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If you want my support, then you're going to have to prove to me that you're
just some final shit that dumps people and runs off.
Is, uh, airing worth anything?
Of course, it is worth nothing as an emerald.
You're not going to nick it. You went to all this trouble for a roof.
You'll be wanting your money.
And the rest.
Two things.
One, you're bitter and selfish, and that's the one who's your girlfriend.
And then we have another, who's kind and rather rich.
Not my girlfriend.
Could change, couldn't it?
So I'm thinking we need to be more on to it when putting stuff in plastic bags.
Okay? And making sure we write on the bag which part of the car it's from.
I hear that, man.
I didn't even think this was from our car.
What is it?
No, I don't get it.
Well, you've got money, so you get the car as well. You've got to send me half
of the car.
But it's none of mine, and it's all over my place.
The hell's that my problem?
There's someone at the door. Well, get it.
All right. Good.
Handsome. Wouldn't you rather have Manta at your place all of the time? Not if
it means having his car.
Hide the driver's array!
Just kidding, Zoe. Come in.
Oh, you brought a little friend.
Hey. Hey, um, I need you to come down to the station with me.
Yeah, good one, Zoe.
Pretend you're his wife.
I need you to come to the station.
Why? It would just make it a lot easier for everyone concerned if you just came
with us.
Am I under arrest?
No. It would just make it easier.
Sure.
They can't be good on a relationship.
You and my brain.
You and my brain.
Don't you listen to your old auntie. What is this about Wayne?
God, there is vomit all through it. It's not Jane's fault.
No, Ben, it is yours for playing aeroplanes with her over my back.
You keep chundering like that, you're going to end up a washed up old model
Auntie Pascal.
Can we get back to Wayne? Has he been arrested? He's been taken down the
for questioning, all right?
I wonder if Zoe will beat the shit out of him.
Language around the baby.
What did he do?
I don't know.
Must be weird, though, eh? Like, getting arrested by your missus?
Gross, there was spew on my tampons.
Yuck. I hope you're going to wash them first.
Where is he? What the hell is going on? You old bastard, where is he? I don't
know. Actually, where is Grandpa?
I haven't seen him in ages.
Well, what if he's, like, dead in his caravan or something?
You should be so bloody lucky.
Don't you dare smack him around in front of the baby.
What's he done?
Don't you make me come and get you, old prick.
What's he done?
He's fucking up your asses, what?
If you guys speak like that, I'm taking genocide.
How have they fucked you up there?
There's been a bit of a crime wave in West Auckland lately.
Yeah, so what's new, man? Every job that's been done has two things in
One, the alarms were bypassed by someone who knew what they were doing. And two,
all the alarms were installed by Judd Security.
Excellent scam, Wayne.
I didn't do the Berg's van.
Oh, no, no, no, no. Of course you didn't. Of course you didn't.
But if you had, excellent scam, Wayne.
Not when there's a little sticker saying protected by Judd Security on every job
that got done.
It's not good painting.
And the only thing my former colleagues don't know is that on all the jobs that
got hit, I had a beautiful assistant. And you robbed them.
When I installed the fucking alarms, your fucking grandfather.
I'll kill him.
No, no, no. That's my job.
Hey, hey, hey. On the bright side, you've probably got a really good alibi,
right? Because you probably shacked up with Zoe at the time, man. And then,
let's face it, shit on alibi when a cop stands there and goes, oh, no, he was in
bed with me at the time, Your Honour. Ben, I'm looking to smack somebody.
let it be you.
First time I've ever seen you fold washing.
Well, it's quicker than ironing.
I thought I was dead to you.
Well, I need to speak to Ted.
Last time I checked, he lived out the back of your face.
Have you seen him lately?
Is he all right?
Jesus, how hard is it for you to answer? Okay, yes, he dropped in a couple of
days ago.
Did he say anything?
He said plenty, but you're going to have to be way more specific. What's he
done?
Come on, Mum.
If he's being a dick, I can help.
Got any clues where he is? Yep.
Bet you're not going to like it.
There's got to be something better than onion. But onion describes it perfectly.
The peeling back of the layers. A war.
It's a lot like war.
You've never been in a war. How would you know?
