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Is it really a million?

Nearly three, best estimate.

Fuck! Why the fuck now?

You want to go out with my sister for the cash?

Fine. But we've split it. I am not moving on to Pethgal.

Not yet, but you will.

You're not welcome here. You don't belong.

Ben, we've got deep ones going on here. Pethgal is in danger. Yeah, okay, so you

might get really red -ass, but you shouldn't be here, all right? It's

everyone hates you.

You hate me?

But don't remember.

Really fucked up.

What?

I was thinking a couple of drinks at the Rusty. My shout.

I'm in a meeting.

About what?

Um... The best bag ever.

Do you need any help?

You. Why would you help anyone?

I can be helpful.

Oh, my God.

Oh, that's really good.

Pascal, are you... Okay, I've got to go.

Go back down.

What? We haven't watched this every day in ages. That'd be right.

Sorry, I was thinking... I already have a date.

A date date.

Not now, no. As a matter of fact, we're discussing a wedding plan.

You what?

They weren't bothered to tell you. No, they didn't.

I was going to get round to it. But you need to go.

You and my brain.

What's this?

I brought muffin.

You brought muffin?

I can bring muffin.

If people hit the fan, it's not a bad seizure here.

Cheryl, totally.

Oh, Grandpa.

What's going on?

With Nairie? Yeah, the woman you once referred to as the devil's period.

I proposed.

She accepted.

Why? She won't get it up until we're married. But after that, she'll be all

me like a rash. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'll be dropping the kids off in the

pool.

Morning, Ted.

Oh, Loretta.

Loretta? She brought Muffin.

So you guys are back together?

What's it to you? No, no, I think it's great.

No, but you're not welcome here, you know that. Grandpa, Naomi, hello. No,

the door on your way out. Come on, give me a chance, please.

He was your meeting?

Yes.

And... I think you should know that me and Nicky are a thing. Are you fucking

insane?

He will fuck you, Pascal.

He already has. Go.

Loretta, just go.

Fine.

What are you doing with me?

Tell her how it is. Don't let her get to us, bro.

Yeah, because you're the man.

Hey, you're going to get bitch slapped by no piece of pussy.

When the fuck were you going to tell me about Pascal and Nicky? Well, yeah, I

would have, but I knew you'd get mad.

Well, if he hadn't been so goddamn busy plus exhausted.

Yeah, yeah, exactly.

If I hadn't been so shagged out, I might have remembered. Dan, Pascal is in

danger. What? Too much rooting?

Someone's rooting Pascal.

That's bad.

Yeah, it is bad.

Well, I could save her. You know, I'm there.

I don't think so. No, it's my wicked sweet loving. You know, the awesome

of the super -spillinator, you know? You don't touch my sister.

Look, if anyone's in danger here, it's us.

From what?

From work.

Our workload is killing us, Loretta. You're busy. What's bad about that?

Sometimes we're so tired we can't even make it to bed.

And? Did we get up at the crack of dawn?

Yesterday? We didn't finish work till five. We missed happy hour. Wow, a six

a half hour work day.

See? I told you she wouldn't care.

Um, okay, welcome to the real world, guys. It's called work and we've got

Isn't that a good thing? That's management for you. They never care

workers. Are you complaining about being successful? No, we're complaining about

too much work, Loretta.

It's ruining our lives.

Okay, fine.

If it's that bad, I'll fix it.

What? How?

We'll get more guys. What, more tall guys?

To pick up the slack.

Oh, so now we're slack, are we? I'm solving your problem.

Well, just like that.

Just like that.

What the fuck?

Get it?

You little perverted, pimp -pike, different gnome.

Wait, wait, wait, I just want to tell you something. Get the fuck out. Look,

not even looking, see?

wanted to say was um the idea about getting more tall guys i mean i get it i

i mean you're like so on to it i mean it's like visionary you slimed your way

into the woman's toilets to tell me that well yeah and um and actually just just

in my opinion you could do with a little trim down there you'd look awesome with

a brazilian no no no no one needs more i smell i think you smell a rising

here too Yeah, I'm sorry.

Are those nachos from last night, man?

No, they're from Loretta.

That was a threat, man.

