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You'd be registered with the IRD as self -employed math art therapist.

And I'd be like your agent, doing admin, bookings, promotion.

They're not your girls anymore.

They're mine.

Sneaky bitch.

We need to keep our businesses totally separate.

Agreed.

I'd hate to see a cute guy like you end up in jail.

I really want to get you off, Sam.

Look, I just wanted to say, uh, you did okay.

Thanks.

You're sweet on him, mate. You're crushing on your lawyer. I'm not

my lawyer. It's professional.

Yes, you are.

Two dates, man.

Three, if you get on the first.

Sweet. So how's it going?

Oh, pretty awesome.

She likes stock cars.

Sure. Indeed.

And what?

After the stock cars.

Good night, man.

Stock car's a choice.

There they were.

Thanks.

Night.

Night.

And after that?

She likes go -kart racing too.

Thanks, man.

I had a great time.

Yeah.

Um, sorry about running you off the track.

Happens when you go -kart racing?

Yeah.

Yeah, it does, eh?

Good night, Ben.

Anyway,

how are things with you and Casey?

Yeah, you know.

Still not getting any, eh?

Yeah. Maybe it's because she's worried that the Mighty Munt will knock your

unconscious before it's even born.

Bro, how would I know the reason when she's never there to tell me the reason?

You know, it takes two to have sex, man.

Paro -one in my world, brother.

So two whole dates and still nothing.

Three if you get the first.

Not even a stink finger.

Not even a tick rib.

Unheard of.

She's out of my league, bro.

Three whole dates, bro. She's got to be into you.

Not even a stink finger, man. Explain that.

Bro,

she's one of those ghost low chicks that you don't normally date. So you've got

to open yourself up to her.

You know, show her the real you, bro. Tell her how you feel about her.

Right, and then she'll open herself up to me.

And if that don't work, Brooke?

What was that little thing?

Mahesha magic, my friend.

No way.

Straight from the Mahia Peninsula via the Raj and me to you.

Because one of us needs to be having sex.

Guaranteed to make any chick hornier than Karina Balani on Benny Day.

You want to smoke some now?

Not me, bro. Yeah.

Oh, yeah, right.

I get wet when you call us that.

Whatever spins your wheels, Rochelle, flat white.

Please. And a decaf latte.

Fuck, I fucking miss caffeine.

Clearly. Ready to work, lady?

What have you got?

Kelly's Fine Autos.

Oh, down in Fidel Crescent. I always knew they were dodgy. Actually, they're

client. I have a number of clients with leasing deals on luxury vehicles that

have fallen behind on their payment. Bring it on.

Booty call goes in, we get the outstanding payment, or we take the car

Oh, my God.

They've got Ferraris here.

I would come all over the seat if I got to drive a Ferrari.

Well, it's a good thing that it's not a Ferrari. We've got one car to either get

back or get the money. It's a test job.

What, they doubt her?

We clear this one up and in 48 hours we get the gig for the rest.

48 hours? Like that Eddie Murphy movie when he didn't suck so much?

Yeah. The guy is saying that the car has been stolen and it's a problem with the

insurance company.

Yeah, yeah, right.

Exactly. But listen, we get this right.

And plenty more business will come our way.

You understand?

Good as done. Good.

Go get him, girls.

I have to go to work now. I'll alert the media.

I'm covering for Wayne. You told us that already.

You know, just while he visits Mark.

I guess he can fix all your screw -ups when he gets back.

Okay, say goodbye to Mummy.

She has important things to do all day.

If anyone gives you grief, it totally tops. You rip their hair out.

Not ideal parenting.

You ready?

Ready when you are, sunshine.

Where are you going? Just out of interest.

Legally sanctioned community work. You know that. I know your bullshit excuse.

Sorting books for the blind. As if.

I was talking about him.

He's dropping us off. Yeah. Then I dropped Jane off at daycare. A routine

followed for some days now. Well, ever since Ted and I started sorting books

the blind. You should have thought you'd be happy Ted's parole officer has

allowed him to work to contribute.

You don't exactly hurry back here after all these rock -offs.

I've got stuff going on.

What stuff?

I thought we had a my business, your business cone of silence thing here.

What's this guy's name?

Quentin Bates.

Quentin, how gay is that?

Is that real?

It is real. No, I just wear it because I get the more flaky look.

How do my tits look?

Oh, well.

Who the fuck are you?

Hi, is that Quentin?

What's the note?

I'm Casey.

