All language subtitles for Outrageous Fortune s04e14 Rest Her Soul

Dane Harris.

Tell me you didn't go there. So what if
I did? What about Hunter?

He's made his bed, and I've made mine.

Whoa. What's Dane Harris doing with the
old lady?

He's pissing him.

Fuck, that's me.

Dirty as hell.

Ran into that guy who was nicking your
knickers?

Dane Harris.

I think he's seen the error of his wife.

I want to call it true.

I didn't know we were at war.

You have to admit that ever since you
found out about Wayne and the party

you've been a wee bit grumpy.

You miss him, you know you do.

Cheryl, hello.

It's Bernadette.

Oh, hi.

How's things? Family well?

Um, yeah, good.

And who's this?

This is Jane.

Oh, aren't you a sweetie?

Gosh, Cheryl, I take my hat off to you
having another one at your age.

Yeah, well, I didn't, actually.

This is my daughter, Loretta's. Your
youngest?

Mm -hmm.

Solo mum, is she?

Father did a runner. Oh no, that's
terrible.

You don't know, do you?

Sorry? Kid's father.

Your brother.

My brother?

Hayden? We've only got one, haven't you?
Well, he's never been in touch.

Last we heard, no fucking kid of his.

Hello? Is your mother in?

Oh, my God.

Hey, Pascal.

Mum!

What?

What the fuck are you doing here?

G'day, Cheryl.

I'm just back for a couple of days.
Well, isn't that fantastic?

I'd like to see her. Well, you can't.
She's gone. She doesn't love you

Sorry? Lovetta.

No, I meant the baby.

What,

you want to see her now?

Yeah.

Yes, I do.

Well, she's having a nap, but, you know,
she'll be up soon.

Well, we'll stick around then.

You know, if that's OK with you.

No, actually... Yeah, that's OK.

You can wait for a minute, can't he?

Black and be choice, eh?

Yeah, but we already said two pairs of
gold. Yeah, but black and be choice.

Bro, black shows up the dirt, man. You
weren't cleaning if you got a black car.

Hey, morning, Mr. Judge.

Morning, mate.

You okay, then?

Not exactly.

Well, not such a hotty -hot day with the
lady police person last night.

Come on, bro. You can tell us. Yeah,
man, we're totally here for you. If it's

not going good, man... Shut up and
listen.

That's not very polite.

I've heard something that I shouldn't
technically know about.

Yeah? Work it.

Someone we know has been seen in town in
various chemist shops.

Pascal, she's always a chemist, bro.
Might be your mum. She loves chemists,

though. They've been hours in the... No.

It's Casey.

She's been seen doing the rounds,
picking up pseudoepidrine for her

Shit. Exactly.

And the cops know?

Yes, mind you. Well, that can't be good.

That's bad.

Well, someone needs to talk to her.
That's right.

But not mention this.

You could tell her to stay out of those
chemists. Away from Dane Harris. They're

my work. Beauty.

Oh, you're here.

Finally.

You're available Thursday night?

Hey, listen up, doll. We've got party
booking.

So maybe you could go wild and help
Shannon May out.

I don't take orders from you. I don't
even speak to you. Some of us have to

around here. Shit, really?

Yeah, really.

Fuck off.

Don't you tell me to fuck off. You time
out. You shut your face.

No. It's about time we got this out in
the open.

Do you even know what your brother did
today?

Yeah, and he had damn good reason to do
it.

So much bullshit.

Your dead shit boyfriend was ripping
Cheryl off.

Nicky stepped in to help out. If you
can't see the sense in that, then I

I agree.

No. No, your brother, not Dane.

Everyone that's hanging out with Dane
makes you.

Look at you. You're a walking disaster
zone, girl. You're calling me a tramp.

Yeah. Hey, ladies.

Yeah. Yeah, well, you would fucking
know, you slapper. You're the one banned

to some has -been old crimp and never
getting out of prison.