Oh, you mean about a new tour guide?

Yeah. It won't happen, bro. Do you know there's not enough room in the van?

No, man.

She's going to replace us with new guys.

Yeah, but we're the originals, man. You can't replace the originals.

She would. You know what she is, guys.

Yeah, true.

So what do we do?

Get back to work, and we'll watch our backs.

Sweet.

Oh, man!

Sorry.

Hi. Oh my God, are you stalking me? No, I just have to say one thing, okay? I

don't want to hear any more of your twisted shit about Nicky. I'm not going

even mention him. You're not? No, all I have to say is this.

Is your bank account secure?

What? Do not on any account let him know your PIN number. Loretta, nobody knows

my PIN number. Is it still your birthday?

I'm not telling you. Pascal, you have to change it.

Look, Loretta, don't even pretend that you care, because I know you.

And for your information, Nicky is a really neat guy.

He's not a neat guy, Pascal.

See, there you go, you're dissing him again.

You mentioned him first, and I care, okay? Is that so bad? You care?

Yes. No, Loretta, you don't. You don't know how to. Christ, why does

Nicky is not after my money. Do you know how I know that?

He has never asked me for a cent. He always pays for everything.

He's a gentleman who's sucking you in slowly.

If anyone wants my money, it's you.

No, I don't. Hello, you, the bank robber.

Yeah, that's true. I robbed a bank.

Guess who helped me?

It's a lie. Do you think I could have done it by myself?

Pascal, he was in on it. 50 -50. I did it to get a dad, but Nicky, all he

was the money. Money, money, money. You are disturbed.

Piss out, you don't know him!

Hey, beautiful.

Hi.

Check this out.

Mega muscle magic.

It says here, contains all 29 essential amino acids. Except, there are only 20.

I need packaging to cook that bullshit. Get this.

Take three times daily with foot.

You okay?

Loretta told me that you helped to rob Lloyd's bank.

Is that true?

Wow.

What is it?

Actually, it is. Yeah.

It's not something I'm proud of, okay?

It just... It just kind of happened.

What, you sleptwalked your way into a bank and robbed it?

It was Loretta's idea.

Wolf was in on it.

I got caught up, if you like.

No, I don't like.

Look, I had no idea it was Loretta's twisted way of getting back at your dad.

And, well, you know the rest.

I had no idea that you were in on it.

If I could turn back the clock, I would.

What, so you have a thing about money, is that it?

Not particularly.

Well, why else would you rob a bank?

The thrill.

I got a kick out of it.

And I know that's fucked up, but I swear to you, I won't be doing it again.

Why?

Because if I did something like that, you would leave me.

Look, I'm guessing Loretta is not happy about us.

Yeah, she said she's worried about me, which is...

Totally weird.

And she said I'm only interested in you because you're loaded.

Yeah, she did actually.

Sponging off a woman is about the ugliest thing I can imagine.

You could throw your money in a big brown bag and have it off the wall for

a Pascal.

Because you are incredible and beautiful.

And you're worth a fuck of a lot more to me than money.

What's with the beers?

Because we are here to discuss the new arrangement.

She's trying to buy us off, man. Soften us up.

Here, we're on to you. What? You get new tool guys and you give us the flick.

Next thing we know, you'll be running the whole operation out of China.

Why would I run a West Auckland handyman service from China?

That's what happens to heaps of businesses, Loretta.

Beijing is a fuck of a long way from theater to Manta.

Yeah, but you... What's up, my man?

You know the Gucci, eh?

Yeah, Aaron. We're busy. Yeah, I know.

And we're here for you.

Totally up for it.

That's super, Aaron.

Anyway, as we... Why are they wearing tall guys' shirts?

Gee, I wonder.

Tall guys meet more tall guys. Help yourself to beers, guys.

Sure. Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no. Holy shit, you can't do this.

You want help, they want work. What's the problem? No, you can't just put on a

-shirt and become tall guys.

That's exactly what you guys did.

There's heaps more to it than that.

Look, do you guys want to be worked to the bone or do you want me to make it

easier? Okay?

Good job, T.

Wait, wait, wait, like what?

You guys are going to turn up to a job in a tow truck. Yeah.