My soldiers.
Brave boys.
Each and every one of them sneaking in under cover of darkness. Like little
commanders breaching the enemy's defences. Homing in on their target.
Grandpa. The Holy Grail.
A crusade to storm the Holy Land one castle at a time. A button here.
Button there, feel of lace, the feel of nipple under the lace. Like an onion,
another layer to be peeled.
Oh, Jesus, he's not on with those hookers again, is he? Where?
Nyree Munro.
Nyree bloody Munro? Christ, he hates her. Yeah, well, things have changed. He
kind of did a job for her.
A job? Long story, but now... The gates of heaven are within my grasp.
Gate to heaven. I don't understand why the gate to heaven. The ones that open
when Nairie finally spreads her legs.
Ah. Ooh!
All forays by my troops are met with resistance, I start.
But I'll get there.
By God, I'll die trying.
I know someone who'd like to help with that.
What's he done?
It's not your concern.
Mum, I just told you about Nairie Munro, didn't I? Yeah, well, you took your
time about it. Um, that was a bit hard. We were not supposed to... Thanks for
your help.
No problem.
When do I have time for the gym?
Oh, you make time.
If you haven't noticed, I'm Jane's primary caregiver, and add that to my
job of keeping this family together, and I don't think I have much time for the
gym. You don't even need a membership.
Nicky's happy for you to go down there any time.
My God, this is like digging up dinosaur bones. You know, like those people who
dress up in safari suits and dig around?
Archaeologists and shit. Yeah, it's like digging up the ruins of my former life.
Okay. This mascara, for example, this is from a time when I was less than honest
about playing stuff.
And that led me to... Bruce.
My God, I thought I took this away when he dumped me, but... No, I just chucked
it in here with the rest of the crap.
My God, no wonder I have a sore back. You know, lugging all of this shit and
Jane around every day.
Hey.
Oh, Jane's asleep. You can wait till she wakes up.
No worries.
Looks like a fun hobby.
Yeah, Jane's boot up in my bag.
Excellent. And now I'm finding stuff I forgot I even had.
That's because a woman's handbag is like a portal to a parallel universe. Yeah,
a parallel universe that everything goes, but you can't actually find
And, of course, you need a different universe for day and for night, which
hauling all the crap from one universe into another universe, usually while a
guy's standing around waiting.
Oh, my God, that's it?
What is it? Ah, it's... What is it? My idea, the idea I just had when you were
talking. Thank you.
You're actually going to do anything at any stage?
Like that girl?
No, about global fucking warming.
I'm doing it.
Doing sweet FA as far as I can see.
Well, she's got to come to me.
Oh, God, Nicky, you're so up yourself.
I put a move on before she's ready. Shut the gate. She's gone.
And what if someone else puts a move on when you're busy dicking around?
Oh, there's another rich half -dead American popped up.
No.
Hayden Peters has.
Bad point.
I would never go for him again. The last three guys that she's been involved
with, as far as I can tell, are the dead yank, an Indian midget doctor, and
Hayden Peters. Who says she won't go back?
She wouldn't. She's a fruit loop, Nicky. You have no idea what she's going to do
next. Yeah, but that dick?
Just up your game, okay?
And make sure the next dick insider is yours.
Not his.
Niary. Can I come in?
If you must.
If you wouldn't mind taking your shoes off.
Don't when you're tracking mud through the house.
I have no idea where Ted is right at this very minute.
What about later?
When he turns up looking for a bed for the night?
He's certainly not staying here.
Well, you boot him out after you've had your kicks, do you? I don't know what
you're suggesting.
I have standards.
I know how to conduct myself around men.
I'm sure you do, Nyree.
I'm sure you could conduct an entire orchestra of men trying to get into your
knickers.
But what do you get them to do for you?
I've no idea what you're talking about.
If you happen to see Ted West, would you mind passing on a message from me?
Can you tell him Cheryl said, I've no idea what sick, twisted game you've got
going on, but when it comes to hurting innocent people, can you cut it the fuck
out?
Are we done here?
Yeah. We're done here.
Good. Good for me too.
you would be looking for Grandpa.
How do you know?
Mum came to see me.
