All language subtitles for Outrageous Fortune s05e10 O Villany

The plan, it needs to happen, Nicky.
Look, it's not that easy.

You've been living with her for long
enough. Haven't you figured out how to

collect?

You have to make this happen.

Oh, excuse me.

You gambled my money. You stole from me.

So as of now, you no longer work at Best
Bag Ever.

I'm putting you in charge.

I don't know what to say. I need people
I can trust.

Of course you do.

I warn you, I will pay her back.

If there's a safe, I'll bloody crack it.
I've done it before.

Why don't we talk about how that could
happen?

There's a job I've been checking out. If
it stacks up, you'd be keen, right? Of

course. Here's to the big one -ton. The
big one -ton.

How's it going, man?

Oh, pretty good, actually.

So it's all good?

Yeah.

You want to tell me about it?

Uh, I've been moving into my own house.

Yeah? Um, building baby furniture.

Cots, mostly.

Wow. Yeah.

Yeah. Yeah, it's excellent.

So, why'd you call me, man?

Um... I tell you, I quit.

Quit what?

Being your bitch.

I've been thinking about it, and, um...

Yeah.

I'm not gonna tell you anything anymore.

Really? I don't owe you anything
anymore. And you've got nothing against

huh? And it's been eating away at me.

Oh, what's been eating away?

I'm telling you shit. You haven't told
me anything. Yeah, I told you about Dame

Harris. Not about Nicky Gregan.

See? I am useless.

Really useless. So we'll walk away, man.

Because you're useless.

Yeah, no.

Whatever, man.

I can't do this anymore.

Fair enough.

Really? Yeah.

You've given me sweet F .A. in return
for a lot of grief.

In fact, yeah, you've been pretty much
the worst informant in police history,

Van.

Yeah, for sure.

Fine.

Still cool.

See you later.

This is hell.

I've been checked. It's all fine.
Previous things? Yeah, yeah, it's all

All right, then. Well, Mum, and you
won't. Welcome to my house.

But you never thought you'd hear me say
that, eh? No, sure I did.

Actually, you know, it's our house.

Our house.

How cool is that, Mum?

Hi. See if I can put the guy to tour? Mm
-hmm.

Come on in.

Come on up!

Yeah. And this is the twins' room.

Wow, you've been busy.

Who paid for it, Cheryl? No, no. I
wasn't suggesting that. No, no, of

weren't.

So what do you think, Cheryl?

The house?

Yeah.

Well, I think it's a lovely first time,
and I think you're really lucky to have

it.

Well, what does that mean?

Well, it just means that, you know, a
lot of people, they can't afford to buy

homes these days.

Well, Van works really hard.

I know, I know.

Do you like it?

Of course I like it.

Hey, are you going to come to the baby
shower?

Yeah, I wouldn't miss it for the world.

And I love your home.

I'm really happy for you.

Thanks, Mum. All right.

Yeah, don't do that.

See ya.

Don't you worry about me, Sonny Jim.
Five minutes is all I need.

Just make sure your mob are ready to
carry out all that cash.

They're good to go.

You sure you got everything you need? I
just said I did.

Checking, Ted. That's all.

You look after your end of things.

Who are these plans you've got on board,
anyway?

Never you mind.

You'll meet them when it's time. I don't
like not knowing. It's the way I work.

Oh, hey, Grandpa.

Hey, baby.

Me and Ted were just talking about
exercise classes for the elderly.

Really? Yeah, prize a few grey power
dollars out of those old pockets.

Thought you were at work.

Baby shower business.

Oh, and is Nairi coming because she
didn't RSVP?

Yes, but not for you.

It's not my baby shower.

She's going because of the baby, not
because you asked her. Yeah, but I asked

her because of the baby.

And Sheree, of course. I think we can
say yes, Nairi will be attending.

Excellent. Well, I'll let you guys get
back to it.

So, I've made sure that everyone brings
health gifts instead of baby gifts.

Unless you want baby gifts, that is.

The stuff in the house is fine, but
we're okay.

If you're just saying that, I can find
everyone else. The house gifts are fine,

Pascal.

Just between you and me, I got you both.

That is very generous of you.

And I just saw Grandpa with Nikki.

Oh, yeah? And even though Nyree didn't
RSVP, she is actually coming. I hope

that's okay with you.

It's fine.

It's not going to be awkward. What, with
you taking her job?

No, not for me.

And you are doing an amazing job, by the
way, with the job. Just trying to get

things ready for the next person. Excuse
me.

I am really, really, really excited
about tonight.

Me too.

Because just between you and me, I have
a little announcement of my own to make.

Really? Mm -hmm. Ask me to your secret.

