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Yeah, me and Drasker, we're getting married.

He's got the dosh. The ball is rolling.

Same job you pulled off. Yeah, it wasn't bad, eh? I thought I was supposed to be

meeting with my lawyer.

I can get your conviction overturned.

I've been what?

To be my breakmate, of course.

The 80 grand?

Nick from the money lender?

Yeah, I heard about that.

You did the Tongan job, didn't you?

Yeah. Get the hell out of my house.

Ciao. Wait.

We're supposed to be family, you bastards!

Leave my Beyoncé alone!

You're the one bringing shame to our family!

So she's like blocking the footpath and I'm trying to get past.

And she's all, your brother has brought shame onto our family.

And I'm like, talk to Van, not me.

And then she totally goes off about what dumb the wests are and how the cops

have been hassling them and they've kicked Van and Jessica out.

In the end, I was all like, hey, Mrs. Doslick, you evil old witch, get out of

way before I deck you.

She stepped aside.

Wise move, I reckon.

Here you go, Grandpa.

Will Bloody Pants be joining us for dinner?

Who? That girl's slutty pants.

Dreska.

Is that her name?

No, she won't be joining us for dinner.

Any idea where Van and Dreska are?

No.

You've got to promise not to tell anyone that we're here, okay?

Yeah, sure.

The cops are after us. I know. So you have to promise.

Yeah, sure, I promise. Whatever.

Cool. Because we have a wedding to plan, and nothing is going to stop that

wedding.

Nah. No idea where I could be anywhere.

Did I make a mistake? Was I being stupid?

When I got on my high bloody old horse and tried to change this family.

Fuck, was I wasting everybody's time?

If it's any consolation, Van did try really hard to go straight. I know that

a fact.

Yeah.

Yeah. He was got it.

Trasker.

Trasker is what she is. She's a bottom feeder.

No, he...

He was got out by an expert.

Never the bridesmaid, never the bride.

I wouldn't be so sure about that.

They're not still going through with it, are they?

Maybe.

How do you know?

Maybe I don't.

What the hell does Van see in her anyway? She loves him.

No, she loves the idea of getting into a wedding frock. And you have a hole

where your heart should be.

At least I have a brain where my brain should be.

I think it's romantic.

Two fugitives with only their love for each other to keep in company?

Like Bonnie and... what's his name?

Clyde. Yeah, that one.

He died in a hail of bullets.

See? You have no heart. And you've gone soft.

Oh, yay, it's Mr. Family Success Story here to save the day.

Yeah, good one. Where's Mum?

Still in bed.

Mum? Yes, then?

The other one.

You OK?

Yeah.

Sure.

What's up?

That was in the letterbox for you.

Oh, fuck.

Dad's kind of wondering why you're not returning his calls.

I kind of don't feel like talking to him.

He wants to see you.

Yeah, when I'm reading.

Okay. We'll do it then.

Hey. Hi.

I suppose it shags out of the question.

Oh.

Yeah.

Seen Van?

I was going to ask you that.

Nah.

Constable Superhecky's on the case now.

It's fine time for the little prick to turn into a cop.

Can you put him off?

Can I further pervert the course of justice?

Chris, I love you, Cheryl, but there are limbs to what I can do.

But theoretically, I could point things in a different direction.

Hickey's very pointable.

That would be a direction away from Van.

Is he too shacked up with Drasco?

Yeah, I think so. Why?

Well, she's the one who's booked out the Kumi Wine Lodge for the reception.

She paid cash up front for the lot. Now, that's not bad for a girl who was 200

bucks overdrawn in her cheque account.

The only thing linking Van to the thing of the crime is the money. And he's not

the one spending it.

Girls can be criminals too.

As long as he's nowhere near the money when we find it.

On her.

That wouldn't be the desired outcome.

Theoretically.

Theoretically I don't. What does that mean?

It means I can't do jack shit if I'm kicked off the force.

It's a bill.

And Jethro presents the evidence of my creative police work. I'm dead, he

I'm gone, and I can't help that.

Not to mention where that leaves us.

Leave it with me.

See what I can do.

I thought you'd abandoned me. This is my hour of triumph.

Not quite.

Do you love me?

Of course I do. Do you love your kids?

Yes. How far would you go for them?

Depends where you're going with this. I want you to drop your appeal.

Sorry? Drop it.

Are you out of your fucking train? Unless you drop your appeal, all that

is we trade one west for another. You get out, Ben goes in. I won't let that

happen.

If you don't do this thing for me, if Ben goes to prison, when you get out, I

won't be home to welcome you.