Oh, nice one.

Are you all right?

No.

Yeah, let me see.

Oh, shit. No, you're going to need some
rest.

Open your fat mouth again and you'll get
another one. Shut up.

Oh, she really is gorgeous, Cheryl.

Yeah, we think so.

Well, say something.

She looks normal.

Well, what did you expect? The demon's
born of Dracula's mother.

So she's on solids, is she? Yeah, she's
on solids. And setting up?

Oh, propped up. So when did you get her
christened?

We didn't.

Why not?

We didn't get round to it.

You're Anglican?

Methodist. Well, good for you.

I'm just thinking about her immortal
soul, Cheryl. Well, I've been a bit busy

changing her nappies and washing her
clothes.

Fair enough, but you don't have an
objection.

You've just met this baby.

I know, but she's a part of our family,
and if anything was to happen to her and

she wasn't that type... Are you saying
we don't look after her? I'm not saying

anything, Cheryl, except where would she
go?

It wouldn't be heaven. Look, she's a
happy, healthy kid, and I don't

you coming in here and implying that
she's going to cark it and telling us

to do. Cheryl, Cheryl, can we... Fine.

Un -fucking -believable. You, you
mongrel! Give us the scissors and I'll

knackering for you. No, no, no, piss
off, Ted. No bloody way. Piss off!

Cheryl, you've got to understand that my
sisters are great people, all right?

But they are really into the church.

Mass every week, so it's all work.
What's that got to do with me? Well,

not going to let this go. So what? Hey,
this is not my idea, all right? I

thought I was coming back to deal with
the family crisis, then whammo, here we

are. I don't care.

If you could just see fit to do this, to
get her christened. What, make you off

the hook? Don't make me laugh.

What's it going to take, Cheryl? A
check? Fine, I'll write you one now.

Um, what is happening?

Can you tell Bernadette that the visit
is over? Well, hang on a minute. I'm the

child's father. I've got a right to
visit. No, no, you don't have rights.

None at all.

You've dumped Loretta. We didn't see you
for dust. So don't you even start to

think that you can walk back in here and
throw your weight around. What you can

do is fuck off out of my house and don't
come back.

You did the right thing. Let those
buggers in the door and they'll be

off to church as fast as you can say.
Hurt lifting teddy fiddlers.

Oh, do you mind? That's disgusting.

What bit do they cut off?

What? Well, she's a girl, right? So she
hasn't got a foreskin.

She's not a Jewish fan.

She'll just be dipped in holy water,
that's all.

She's a baby. She can't swim.

No, don't worry, darling. That's not
happening.

Well, what is happening?

Oh, Cheryl.

Cheryl.

You did what?

I smacked her one at work.

What the hell did you do that for?

Oh, come on, Cheryl. She's spinning out.
She needed a wake -up call.

You didn't have to break her nose.

You can't tell me she's not on
something.

No way.

Oh, come on.

Does she look like she ever gets any
sleep?

Somebody had to do something.

Oh, hey, Mr J. I got you a burger. Might
be a bit cold by now.

Did you talk to Casey?

No. I thought you was going in.

Why should I?

Oh, because you said you were going in.

Sound better coming from you.

You're not going to listen to me, mate.

When you care about someone, and they're
in the shit, deep shit, don't you think

you should do something about it? Not
when she's banging day and hours.

For Christ's sake, Manta, why do you
think she hooked up with that fella in

first place?

I don't know. Or has it occurred to you
that maybe she wanted you to notice?

And that if you said, babe, stay away
from that arsehole, it might be what she

wants to hear?

You know what, Mr J?

I appreciate the beers and the roasts,
but I've got the right to make my own

decisions here.

Oh, is that right?

Yep.

She's living her life, I'm living mine.
And if she wants to stuff that life up,

then that's her decision, man.

Okay.

Fine if that's how you feel.

Maybe you should find somewhere else to
live.

