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This is a message for Wolfgang West. He might like to know that because of him,

his family doesn't have any furniture, food, clothing, anything.

Thanks to you, Wolf, our home's begotten.

Wow. That's got to show that he's on a green music.

It's not a fucking beautiful day.

It's good.

It's not you, Cheryl.

It never will be.

Whatever happens next, remember it's down to you.

What's going on?

Wolf, I'd rather go back to prison and be a corrupt prick like Wayne Judd were

free. You are under arrest for extortion. No, listen, whatever he said

was bullshit.

You didn't do anything!

It's okay, we'll sort this out.

He didn't do anything!

Got a court hearing, got laid out, got here.

Told you I would.

Stop that.

You're distracting me.

Good.

I'm working on my script.

I want your cock inside me now.

Is that in your script?

Fuck.

Not again.

How can we bloody misuse drugs when mum won't let us have any in the house

because you bastards keep raiding us every day?

What have we done now?

Misuse of drugs act.

Oh, that old chestnut.

Lan's got them hidden off his arse. Ha, ha, ha.

She's joking, you know.

What have we done this time?

Drugs. Oh, good. Listen, if you fellas find my cigarettes, let me know, eh?

Hello, Cheryl.

Wang?

Okay, we're keeping a vibe here.

Everybody, meet Monica, my ex -wife.

Take your shot. Every other bastard has.

No one's actually been in here since the last time you checked.

Just doing my job.

Can you imagine it, Glenn?

Pascal, in Pakistan, sharing a tent with a boyfriend.

He's a doctor, and you told me all this before.

The point is, they're not having sex.

Can you imagine it? Sharing a tent with Pascal, and not having sex with her?

Rita, stop fucking staring.

Now, where are my cigarettes?

In your lungs.

Stop it.

I should give up.

Well, you sure that's a good idea? Why wouldn't it be?

No reason.

This is bullshit and you know it. He hasn't done anything.

Don't worry, Cheryl. It's just a game.

What game's that, Wayne?

You want me to break parole, find some excuse to send a bad cop back inside.

You're the one across the line. What line? We're not bloody criminals.

Piss off, Monica.

Yeah, well, we're done here.

For now.

So who's rostered on to harass us tomorrow?

This is bullshit. You don't deserve it.

Don't worry, hun. They've got nothing on me. And nobody here's doing anything

wrong. It's going to stay that way, you hear?

Oh, shit.

What now?

Hi.

Repo me.

Hi, TV.

It was good while it lasted.

Yeah, the oven was lovely.

Really good for cooking.

Yeah, mere plants are overrated.

Oh, come on, babe.

Oh.

Hey. Hey, you said you'd come with us.

I have to go to work. No, we need your opinion. I have to go to work. Your

broken.

It's where? I think someone took your distributor kit.

Shit, I'm sorry. I thought I had it covered.

No, it's okay.

No, it's not.

No, it's fine. You'll get off.

Get your Perth money and we'll be semi -rich.

Yeah, and you've given up smoking. It'll save us heaps.

Okay.

And that's for the fridge and everything.

Don't worry about it. I'll sort it.

Huh?

Huh?

You want to get married here?

Yeah.

What's wrong with the back lawn?

No.

No. This is going to be the best wedding ever.

Yeah. See, here, we're going to have like a big tent, man, with a kick -ass

sound system, you know? And over there, mini tanker.

And there's going to be fairy lights and all of these trees. And then I'm going

to walk down this aisle.

And we're going to have rose petals.

Yeah, and the band will be playing Highway to Hell.

No, they are not. Yeah, they are. They're not. They are, and you're going

wearing this real short black wedding dress. I am wearing white, and I don't

care what anyone says.

Later on, when everyone's pissed, we'll sneak off into the bushes.

We'll find a tree. Well, luckily there's plenty to choose from.

So, do you think it's cool?

Great. Fantastic.

Good luck paying for it.

No.

Filani.

Cheryl.

Eric here?

No. Where is he?

I'll have to talk to Eric about that.