Why? The same reason you're here, to find Grandpa.
It's got nothing to do with her.
This is my mother we're talking about. When's that ever stopped her?
So where is he?
If you want that story, ask Mum. I am way too traumatised.
I'm not asking her, I'm asking you.
It's still with Nari Munro.
Sheesh. Is he still trying to tap her? What exactly has he done?
A one -man crime spree.
Problem is, it all points to me.
Shit.
Does he want it to point to you?
I don't know why he would. Maybe he's just thinking with his dick.
That's a thought I don't want to dwell on.
You hear from him?
I'll alert the authorities.
So this is Hayden's idea?
No.
Like I said, when Hayden was talking, I had the idea. Right.
But, you know, I really wanted to try it out on you guys first, because you know
how sometimes you have a really good idea and it turns out to be not such a
idea? Busy here.
Okay, so what's the idea?
It is a bag, okay?
And this bag has lots of little bits inside, like compartments, and each
compartment is made to hold stuff, like makeup bits, bone bits.
But the thing is, each compartment can join...
To the others, you know, with like a zip or something, but I haven't actually
read up the details. And then you can change them around. So, once you get the
compartment that you want, you can put the insides into any other kind of
outside. So you can change your outside any time you want. It's a bag that can
change with your life. The possibilities are endless.
So?
That's a really great idea, Pascal.
Good luck with it. I hate it. Well, no, no, no, I don't hate it. I mean...
I just don't get it.
What's not to get?
This is the most genius idea ever.
Does it really mean? No, it's brilliant.
You know, it's like, if you're going out, you don't need to sit through all
shit to find your lippy, right? You just take the bits you need, like your
phone, your make -up, condom.
Yeah. Yeah, and it can have all these different outsides. You know, like
glamour, classy, you know, beach bag, gym bag.
It can be whatever you want it to be. It's like the best bag ever.
No, it is the best bag ever.
Okay, we need to start working on this now because someone else might get this
idea. No, but it's too late. I've already had it. Yeah, but they don't
that. Casey, we, hello, as in you and me, have got, like, back orders coming
of our arse. Okay. Yeah, yeah, boring, boring.
We. Let's walk again. Okay, you beat your lily white arse, we will.
Rude. Yeah.
You look busy.
Yeah, she's probably in the bathroom chucking or lying on her bed trying not
chuck.
Right.
Oh, Sheree reckons you might be up for joining my gym.
Oh no, I've got far too much else to do.
I'm drawing pictures of hats.
They're handbags.
I'm not a handbag kind of guy.
Well, luckily here is someone who is.
Got that right.
stuff that you said this morning about bags?
It's my pleasure.
It has given me the most brilliant idea I've ever had in my whole entire life.
Wow.
Do you want to hear about it?
Yeah, I'd be mad if I didn't.
Okay. Told you so.
Thanks for that.
Yeah, well, you were the one who wasn't taking it seriously, and now you are.
Get a move on and get the ponce the fuck out of play.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Might help if pretty boy wasn't so pretty.
No.
No, you're right.
Bloody lame ducks she goes for.
You're not helping her, right?
Yeah, well, you're not exactly sweeping her off her feet, are you?
Been a lot of time.
About you and me.
Tried you at the office, thought you'd be here.
He'll turn up sooner or later.
So do you want another drink?
No, good.
Switha?
Job sheets.
Just trying to remember which jobs you'll need to handle.
Paste the joint as it turns out.
I wouldn't have been planning it back then.
Wouldn't bloody put it past him.
No, this is due to something entirely new and evil in his life.
Yeah, Larry Monroe.
How'd you know that?
I went to see Loretta.
Why'd you see Loretta?
For you, of course.
Thanks, but you don't need to do that.
Well, I do, actually, because like it or not, he's still part of my family. You
only just, most of the time.
Yeah, true that.
Here's my cross to bear, so you don't have to get involved.
What if I want to help?
Great. Thanks, but I can fight my own battles. Oh, Jesus, will you stop it
this macho man alone crap?
It's not crap.
Every place that gets turned over, for whatever reason... Nyree Munro?
Forget Nyree Munro. He is hitting me in the fucking pocket every night.