What? It's one thing to be proud, but
what you've been is a mean shithead.

Hey, that is not nice. Go.

I've had enough. But I've got nowhere
else to go. Find somewhere by tomorrow.

Power goes to... So what's the occasion?

Victory over the Fenians.

The Irish teller at the TAB?

Not her, she's a prodding... No, the
bloody Catholics, they're after your

Not my baby.

Yep, Hayden Peters and his bloody
sisters.

What about them?

Paid us a visit.

What did he want?

Going for a Pope lover, but don't you
worry, thought he gave them short trip.

Whatever you say about your mother.

You could like that.

I shouldn't even be telling you, but...
No, no, no, no, I'm pleased you did.

Stupid, stupid Casey.

I'd talk to her, but I'm in a bit of a
difficult position.

Yeah, yeah, I know. It was, um, it was
real good of your friend to mention it.

She made the connection because of the
cheques.

Cheques?

Casey, she's been paying with hoochie
mama cheques.

Fuck. How many?

I don't know.

You could speak to Casey.

A fucking killer is what I'll do.

There's one way to keep her out of jail.

Does Munter know?

Reckons he doesn't care.

When the solution is doing the right in
the bloody face.

Yeah, well.

It's good of you to do this, Wayne.

Let me know how you get on, eh?

Yeah, OK.

Yeah, I'll handle it.

There's one check.

Oh, maybe two.

What the fuck were you thinking?

Which is my business, you know. I can
write checks. What, for pills from the

bloody chemist? Are you cold?

Oh, don't give me that shit.

Are you all right, babe? This is a
private conversation.

This is my girlfriend. Yeah, and these
are my premises, and I'm telling you to

piss off. And I don't have to.

Baby, I can... Listen to me.

You need to dump that bastard and get
away from this shit. Why? Because you

don't like it? Oh, for fuck's sake!

I'm sick of you telling me what to do.
I'm fucking sick of it. Okay, fine.

You have it your way, but you are not
dragging my business. My business? No,

not anymore.

You're not working. You're not
designing. You're doing sweet fuck all.

So unless you dump that bastard and come
to your fucking senses, you're out of

the business.

I can't do this. I can, and I just did.
You're out.

Fuck off.

You look different.

And didn't I say fuck off?

I need some advice.

About what?

About your family.

I don't have a family.

Yeah, yeah, they said you'd moved out. I
don't speak to them and they don't

speak to me.

Shit.

Why don't you burn down the time?

Piss off.

It's about the kid.

Not my kid.

Sorry? Cheryl's kid.

She adopted her. Not my choice,
actually, but I didn't want her.

I'll try something else then.

About what?

Well, it doesn't matter to you, does it?

I said fuck off, didn't I?

I went and saw Loretta.

Well, it was stupid.

Tell me, why isn't anyone talking to
her?

Because she set Dad up for a job he
didn't do and got him put away.

Shit.

That's bad.

Even for Loretta. What? Nothing bad ever
happens in your family?

Yeah, Justine's husband's just left her.
Mary Rose has had to have to reckon

with me. You want me to feel sorry for
your sister?

No, I don't.

But kids are their thing, okay?

They all believe.

You don't?

Well, sometimes I put in a word to the
Holy Mother if I'm looking for a car

park. That's very spiritual.

Pascal, they are fucking thrilled that
finally I'm like them.

And they're going to be on my case about
this for years. I don't need the

aggravation. So what? You can just
bugger off back to Brisbane.

Yeah, where my mother is on my case.

And they've all got a stake in the rest
homes.

Ah. So this is about money?

No. It's about maximum result and
minimum stress.

So you can go back to your cruisy
bachelor life?

It's a little bit of sacred oil on a
baby, Pascal. Where's the harm?

Is that all Jane means to you? For God's
sake, Pascal, what do you want here?

I want to know how you feel about Jane.

Um... She's, uh...

Quite cute.

I've only met her once.