See, it's not going to work.

No, the good chair has his own ute.

And we are so up for it, you know, like a well -loved pussy and a party foot.

Great. So, tomorrow, the new regime begins.

No one's overworked.

Everyone's happy.

Awesome. This is really happening.

Everything okay?

Couldn't be better.

Mad bitch you've called again.

I told you, it's okay.

She's not going to give up, Nicky.

I said, it's okay.

Want me to deal to her?

Everyone thinks she's nuts, okay? Let her rant all she wants.

It's just one little flat, but it'd be my pleasure. Leave it alone.

I'd better get back to it, eh?

No, it's pretty straight.

No, no.

Aaron in the gooch, man. Yeah, it's pretty uncool. What the fuck is she

thinking, bro?

I don't know.

That's Loretta, eh? She's always got a plan or something, you know?

What is she supposed to cut our pain, man?

Haven't you seen? No.

She's just messing with your head, bro.

How come you're so calm about it, man?

I'm not.

Seeing Aaron Spiller in a tall guy's shirt was like having him inside my

clothes, you know? Like a violation.

But the way I see it, they'll be so pishy -oosmith that they'll get fired

anyway. You reckon?

Yeah, man, this is Aaron Spiller, bro. They'll be shonky and slacker.

Yeah, they'll be shit, eh? Yeah.

But they're wearing our shirts.

And what if people start thinking that we're shit too?

You reckon we should go and check on them?

We've got to, you know...

We've got to protect our brand, because we're not staying. No.

Replace front steps, 44 Bill Hammond Drive.

Yep. No sign of them.

It's a no -show, bro.

Useless.

I'm going to call the renter.

This is a major management fuck -up, man.

Dude.

The steps.

No way they could have done that, man.

That's a two -day job at least. Elite.

They must have got someone else to do it.

That's a firing offense, bro.

Fuck the little ginger ball.

Oh, okay. Okay.

What's going on? Hey, home break.

What are you doing?

Having a drink. Grab a glass.

Tall guys don't drink on the job.

Or between jobs.

Yeah, but we're finished.

You what? Yeah, we're finished for the day. And we knocked off the first gig

tomorrow.

Hey, and I just want to say thanks heaps for taking us on, eh? Yeah, yeah, man.

Awesome. Cheers.

So who helped you with the steps?

Yeah, because steps, they're tricky.

Yeah, well, not for the Goochmeister.

Well, you did them.

Yeah. Hey, get the guys some glasses, eh? Yeah, yeah.

He don't like to boast, but he's super qualified, eh? Did a course at Unitec,

got a certificate in applied technology.

Gooch is a qualified builder.

Yeah, for sure, bro. I mean, that's why he's got his own tools.

Sweet ape. Yeah, it's awesome, man.

You know, I've done some pretty high -powered stuff in my time, eh?

Chopping cars and towing cars, but, you know, when you tow a car, all you're

leaving behind is an empty space, you know? A space where that car once was.

But with building, you're putting things into space.

You know? And that is beautiful.

And that is the way, man.

That is the way of the tool.

So, uh, what is it that you wanted to tell us?

Here comes the train. Choo -choo!

I'll get it.

Yeah. Put Pascal on.

Why? Because she's my sister and you're a freeloading bitch.

Uh, she's not here, sorry.

Who was that?

Just someone for Cheryl.

Hey, I'm going to go out for a bit.

Can you mind the potatoes for me? Uh -huh.

Well,

this is cosy. What do you want?

Is this really how you're living?

Suits me.

Isn't it funny how you were trying to get rid of me and now I'm in your room

you're in this dump?

It's hilarious.

You should just stand up or get the fuck out.

You said something like that to me once before.

Something about taking a hint and buggering off.

It's not too late.

Well, thing is, Rita, no one's listening to you right now.

No one believes you.

Especially not your sister.

She will, eventually.

No, because Pascal likes my brother a lot.

And she likes me, too.

And who is it that's living in the same house, looking out for her?

And my brother.

It's not you, is it?

You fucking bitch.

I'm the bitch?

I'm going to have a kid to support on my own. And why is that?

It's not Pascal's fault. No.

Because Pascal is nice.