Business is walking out my door because my name is all over this, so excuse me
if I want to sever all connections with the West family because none of you are
doing me any fucking favours right now.
Fine.
And I won't tell you then that I went to see Nyree today and put the hard word
on her.
Great. Thanks for that. Because if he hadn't turned up here by closing time, I
was planning on getting him around there. But now that he knows that I'm
for him, I won't have to bother, will I?
Okay.
All right, well, if I find him first, I'll make sure he's still breathing so
can finish him off. And I said don't bother.
Too fucking bad.
Appeal to me. Well, not to me.
Get rid of it.
Tomorrow.
You like everything else?
It's acceptable.
I've still got it.
Yes, Ted, you have.
Cheryl paid a visit.
You probably shouldn't go home.
But don't get your hopes up, Ted.
You're not staying here.
Mum, this is a bit weird.
I'm going to catch that old prick whether he wants me to or not.
Why would Grandpa want you to catch him?
Mum, is this a cry for help?
Just go inside, pet girl.
Okay, well just don't fall asleep because he's going to know you're there
snorkel.
Night -night.
So, it's a bag you can turn into an infinite number of other bags.
Well, not infinite, more like he... That's genius.
I think so.
It's one of those ideas so simple you wonder why no one's done it already.
I'm doing it now.
Good on you. Yeah.
Make sure you keep hold of your idea.
A lot of people out there waiting to rip off a good one.
Yeah, I know. Hayden said that I need to, like, form a company or something,
it all in writing.
And he'd know?
Yeah, he's had heaps of businesses.
A man with a finger in many pies.
Is he your partner?
Oh, he was just giving me advice.
Right.
Of course he was.
Hey, now you're ready to go?
Yeah, let's do it.
Good luck with it all, eh?
Don't you say a fucking word.
Cheeky bloody wanker.
Wow, you have been sick.
Not doing what she's meant to be doing. I was awake half the night thinking
about our idea. My idea. And then I got up and I started drawing and I haven't
stopped. I can testify to that. At no time today has she done any actual work.
Why the fuck not?
I've been working on an idea. My idea.
The best bag ever. It's genius.
I don't care if it's Albert bloody Einstein.
We've got back orders to fill. Can you take your idea and hook off? I will.
Oh, and if you see Grandpa, can you club him, tie him and call me?
Am I accompanying you down to the station?
Not yet.
What happened last night?
Croatian Cultural Society.
Yes. Alarm system.
Bypassed.
All you've got to do is say his name.
Got any proof?
Why are you protecting him?
Protecting who?
Oh, for fuck's sake, Wayne.
He's not doing you any favours. You think I don't know that?
I'm just trying to look out for you here.
Yeah, I know.
You, of all people, should know about choosing which side of the fence you're
going to be on.
Yeah, I'll deal with it.
There are few things finer, let me tell you, than the way a woman's nipple
responds to a man's touch.
The way it stiffens and grows as he rolls it between finger and thumb.
The way she goes. Okay, Grandpa, you really don't need to tell me this.
Oh, come on, you didn't get your baby off a toilet seat. Forget the elderly
porn. What about all the shit you're causing to get into Nairi's undies?
Playing with her nipples.
This crime spree?
Means to an end.
And since when did you join the God Squad? I didn't. Getting all righteous
it? You are hurting people who actually give a shit about you. And I'm not
talking about me and Mum.
If you want to eat the omelette, you have to break the eggs.
What does that even mean?
Hey, Grandpa.
Trust you not to understand.
You'll end up sad and alone, but not me, no sir.
People are looking for you.
We'd better move fast.
Up home for some clean undies, then you won't see me for dust.
Hey, you know about companies and stuff?
Yeah, why?
I want to start one.
Yeah, what?
Okay, wets aren't meant to die, but Grandpa just left. Heading home in such
fresh underwear.
I had an idea.
Don't look at me like that. It happens more than you think.
Okay, so what is this idea?
Yeah, like I'm going to tell you. You'll steal it.
Right, so you're here to insult me into helping you?
It's not really your fault.
The way you are.
Go and talk to a lawyer, Pascal.
Yeah, that's what Hayden said.
You talked to him before you talked to me?