As long as I can have a conversation
with her, is it?

Okay, I will now. She is really, really
smart, and she understands heaps.

But you'd only know that if you got to
know her.

Are you prepared to do that?

Sure. You're just saying that to get
what you want. For fuck's sake, Pascal,

see, whatever I say is going to be
wrong. If you want my support, then

going to have to prove to me that you're
not just some spineless shit that dumps

people and runs off.

Jane deserves more than that.

Yeah, okay, fair enough.

I'm back here for three more days, all
right? I'll do whatever you want.

Really?

I'm not a complete monster, Pascal.

Okay, then.

Great.

What the fuck was that for?

That was for me. A certain movie that
ruined my life.

I've completely moved on now.

Glad to hear it.

So, where to do this?

Fuck is going on?

Jane has been out. Out where?

On an outing. All right, Cheryl.

I just went to my sister's.

I thought I told you to piss off and not
come back.

I said he could. Did you?

Yeah, I asked Patrick off for some help.
Mum, he is prepared to try. Is that so

bad? Try to do what, exactly?

To get to know Jane.

You slimy bastard.

No, he's not.

Yeah, OK, he is, but at least he's still
trying.

Look, Cheryl, my family wants some
contact, all right? And I'm prepared to

it. No, no, you're not doing anything.
You're leaving is what you're doing.

Jesus, Cheryl. And that is blasphemy.

So much for the good Catholic boy.

Okay, you know what?

Fine.

Pascal, thank you.

Janie, bye -bye.

Janie.

He's actually quite good with her. Who
said you could do that?

Do you even think to ask me first?

And what would you have said?

Fuck no.

Yeah, and that is what you say about
everything and no one is allowed to

disagree with you.

She's my baby.

And who looks after her most of the
time?

You do.

Sometimes. A lot.

Mum, I do nearly everything.

And I happen to think that I should have
a say.

And I happen to think that babies need
their fathers, even ones who aren't

perfect. And what is so wrong with more
people loving Jane and wanting to give

her presents and maybe even babysitting
her sometimes?

And what... What is wrong with getting
christened?

All right.

You heard your say.

You want some milk? You want some milk?
Come on.

Come on. Yeah.

Hey, Mr. J.

Hey.

Cooking up some pork.

How's the health hunting going, Manta?
Doing taity, peas. Manta?

Come on, man. I'm making an effort here.

I mean what I said.

Oh, jeez, you're hard.

What's going on?

I'll tell you later, bro.

You got till this time tomorrow.

Whoa.

Have you had a fight with the old man?

Not my old man.

What's going on, bro?

He's getting all bent out of shape over
this Casey shit. Wants me to sort it. As

fucking if.

Oh, don't you start.

We won't.

Oh, man, he's just as bad as your mum.
He's going to put me out on the street

the car.

The car?

Oh, is the car more important than I am?
No.

You can stay at my place, bro.

Big A's mother wide screen, all the
extras.

No, no, I've got a place.

What, the one you're getting kicked out
of?

No, no, he'll come round.

You did the right thing, Cheryl.

Casey needs a short, sharp shock.

Yeah. Yeah, if people disagree with Mum,
they can always leave.

Oh, shit.

No, no.

Don't get up. I'll get it.

I have two things to say.

Do not give Hayden Peters the time of
day. I'm not.

And Jane is not to be christened. Why
the fuck not? Because it is totally

There is no such thing as a god, and
anyone with half a brain knows that.

Catholics? Worse than all of them.
Excuse me?

You're a Catholic.

I was. Proves my point. Along with that
shithouse Catholic school you sent me

to. Why should I listen to you?

Because you don't believe either, and
you cannot let him decide anything,

because that would be fucking wrong.

Okay.

Thanks for that.

Really? Yeah.

You can go now.

Okay.

Oh my God, she cares.

No, she doesn't.

Wow, she's as mad as ever.

No God.

What was that about?