My friend Rochelle.

We're from Booty Call.

What's that?

It would be so much easier to explain if we came inside.

Why?

It just would be.

It's okay.

We're nice.

Really, really nice.

Okay, girl.

Boyfriend's at the ready.

Any thought of a car?

No.

Hi. Are you Quinton?

Are you pregnant or just fat?

Pregnant. Easy takes all types.

Nice nugs. So sweet.

Do you like nature?

Because I do.

I think it's important that people who enjoy going out together enjoy the same

things. Like going out together.

And nature.

Because, like, if one day nature ran out, like, you know,

like, if one day you woke up and it wasn't there anymore,

well, that would be the worst thing in the world, don't you think?

Because that's why I like coming to the park.

In case one day...

It's gone.

It's kind of deep, Ben.

Yeah, well, I'm a... I'm a submarine.

I'm just... I'm deep.

And you love nature. Oh, yeah, the trees and the grass and

playground. It's all good stuff.

Do you want to get stoned?

Do you think that's a wild idea, Ben? It's Mahitian magic, see. Yeah, it's

awesome, but... It's also lunchtime in public, and I'm a lawyer and want us to

go back to the office after. Oh, right.

Cool, cool.

Valerie here.

Whoa, whoa. Slow down, Quentin. I can't understand you.

Sorry, who did what here?

Sorry, van client.

I'm going to have to deal with this. Oh, no, it's cool. It's cool.

Wait over here.

No, I mean I'm going to have to go and deal with this.

Sorry.

Oh, I'm sweet as.

It's all good.

See ya.

Hi.

What are you doing here, Angel?

I have a bone to pick with you. No, you have a client in Ranui, presumably with

a boner. Aye, not anymore.

You brought him here instead?

Aye. Not Eric.

He's one of my Friday specials. It's not Friday.

Angel, remember how we talked about how little I actually need to know about

what you actually do? Well, no ranui rim job today because men all have no

driver. Well, what happened to the driver I got you last week?

He didn't work out.

What did you do to him, Angel?

Asian guys get weird when you touch their cocks while they're driving. You

what? I'm done with this. From now on, find your own driver.

I have.

paying Eric to drive you. Why not?

Have you got a valid driver's license?

What's that got to do with it? I need a driver, so pay him. You pay him, and

Friday's special.

I cannot live on sex alone.

I need money too. Well, you're not getting any from me. Money, that is.

Or sex.

Hard and cruel you are.

Not that it comes as any surprise when it's you, because you've always been

and cruel. But clearly your evil is spreading to those who used to see me

I have no idea what you're talking about. Ted, of course. Why, he stiffed

that computer deal.

Is any of this helping me get a new driver?

What computer deal?

Um, cables.

All right, so most of them weren't compatible with a computer, but they

still cheap.

Grandpa doesn't know anything about computers.

Nah, but your husband does.

All suspicious about this little gathering.

Ah, she did track us down.

Are you doing your phone charity scams again?

Do you see a room full of people making cold calls?

So what are you up to?

You and I are on a need -to -know basis.

Who are Mud In Your Eye Promotions Limited?

That'll be us, Gertie. Not that it's any of your business.

Tell her. Put her out of her misery.

Cold calling for charity is dead.

Texting is the way of the future.

Which explains why you've teamed up with the past.

We're content providers, my dear.

And ground floor investors.

Ted is a demon on the racing tips.

Updated hourly, directly to your mobile.

Nyree's horoscopes, sell all the money.

As long as you don't ask how much each text message is costing you.

There is the reason why I love you. And then there are the other texts, the ones

you didn't ask for, but you're paying for anyway.

You low -life scum.

I'm not talking to you.

You invested in this without telling me?

None of your business.

You took your secret stash and gave it to Hayden, put it to Peter.

Love you too, honey. Without coming to me for investment advice first?

This boy here came to me with a sound proposition at a point when you had

scorned him.

Like the scornful woman you are.

She thinks I'm useless, Ted.

Then prove the little slut wrong.

I would.

I will.

idea. It's a dead set winner.

It's just a set up cost. I can't run to it.

So what is this idea?

What does it matter now?

Would you stop fucking slapping me?

And then he did tell me.

And it was genius.

So clever.

And here we are today.

Hey, we agreed to keep our

business life separate. Fine by me.

Good. Fine. And good luck with the new playmates. You'll need it.

Yeah, come in.

Bailey. Birdie call.

As in, you're here on one?