What? I mean it, Wolf.

If Ben goes away, I'll leave you.

Cocksucker!

That cocksucker, Judd!

He got to her. I don't know how he got to her, but he fucking got to her. Dad,

it's cop bullshit.

The judge trying to save his ass.

Where's Van now?

No one knows.

Have Andresca gone over?

Is he trying to look guilty?

Who knows what goes on inside Dan's head?

Well, fuck him.

Van is not stopping me from getting out of here. Not now.

You find him.

Find him and tell him to do whatever he needs to do to fix this.

Just me.

Hi.

What are you doing?

No, don't. The cops will check your phone.

Well, he texted me. Said I'm really worried.

Yeah, well, no one can know where we are.

Well, you told Pascal.

Yeah, well, she's my bridesmaid.

How are we going to get married anyway if we're in hiding?

Well, we just have to press on because it will happen.

What? So you're allowed to talk to your bridesmaid and I'm not allowed to talk

to my best man?

You want Munter as your best man? Well, who else would I have?

Your brother?

Yeah, for best wanker, maybe.

Get... get her.

Okay, but just to say you're okay.

Don't tell him where we are. You know what he's like when he gets stoned.

Sure.

Hey, Drasker, where is the money anyway?

Just in case.

Just in case of what?

Oh, I don't know.

Baby, you know it's better if you don't know.

Right.

I love you.

So where is he?

I don't know.

Come on, Munter, if anyone knows, it's you.

I don't know what's happening with Van anymore.

We used to have something, you know, special.

Now all I get are text messages.

We need to get him away from her.

I've been saying that ever since they hooked up.

No, no, we need to get him away from her and the money.

I don't know anything about any money. Come on, Munter, it's me you're talking

to, not the cop. I don't give a shit whether you did that job with Van. I

I don't know anything about any money because I never saw it. I didn't even

touch it. Oh, before she took off with it.

She's lucky I'm all against smacking girls because... Munter, what I want you

do is get Van away from her and the money because whoever the cops find with

money goes to jail.

Shit happens to bad people sometimes.

I'm on the case, Mrs West.

What if it wasn't that?

So why did he go into hiding?

Because of her.

Because he loved her.

You'd be surprised at what people do for love.

And she did the job.

Well, she's no saint.

True. And she's the one spending the money.

Why not her? That's all I'm saying.

An arrest is an arrest.

I have dreamed of this moment since I was seven.

Walking out of a store with my very own wet injury.

And I'm not even pregnant!

Nah, with him I'd let you know it.

Hey, let's go shoe shopping. We'll get some matching shoes.

Yes!

Shit. Bit of a shopping spree, Drasker.

So? It's not against the law.

Depends where the money comes from.

I told you my relatives in Melbourne gave it to me. You think your family

back you up on that now that you've been kicked out?

Of course.

Where's Van?

Dunno.

Like I'd tell you.

We'll find him.

Maybe we should take the wedding dress as evidence.

Don't you dare!

The thing is, Drasker, all the judges are going to see is your priors.

Toplifting, the non -molestation order taken by one Boyd Mahaffey.

Yeah, well, he stole my Shania CDs and he was playing them to that slut Karina

Balani. Total hoe.

So you torched his wheelie bin.

Then there's drunken disorderly. It was her 16th birthday. What else was she

supposed to be?

Possession of marijuana.

Same party.

Indecent exposure.

How long are you going to keep punishing her for one night?

Rascal, maybe you should stand over there.

Don't say anything.

The thing is, Rascal, judge is going to take a look at a record like this and

think, accomplished robbery.

This girl needs a serious warning.

Jail time.

I didn't do anything.

So who did?

Nobody. No one did anything.

We don't want to get you in trouble, Draskill.

All we want to do is catch the guy who did this.

And if he helped us, we'd go easy on him too.

Give us the chip. Jesus, fuck!

Shit!

Jethro, you dick!

How did you know I'd be here?

Lucky Rainbow Monday special.

Burger, onion rings, chips.

See, the thing about being on the run, Van, is that you're meant to vary your

habits. Yeah, well, I bought a chicken burger.

Jessica doesn't eat red meat.

Right on.

Shit.

So...

How are you?

Things are pretty good.

Apart from a certain cop putting the screws on Dad.

Judd. Good boy.

Keeping up with the play.

And how is Dad?

He's looking forward to getting out of prison.

Wants his convictions wiped.

All of them?

Yeah. So apart from one light problem, he's on top of the world.

What's the light problem?

You, you dickhead.

And your dipshit girlfriend.

The cops have got nothing on us, man.