You're not pregnant, are you, Piscar?

God, no.

Well, not yet.

Let me just say, the day that we share
the same last name, Gregan, is one step

closer to happening. Quite a big step,
actually.

One day we might swap names, wouldn't
that be cool? You would be Wes and I

be Gregor. That would be awesome.

Okay, bye.

Oh, sorry, mate.

You weren't here. I let myself in. I was
a bit thirsty.

Sorry about the glass, eh?

I hope I didn't scare you.

Get out.

Look at you.

You're blooming.

Pregnancy really suits you, Cherie.

Pigs can get arrested too, you know,
breaking into people's houses.

Oh, we both know that's not going to
happen.

I can tell them how you tried to rape
me.

Well, I'm going to have to pass on that
kind of offer, Cherie.

Pregnant women, not really my thing.

Not even for old time's sake.

What do you want?

To gaze upon your beautiful face.

To check out your beautiful house.

Yeah.

Van's really into it.

Is he now?

Yeah. He's real smitten with you.

Got the length you'll go to protect.

Or inspire.

Don't be a bastard when he finds out
what a heartbreaker you really are.

You tell me. You two seem to be bum
-buddies.

I wouldn't go that far, Cherie.

No, we talk.

From time to time.

Van doesn't strike me as the kind of guy
that would have a lot to say to you,

Detective Gerard.

Well, if you're happy to go on believing
that, over to you.

And while you're believing that, you
might as well believe in the good fairy

that kept you out of jail.

Kept Van's mate, Munter, out of jail.

Or if you don't believe me...

There's a bloke by the name of Dane
Harris, currently remanded on bail,

wondering how it came to pass that he's
looking down the barrel of a lengthy

stay inside.

Yeah.

Over to you, Cherie.

Sorry about the glass.

Nah, I don't see it.

You're screwing with your head.

Why? Because it's Gerard, and that's
what he does, you know that.

What if Van's told him about the job?

Van knows fuck all about the job.

He knows you're involved.

He doesn't know when, where or who else.
Jesus, Nicky. It's Gerard.

Could be crap.

But what if it's not and he's told?

You want me to find out one way or the
other?

Yes, please.

Hey, come on.

Cherie.

Oh, what's up? You okay?

Not really.

Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, God.

Do we need to get to the hospital? Had a
visit from the cops today.

Actually, just one.

Can you guess which one?

No. Try.

What?

Okay. Oh, the one from Whakatane that
hates your guts? Detective Gerard.

Yeah, him.

What do you want?

Nothing.

What did he come around for then? To see
our new place.

The one he said you told him we had.

Well, I never told him that.

Oh, he said you did.

No.

I never told him anything about the
house or about anything.

And yet, he knew where to find us. He's
a cop, sure he is. They know shit like

that. Anyway, he's a prick. What do you
care what he thinks?

He said you and her are mates.

Come on.

He said you see each other all the time
and you tell him things. What, like I'm

a knuck?

Come on, he's messing with your head,
man.

He said to ask you about Dane Harris.

Well, Dane Harris is a cock. Is he a
cock who just got arrested? He's a cock

that got arrested because he's a fucking
cock, all right?

Nothing to do with me, Cherie.

And if Gerard says anything different,
then he's a cock too.

Okay?

Come on.

Yeah, he is a cock.

Yeah.

I hope she loves this.

Because banners, when you get them done
professionally, they cost so much. She

will love it, eh?

Yeah, I'm sure she'll love it.

Yeah.

He's a fucking narc.

Thanks for that.

Okay, I think it's straight enough.

What? I think it's straight enough. What
do you reckon?

Well, it's hard to tell from where I'm
standing.

Oh, yeah.

Bullshit is that, man?

Coming into a man's home and saying all
that stuff.

I've done nothing to hurt you.

Nothing. And yet you're coming after me
like this, man. It's not fair.

It is not fair.

You finished?

No. No, I haven't even started with how
pissed off I am right now. Do you have

any idea what you've done to me?

Any? Yes, man, I do.

Well, good.

But do you? What?

Do you have any idea what's going on
here?

Let me clue you in.

While I was wasting my time and police
resources on you, you were under my

protection.

Then you told me to stick it up my arse.

So now you're not.

You're on your own, sunshine.

And now you're going to learn what Sweet
Cherie and that mental case laughingly

referred to as her brother are really
like once they get going.

And the next time you look into my eyes,
man, If there is a next time, chances

are you'll have a tube down your throat
and a machine doing your breathing for

you. I want you to remember then, in
whatever part of your brain is still

functioning, that you had your chance.

And you blew it.