Okay, Filani, where is he?

I don't know.

When's he due back?

He's kinda...

Disappeared? Yeah, like my best friend at RPO College who got swallowed up by a

whale. Flanny, why has Eric disappeared?

Because of you.

What? Why?

There's this heinous cow lady cop, right?

And she's been rather leaning on Eric to provide certain information about you.

Well, there's nothing to tell.

Which is what Eric told the heinous cow lady cop.

But she didn't believe him.

So he's done a runner?

Or some bad people's got him.

Which I hope not, because even though Eric was a sick, sick man with a

hygiene problem... Isn't it you in charge of the Galleria?

No, that was Wolf.

When the news of Eric's departure reached him on his government -funded

he gave me a call and said he needed someone to look after the shop. OK,

if you're in charge, then I need some stuff.

What sort of stuff?

Oven, fridge, washing machine, telly.

Understood from Wolf.

That Sergeant Judd was looking after you now.

Yeah, well, there's a bit of a problem there at the moment. Just need to borrow

some stuff for a while.

Borrow? Hmm.

This is a business I'm running here, not a library for appliances. Yeah, I know,

Falani. It used to be my business. Look, I just want a sodding oven and a

washing machine and a fridge and a telly just for a few weeks until we get a

shift going. But the last thing Wolf said to me was, if Cheryl comes running

here, tell her she made her bed, she can line it. And don't you dare raise a...

fucking finger to help her.

Oh, sorry for the swearing, Cheryl.

It's going to be an expensive wedding.

Yeah, well, you only get married once, eh?

Unless you count my last wedding, which I don't, because we never actually made

it to the end.

You can give my cousin's band, both of them, for free.

You mean the one that played the thing covers? Yeah.

Uh, maybe not, eh?

Then you're going to be forking out, eh?

You both got jobs.

Not a good sign.

Sign's at a sign, go.

You've got to be careful what you say to Mr. Hall. All right.

He's still a bit fucked up since Susie left him.

She's just checked up with this pilot that she used to root back when she was

air hostess. And she rooted him while he was actually flying? Yeah, apparently.

That can't be safe.

That's not the point. The point is, he's not, like, taking it very well. So

don't mention it, all right? No, I wasn't going to.

I was just kind of wondering.

There's a couple of signs turned up down at the store.

Closing down sale.

Yeah. I just wondered, do you want me to sell them? Put them in the window.

Not sell them.

Why do you want to close it down? I thought the lucky dollar store was

you money.

Got on offer.

How do they know?

I'll tell you when to put them up.

So you haven't actually sold?

Still thinking.

Then think no, man.

Don't tell me how to think.

It's got nothing to do with you. It's got everything to do with me. It's my

life. Business decision.

Oh, right. So some prick comes along and makes you an offer and it's all, see

you later, man.

You buy best manager that that place has ever had.

The only manager.

That's not the point. The point is it's wrong to sell it and you know it. No.

Good offer.

Very tempting.

You ask him yourself.

Well, ask who?

Your brother.

He's the prick.

No, Van, I don't want to buy the lucky dollar store.

Then why are you trying to give Mr. Hong money for it?

On behalf of my client, Van.

Who's your client?

Can't tell you. Since when did you start doing property stuff?

Since they started paying me.

Look, I need this job, man, to pay for my wedding and then to live and shit.

Yeah, well, there's other jobs, Van.

You've got other clients?

Yeah, who pay me in meat packs.

So if a goose with a golden egg comes along, no way am I saying no. Well, even

if it means sharpening your own brother in the arse with the egg.

Look, Van, while you're standing here with your dick in your hand, it's

going through council, okay?

Done and dusted.

What's going through council?

None of your business.

I'm going to lose my job, man.

As a shop assistant?

As a manager.

A manager with a wedding to pay for.

Faith facts, Van.

you're going to end up having your wedding on the back lawn.

Just like last time.

It just is wrong, you know?

One brother taking another brother's job.

It's an important job as a manager.

Never going to get another job with that kind of power again.