Nothing. So why are you in hiding?

I don't want to answer that question right now.

You're going to cock this up, Van?

You do want him to get out of prison, don't you? Of course I do. What do you

think? I stole the money in the first place. Good.

Then do what it takes to help him.

Like what? Stop hiding.

Stop acting guilty.

Act like a man.

What's that mean to me?

It means, Van, have the balls to see this through without getting Dad dragged

into it.

If you can't do that...

I'll find you a lawyer to cut you a deal.

So, you want me to turn myself in?

I want you to think, Van.

Think real hard about Dad.

Yeah, I want you to decide what the best thing to do is.

It's cold.

Yeah, I ran into Jethro.

I had some stuff to think about.

Oh, oh, is this the dress? Yeah.

Oh, I can't look at it like this. It's bad luck.

Yeah.

So what did you throw up?

There's a bit of a problem with Dad.

What's wrong?

I did the job to get the money to get Dad out of jail, right?

Well, it turns out that...

Now, Dad might not get out because of me doing the job. No way.

Yeah.

Dad was talking about me turning myself in to help Dad.

And you can't fucking win.

Yeah, I know.

Your dad meant a lot to you, eh?

Everything.

Whatever you decide, you know I'll be here for you, right?

So you think I should do myself in as well? No, no.

It's just... If you decide to, it's not the end of the world.

The cops might go easy on you.

And I can look after the money and tweak it, you know?

And your dad will be out of prison so he can set you up with something.

See what I mean?

It's not the end.

Need a hand?

Yeah, why not?

Fine, though.

Put them in that bottle.

Is everyone else?

I don't know.

Pascal went out for a drink, I think.

You seen Dan?

We've spoken.

How was he?

He's an idiot, like always.

Don't talk about your brother like that.

Do you know where he's holed up?

No.

What's going on with you and Dad?

Yeah, that's between me and him.

Right.

So whatever happened to, if you can't do the time, don't do the crime?

What is that meant to mean?

Well, Van did the job. If you get caught, it's his own fault.

Wolf sends you here to say that, did he?

He's a special legal representative.

No, it's me saying it's not on you giving Dad an ultimatum like that.

me, I've changed my life because of you. I turned my life on its fucking head

because of you. And here you are defending him? Look, if your marriage is

it's over.

All right, boo -hoo, but we'll all get over it. Just don't fall for this cop

bullshit about sacrificing Dad to protect Van.

It's not bullshit.

It is Judd with his balls and a vice trying anything that comes into his

head. It's not. How do you know?

I just know.

What have you been doing, Mum?

Trying to save your brother.

See, tell Wolf, still stand.

If you two bring out that evidence, I'm gone.

I'm leaving.

Okay.

Then you should know that Van knows what's expected of him.

What did you say to him?

I just reminded him where his loyalties lie.

I think the message got through, but... You can never be too sure with a van.

What happened to you?

What happened to me?

Yeah. Nothing.

I'm still the same person I've always been.

It's you.

You've changed.

He's like this little wound -up freaking police guard that goes, get Van West,

get Van West. What is it about your family that makes anyone who comes in

contact with them mental?

He's finished?

Yep. Good. Now what?

Well, we're screwed now.

I mean, if they can't get Walter to drop his appeal and can't get Drasker into

the frame, that's about as crude as he gets, Cheryl.

Hickey knows where they are, by the way.

They're raiding tomorrow morning.

Suits Ryan came through when I was on my way up.

If they find Van there with Marty, there's nothing more I can do.

What if he's not there?

Well, there's still a trail of evidence.

Yeah, but aren't you the king of dealing with evidence?

No one has got Van's fingerprints all over it.

What have you got for me? This is Munter reporting in. I have the target in

sight. What?

Me and Van are at the Rusty Nail.

Okay, can you get him out of there and get him back to my place?

Well, he's pretty keen on getting wasted. It's a stag night.

Sorry? A bloody piss -poor stag night, if you ask me.

Munter, keep Van there and keep him away from Drasker.

Which one?

Sorry? Keep him here or keep him away from Drasker. I can't do both.

Why not?

Well, she's having her hands right here.

Okay, uh, Manta, when you told me you and Van never touched the money,

you meant actual touching, eh?

Actual touching of the actual money?

Yeah. Well, how could we actually touch the actual money when that bitch took

off with it before we laid eyes on it? From all I know, it doesn't even exist.

All right.

Keep him there. I'm coming down.

No fingerprints?

Great. Draft girl roll on them in a heartbeat.

Yeah, and then I'll deny everything she says. I'll make sure of that.