God, I'm looking forward to not being
pregnant. You know, you get halfway

through something and then you need to
pee or sit down and have a rest and then

you can't remember what the hell you
were supposed to do.

Getting ready for the baby shower.

Oh,

thank you.

No worries.

Nicky's taking you out tonight.

What do you mean? For a drink.

While I'm at the baby shower.

Oh.

Don't see why us girls should have all
the fun.

Yeah.

You know what? I was thinking I might
just stay in tonight, have a quiet one,

watch a bit of TV.

We don't have a TV.

Yeah, but we will.

Hey, after the job, it'll be a choice
one. But we don't have it yet.

True.

Oh, I don't know, I might just, you
know, read a book or something.

You gonna go and buy a book?

Maybe.

Go out for a drink with Nicky then?

The school guard's been driven out of
the house by a horde of women.

You'll be doing him a favour.

Yeah.

Up.

Judd, security.

Hey. Way now.

How's it going?

Oh, very good.

You?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, you know.

Hey, do you want to come for a drink
with me tonight?

Tonight? Yeah, you know, while the
chicks are at the shower thingy. Yeah, I

kind of looking forward to having a
house to myself.

Nah, that sucks, man. Come to the pub
with me.

I might give that a pass, actually.

Please, Wayne.

Say you'll come to the pub with me.

You OK, Van?

Yeah, I just... I just don't want to be
on my own tonight, OK?

Okay. Yeah.

It'd just be really good to see you at
the pub.

What's going on, man?

Nothing.

Nothing.

Just a couple of drinks, that's all.

Okay, sure. I'll meet you there.

Sweet.

Hey, Van.

Hey. Let's go and get that drink.

I thought that was, um... You know,
like, later when the shower... Well, I

in the neighbourhood and I thought, you
know, why not get an early start?

See you today.

Yeah, why not?

Uh, yeah, but I was going to drop you at
the thing.

I'll take my car. It's not like I'm
drinking.

Ah, so it's sorted then.

How come Mr. Chicken gets the party just
because she's pregnant?

I mean, she didn't get pregnant on her
own.

And chances are the guy's going to be
there to do some of the work when the

comes along.

You know what I mean? She'll get a party
too. There needs to be something for

the guy too.

Man shower.

Okay, we have to come up with a better
name than that.

Yeah.

Oh,

we're going to the rescue.

We are.

There's something I need to take care of
here.

Okay, Van, you and me need to talk.

Van, that hurt.

That fucking hurt, man.

As much as getting killed hurts.

What? Van, I'm not going to kill you.
That's what you say, and the next thing

know, I'm dead. Van, cool down. I'm not
going to kill you or hurt you or do

anything to you, okay? I just want to
talk.

Bullshit. Seriously.

But I'm guessing from your reaction that
it's true you've been talking to

Gerard.

Okay.

I didn't have a choice.

Okay?

And most of the time, you know, it was
more like...

It was more like he was talking to me.

Nicky! I didn't say anything, Nicky, I
swear!

And I didn't even know anything, so I've
got to... Ben!

It's cool, okay?

It's not cool. It's cool. I know Gerard.

I know how he works, okay? He tries his
shit on all the time.

So we're cool?

I like you, Van, okay?

And I really like the way you've been
looking after my sister.

And that you're going to be around to
look after her kid. I especially want to

be around to look after the kid. And
there is this small matter of me being

love with your sister.

She might not be thrilled if I mess up
her brother.

But you talked to a cop, Van.

So I do need to know what you told him.

Nothing.

Did you tell him about this job we've
got on? No.

I don't even know anything about the
job, so how could I tell him? And even

did, I wouldn't, because we really need
the money.

Is he watching me, Van?

No.

I swear.

And I told... Gerard had to piss off and
then he dogged me in to Cherie.

So he doesn't know anything?

No.

That's why I find you've been lying to
me.

I will hurt you.

Nicky, I swear on the lives of my
children, I didn't tell him anything

or the job.

Even though he was on at me all the time
about it.

I mean, what did you do to piss him off,
man? Van, listen to me. I seriously

hate you. Van, shut up. I said shut up,
all right, before I slap you.

You know this means I'm going to have to
cut you out of the job, right?

You okay with that?

Yeah.

You have no idea how okay I am with
that, Nicky.

Okay. Good. You want to get that beer?
Yes, please.

pull up a beer, brother, or not, because
we drank them all.

Let me change that.

You all right? Yeah.

Getting excellent.

So what's wrong?

Nothing's wrong.

It's all good, man.

So why am I here?

You passed, bro.

Really wanted me to come down here.

On the phone van.

Oh, that was a misunderstanding, eh?

It's all good.