You could work at the video hut.

Let him co -manage.

Um, let's get back to Jethro being a prick.

We should focus on that a bit more. Exactly.

Wanker. Ah, Mum.

Falani. Ta -da!

My gift to you.

Pretty flash, eh?

Falani, you do know we're getting raided pretty much on a daily basis, eh?

Sergeant Judd, this is all legit.

My cousin Nessie, he plays too much PlayStation and drinks too much, so I

his beer fridge.

That's for the stove.

As long as it's returned before my wife's sister comes home, no worries.

And my friend told me he's having marriage problems. And I said, why don't

buy her something expensive?

So the idiot bought her this.

She hated it.

She left him.

Now he's too depressed to do the laundry.

Why? Because she left him. No, no, no. Why all this stuff? What happened to she

made a bed she can fucking lie on it?

Wolf's not my boss.

We're in a business relationship.

One that's mutually profitable.

If I'd known how profitable the business was... I've run that business. I know

it's not that profitable.

No, I'm serious.

I'm serious.

When Eric left, opportunity took this giant dump in my lap.

What opportunity?

You want to share?

Uh -uh. It's my old life.

So despite what Wolf said to you, you felt what, the sudden need to do good,

you? I don't think what Wolf did to you was right.

Yeah, but you're still going to business with him. Yeah, business is business.

A family without the means to wash or cook, that's wrong.

Thank you.

Honey, there'll be other jobs.

It's not the point. Just throw a wanker. Yeah, exactly.

He's just doing what he has to do. At least he's finally got a client who

Why the fuck are you taking his side? Because we all have fucking bills to

You just do what you have to.

Maybe Van could work for Hoochie Mama.

I can't even pay the people I've got and it's not as if he can fucking sew.

Hey, I am not a parcel to be...

Passed around like Pastor Van Passel or something. No one's saying that, honey.

She is.

No. Shit.

Shit. Okay, Van, you know what I think you should do?

Keep your job. Why?

Why what?

Why do you want to give me advice?

Do you want to work for me at the video hut? No.

Good. Listen to me.

You need to make it impossible for Mr. Hong to close this door. Okay, this

better not be something like, so burn it down.

No, the way's really for bad.

You need to make it so profitable that it makes no sense to shut it down. Uh

-huh, and what does that mean?

So that it makes heaps of money.

Yeah, like this?

How?

Well, what sort of advertising do you do?

Well, I take the sign out every morning.

Little visit from immigration. What the hell for?

Ask your mate.

Oh, for Christ's sake.

Nothing to do with the good Lord, Cheryl. It's about laws and not breaking

Remind me, is police harassment a law?

I only hear it's support.

Not that it isn't a pleasure.

What have I ever done to you? It's what you've done to him, more like. He was a

good man till you dragged him down. I didn't drag Wayne anywhere. And if you

can't deal with it, then...

Too bad.

Find some other way of getting your rocks off other than hassling me and my

family. You think I'm not getting shit because my ex is shacked up with some

scabby two -bit bloody criminal? I'm not a criminal.

You'll always be a criminal, Cheryl. You turned him into one, and we don't

forgive that.

Great!

I think we'll clear the air here.

Now, before we all get arrested, we'll be really good.

Want a fag? Have one of mine.

So, um...

Kind of, by the way, all these girls on the level. Yeah, well, I know Tracy

organized it.

Oi! Where you going?

You fit out that question? Oh, no.

Yeah, this is good, man.

This can work.

Just one question.

Yep. How come I have to wear this stupid sign and not you? Because I've got to

manage the store, man.

Plus, you're heaps better with people than me.

Yeah.

Now, you know that if I could pay for this, I would.

Hello. Hello.

Even though it's only the first day

already, business is like, it's up heaps of percent, man.

To reclose everything you want toys for the kids.

You know those egg bedders that we couldn't shift because the bedding part

falling off?

Sold out, man.

Right.

What's up, Barry?

Are you getting any of this, Mr. Holm? Because I've got heaps more ideas.

I've got a business plan.