This is the registered office of the skanks known as Birdie Call.

Hmm, that's because it's my company.

And they're not as skanky as you might think. How can we help?

Well, by not deceiving my client, for starters.

And which client's this? Quentin Bates.

Ah, the Aston Martin. Yes.

Of course you'd be his lawyer. And how exactly did we deceive Mr. Bates? When

you lied your way into his house trying to repossess a car he doesn't have.

That's not the information we've got. It's an insurance matter.

Yeah, but the insurance company think that your client is a lying puss bag.

He doesn't have the card you throw. Really?

And he's got a lot on his plate right now, so he doesn't need this shit. Is

right?

He's awaiting sentencing on certain drug charges.

The car is gone. Please just leave him alone.

Why? Because he's a saint?

Because the gang took the car.

You've heard of the concept of taxing, Jethro?

Yes. I've also heard of the concept of lying, Bailey. Oh, don't be a wanker all

your life.

I think we all had you pegged as a loser at law school.

What do you mean, we?

You had no friends at law school, Mr. Look, who's drinking alone again.

Not alone now, am I?

Well, you and your birdie -cooled slappers can just back off my client,

What happened?

We didn't get the car is what happened.

Apparently he hasn't got it. Oh no, he's still got it.

I've got to think about these things.

So what went wrong?

Ask her.

It's one of those drugs I can't say no to.

So why are you girls interested in the Aston Martin?

Best to say we've got a thing for Aston Martin.

What? We're both in. Well, I'd love to go for a ride in one.

If I still had it, sure.

Now, would you girls like some blood?

No, thank you.

Yeah, why not?

Because I'm pregnant and we're here on business.

So, we can party while we do the business.

I suppose one line would be okay.

That's my girl.

I was just trying to loosen him up. You did that all right.

Yeah.

Hold still, baby.

You totally lost your professional demeanour. You were just jealous because

couldn't join in.

No professionalism whatsoever.

Okay. I'm disappointed.

I'm not surprised, but I'm disappointed. How do I end up with this lawyer in my

office?

That would be because of the misunderstanding.

What misunderstanding?

Who wants to start?

Start what?

Sucking me off. I don't normally do preggy chicks, but you've got really

lips. Why would we want to suck you off?

Isn't that what whores do?

Just because we're two attractive women who work for a company called Bootycore.

He thought we were hookers. Oh, no, maybe it's because one of us was

like a hoe.

He wasn't so happy when he realised his mistake.

I'm going to fucking sue you.

I'm going to break down your boss.

I'm going to break down your fucking boss and I'm going to sue him too. And

I'm going to kick his ass. And then I'm going to kill him. You hear me? You hear

what I'm saying?

I'm going to kill that fucker.

OK.

No money or car.

Our 100 % record gone.

Yeah, I wouldn't give up hope just yet.

So how is it a scam again?

Pascal, it's a scam.

But people love doing those quizzes. And Grandpa is really, really good at all

that horse racing betting stuff. So if he's helping people win money, then it's

a good thing. You cannot think that this is right.

I don't see how it's wrong.

Which makes you exactly the sort of sucker that they're going after. Aren't

just pissed off because you didn't think of it first?

No.

Hi.

What are you doing here? I know you said I should call first, but I couldn't.

Get back to work. I'll call you later, okay? You can't. My phone isn't working,

that's why I'm here.

Well, fix it and then call me. Goodbye.

I can't. You know my dentist in Avondale who likes water sports? Well, I needed

to have my phone close by because Mum's not very well. Anyway, I got peed on.

While you were at your dentist.

While I was with the dentist.

But you wouldn't want to use it after that, eh?

Hello, ladies.

And new lady.

Hi.

Bit of a tall guy, problems got out of hand. Buck off, Aaron. Yeah, bugger off,

Aaron. Your problems are nothing compared to this girl's. I'm Pascal, by

way. No time for introductions.

I'm Cassidy.

Oh, wow, that's an interesting name.

It's my real name.

Cassidy's dentist just peed on her phone.

Okay.

Well, that beats, I need new blades for the skill saw. Can I have some petty

cash, please?

Well, he's not my dentist. He's a client. I need to talk to Chastity

everyone else, depart.

So, are you working for Loretta? She manages me.

But you're not a tool guy.

What's a tool guy? I am. 24 -7, at your service.

You didn't tell me you ran boys as well.

Well, we're not boys. We're guys.

No, she means rent boys, Aaron.