Well, you're not exactly... Fuck it.

We'll do it.

Do what?

Have a christening for Jane.

As a Catholic.

Mum, you were against it?

Well, they're all churches.

One's the same as the other.

Oh, my God, I'm fucking ill.

What's her problem?

Pascal? What?

I thought this was what you wanted.

You only did it to get at Loretta.

No. Yeah.

Always do what's opposite.

You know, you could have a really nice,
kind person trying to help, but every

time she tries to do something good and
positive, you are just mean and

horrible. You never go with what's good
and positive. Never.

You wouldn't know what is good if it was
right in front of your nose. All right.

Yes, Mum, I am right.

And if you do not change, you are going
to be a sad and lonely person.

And I am sick of trying to help when you
don't appreciate it.

I do.

Lover.

I do.

Really?

You don't hold back, do you?

G'day. Shit, I'm sorry. I've been
meaning to call you. I've just been tied

Everything alright?

Oh, you know.

How'd it go with Casey?

Well, thanks to me, she's come to her
senses, dumped her boyfriend beside

herself with guilt and grief.

Shit, really?

Actually, no. I told her to fuck off and
haven't seen her since.

Okay.

Not the best.

People do what they're going to do,
don't they?

Yeah.

Try calling her.

And? I'll answer.

I guess you get to a point where you
have to stop caring.

Yeah.

Seems that way.

The car, Muntz.

Focus your mind on the car, bro.

And that's all you care about? Look, I'd
take it, but Mum won't have it at her

place. Yeah, she's hard like that.

Shit, man, I don't know what to say to
you anymore.

I mean, a car's a car, bro, but jail is
jail, man.

And for, like, a friend.

You're on his side.

Well, you've been on his side. Look at
your second dad.

I didn't have no dad.

I know.

But a real dad, you know, if you had a
dad, doesn't just chuck you out because

you don't do what he says.

Yeah, maybe, sometimes.

I thought he liked the car.

Yeah, definitely.

Okay, just think about the car, alright?

Hey, my homies.

Aaron.

You're going to want to let this all
over.

Okay.

Okay, what?

Let's do it.

For the car.

But only for the car. For the car?

What are we doing?

Did he do that to you? No.

They wouldn't do this.

Crazy bitch at his place did it.

Mrs. West? Cherie.

What do you care?

Oh, um, I need to have a talk to you,
all right?

What about?

You're in the shit, okay?

And you need to stop. It's growing stuff
a day and you can't do that.

Cheryl's already given me the hard word.

No, Casey, you have to. Why?

What's going on?

You need to get away from all this,
Case.

Pissed off Munter.

No, Casey, you have to.

She doesn't have to do nothing,
dickhead.

No, you do. Because the cops are on to
you, man.

They don't know about the peace shit.
They know.

You need to get out.

Cheers for that.

Now fuck off.

mental. I did what you said.

No, I said talk to Casey. I didn't say
go tell Dane Harris the police are on to

him. I had to to get her to listen.

Well, it's highly likely you would have
stuffed up months of work and side

issue. Got Zoe in a heap of shit.

Well, if she's just a side issue, then
that's okay.

You could just not tell her. Yeah.

Or stop going out with her, eh?

Yeah.

I did what you said, okay? You can't be
mad about that.

Fucking great mother.

I'll sing a buffet at my place. What is
wrong with you?

What about the pub? I'll pay.

Works for me.

All right.

Hey, where's the fella from the pizza
place here?

He's a priest fan.

Oh, fuck, did someone die?

Language, I know he's here about the
christening.

Since when?

The dukes are here. Stotty's gone soft.

I'm not sure how I feel about all this.

You feel fabulous because you're the
godfather.

Well, cool. Is that like a mafia thing?

No, it's a spiritual thing about
guidance.

So tell me, how's the mission of Mia
Macamara?

Good, despite the difficulties.

Do you know what? We'd be very happy to
make a donation on behalf of the family.

