didn't tell Tess how I felt and, you know, she porked Brett.

-Who told you that anyway? -Brett.

So Tess never told you?

No.

Are you positive it even happened?

No.

4-2-0-7.

4-5-3-3.

[whispers] 2-7. Hey, Spencer!

[softly] 7-6-5-3-3.

[clears throat]

Well, you guys are quiet.

The fart thing.

You sick fuck, Spencer.

[quietly] OK, I farted. Jeez!

-Hey. -Yep?

Uh... how've you been?

-Great. -Good. Good.

[raps knuckles on desk]

Well, uh...

Gary sent me over to help you here, so...

I gotta help.

-OK. -Yeah.

-I'm sorry. We are closed. -Mate, do you know who this is?

No.

Mate, this is the regional manager.

That's nice, but we are closed.

Al, Chris. It's been a while.

-Gary. How are you? -I'm very well.

We've got the whole team chipping in to get the job done.

Good.

Just make sure there are no mistakes.

Mate, you're a bloody loose cannon, aren't ya?

I love it.

Fuck Chris Woods.

-One... two, three, four, five. -50-inch...

That's... 26.

-What's your hurry, buddy? -It's my son's birthday party.

I gotta get everything done so I can get out of here.

Oh, so you're missing your son's birthday party?

No. I'll be leaving soon and I'll be back a bit later.

Yeah, alright.

Shauny. Got a minute?

Yep.

Fuck me, Shaun.

If ever there was a filly that needs breaking in, it's her.

Seriously, man, just look at her.

She's got, like, years of pent-up stress and frustration

just waiting to be... [grunts]

taken out on the Brettinator's rod.

Right, OK. I'm off, mate.

Yeah. Hey, tell me what she smells like, bro.

Shane! Mate!

Well, here he is. Shaun, this is Alison, our regional manager.

Hello. Great to meet you.

Pleased to meet you, Shaun.

Gary tells me you've been doing good things down here.

Thanks, Gary.

Yes, I've been trying my hardest.

Like I said, I think Shaun would be the perfect candidate

for this promotion.

-His knowledge of the store-- -Gary, remember your place.

Head office makes all team leadership decisions

and I'm quite capable of making up my own mind.

-[sighs] -Shane, you know what, mate?

I reckon you have got this promotion all sewn up.

Yeah, it's actually Shaun, mate, and I don't know.

She's testin' ya. Trust me.

She tested me once before.

Come to think of it, she's probably testing us now.

You know what? Don't worry, mate.

Alright? This promotion...

is all yours, mate.

Yeah.

Hey, look out! Promotion coming through!

So, how'd you go? Is it all sewn up?

Yeah, I don't know.

Dude, don't be a dickhead, man. Seriously, the job's yours.

I mean, with all the bloody brown-nosing you've been doing,

it should be in the bag.

She just... She seemed kind of cold.

Oh, mate, she'd be warm where it counts.

Yeah.

Dude, I'm talking about her pussy.

Yes. I know, Brett.

Just checking.

Uh... so.

How've you been?

What are you doing?

I'm, uh...

I'm asking how have you been.

After being a complete dick for weeks?

Winston, I thought we were friends.

And then out of nowhere,

you find out a rumour about Brett and I

and you don't even talk to me about it.

You just start acting like a dick.

Tess, I fucked up. I'm sorry.

Oh! Oh, great.

"Sorry. I fucked up."

That... Oh, that fixes everything.

I mean, who cares about everyone talking behind my back?

You know, not one person

has come and actually asked me what happened.

I know.

I told you, I'm really sorry.

I talked to Spencer before and it, you know, it just dawned on me.

I know I hadn't talked to you. All I'd done was...

talked to Brett, and that guy talks so much shit

you don't even know what's real and what's not anymore and...

[sighs] Then I realised...

the whole thing probably...

never even happened.

Wait, so the only reason you're talking to me about this all now

is because you think there's a chance it may not have happened?

No, well... It's just, you know, the whole--

Just so we are clear, Winston.

I fucked Brett. I was drunk.

I'm single and I slept with a guy I know.

Yep. Yeah, he's kind of a dick.

What I wanna know is why no one in this store

is spreading rumours about Brett.

Like I've done this huge, horrible thing

but it's just perfectly normal for Brett.

You know, when I woke up the next morning,

I knew he'd tell people

and I knew they'd talk, and I actually didn't care.

But I never thought what I considered to be a close friend

would not just talk behind my back

but then act like an idiot to try and hook up with me.

Tess, Tess... Like, what about...

[sighs] What about us?

What about us?

We never expressed that we felt like that.

We weren't dating.

And you know what? Yeah.

Yeah, I would've jumped at the chance

to take what we had to the next level.

But it's quite clear that you will never be able to see past

the fact that I fucked another guy despite what we had.

You... You would have gone out with me if I would have asked?