Yeah. What you looking for?

How are you giving up smoking? I think it's great.

How is your lawyer?

It's okay.

You? Fine.

Apart from the fact that most of my staff have been deported or in hiding.

And I've had to shut down until I can find new staff and I...

And I had to cancel orders because we can't deliver on time. Apart from that,

was all PTO, except for the fact that I ran into your ex -wife.

She's a bloody treat, isn't she?

Yeah, God, sorry about that.

No.

No, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

It's not your fault.

We all know who's fault it is, and he's... He's not bloody here, is he?

Well, the good news is...

Mr. Hong's so pissed all the time, I don't think he could hold a pen to sign

anything. Yeah, the bad news is everyone else on the block has either sold up or

had their leases cancelled.

Yeah, your brother's been a busy boy on behalf of his client.

Hey, the other good news is this cute chick from the florist, Alyssa, I got

number.

She graffitied my board, man.

Yeah, and a good cause.

I think the someone your brother's working for is going to bowl the whole

Yeah, well, if they're going to knock this building down, they're going to

to do it with me, innit? Yeah, but you'll get squashed.

I'm going to come to that.

I'm going to make this store so profitable that there's no way Mr. Hong

sign that deal. Even if he does sober up.

Yeah, but don't you need customers for that?

Okay.

Things are getting dirty.

What

are

you doing here?

Oh, yeah, I'm looking for the Department of Closing Footpaths, please. You said

you were sailing this week.

No.

No, I'm looking for the footpath department. See, I need to talk to

We shouldn't be seen together.

Nope, definitely not.

My husband is in Blenheim.

Good for him.

So I can stay all night?

Mm -hmm.

And it took me ages to find the right

person, right?

I would have actually kissed you.

Yeah, I said that. And then she buggered off and it took me ages. Why did she

kiss you? I don't know.

Look, the point is, Aurora, that when I finally did find the right person to

talk to, they didn't tell me fuck all. This slut kisses you, right?

It was nothing, okay? There was no tongue or anything.

The sweet lover Bob Marley, she thought she was kissing Jethro, not Van.

She's his mum.

Well, she sure sounds like one. I mean, at the council.

You know, he was all up himself about how he's got everything sorted with

council, right?

I reckon she gives him information to grease the wheels in return for sex.

So, Jethro gets information and sex.

Right.

But what does she get out of it?

Yeah, what a stupid one.

I think what's of more importance here, Van, is what she told you.

That our husband's in Blenheim? That she'll be at Jethro's tonight.

Yeah.

So we can go around there and slip it. Or we could do something a bit more

useful.

Oh, shit!

Van!

It's you today, lady from the council.

Fucking prick!

Mr. West, I've been expecting you.

Where's Van?

My client doesn't feel like talking to you. He's spending the night at a secure

location. Give me the phone.

I don't have the phone. And even if I did have the phone...

I wouldn't give you the phone.

What do you want?

I want you to admit that what you're doing is wrong.

I'm representing my client. With the woman.

In the bed.

The mall and the council.

She's an adult.

Capable of making her own choices. And since when did you get so fucking moral?

Since you started screwing her and your brother at the same time.

It's a done deal.

Okay? This stupidity is not going to help.

Then I think we're done here.

They're going to send it to my bosses, aren't they?

No, no, no, they won't do that. How can you be so sure?

Because that would be the smart option.

And they're too stupid to realise that.

So what will they do?

Well, something stupid, I presume.

If I go down, I won't be able to help you anymore.

Do I need to know why you and not my son slept here last night?

Ah, development concerning the lucky dollar store.

It's where you've been in Aurora's sleep.

Ah, the lucky dollar store. Do I need to know why?

No.

I think it's really great you've given up smoking.

Ah, I'll be moving on then.

I have an idea, Mum.

What? After trucking around with St. Bruce for two months, healing lepers or

whatever they're doing, Pascal will be so used to poverty that we may as well

sell her stuff.

She doesn't even have enough staff to pay the phone bill, let alone the

plumbers.