A substantial one, if we can get things
moving along fast.

Every little bit helps.

Father?

It's legal right, did you?

Get over yourself, Ted. It's a
christening, not the end of the world.

Collaborating with a pack of minks?

You know, I've got a new philosophy.

I'm not going to fight anymore, not even
with you.

But if you give me grief about this,
it's the last fucking meal you'll ever

in my house. Believe me.

Skip it.

And pocket.

Uh, no way. That's petty cash. This
afternoon, there's an emergency job at

Chubby Chicken, a drainage issue. No can
do.

What? Got another gig.

You'd better not be moonlighting until
night's time. No, I'm godfathering.

What?

Here for Baby Jean. See you Christmas.

You have to stop it.

Well, you know, there's no shifting your
mother.

Grandpa, how did this happen?

I don't know.

You have to stop it. You hate the
Fenians.

I do, but hate them bloody Peters. What
about them? Got round Cheryl.

You don't care what she thinks? I don't.

Except, sides are sides and fish pie is
fish pie and I'm not good at cooking for

myself. Grandpa!

Religion is religion, not that important
in the long run. It is more than

religion!

Well, over to you.

No, Van, don't wear a T -shirt.

Get a decent shirt and trousers.

Well, just bloody find them.

Yeah. Oi. Hey. Hey. And don't be late.

Hey.

Hey.

Hey.

You okay?

You're right.

You know, so even if I hadn't got fired,
I probably would have had to resign.

Oh, no, you wouldn't. No, I would.

You know, because I finally figured it
out.

The Bahama Triangle.

There was a triangle.

You know, it's just me right at the
centre.

Case, look, whatever I said to you the
other day, we can sort it out.

I'm still gone.

And you're right.

No, I wasn't.

No, I wasn't. Hey, Case.

I wasn't.

Well, I was.

A bit.

But you're not fired.

But can I just get this christening off
my plate? And then we'll talk about it.

Jane's getting christened? Yeah, yeah,
today.

That's so lovely.

You have to come along. Come to the
party afterwards. You're family.

I can't. I've really got to go.

But... See ya.

Case?

Hey, Case!

Look sharp, bro.

What does a good father do?

Heaps, bro. You're the man. You're the
big mottua wairua, bro. You got to tell

Janie, yep, no drugs and no sex.

It's that way from those Māori boys.

Except the ones from up north with heaps
of land. Right around Hokianga Beach.

Do you have to pinch my stuff?

What, you think I want to look like you?

Well, take it off then.

Ah, that'll do.

Always worth a compliment, eh?

Hi.

Oh, the door's open.

And, uh, where are you just going?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Loving this shirt, brother.

I just wanted to say thank you.

What for?

For the stuff you said.

You broke up with Dave?

No.

No, but we're going to, you know, move
away to get away from the cops.

Good move.

Yeah.

Where are you going?

I'm not meant to say.

Rotorua.

Joy.

When? Today.

You know, but I couldn't leave. Not
without.

I'll always love you, Mounce.

And I will always be so sorry we
couldn't make it.

Because I wanted that.

More than anything.

But I know that I don't deserve that.

So it's better this way.

I'll never ever forget you.

You moron.

Why didn't you stop her?

Yous were listening.

It was, I love you, please ask me to
stay.

It was real moving, eh?

Yeah, that's what I got too, bro.

I don't cry or anything, but... You were
rude.

That was meant to be a private
conversation.

I don't need you looking at me like
that, not when you don't do nothing.

And you don't, and you could. And all
your shitty advice.

How about turning that around?

Fuck, you know what I'm talking about.

You and me, man, same waka, but without
the shitty boyfriend and the pseudo

-eff. It goes for you too, man, it goes
for you!

I need to pee.

See you at the hairdresser's.

Damn it.

It's all right.

It's okay.

What are you doing?

What does it look like?

Get out of my way. Give her to me. No.