And sweet.

And trusting.

But you?

You're the bitch from hell. And everyone knows that now.

You can't win.

Where does it really get off, man?

Hiring a qualified builder.

It's just dirty.

Yeah, stinky, right?

Shit, man, what are we going to do? They're too fucking good.

If only we had immunity.

From what?

Like on Survivor? You can't get voted off if you've got immunity.

Of what? The island.

We're not on an island.

Yes, we are, man.

We're not. The island of two.

An island built with the rocks and sands of our own loins, bro.

Okay.

But wait.

The thing about Survivor is it's about surviving.

So we've got to be more like them.

And wear bandanas and bikinis and shit.

No, we've got to be clever, man. We've got to split them up before it gets to

tribal council.

Yeah.

Yes.

How do we do that?

It's coming to me.

We break them

up, then we break them down.

That way they don't even want to be on the island of thought. They walk right

off into the sea of see you later.

See you later.

How do we do that again?

Hello, Pascal speaking. We need to meet. You don't get what's going on. Go away.

Was that her?

So sad.

Yeah.

Oh, hey.

Thought you guys weren't going to show.

Um, we should get to it, eh? Don't want to be late.

Change of plans, boys.

Aaron, you'll be working with me today?

I get to work with you.

What about the gooch? I got the gooch.

Oh. Oh, wow. This is a real honor, eh? Touch your face.

This is about standards.

Tall guy standards.

Okay. They're quite harsh.

They're, uh... They're strict.

And, uh... Mean.

And real exacting.

Exacting. Sweet!

Ha! I'm with the Vaninator.

How cool is that?

Ha! You're with the Musk Machine!

Oi!

Quit fucking around.

Time's money, guys, and you guys have got a fucking tough day coming up, so

it. Yeah, come on.

Move it. Move it.

You ready?

Yep.

Shit.

Hey, take it easy with the tools.

Whoa. Would you check out that rack?

One of those mountains of balloon -ness.

Aaron, past the crampons, dude.

I'm ready to climb.

Aaron, shut up.

Man, I'd slip in her crevasse any day.

What are you talking about? You can't talk like that, Aaron.

She's hot. I mean, you can see that.

Not when you're tall, all right? We don't say. We don't even think, okay? We

especially don't root.

Well, I wasn't going to root. Well, not unless you wanted me to. What do you

think she wanted me to? She is a client.

Got it? Yeah, I was just acknowledging her undeniable hotness, like you guys

No, we don't.

Not tall guys, man.

We don't perv.

Not never? Not when they're, like, hot and luscious? No.

We don't perv, we don't pash, and we definitely don't root our clients,

It's part of our code.

You have a code?

Yes, we do.

Don't smile about it, Aaron.

It's a tough code.

It's a very tough code, Aaron.

It's, uh... stringent.

Do you know what that means?

Uh, yeah, it's like, um, strict or requiring exact performance. Well, yeah,

mainly it's about not perving.

Because it puts you off the job.

I get it, because you never get no work done. No, it's actually because it's...

Sexist.

Okay. Mm.

And tall guys, we don't ever sexist women.

Not even if they're really hot. Or a bitching piece of hot ass with totally

manangas. There you go again.

Shit. I was sexist. Yep, you were sexist. Now, if you can't handle this,

No, I can cope. I can do it, man.

Okay. Get back to work.

You are so fit.

You are.

Yeah, I know I am, but you are too.

Can you watch where I go, will you?

I'll get that.

There is something you need to know. I don't want to hear it. You ready?

She's in on it. Her and Nicky probably cooked up the whole thing together.

Rita, do you not get that you are looking like a complete psycho stalking

into the loo? How else am I meant to speak to you?

Rita, you need to stop this.

He got around you, didn't he? About the backdrop?

No. He told me the truth.

He admitted everything.

But it wasn't his fault and he's changed.

Oh, shit.

You know, you've got to a really sad place, you know that?

Yeah. Maybe I have. I mean, maybe you just need to get on with your life, you

know, move on or move away somewhere else.

Do you want me to leave?

Yes.

No. But I'm your sister. Yeah, but you've always been quite mean to me. No,

Not always.

Well, okay.