Bloody wolf.

I'm tempted to butt into Waikeria and strangle the bastard myself.

I loved sleeping here last night.

And who knew that total crap could be used in...

So many interesting ways.

See? This is a magic place.

And don't forget to wash everything before you put it back on the shelves.

What?

Baby, what?

Well, you do look exactly like him. That's because we're identical twins.

This is the bitch who kissed you.

Hey, don't worry about it, honey.

Told you it was a one -way kiss.

Only her tongue was doing the business.

You told me it was no tongues. Look, can we talk about what it will take for you

to delete the pictures you took?

Yeah, you're standing in it.

You stop them knocking this store down, I'll give you the phone back.

But they're going to redevelop the whole block.

Then I guess your husband might like to see some pictures when he gets back from

Blenheim.

I don't think that bursting into tears is going to change anything, Miss Kissy.

Hmm.

I will do anything you say.

It's just... I don't want Jethro to get hurt in all of this.

What, you're worried about Jethro?

This means so much to him.

It's a huge opportunity.

Yeah, well, Council Lady, you don't do something about that opportunity, then

you don't get no opportunity.

All right?

Do what I can.

Baby, you were awesome.

Was I?

Yeah, it was totally hot for you, the way you handled that.

Look through my nipple.

Oh, yeah.

That was so cool.

Cheryl. Honey.

Something wrong with the many appliances I bestowed upon you?

No, no, all good.

Oh, is there something else you need?

You said you'd made a bit of money out of the business lately.

Yeah, girl. Taking a load of hard disk drives, got rerouted. I need to know the

details for now. Amazing, the demand for hard disk recorded.

Did you get the score alone?

Cash loan?

For a while.

From the business?

Yeah.

Can't do a show.

And the kids, they, you know, they need new clothes, they need new shoes. And

then Mr. Filani, he says he needs new clothes. No, it's fine, Filani, I'm

I bothered.

You can have Wolf's share of the job, though.

Won't Wolf have a problem with that?

Hey, he doesn't know about the job, so how does he know he's got a share of the

job?

I was going to tell him next week, eh?

So, is the money here?

Do I look like a great big dumb islander?

The wish is my command.

Good to have you back.

Bloody kids.

Think it's funny to knock the sign down.

Never mind that some bastard had to put it back up again.

You could pay someone to do that.

What's the point of that?

Well, you wouldn't have to do it.

What's the point of paying someone to do a job I can do myself?

You could do something else.

You mean like sorting out the council and that little thing we've got going?

Don't worry about the council.

I've got them sorted.

Yeah, well, that's what I thought you'd do.

But why am I getting grief from my design people about things I thought had

signed off having to be rechecked?

I'll deal with it. If you'd be so kind.

Maybe I should wait up for the little pricks one night.

See how funny they think it is when a fucking hammer comes whistling out of

dark at them.

How'd you piss them off?

Hey? We contacted the council.

Get everything under control. Doing a great job, Farris. I can tell what

happened.

I've got no idea, Gary.

Don't worry about it. I'll sort it. You sorted the Chinese blood? Yeah, yeah,

yeah. We're pretty close on that. I don't want to hold you out, Jethro.

Some bloke finds out, everyone else on the block is sold. He starts holding out

for a better price. You know, especially some candy -bloody Chinaman.

He's ugly.

Don't like ugly.

I mean, I can do ugly, but I don't like him. Hong has no problem with the price,

right? It's just a question of getting him to pick up a pen. That's it.

That's what I like to hear.

Follow me.

Where? Pub. Might as well stop for a quick splash on the way home unless

got something better to do.

So why should I go?

Because I'm the manager. I've got to watch the store.

Yeah, we've never stopped you leaving it before.

And you owe me for my hours as your unpaid assistant manager walking around

wearing that stupid bloody sign.

Nah. Nah, you owe me dinner and I want a chicken burrito from the Mexican place.

All right.

You take care of the store.

Okay. And tell Mr. Ching that I want the extra hot salsa.

Oh.