Like gay?

No way am I gay. Loretta, how long have you been running prostitutes?

You're a lady of the night. Well, I do days as well, so if you're looking for

some fun... Zorita, answer the question!

Okay, can the whole world just fuck off now and leave me alone?

So you are doing it?

Does this make you a pimp?

Get down there, nasty girl!

What if one day nature ran out? What if that happened? What kind of a dick says

that, man?

Bro, it's an awesome thought. Man, we should talk about that one day. Yeah,

it's not the thought that I wanted to say to her. I wanted to tell her that I

dig her because she talks to me like I'm a real human.

You are a real human.

Yeah, but everyone except you treats me like I'm not. And even though she's a

lawyer, she talks to me like I'm her mate. And I can talk to her like she's

mate. And I really dig talking to her, man, and I really want to bone her. You

should tell her that, bro. The talking bit, not the boning bit. Yeah, I tried,

and I...

Pros? Call her.

Now. Oh, yeah, on the phone.

I mean, tell her that stuff, bro, while it's just us.

No distraction.

Exactly. Yeah.

Like, when I look at her tits and I just go, oh, I just want to bury my face in

there. Okay, okay.

Bro, now you're distracting yourself.

Dial.

Ringing.

Coming for me.

I know they are. For God's sake, Quentin, man up.

Bailey.

Hi, Bailey. It's Van.

Sorry I had to run away before.

Oh, no, that's cool. I've had enough lawyers to know what that's like.

I hope it's all cool, though.

Dealing with it?

Good. Good.

It's just... Um... It's just... I had a bunch of stuff that I wanted to say to

you before you had to go.

Okay.

Like...

Yeah, do you want to go out again?

Sure. When?

Tonight. Sure, when?

Where? Hungry Heifer. My place.

Okay, what time?

Time? Eight.

I'll see you then.

Okay, bye.

Why didn't you say the heifer?

No, Hungry Heifer's lame.

Bro, the double H has surfing, turf man, guaranteed, aphrodisiac, leg opener, my

brother works with Casey every time.

Yeah, but most things work with Casey every time.

Not at the moment, but the surfing turf is great.

Oh.

I'd be surfing her turf.

Yes, but instead she'd come here, bro.

And, bro, you can't cook.

I do toast.

Sometimes noodles.

You can't give her instant noodles.

I'll figure a way around this, all right?

Oh,

look. It's Daddy and the Wrinklies. Home after a hard day at the text mine. Oh,

hi, honey.

No! Don't be nice to her. She doesn't deserve it.

Okay.

What have you done to your sister?

It's what she's done to the good name of this family.

This family doesn't have a good name. We have degrees of shame.

Well, then, today, you passed all of those degrees and you got yourself

degree. And I bet it is all your fault.

You're blaming me for something Loretta did?

Well, it is your family business.

What is?

Loretta is running a brothel out of our basement.

It is not a brothel. It is an escort agency.

But she would know a good shag if it nested between her tits.

Grandpa, you cannot speak about me like that. It's true, isn't it? You really

will do anything for money.

Don't you start with that shit. It's a more legitimate business than the one

you've got going.

There is legitimate, and then there's just plain wrong, Loretta. And I don't

need a moral lecture from Shadbolt High, slut of the year, four years running.

I'm going to give Jane her bath.

Screw. Because I remember there was a couple of parties at law school that

off the hook.

You'd remember if we had, saying I'd have been your first.

That's unfair.

And not true.

I can cause you a lot of strife, Bailey. Your mother is my client. I'm used to

strife from your family.

Quentin Bates.

He's the client I'm talking about.

The drug dealer.

Probably not so good for him to get arrested again for having mass

coke on his premises. I can assure you if the police were to search his house

right now, they wouldn't find anything.

Well, then they're threatening to kill, assault, indecent exposure. Surely you

should be taking this raft of complaints to the cops. Well, I could.

My girls are very upset.

Even the one who coked off her nuts?

So there were drugs at the house.

And they hurt?

That dirty play, Bailey.

That's how I respond to threats.

But when all I want is the car or the money for the car... Neither of which my

client has. Uh -huh, and the cocaine fairy just left a big bag of coke under

pillow. You got anything to drink while we threaten each other?

I have a bottle of vodka.

I knew that.

So did they do as you asked?

I don't see

why you couldn't have made it three.

Because it's dinner for two, Eric. Well, I live here.

Yeah, but that would make it three, and that wouldn't work.