Well, he's allowed into the house and you're not.
So you told him about your great idea?
And he was really supportive?
And you're worried about me stealing your stupid idea? Hayden wouldn't steal
Hayden's a fucking parasite!
Yeah, well, maybe I should get a lawyer. I wish Jethro was here.
So I can fulfil my dreams of living on the street. Oh, you don't have to be so
bitter. Fuck off, Pascal.
Fine. And I hope someone does steal your stupid idea, whatever it is.
Come back here, you old prick.
Give it up, old man. Up, you. You stop this shit and you stop it now.
What's it to you?
He doesn't deserve this shit. Ow!
I thought you'd wash your hands of him, slutty prance. He doesn't deserve what
you're doing to him.
The fuck are you staring at? I warned them.
Don't hire this man.
He's no bloody good.
He's in bed with those sitting west.
I didn't take your accordion, okay?
You know how important this accordion is to creation community.
No, but I bet you're going to tell me anyway.
That's what my boy Slavka placed his fingers to the bone for.
Now it's gone, and I bet you know who took it. One of those bloody sitting
And g'day to you too, Mr. D.
You tell me who took it. Took what?
A golden accordion. A symbol of accordion supremacy in New Zealand.
Well, good riddance, that I thought.
Hey, Mr. Dothlick, you tell the Croatian society that I will refund the cost of
your lamp system.
I will tell them.
But that is not the point.
The point is, you get golden accordion back or Slavka
and many angry accordionists will pay you a visit.
Cheryl? Mr. Deep.
Drasky's very good, by the way.
And for the young, it's a triumph for baby.
Right. Just what the world needs. More Drasky's.
You can't keep paying people back because of what he's doing.
Don't want to incur the wrath of many angry accordionists.
What happened to you?
Nearly had him. Old bastard got me with a cheap shot.
Cheryl, leave him to me. What he's doing to you is flat wrong. You should call
the cops. No.
He doesn't deserve your loyalty. God, if you don't, I will.
What happened to the West Code of Honour? Fuck that.
Look, I'll get him soon. Tonight, tomorrow, when you hit the Waitemata
Club. How do you know this?
Oh, my fucking shit.
But when I was putting the job sheets in order, I realised the old coot was
doing the jobs in the order that we did the jobs.
So you know where he'll be?
Yeah. And the police have copies of the job sheets too.
Do you think they'll put it together?
They'll get there eventually.
Well, at his age, he won't go on site.
Even if he does, well, he quite likes it in there.
Cheryl, I can't do that to him. He fucking deserves it. Cheryl, my problem,
yours. Stay out of it.
Hey.
It's not a Jane day.
Yeah, I know. I came to see you.
What for?
Why about that?
What about it?
There's a guy I think you should meet.
I'm not really interested, being that I'm recently widowed. No, no, no, not
that. His wife wouldn't be very happy.
He's a marketing guy. He's into product startup.
Mm -hmm.
If you want, I can hook you up.
Why? So he can test your idea.
For, like, an exam or something?
In the marketplace.
See if there are people who would buy it. But it's brilliant.
I agree.
Well, since when did it become a sucky idea?
It didn't.
But so far it's only you and me who think so. And Casey.
Alright.
Let's say that we are the only three people in the entire world who think
this is a brilliant idea.
So what is the sucky idea then?
You need to find out for sure.
How?
This guy can arrange focus groups.
He'll get the opinions of people who aren't you, me or Casey.
People out there who might buy the bag. Well Casey would definitely buy it.
Pascal. All I'm saying is, maybe you should see the guy.
For 30 grand he can tell you everything you need to know.
Which is a lot cheaper than throwing your money into an idea that might
fall flat on its face.
Not that I'm saying it's going to happen.
Well, actually, you sort of are.
No, no. What I'm saying is, spend a little, learn a lot.
It's not as if you haven't got the money, yeah?
30 grand?
What a bunch of bullshit.
He's probably right.
Like what?
He's like really smart when it comes to business stuff.
He's in direct mail.
What, he delivers junk mail?
No, I'm pretty sure he's got people to deliver junk mail for him.
That's not dodgy at all.
I can test your idea.
Cost you way less than 30.
How much less?