Of course I would have, you idiot.

OK.

Sweet.

-What the fuck are you doing? -Oh! Shit. Oh, God.

Um, I thought we were having a moment right now.

-Oh! God, you're unbelievable. -Yeah.

6-3-2. And I am...done.

Gee, mate, that was quick!

Bet you hear that a lot, don't you, Shauny?

[laughs] Hilarious. I'm back in a couple of hours, alright?

-Yeah, alright, mate. -Legend.

Brett's warranties, as usual, have been fantastic this month.

Hey, guys, sorry to interrupt.

I'm just about to duck off. I'll be back as soon as I can.

-No worries, mate. -Sorry...

This is stocktake, isn't it?

Yeah.

And it is mandatory for all staff

to be at stocktake, isn't it?

Yeah, we spoke... I spoke to Gary about it.

Shaun, I was talking with your manager.

Al, it's Shaun's little bloke's birthday today,

so I told him he could go off for a few hours

and then come back.

-Aww! OK. -Thank you.

Oh, that's a shame, isn't it?

Sorry, what's a shame?

Well, it's a shame that you just don't have it in you.

That extra mile.

Uh... what do you mean?

Well, Shaun, the type of person that we'd like to promote,

to lead, is someone who makes sacrifices.

Someone who isn't happy to just leave his team here

whilst he attends to personal issues.

In fact, I'm not really sure

there's room for someone like that here at all.

[Gary] Al...

Shaun, the kind of person that really wants to work here

would be doing something about

the stock I noticed in the back room.

What kind of person are you, Shaun?

That was a bit much, wasn't it, Al?

Oh, Gary!

The fact that you buy into all this family bullshit

we sell the minimum-wage plebs is great.

In fact, if you care so much about your family,

why don't you join them?

On a minimum wage.

Oh, this has been great.

It's time I left before I catch hepatitis.

-Shauny, I... -Gary, not now, mate.

Look, I need to speak to you about...

Jesus! Gary, not now!

Look, Tess, I've been a fucking idiot, OK?

And I miss you as a friend.

I know I've blown any chance of anything more,

and I want things to go back to the way they were.

Do you think there's anything I can do

to make that happen again?

Well, there might be one thing you could do.

Jeez, fuck me, mate. That really was quick.

Hey, so how was it, then?

Dude. Shaun, how was it?

Brett, fuck. What do you want?

Mate, I was just asking about your boy's birthday party.

I didn't fucking go, did I?

-You walking test tube of STDs. -Hey, mate!

I went to go, but they told me I wouldn't get a promotion

or possibly have a job, so no, I'm here with you

instead of at my own son's fucking birthday party.

Happy?

You know what? Fuck me, Shaun, you really are a pussy.

Brett, just don't even start with me.

No, I won't drop it, because until now,

you know what I thought to myself?

I thought, "Shauny's got it all."

OK. I mean, sure, you're, like, fucking 40

and you work at a 17-year-old's job...

-I'm 35! -Doesn't fucking matter.

Mate, you've got it all, you fucking idiot.

You've got a beautiful wife, you know, and you've got this...

beautiful family and...

you don't give a shit about this corporate wank.

Or until today.

Because today, you know what?

I come to work and I see

this fucking middle-management wannabe

missing his own son's birthday party

so he can fucking suck the corporate dick!

And I think to myself,

"Brett doesn't have a family to come home to.

But at least I know what sort of man I am."

So, what sort of man are you, Shaun?

-Fuck! Brett, what am I doing? -You're being a loser.

-I gotta go. -Yes, you do.

So just fucking go, alright? I'll cover for ya.

-Thanks, man. -It's fine, man.

You know what?

When the party's all over and you know, the guests are gone,

and the little kidlets are in bed,

you know, it's just you and your beautiful wife,

man, just fucking smash that bitch for me, bro!

And put me on the phone so I can listen.

-You know? -[laughs]

You gotta give me something to pull to, mate! Come on!

Come on! Who's your Brett?

This guy.

Yeah, fuck off, dick.

[sighs] You're a good man, Bretto.

[funky music playing]

[clears throat]

-Brett? -Yeah, mate.

-Yeah, what's up? -Um...

-Ugh! -What the fuck, Winno?

-Are we even? -It's a good start!

[woman laughs]

You know, what the fuck are you laughing at, hey?

-You fucking jokers! Hey? -[squeals]

Gary, are you gonna fucking let them get away with this?

This is bullshit! That's sexual harassment, Gary.

Fucking sexual harassment. Bullshit.

[indistinct chatter]

-Hey. -Shaun, what the fuck?

I know, I'm sorry. The regional manager...

Yeah, OK.

We'll talk about it later. Just go and say hi to your son, yeah?

Here we go! Ready?

[all sing] ♪ Happy birthday to you,

♪ Happy birthday to you... ♪