But has the eagle landed?

Well, she hasn't landed here, man. She's late.

Oh, that's just a professional woman thing.

Huh? How does that work?

She'll be stuck at work, bro.

Should I call her? No way. That'll only hinder the mood when she gets there.

She'll feel all guilty and pressured.

And that's not the mood I'm after. Bro, you've got to be there for her at the

end of her busy working day because working women like it when you're there

them. And when she arrives, say, I understand you've had a busy day. You

relax now and I'll do the thinking for both of us.

And then later I'll be surfing your turf.

Kia kaha, bro.

OK,

later. See you, bro.

Fuck off.

I sleep here.

Sleep somewhere else if you're going to give me grief.

What? Didn't say anything.

We agreed.

I know.

Complete separation.

Even when you are taking total advantage of my grandfather.

That's not possible. He's an old man.

Blessed with the eternal life of the truly evil.

You're just pissed off you're not getting a cut.

I don't care what you guys do.

And you're not getting a cut from me either.

Now that you're...

A madam.

Do you have a problem with that?

Do you even have the foggiest idea about half the stuff your hoes get up to?

Don't call them hoes. They are women and they deserve respect.

Well, except for Angel, who falls somewhere in the middle. And it's a

just like any other. Oh, come on. They're not tall guys.

They fuck for money.

You OK with that? Of course I am.

But are you?

Oh, you have no idea.

I'm not such a prude now, am I?

Yes, you are.

And that's what makes it funny.

But you know, if you want, I can show you a thing or two I learnt growing up

with prostitutes.

Oh, wow.

What an offer.

I lost my virginity to a hooker.

Dad shouted me when I turned 13.

Special family moment.

I'm just saying, I have a bit of experience.

I can show you a thing or two if you want.

Get on with it then.

Hey. How's Mum?

She's been better.

Well, if she'd been here, she'd be worse.

I doubt that.

She would.

Finding out what her youngest daughter is up to under the roof she used to call

hers. Is this about the escort agency?

You know about that.

Yeah, it's hard not to.

Loretta! Someone here for you!

So, have you ever needed any company while you chipped down in Christchurch?

Bloody hell!

Chastity called before you came over!

And you didn't do anything about it? Well, what am I meant to do?

You did!

Stop it!

Why? It's not illegal!

But it's not right!

Jeez, I'm more worried about Ted and Hayden than I am about Loretta. You know

about that too.

Yeah, it's hard not to.

Almost forgot the tools of the trade.

What trade would that be, Ted?

Gone back to your knob -gobbling pigsty ways, have you? Let me put it to you

this way. If there are any laws being broken, you will be out on your ear.

Look. Taking money off suckers might be wrong to me, and selling sex might be

wrong in your book, but none of it is illegal, and illegal is where I draw the

line.

I'm off to bed.

Why am I the only one who cares?

My parents assumed that when I did law, I'd end up being you, you know, making

them proud, defending the losers and fuckknuckles that are my family and

friends. My father, he's this old -school criminal.

I just looked at him and thought, I can do better than you.

You prick.

So the taxpayers wasted all that money to teach you how to be a better criminal

than your dad?

Well, to find ways around the law, rather than tackling it head on, yeah.

You're a bad man, Jethro.

I have a dark side.

Does it get darker the more you drink?

Definitely.

Mine too.

It could be dangerous for us to be drinking together.

Yeah, it could go wrong in about a hundred ways.

It could, couldn't it?

She's not coming. Shut up, Eric.

I'm just saying, the food will go to waste, that's all.

Shut up.

Baby, I'm sorry I fell asleep on you and made your arm go numb.

And I'm so sorry you had a bad day being a re -poacher.

Does this help get the feeling back?

It might work.

Hey, Mary.

Oh, hey, Ben.

Hey, Case.

How was the hot date?

Uh, not so hot, eh? It was just me and Eric there.

I'd be fucked if I'm paying good money to feed him.

Want some surf and turf?

Oh, no, no, no, I can't eat surf.

Why did you call her?

Look, I know you said not to. Yeah, but there comes a time when the way the fuck

are you call must be made, you know? Yeah, I did.

And?

I don't know, she must be busy or something.

Oh, baby, any woman who stands you up isn't worth having.

OK, I'm going to go to bed.

Night, Ben.

Night, Cass.

Trying not to dream of missing cars there, babe.

Boo, no!

No, no, no, no. The Mahesha magic is for when you and your lady seal the deal.