Yeah, and where does that leave me?

Well, I'm trying to do everything I can on my end of the bargain.

Is that what I've become, Cheryl, just part of a bargain?

No.

Look, if you want me to tell you how much you mean to me, I will, but now's

the time.

He said I'm writing him over.

Piss off. This is the end of the night for him, not the bloody boosters.

Here we go, girl.

I can see you, Rooster. Eric doesn't count.

No matter what happens, man, no matter what, I'm never going to give you up,

bro.

You know.

Yeah, you see.

It's getting stoned.

I reckon we should stay here, eh?

Beautiful, eh?

Yeah, I reckon.

Not as good as Ahipara.

We'll still go there, man.

One day we will.

There's a fish up there with my name on it.

Big snapper.

There's a fish called Manta.

That's a cool name, eh?

What's my fish called?

Van. Van fish.

And it's friends with the other fish, the manta.

Yeah, and they like swim around just cruising

because that's the kind of fish they are.

The van fish and the manta fish.

And they're cool, man.

Of course they're cool because they're in the water.

Yeah.

Yeah, they are.

Let's go.

Get out of here.

One day we will.

What?

Luna, I love you. I love you so much.

What do you want?

Can you come and get out?

Why?

Dreska's pissed and we need to take her home.

I don't care how pissed Dreska is, you take her home.

Dreska, it's so out of the better.

Stop it!

Come get us.

They used to own a dairy.

Who? Snotty Pants.

The family owned a dairy and they're not even curry munchers.

The Doslitches run a courier company, Grandpa.

He went in for a pack of smokes. She rooted in, then and there on top of the

freezer.

Rita never bought peas from them again.

Dreska did this?

No, no, no, no. That girl, Cheryl.

Mum with bloody pants?

That's what Rita called her.

To Mum's face?

Oh, yeah. When Rita took a dislike to someone, she didn't exactly hold back.

Kind of like slutty pants.

Oh, I can explain now. I need to have a little talk.

Come on.

I've just got one thing to say to you.

I really don't care if you don't remember in the morning.

I know what you are, Drasca.

And whatever happens because of what you did to my son, I swear I will hound you

for the rest of your life.

You can't stop him loving me, though, can you? No, I can't. And that really

pisses me off, which is why... Why what?

Oh, my God, Mum.

Pick her up. We're leaving.

Never get on the wrong side of Rita.

Like Burt Armstrong. After that Smith and Coey's cock -up, she'd given poison.

And she killed Burt Armstrong.

No, just the dog.

She put it in Lamington, she made him.

But he gave it to the dog because he didn't like coconut.

You were that wild when you found out.

I'm not Grandma, Grandpa.

No.

Where'd all that money end up?

What money?

The money everybody's going on about.

The rest has got it.

The one who's really pissed.

One of the things I loved about Rita was she never let chance go by.

Never.

Home, sweet home.

Bloody nice day tomorrow, Draca.

Be well, brother.

Open up!

Open up! We know you're in there!

We have a warrant. Search these premises.

I've been thinking about your... What would you call that?

Ultimatum?

What have you decided?

What's in it for me?

You have to keep your son out of prison.

He might end up there anyway.

What if I can help it? Can you help it? Yeah, I can.

So what's in it for me?

I just told you. No.

and you.

I do this thing.

What's to stop you buggering off anyway while I'm in here?

Me.

Despite everything.

I do still love you and I give you my word.

When you get out of here, I'll be there, waiting for you.

Well, that's what I wanted to hear.

Is that evidence, Constable Hickey?

I'm here to confess.

I'm serious, man.

No, you're not.

I did the Tongan job.

No, you didn't. I did.

No, you didn't.

Yes, I did.

Jesus, man, how did you get so fucking stupid?

My family think it was because I was locked in a freezer when I was eight.

Go home, son.

You don't want my confession?

No.

The case is closed.

And if another cop says otherwise, tell him you don't know what he's talking

about.

Okay.

Jelly mum.

Good luck today.

Jesus Christ, Dad.

It's a bit late in the bloody piece.

Have you filed the appeal yet? As soon as I leave here.

Then it's not too late, is it?

If we only appeal the sentence, then no, the judge evidence never gets in front

of court.

We just argue that the judge was a bastard and try and get as many years

off as we can. Shit, Dad, you know this.

What the hell did she say to you?

Doesn't matter what she said.

We appeal the sentence, not the conviction.

Jesus Christ.

And give your mother the bloody evidence.

What does she want with it? I didn't ask.

Hey. Cheer up, will you?

You're the shit -hot lawyer.