What about when you hid all my makeup?

Or the time when you buried Serena alive?

Well, I'd just like to point out she's not an actual person. She was a genuine

cabbage patch kid. Okay, I'm...

Sorry about that. Yeah, well, you didn't say that then. You said, ha ha, see if

you can find her, and it took me three days, and then when I finally did find

her, she was all wet and mouldy. Are you all bent out of shape about a stupid

cabbage patch kid?

No, and if you don't say that, then you're the one who's stupid.

Okay.

Well, what if I was wrong before?

What if I want to change things?

Really? Yes, really.

But you have to know that Cherie only thinks about herself and her brother,

she's not your friend, and she's after your money as well. Okay, that's it.

Don't call me, don't follow me, and I don't want to speak to you ever again.

Okay, we're done.

You think you're finished?

Yeah.

You feel good about what you've done?

Yeah, I reckon it's pretty good.

What does that say?

100 mil, just like the building code.

Nah, wrong.

It should be 90.

Nah, I'm pretty sure it's 100.

I've got a copy of the building act here.

No, no, it's all guys.

We don't do it like that. Eh?

Nah, we go the extra mile for safety so that no little kid can slip through or

to their death.

It's not that high. If you were little and you fell on your head, that could be

lethal. Which is why, with deck railings, what we do, we make them 90

Well, the building actually has 100, because no toddler's heads are smaller

that.

What about babies?

What if you got a baby whose head is only 95 millimetres wide?

You mean like one of them prem babies?

Exactly. If a prem baby comes walking out here or riding his little truck with

his really small head, slips through, how are you going to feel?

Pretty bad.

And then the tall guy's safety record will be wiped. Our brand would be

You better up your game if you want to be a real tall mate.

Well, what do I do? Well, you better fix it.

But they wouldn't be doing it all again. If you don't want to do it, that's your

choice.

One poured in lemon.

This is about the wedding, is it?

No. I'm marrying Nairie whether you like it or not. Okay.

I did come down in the last shower. Actually, Grandpa, I wish you well,

What are you up to now?

Nothing. Why does everyone always think I'm up to something? Usually you are.

Do you think I'm a horrible person, Grandpa?

I've met worse.

Nicky, we'll rip off Pascal.

You know that.

Someone's going to, sooner or later. Don't you care?

I gave her my advice, and did she listen? No.

Put it in a bloody bag.

Back to the wedding.

What about it?

Naira doesn't want you to come.

It's become a bit of a sticking point.

Right. Of course, I wear the trousers in this relationship, and I want you to be

there. You're my granddaughter, and you should be there on the happiest day of

my life. Ask me a bucket.

So you're happy not to come?

You said you wanted me there.

Well, I do, of course, but then there's Nairie and Slutty. Mum agrees with

Nairie? What do you think?

You wouldn't enjoy it anyway, and we can meet up after.

You can buy me a drink, and I'll tell you the details.

Ah, spot you later.

Jesus! Oh, okay, this is surprising.

This is my lunch break!

Yeah, sure, Van.

You don't have to fucking bother me on my lunch break! No, you're entitled to

whatever you like, and you are clearly very upset about my dad being in jail.

What are you doing here anyway? I'm not allowed here. Get out.

Van? What?

Go back to work. No way, I'm staying right here, man. I'm not going anywhere.

Go back to work.

All right.

Does she give you any shit?

Whatsoever.

You call me, all right? Yeah.

So, does Cheryl have any idea about this little arrangement you've got going on?

This is none of Cheryl's business. Right.

Probably my dad's, though, wouldn't you say?

Go within ten feet of your father and he will squash you like a bug, Loretta. I

could always use the phone.

Go for it. No one believes a word that comes out of your crazy mouth these

And what if they were to ask Van?

Van is not so stupid. No, not entirely, but he is the world's worst liar.

Van West is genetically programmed to spill the truth.

You want to test me on that?

So what is it you want exactly?

Human shagging, Van.

Yes.

Van where?

How many vans do you know?

What the hell were you thinking?

You just loaded a gun, gave it to Loretta and said, shoot me. You've

fucked this up.

I like him, okay?

He's kind and he's sweet and he's there for me. Yeah, apparently.