30 grand less.
You buy me a drink is what it will cost.
Are you serious?
Yeah, it'll be 10 times more real than any focus marketing crap.
Be honest, alright?
She can take it. If you don't get it or if it's not your thing, you say so. No
one's going to hold it against you.
There you go.
Hi, I'm Pascal.
Thank you all for agreeing to listen.
And I won't take too long so you can all get back to hitting things and lifting
stuff.
Anyway, I want to show you all an idea that I had the other day.
They loved it.
There you go.
Well, I said for the lady with the deep voice.
She can bench press twice her weight. I wouldn't trust her opinion when it comes
to handbags.
But everyone else. Exactly. Big thumbs up. Yeah, it was amazing.
It was, wasn't it?
It's very simple.
It doesn't matter what you really think, whatever she says, you listen and you
love the idea.
Or you don't get next month's membership for free.
Yeah, thank you so much for such a genius idea.
Okay, with your genius idea.
Yeah, so true.
And slightly cheaper than 30k.
Wow. Thank you again, and I have to get you that drink.
I will take you up on that.
It's just something I've wanted to do for ages.
But you just suggested it this afternoon.
Yeah, that was an excuse.
For me to buy you a drink.
I thought I might buy you one, and then maybe I can buy you dinner.
I think you're pretty fucking amazing.
Which is something I've wanted to say for a long time.
But there was a problem.
What?
Loretta.
Oh, yeah.
Loretta, I hook up with the wrong sister.
Not that I'm saying we're going to hook up because you owe me a drink.
You are amazing.
And I know you're going to do amazing things.
And I also know you don't need me or anyone else.
Coming along for the ride, because when you take control of things, the world
will fall at your feet.
I know that for a fact.
And I'll be there cheering you on.
I've got to go.
Yeah.
But thank you.
All right, perfect.
Okay.
I need to go out.
Okay.
Hayden, hi, thanks for coming.
No worries.
You want a drink? No, thank you. Oh, okay.
Well, if we're not in a pub to do what God intended, what can I do?
Nothing. I can manage that.
I want to thank you for all your enthusiasm towards my idea.
And also for the offer of marketing help.
But I have decided to decline.
Oh.
Okay. And being that you are you, I think it's best that we don't ever talk
about my idea ever again.
Who exactly am I, Pascal?
You're you.
Which is what?
Well, you know, junk mail stuff.
Direct marketing.
Dodgy stuff.
And I'm me, and I have to do things in my own way, which means staying clear of
all of that.
I have to take control, Hayden.
You're quite right, Pascal.
So do you want a drink?
Ah, no, sorry, my next appointment has just arrived.
Good luck with it all, eh?
Yeah.
You too.
Hey, genius!
Casey, hi, thanks for coming.
Chicks want a drink?
A body for me, nothing.
Well, cheap rent.
Not the best bag ever. I'm so excited about it. I know, so we need to make a
plan. I've been dying to work in it all day, but, you know, Shira's been making
me work on what it's supposed to do. Yeah, she is an unbeliever, which is why
need to make a plan. So what about? The plan is this.
I would set you up with anything you need. Sewing machine, materials,
just make me a list. We set up at your place to make the prototypes, and once
I'm happy with these, we will go into production.
Okay, that sounds like a plan.
I'll find a lawyer, put everything down on paper. 70 -30.
How do you mean?
Well, once Best Bag starts making money, you will get 30 % of the profits. Okay,
so what's wrong with 50 -50? My idea, I'm putting up the money.
Drink, to celebrate.
No, no I can do, people see.
He's not here.
I know.
So what will it take?
For you to get Ted to stop this nonsense.
Which nonsense is it? Oh, come on, don't bullshit me, Nyree.
What will it take?
Ted is very much his own man.
He's living in your pocket.
He wishes.
Yeah, he does.
And you're feeding off that.
You know, whatever spins your wheels.
But there are other lives at stake here, Nyree.
So what's it going to take for you to call him off?
We have a lot of history, Ted and I.
Too many dead people in common.
I do have feelings for him.
It's good to be needed, Cheryl.
To have a man who will do just about anything for you.
Very attractive.
Yeah, it is.