You can turn this to our advantage.

Can't you?

Come on.

Make me proud.

Cheryl?

money. Who cares about the money? We got ripped off then. The money doesn't

fucking matter, Dreska.

Screw it. Okay?

We still got each other.

Huh? And you still got your dress.

You know?

So let's get married.

Huh?

Jesus Christ, what is wrong with that boy? He loves her, Mum.

No, he's thinking with his head instead of his heart.

He's confused, being Druska took him in after you fellas all told him to hook

off. Plus, she's good in the sack.

Not that good.

No, apparently she does the thing with her tongue. Yeah, I don't care what

like in bed. The point is, he cannot marry her. Well, you can't stop people

marrying who they want to marry.

Can you, Grandpa?

But, my Lord, you can try, Rita, you can try.

I didn't keep him out of prison so he could marry Druska, bloody dothlick.

The marriage might only last six months, and that's heaps less time than he

would have spent inside.

True, marriages aren't what they used to be. The good ones are, the bad ones end

up in the bud. How do you know the difference?

You know what I think?

Having ignored my cause to dump the bitch, he's always about to make the

mistake of his life, but it's his mistake to make, and I think we need to

there for him when he makes it.

You get stoned and watch a lot of daytime TV, don't you?

Yeah, but he's right, and that's the important thing.

What do you want?

Apparently, my own personal yellow brick road goes through you.

As does the road trodden by half the guys in West Auckland.

Apparently, I do have a heart.

If you leave now, you can have this. On the tag, it says where the money is.

It was you.

Hey, I saved you from prison.

There's about 50 grand left.

You keep it.

$60 ,000, Drasker.

Van did it once. He can do it again.

There'll be another score.

What family do you think you're marrying into, Drasker?

The Corleones?

There won't be another score. That was it. That was Van's shot. It won't happen

again. Yeah, well, I think you underestimate your brother.

I don't think that's possible.

What are you doing in here? It's a bad luck for anyone to see you on their

wedding day. Now, shoo!

God, maybe you guys were fucking made for each other. Of course they would

buggered off.

God,

you look beautiful.

Ren of the twin Jew?

Wrong. Bloody pants, Grandpa.

Munter. Sorry, man.

Oh, found it, found it.

Did I miss the bit where somebody asks, does anybody object to this couple

getting married? Dad. Dad.

I asked you a question, boy.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, we decided we're going to leave that bit out of the ceremony.

Did you just?

Because I know I bloody well object.

Good one, Dad.

Me too.

I object.

Hello. Wolf?

That's Candy God.

I object.

I've waited my whole life to say that.

Can I be objectionable too?

Okay, this is where I have to go with the flu.

Munch!

No, you guys... You've got it all wrong, eh?

Imagine this.

Magnified.

Every minute, every day, for the rest of your married life.

I love Drasca, right? And she loves me.

Tell them, babe.

Drasca, tell them!

Fuck yes.

Fuck the lot of you. I don't need this shit!

You called me.

And I run, run, run right to your heart.

Coming with this.

So is the grandma a really cool buddy fan?

Yeah. Yeah, she did, but... I forgave her.

After she died?

Yep. Thanks, love.

It's your choice. You make these yourself.

Yeah, I open the packet and everything.

I'm amazing.

Hey.

It's great to have you out, mate.

How's it going, Eric?

I'm detention, eh?

How does that work?

Hmm.

How do you think it works, Eric?

You all right, love?

Yeah, I'm okay.

No, not you, Martha.

Oh.

It will get better.

It will.

Cool. Cool.

Father!

Loretta, it's not what it looks like. Be comforting me. Fuck off.

He shouldn't be here.

True, but... I'm sure he'll be calling around in a professional capacity.

And he can't leave the house.

It's not going to stop him.

I didn't realise you'd go back to him.

Well, he kept his job.

Yeah, but I didn't think you'd go back to him.

I didn't have a choice. I don't give him the grief about it.

But what about what you want?

Don't come round here again unless it's in a professional capacity.

What did he want?

Just checking up.

Did you tell him to piss off?

Yeah.

You okay?

Yeah, yeah, I'm sure. I'm just kind of over it, you know.

I know what's going on.

I'm home now.

We're together.

That's all that matters, eh?

I'm a great explorer.

Been exploring your mind.

I found giant rivers. I'm a great explorer.

But now I'm locked inside your head.

I don't have direction.

Just a heavy load instead.

And you said you'd save me if I ever got lost.

I said, well, baby.

First you save yourself, then you save the world.

First you save yourself.

First you save yourself.

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