I like him. And it's not like you're not shaking anyone.

I'm not eating with Pascal.

That is bullshit.

What if Loretta bleds for Cheryl? Cheryl wouldn't believe us.

Well, she might.

So we find you another place.

What if she calls Wolf?

No, she knows he can reach down a phone line and strangle her. I know this is

bad, okay?

It's not how I meant it to go.

Yeah, how?

I speak her language.

I'll sort it.

You gonna tell him?

Maybe, maybe not.

Sure he reckons you're gonna blab because of Pascal or something?

I was like, fuck you and your shitty mean shit.

But...

This is about what's best for my kid.

Your kid?

Uh... Yep.

Are you sure?

Sometimes you just know, you know?

Fuck it, Van!

Shagging your dead girlfriend and getting her pregnant.

Not your smartest move. Yeah, well, I like Cherie. All right, then, just...

It's my kid, alright?

What about Dad cutting your balls off? He'll only do that if you tell him.

Look, I'm only using this for blackmail, okay?

Oh, well, that makes it alright then. Van, I don't want to fuck you up. What,

like you're not already?

What have I done to you?

Trying to replace me and Munter and all that. What?

Yeah, with the new tall guys.

No, that's bullshit. It's not bullshit, it's you. You're evil and you're mean.

And if you tell on me, that's it, man. You're not Mr. Sir. What do you want?

You want to call a truth.

It's running around messing up people's lives. I'm not the one running around

messing up people's lives.

I'm not breaking up with this girl. Fine, meeting over. Look, can't we find

way around this?

There you go.

Take it.

This is because of Cherie.

Who cares why?

Things need to settle down.

That's all.

Take it. I don't want it.

Take it, Loretta. This isn't about money.

Of course it is.

I know you. No, you fucking don't. You do not know me and I'm sick of people

telling me what I am. Calm the fuck down.

Take the fucking money.

Come on.

You know you want it.

Actually, do you have any idea how much I really want this money?

This much.

Stupid bitch. And you can take your truth and shove it up your fucking arse.

Can I come in?

No. Give me two minutes, please.

Hi, Wayne.

Hi, Libby.

I'll leave you two alone.

Okay. I know everyone hates me and there seems to be fuck all I can do about

that, but you care about Pascal, right?

Of course.

Then you should know that at some time in the future, Nicky is going to break

your heart.

Pascal is happier than she's ever been.

Why would you want to fuck with that? Because I can see what's going to

and it's wrong.

You're the expert, are you? Okay, well, don't believe me, but please just... Is

this your way of making things right? Okay, Mum.

Fine.

I know what you want, and here it is.

I'm sorry.

I'm so fucking sorry for what I've done.

And you don't sound it.

If I hadn't caused all this shit, then none of this would have been happening.

Things are fine. No, Mum, they're not. They are not fine. Even if you can't see

it now, they're not. And Van is... What about Van?

Just watch out for him, OK?

OK?

I've fucked up and I know it.

Well, why don't you go and tell your father that?

How is that going to help anything?

That a...

Is this what you've come to tell me?

Yeah.

See you, Mum. See you.

Tough day for you guys, eh?

Yeah, it's pretty ragged. Pretty tough, yeah. It's not easy being a tall guy.

It's hard.

Discipline.

Yeah, so, uh...

You guys can't hack it?

Fine. Yeah, for sure. I mean, I had a lot to think about.

What, like too hard for your fellas to be tall guys?

Yeah. Well, no, no.

It's more.

You know, I knew I used to have this racist thing going on.

You know, about chants and jabs and whories. But, you know, then I got to

my brown brother here. You know?

What I didn't realise until today was maybe I'd...

I have six tendencies.

Ogling over butts and bazookas. It's disrespectful to women.

Even if their arses are really way hot and bananas, you know, they're pert and

firm. You know, just because they're eye candy doesn't mean you can lick them

all over with your vision.

Right.

Under your guidance, Van, you know, learning the tall guy code, I've been

awakened, dude.

But you wouldn't want to do without the gooch and eat a real shit day. Oh, well,

I mean, for sure.

I mean, he had an even bigger wake -up than me.