To have someone who needs you.
He'll still need you after you've opened your legs for him, Nyree, if that's
what you're worried about.
I have standards, Cheryl.
I know you do, Nyree.
But if you have feelings for him, then it's about time he did something about
it, because he is one job away from getting caught.
Ted won't get caught.
He's still got it. No, no, no. He's a silly old fool, and one night he's not
going to turn up, and then you'll be alone.
Me too.
To be alone when you've got a man who would do just about anything for you?
It's a pretty dumb choice in my book.
So maybe it's time we did something for him.
If you love him.
Or whatever.
Then prove it.
Don't you bloody move!
What the hell are you doing, giving a man a heart attack like that? Oh, what
about the reaming you're giving me? Don't be a girl's blouse. No one's going
pin this on you. What about my business, you old prick?
Every bloody alarm iron still gets knocked over. You don't think word's
around? You're fucking up my life. Sorry about that, but I have an omelette to
eat. A what? I'm on a noble quest to win a lady.
You're trying to get your end away.
You should know what it's like when you love someone.
Oh, you love her.
Of course I love her, you moron.
You know what it's like.
How far are you prepared to go?
Shut up. Why did you put up with me all this time?
For her, that's why.
No, you did. I didn't. I'm not making your mistake.
I'm grabbing life. By the balls and living it. Get out of the way. You piss
You piss off. You did. Give it up. Give it up. I've still got it and I know I
have. Get out of the way.
Bloody... Shit.
Come on.
Liberation.
You'll be the death of me, old man.
Get in there, stay quiet, and don't come out till everyone's fucked off!
what you said.
What did I say?
I took control.
And it felt good.
And all that stuff that you said before.
It felt really nice actually.
So should we get that drink?
Where do you want to go?
Feel like okay?
What happened to you?
Things went a bit cockeyed.
Sit down.
Have a drink.
I don't have anything for you.
Bloody idiot.
Bloody fool I am.
I haven't got it anymore.
Did you break into my house? I would have it.
Bought my own pith, though.
So, uh, did you get your man?
Yep. I got him.
Saved his arse.
Lost him again.
What are you doing here?
I don't think he'll do that again.
Oh, what makes you so sure?
A few words in the right ear.
I thought I told you to stay out of it.
Well, since when did I ever do what you told me to?
And is it really so terrible that I do something for you for a change?
He's in love.
Yeah, maybe so.
and people do weird shit when they're in love.
Ain't that the truth?
Well, anyway, mostly I just wanted to make sure that you were
okay.
Yeah, thanks for that.
Yeah, sorry.
I'll go now.
Are you a broken record?
Are you the
lid to the things I once hid?
You're doing that thing where you watch me while I sleep.
Yeah. Don't.
freaky.
Well, this is more the freaky that I had in mind.
Why haven't we been doing this as often as humanly possible?
I don't know.
I think it was to do with somebody owing someone an apology and there
was a bit of crack.
I can remember what this stupid shit was about.
That's not good.
What is that?
It's a peace offering.
Who's the shit, Chuck?
What time do you call this?
You're back, are you?
We must have work to do. All the crime in this neighbourhood.
Crime, really?
It's a crop.
But they never caught the bugger, did they?
I take it you found your wands in Nari's knickers. Don't be disgusting.
But I do know the path to paradise.
Cheryl.
Hey, it's OK. Just stay out all night. I looked after Jane.
Maybe give us a bit of notice next time, eh? Come on, Pascal was here.
No, Pascal never came home either.
Really? Really.
How are you, Princess?
Hey, you.
Nairie. Cheryl.
You were right.
I'm sorry, I just thought you said then I was right.
Don't be childish.
The point is, Ted and I talked.
We put aside all the games.
Four play, I suppose you'd call it.
Look, if you guys have had sex, I am going to hear about it eventually, so
don't really need... I thought you'd got it by now, Cheryl.
I'm an old -fashioned girl. I like to do things properly.
Yes, Cheryl.
Ted asked me to marry him.
And I said yes.
Thought you'd like to know.
Oh, bugger me.
I'm in the garden.
I cut the cord from my mother.
She pat me on the head and said, don't you see, boy, get to see me.
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