What the hell do you think you're doing?
I'm taking her. Rita, why?

Because you can't do this.

Because of a christening.

So, Rita, and how are you going to look
after her? You don't know anything about

her. You don't know her food, her
favourite book. Oh, for God's sake,

can't read.

She does. She likes a very hungry
caterpillar. Now give her to me. No.

Someone has to stop this crap. You hate
Jane. Why does it matter?

Because Hayden bloody Peters cannot do
this. He's not.

Then why are you letting him in?

Why the fuck would you do this when he
is the one?

Poor thing, but he won't be here for
long. He won't.

If you don't believe him, why does it
matter?

cup of tea?

We should do something to stop you from
leaving.

What's up the muds, man?

I brought a ruler.

Thanks. I know, it smells real bad.

Ben, get in the car. If you're late,
your mother will have your guts

Yeah, but we're going to stop the lovely
lady from leaving somehow.

I baptise you in the name of the Father
and of the Son.

and of the Holy Spirit.

God, the Father of the Lord Jesus
Christ, has freed you from sin, given

birth by water and the Holy Spirit, and
welcomed you into his holy people.

He now anoints you with the chrism of
salvation.

As Christ was anointed priest, prophet,
and king, so may you live always as a

member of his body, sharing everlasting
life.

Amen.

Amazing. Whoa.

Some chicks puts them off.

Some chicks puts them off.

You're not a loser.

I did a job just to prove to you what a
loser I'm not.

You're not a loser.

But you want to quit that?

The first thing we put together is a
couple.

I give you this ring as a sign of my all
-time love and because

you totally rock my world.

Hot

chicks

standing over me wearing no undies.

She should pay me a bonus if I did what
she wanted.

You know I really love you, eh, babe?
What's that?

Nothing, I just... Oh,

man, you sick bitch!

Talk to me, I don't love you!

You bastard, you...

Always lovely months.

And I will always be so sorry we
couldn't make it.

Because I wanted that more than
anything.

to me when all

Nazi boy!

What

is

that? It's my martial art.

Taekwondo.

Now it's mine. I'll meet it up.

You dick.

You dick now, Dane. What

the hell are you doing?

Sorry about this. I just keep the thing
from shit, all right? Yeah, it looks

like it. No, no, no, no. Look, you can't
go with Dane, okay? You can't. Well,

you're too good for him.

Okay?

You're funny.

And beautiful and talented. You're just
saying they want that.

There is not another person in this
universe like you, Keith.

I'm so sorry I cheated on you.

But if you don't want me, that's cool.

But I'm here for you, all right?

All right, even in Rotorua, because... I
love you.

I never stopped.

I never walked.

Fuck you!

You

got

some nerve, old man.

Checking out the enemy, you can't be too
careful.

Put on a good spread, the peanuts.

So have I got.

Um, some of that holy water splashed on
me, like, by accident.

What about it?

Would that turn me into a Catholic?

No, Ben.

Nothing's going to change here.

How's my little girl?

Oh, your little girl now, is she?

I don't presume, but... Well, I'm not
heading back as soon as I thought.

What's this on?

Oh, you know, business, Cheryl.

In this farvish, it's not as bad as I
thought it would be.

Jesus Christ, there's an accolade.

That's blasphemy, Cheryl.

Holy shit.

Shit, I think I'm saying things.

Are they fucked up?

A drink's a start, Pink.

It's nearly a bedtime, you know.

Well, what would you know?

Oh, I'm so, so sorry.

I'm going to have to tell Cheryl.

Oh, no, no, not now.

Okay.

Oh, you.

Said romance is dead, eh?

Oh, shit, yeah.

I wonder why I could get him to move
out.

Is that the only reason you did it?
Don't call me sentimental.

You want another drink?

Uh, no.

Maybe not.

Got them with a B, eh?

Yeah.

Thanks for the invite.

It's a good party.

Yeah. Yeah, it was good for me too.

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