You did? Yeah, I mean, he thought he was qualified.

But now he sees how far you guys are prepared to go for perfection.

And I also learned that some prim babies can ride trikes.

Yeah. Didn't know that. I mean, we can't wait to get back out there.

Hey, to our bosses.

The Vaninator and the Muntmeister.

You guys rock.

Okay. This survivor thing isn't working, man. I know, bro.

So what do we do? If they won't leave the island, they've got to be pushed.

Yeah? Yeah.

All right.

So, you guys aren't thinking about quitting?

Are you joking me? Man, we love tooling. I mean, we're in for the long haul.

Right, well, maybe you should stop making assumptions.

About what, man?

Like that you're not already fired for a start.

Oh, am I glad to hear that.

Because that would suck.

No, it means you are fired.

What? You heard him. And me.

You're fired, as of now, so it gives us shits back.

No, this can't be happening. It's happening. Take them off. Come on, take

off. But I totally don't get this, man. Can you tell me why? You should know

why. But I don't. What are you asking him for?

Because you should be asking yourself.

Why did you fire them?

But useless.

Lazy. Stupid.

Uncooperative. Didn't get the code.

Whiny. Plus you do mean shit all the time.

What? The telling shit.

What shit?

Our shit, mate. It's brother and sister shit.

Yeah, well, for your information, I didn't actually tell. Oh, you didn't.

You guys may as well have this now.

What's this?

It's your cut.

Cut? Your share.

It's the cream from Aaron and the Gooch's fees.

What's this cream?

You own this company, right?

Yeah. Well, your company employs Aaron and the Gooch, so you guys get a cut of

their fees.

How does that work?

Because Aaron and the Gooch were paid less than you guys, but we still charge

the normal tool guys rates for their work.

The difference is the cream.

This? Yes.

And you're giving it to us? Because you own the company. Why aren't you ripping

us off?

Okay, fine.

I might be really mean and evil and horrible, but I'm also your manager, so

in my interest that all of us make money, okay?

Shit, for real?

Yes, for real. Okay, hold on. Let me get this straight.

We could get really rich from other people doing all the work. That's right.

That was how it was meant to work, but sadly not anymore.

Shit. Fuck.

Thanks, Loretta.

Were you on the level?

Yeah.

You didn't tell?

No.

Call me sentimental.

There you go, Zari.

Way to go, man. You guys rock.

What? You did real well.

No, we did crap.

I mean, so crap you fired us. No.

No, no, no. We just, we pretend fired you. What? You survived.

Survived what?

The test.

What test?

The surviving test that all prospective tour guys have to go through. Is this

like another code thing?

No, no, no. It's like an initiation.

You know, like on Survivor. You've seen it?

Yeah. It's awesome.

The tribal council?

That's it. All right. Good to know that you're staunch. It's like a staunchness

check.

Did we pass then?

Did we pass?

Well, shall we just say, put them on. Come on, dudes.

You are now officially tools.

What, are you for real?

Yeah, bro, you're a tool.

Oh, my God, I'm so fucking stoked.

Oh, back on the tool team, living the legend. Oh, Kevin, yeah.

What's that in your pocket?

Oh, it just gets like that when I'm elated.

Oh, man, I fucking love you guys, eh?

Just grab us some more beers, man.

Oh, yeah, sure. Go get the guys some beers, eh?

Yeah, man.

Back on the tool team.

I am a tool.

Well, that's weird, eh, man?

I was sure the reader was trying to shaft us, bro.

She's actually trying to make us rich?

Freaky.

Too freaky for words, man.

It's the world we live in, man.

It's the constant kaleidoscope of changing shapes, which are like...

But getting rich off, uh...

Other people's work. What's that called again?

Awesome.

Fucking April.

Shit, we got it going, aren't we?

Yeah, man.

Catching.

Catching, butter.

She is. She's sorry.

Maybe she is.

Shit she's saying.

You think she is crazy?

I don't know.

What about Van? Do you think he's alright?

Yeah. Why wouldn't he be?

Yeah.

Yeah, he's alright.

He's fine.

You miss her, right?

Like a wart.

Pain in the butt.

So much to miss her.

At the end of the runway, that's where they go.

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