Hey, um, got any money?

Hey! There's no need for that. Get pissed out, man.

Come on, guys.

You're not going to die.

That's good news.

This was no ordinary robbery.

What makes you think that?

Anything to do with the way they beat the crap out of me and never took

Someone is sending me a message.

Fucking Jethro.

I don't think even Jethro would do something like this, babe. You don't

like I do.

You didn't know him back when he was the king of the Chinese burn.

He was in primary school.

So?

Some people never change, mate.

No, I just don't see it.

Me neither. He's a prick, but he's not a complete prick. Uh, yeah, he is.

Yeah, okay, but he's a chicken shit when it comes to violence.

Yeah.

Well, so how do we find out who is behind it?

Here's your way.

Stan Harris is up on another egg rope charge.

His missus will so be on the prowl while he's inside.

Come on.

Stick to the target at hand, man. We've got to find out which one of these coins

is the egg one.

I'm guessing this one's Savage Property Development.

Could be a place to start.

Makes sense.

These wankers.

Hey, you know the hill we used to go up and get stoned on?

Which one?

The one with the bush.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, well, now it's Moselle Heights. Houses for rich partners. You can afford

houses. Thanks to Savage Property Development.

Bastards. But which one is the chief bastard?

I don't know about you, but I'm guessing Gary Savage, managing director, could

be the guy.

Even the name of the thing.

Let's go.

Hello.

We've got to send a message here.

But you told him that was us.

My mate gets beaten up, I'm sending a message.

I'll do it.

No, but let me.

We're both in this.

Van West.

Manners, you're speaking.

You and Munter broke into my office, didn't you?

What makes you say that?

I know your trademark when I see it.

it's a message from Munter because he got the shit beaten out of him yesterday

when he was looking after the store.

Or maybe it's a message from saying it could have been me, not him, you

cocksucker.

Oi!

Why is there a pile of shit on your desk?

Um, it's a message, apparently.

We should go outside where we can talk.

You know, Jethro, I own An earth -moving business.

Yeah. I'm aware of that. The thing is, you can't actually move earth without

earth -moving equipment.

Figures. A couple of machines I parked up at Moselle Heights.

Not there this morning.

And that sign, the one I was fixing?

Now it's broken again.

With Jethro West's dick spray painted on it.

I'm sensing a connection here.

My brother works at the Lucky Dollar Store.

Your brother?

Yeah. And a friend of his got beaten up.

Sorry to hear that.

At the Lucky Dollar Store.

I don't believe in coincidence, by the way.

I kind of mentioned to someone at the office that this might be a holdout

situation.

They took it upon themselves to apply a little pressure.

It's my brother, Gary.

They were just meant to mess the joint up, okay?

To agree with bodily harm is not my thing.

And your brother's mate, okay?

Yeah, enough to shit on my desk, yeah.

Busy night for the boys.

Look, um, I'll talk to them. No, thanks, Jethro.

You've done enough.

And you should clean that crap up before it gets under the grain.

Wait a minute.

We're in 2000.

Give or take a thousand.

That's a good score.

Hard disc recorders. Way of the future.

Might have that drink.

Yeah, go for your life.

Did I come back on this?

Well, the merchandise in question is long gone.

It's all clean.

Hey, Flanny.

Sergeant Judd.

Call me Wayne.

Sergeant Wayne.

How's your day?

Good. Oh, good.

You? Yeah.

You get that stuff?

Yeah, one stank round a couple of girls.

Oh, that's good.

Well, not really. They can't say for shit.

Bummer.

Mind if I... No, no, no. Go ahead.

I might have a job.

You know, Filani, I'm going to have to say no here.

Right.

Filani.

Filani. You want the money now? No, no, no, no.

I was just thinking, Wolf's got a lot on his mind right now without worrying

about what jobs might or might not have happened.

Maybe.

I feel sure he'd want you to have his shit.

Thanks.

No, you're right.

Thanks.

Thank you.

Yeah, OK.

Bye.

G'day, man.

Do I know you?

Gary Savage.