It's a good win.

It's a good win.

What are you up to tomorrow?

Not a lot, why?

You up for a job?

Anytime. You know that.

It's very... I thought you were sorting
it.

I have.

Then why is he still here?

It is sorted.

By getting a piss?

That was after.

We talked. Everything is cool. Like fuck
it is. I never expected to see that

asshole again and you talked to me. Hey!

Think it through.

Why the fuck do you think Gerard cut him
loose?

He turns up with the crap beaten out of
him. It all points straight back to me.

And with what I'm doing tomorrow, I do
not need Gerard in my life.

I was thinking more he never turns up at
all.

Don't. Why not? He's insured. Oh, for
fuck's sake. We are not going down that

road again. It worked with Garth.
Different.

And you know it. Same end result.

Have you gone completely barking mad?

Not going to happen, Cherie. He betrayed
us, Nicky. And I have sorted it.

Oh, well, bully for you.

And meanwhile, what do I need to do?

Live in this shithouse pumping out
babies for Mr. Retard the rest of my

will look after you. I always do.

Oh, yeah.

And a grand result for me.

Shacked up with a fucking nut living off
handouts from you and charity jobs from

your upper -self rich bitch girlfriend.

Sorry. That should be bitch for you on
say, right?

Funny.

I don't remember actually marrying the
cunt ever being part of the plan.

Do you remember the plan, Nicky?

Or are you having too much fun sticking
your fucking cock in it?

Don't you ever talk about her like that
ever again!

I will look after you, Cherie.

I always have and I always will.

You should go.

I have to get ready for this thing.

Sure.

I can't go.

Yes, you can. If I'm going, you're
going. No, I can't go.

Jane needs me. You don't get to play
that card now.

Especially when you're lying.

I'm not lying.

Jane is perfectly happy with Graham.
Thank you, Graham. You're a saint.

No problem.

Thank you, Graham. You're a saint.

Stay as long as you want. We'll be fine
here. I can't go. I don't have a

present. Yeah, you do.

Come on.

Have such a great time.

Okay, everyone, hug Cherie.

Oh, my God, you look amazing.

With your great big belly.

Casey, we talked about the crying thing.
I know.

I'm sorry.

Okay, someone else hug Cherie.

Happy baby shower, Cherie.

Good luck, my dear.

You'll need it, especially with twins.

Thank you, Nairie.

Moving on.

Now, you are allowed one glass, but that
is your limit.

Yay!

Present time!

Yay!

Oh,

that's a lie.

That is true.

The old man was like 16. He thought that
the jizz... Went in the front hole, and

the babies came out the back hole.

Boy always rolls the simple, doesn't he?

Sorry. What for?

We shouldn't pick on a man when he's not
here to defend himself.

Usually the best time, as far as I can
tell.

How was our boy when you got him home?

I'm conscious.

Leaked on the couch last time I saw him.
Never been a star.

Gets that from his mum's side of the
family. I'll drink to that.

Right, I know how he feels.

Might leave you gents to it.

My goose at that empty house.

Have a wank for me while you're at it.

Ah, you're a good one.

Me too.

Okay,

feast, feast, feast, feast.

Okay, okay.

First of all, thank you all for the
gift.

I'm sure Van and I will put them to good
use around the house.

You know, I can't begin to tell you all
how much... you mean to me

how much my life has changed since i met
you all obviously i'm a lot more

pregnant than i used to be but it's more
than that it's everything you've given

me everything you've taught me it's

you've all given me the strength to do
things that i didn't know

i could do and for that As well as all
this, I'd like to thank each and

every one of you.

Cheers.

Yay for Cherie!

And now that we've got your attention, I
also have a little announcement to

make.

As of yesterday, me and Nicky officially
set the date to our wedding.

Yeah, so you all better not be doing
anything exactly three months from

Even you, Loretta. Yay!

Come on, get up!

Get up, get up!

Come on, get up man!

Come on!

That's only your second.

Something like that.

Okay.

Strangely enough, I feel the need to go
on holiday exactly three months from

today. Yeah, well, I have to go.

So you'll come with me.

With any luck, you'll be in labour.

Wayne, I hope you're coming to rescue
me.

What?

Thank you.

Thank you, thank you.

It's okay.

He's okay.

He sucked in a fair amount of smoke, but
somehow I think his lungs are used to

it. Are you all right?

I'm so sorry.

What for?

What I did to our house.

The fire, Father.

I reckon it started in the kitchen and
he said that I

tried to cook something and I fell
asleep, but I can't even

remember.

Fuck, I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Shh, baby, it's okay. It's okay.

The important thing is that you're
alive.