Can I have my diggers back, please?

Now, what diggers are they?

The ones you and your mate stole.

Yep. Don't know anything about any diggers.

With a

little

one yellow.

Like in the book?

I forgive you for the sign.

I like those diggers.

And I want them back.

What's it going to take?

Why do you want to knock down this store? Because it's old and crappy.

It's time someone new was here. This place might be old and crappy to you,

but it means a whole lot more to me.

Right? Because it's not just a store, man. It's the first actual job I've ever

had. And it's about paying for my wedding, man, to the woman I love.

And about the little guy telling the big guy where to stick it for a change.

Good on you and all that, eh?

But for Christ's sake, just tell me what I need to do to get my diggers back.

Hey.

Didn't ask about the money.

No. You were wondering, though.

Not really.

Crap.

Don't have to.

You'll tell me when you're ready.

That's so.

Oh, yeah.

You can't help yourself.

When you're near me, you... you divulge.

It's one of the many...

magical, mythical powers I have over you.

Well, then.

Well, 22 grand's a lot of money.

Got to pay a lot of bills.

Get you a better lawyer.

So why didn't you take the money?

Made me feel cheap.

Like I was selling myself short after bloody climbing this bloody mountain I

going to chuck it all in for a couple of grand.

Glass of water to a dying man, eh? I think I should have taken it.

I knew you wouldn't. Why not?

Because you're not cheap.

We're in the shit, aren't we?

And the cocoa right up to our eyeballs.

Which is why we should go to the pub and get pissed.

A man rings me about the sale of the store.

Oh, yeah?

What did he say?

That he's decided to reconsider the deal.

What did you say?

Tell him there's no way to do a business to stick the deal up his ass.

Go back to work, Van.

You do a good job.

You pissed off your brother's nephew?

You got your diggers back?

Yeah, I did, yeah.

Those old heights all go.

Lucky dollar store, bit of a cock -up all round there.

Yeah, well, you didn't have to give in to him.

The man's getting married.

He needs his job to pay for his wedding.

For Christ's sakes, Jethro, I can't ruin another man's wedding.

But after the wedding, now that's a different story.

Then it's game on. I'll show that Chinese prick an offer he can't refuse.

There's a new lawyer to broker the deal.

Why?

Something like you're totally fucked up?

Besides, it gives you a few months to sort out our relationship with council.

Now, we need to drink a couple of amounts of alcohol and eat crayfish.

Yeah, you know, I fancy crayfish.

Let's go.

If it's windy, there'll be a danger of falling branches.

It's not going to be windy, man.

At the end of the evening, there'll have to be a heat count because of all the

pissed people who wandered off into the forest.

Yeah, that's good thinking.

Other than that... Yeah.

I think it's a fucking choice, we're in venue.

Who said anything back more nice? Yeah, man.

So where do you want to do your speech from, man?

Which speech is it?

The best man speaks dog.

You saying you want me as best man? Because you haven't mentioned it till

Oh, yeah, I was still deciding, eh?

So do you want to do it?

Depends how nice you ask.

Do you want to be my best man?

Yep.

Joy. Joyce.

Oh!

I thought you and Judd went to the pub.

We did.

Where is everyone?

The house was empty when I got home.

Where's Wayne?

What do you want?

Piss off, Monica.

Just visiting our favourite local, checking out the usual collection of

lowlifes. Don't take it so personal, Cheryl. Leave us alone. We haven't done

anything. Leave it. It's all right. You've done plenty.

Listen, I'm honest.

He's honest.

Back off, Monica.

Don't worry about it. Walk away. Just forget it. I've told you once.

I'll tell you again. I'll come after you till you get what you fucking deserve.

You bitch!

Wait, wait, wait. That's the night. Back off. And that is assaulting a police

officer. What? You're fucking kidding.

Wayne Judd, you are under arrest for assaulting a police officer. No, you

do this. You're going to join and be my guest.

You have the right to consult and instruct a lawyer.

He went back to prison.

It took him back to jail.

Because of me.

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