Everything else, it doesn't matter.
We're insured for all that.

She's right.

You're alive, my love. That's the
mental.

Come on, Wayne. You know we're thinking
the same thing.

Van was pretty pissed.

A lot of pissed guys have died over the
years because they fancied a cook -up.

Van never cooks.

No matter how pissed he is, he will
scrounge, he will eat off the floor, but

never cooks.

Don't you dare breathe a word of this
near your mother.

I thought she was better.

Not that much better.

And you leave this to me.

Okay?

Oh, hi.

We were just saying how lucky you were
last night that everything and everyone

was insured.

Maybe. What's that to you?

Nothing.

It's great.

So Van was still unconscious when you
left?

Yeah. Why?

He seemed pretty paralytic when I saw
Nicky dragging him from the pub.

I guess he woke up and decided he was
hungry.

Mind you, he was back on the couch when
I found him.

Are you suddenly a cop again?

Just an interested party.

Hi. Do we need to have a chat about what
happened last night?

No. You sure?

I think we've said everything that needs
to be said.

How is she this morning?

God, what a complete mess. We are so
lucky.

How do you mean?

Well, just that nothing terrible like
that's ever happened to us.

Yeah. Yeah, we are.

I love you.

No, I have to pop into the office, so if
you talk to Cherie again, can you tell

her that I'll call her?

Oh, God, what are we going to do with
all that stuff?

I'll talk later.

Bye.

Hey.

Let's go.

What are you doing here on a weekend?

Working.

But... Shouldn't you... I mean, your
house nearly burnt down.

Not much I can do to change that now.

But what about Van?

He's OK.

He's got his mum to look after him.

OK.

Look, what's done is done, and... Well,
when I got up this morning, there were

all these things that I could think
about, but the one thing I can do

about is just making sure that
everything is sorted for your new

controller when she starts on Monday.

Really? Yeah, at least I'll be doing
something constructive.

That is so amazing that you're thinking
of me on a day like today.

Yes, I am.

And here I am.

That is so beautiful.

But all the other shit that I need to
get done today is still waiting, so I've

kind of got to get this done.

Oh, yeah, sorry.

Hey, are you going to be home later?

Yeah.

I'll drop by after I've got everything
else sorted. That'd be excellent.

See you.

Bye.

Did you get all that stuff done that you
needed to?

Almost there.

Nicky around?

No, he's out meeting with some clients.

You want some tea?

Got any vodka?

Are you serious?

My God.

You really do live in your own little
bubble -wrapped world, don't you?

Are you okay?

Sit down, Piff girl.

There's a whole lot of shit you need to
know.

Put this on.

What for?

So I can talk to you.

Why would I want to listen to you when
I'm working? Just bloody put it on, will

you?

Why don't I help?

Sorry, I thought I was going to be late.
You are.

Don't do it again.

Pete, what's this twat doing here? It's
not very welcoming.

He's a lookout.

Thought you said you had your best man
on the job.

Oh, come on, Ted, I know the business.

Not like I'm a complete dick all the
time. Close enough.

Play nice, Ted.

Trust this guy.

And I'm honoured to be on the same team
as the legend, Ted West.

Good -o.

Right, you know the rules.

Phones, wallets, any ID in the bag. What
if someone calls?

We won't be answering.

Fine, it's going to be trade.

Shitty.

I won't get this back, eh? Later.

Use this to keep in touch.

Joy.

Hey, Rick.

Hoo, hoo, hoo!

Check one, two.

One, two, check.

Correct. Nah, it's cool. It's like,
um... Ground

control. There's Manta calling Major
Tom. Shut it up!

But I always wanted one of these.

Just for show.

Gentlemen, are we ready? Oh,

my

God.

All in three.

You're good

and you tell him.

Piss off.

What?

Oi. I said your phone before?

Yeah. Is it Cherie?

Why the fuck would Cherie call me? Well,
I don't know, but she hasn't shown up

and she won't answer any of my calls and
then Nicky won't answer his phone. No,

Van, it wasn't Cherie.

Christ's sake, you can give a shit about
Cherie.

Hey. Bit of an accident. Is it true?

What true?

What Cherie told me today.

That very much depends on what Cherie
told you, doesn't it?

Look, I'm a bit fucking injured here. I
want to know if it's fucking true.

Well, hey, bro.

Matt!

Matt! What the fuck?

You're the penny man. Yeah, I know,
Junior. You piece of shit.

Ask him. What?

You did it, didn't you?

I was sitting here and you came and
started fucking smashing me, man. No,

me, with Ted.

What? What about Ted?

Ted's gone.

He's history.

And it's all his fault because he's a
fucking narc.