But the only one I'm sealing the deal with is me.

I need to get stoned. Yeah, but no, no, no.

Put it away, bro. Put it away. Put it away. Put it.

I am so, so disappointed in all of you, even Wayne.

So, as a way of making you see how disappointed I am in all of you, I am

withdrawing my domestic services.

What does that mean?

That means I won't be doing any cooking or any cleaning for any of you around

this house.

Well, what did Wayne do wrong?

Withholding evidence.

And you?

Especially you. You're sick and twisted, and I cannot stand by and let the stuff

go on under my roof.

It's not your roof.

And you are not Mum.

Remember we established that? Well, if Mum was here, then no way would you be

running hookers out of our basement. True. I'd be doing it somewhere else.

you wouldn't, because Mum would stop you.

Pascal, if you're missing Mum, then taking it out on me is not a good way to

deal with it. Go and get drunk or something. This isn't about me missing

You guys have gotten worse since she left. Take you and Hayden.

All the lies.

The lying to each other and the not telling each other the truth. You just

the same thing three different ways. Can you just take this seriously? You are

in a fucked up relationship.

It's not fucked up. Ah, yes it is. You guys couldn't tell each other the truth

if your lives depended on it.

Right.

Okay. Well, if that's your definition of fucked up, then you and Nicky are the

king and queen of fucked up.

I always tell Nikki the truth. Pity it doesn't go both ways.

Where the hell do you think I got my hookers from?

Your sister is quite the bitch.

Yeah, we know that, but is what she said true?

Yeah, it is.

Why do you have a problem with that?

Because you didn't fucking tell me about it. It's no big deal.

In fact, I think at least one of the girls went to school with you. I don't

about that.

What I care about is people lying to each other, especially if it's you lying

me. Yes, I ran those bitches until they shafted me and went over to your sister.

I didn't tell you because there was stuff I do I do not want you involved

and that is the truth.

If that means I don't meet whatever standards you're setting, then as much

hate the thought, you better move on.

Because I'm going to be in here for a fucking long time.

Hello. Hello.

Last time I saw you, you were naked in my bed.

Last time I saw you, you were snoring when I left.

That explains why I woke up alone.

You have to come with me now.

Is that right?

Where? You'll see.

It's a special place.

Dead set wrong is what it is, bro. The way she leads you on for two whole

Three, if you count the first.

Four, if you count last night. You don't count last night, man. That's what I'm

saying. You've got to tell her how you feel about last night, bro.

You need to call her and tell her right now.

But I don't know what I'm saying.

Don't give me no pussy excuses, man.

You need to tell that woman exactly what's going on in your head.

Okay.

Okay.

But what if I don't know what's going on in my head? Because there's so much

going on in my head. Just open your mouth, man. The words will follow.

Come on.

Come on!

It's a message.

Well, then leave your message.

Man up. Come on, man.

Come on.

Hi, Bailey. It's Van.

Yeah. Yeah.

You know, Van, remember the guy you stood up last night? That's right.

The surf and turf was excellent, by the way.

I got it in especially for you, but you weren't here to eat it, which I think

sucks. Sucks?

Yeah. Especially when you don't even call a guy to tell him that you're not

going to be there.

I mean, I might not be a big flesh lawyer or anything, but I'm still a

being. All right? And I really dig you, and I thought you were into me too. But

you know what? If I got that wrong, if I got that wrong, that's your loss. Yeah,

you heard me. Your loss. Because I'm a fucking good guy, and you are the one

that's missing out. So there.

And by the way, you owe me 40 bucks for the surf and turf and an apology. Thank

you.

40 bucks going up.

Delivery fee. Yeah, yeah, right.

Your client said this was stolen.

Yeah, I can't like this was stolen.

This has different plates, everything.

So everything in here is his.

The story goes like this.

Despite my best efforts, my client is going inside for a fair old while.

Mainly because he's a fucking idiot.

When he comes out, he's got any cash to reboot his lifestyle.

Unfortunately, precious few objects he has.

Certain government types want to get their hands on them.

Being the proceeds of crime.

I need someone who can turn all this into cash, which I can then filter to my

client on his release.

There would be a generous cut for this someone, of course.

Because your client is a desperate man who'll take anything he can get.

Very desperate.

I have a dark side too, Jethro.

Yeah, you do.

In here is business.

Are you in?

Yeah, I'm in.

I might go home. Oh, no, you don't. But I feel like shit. Yeah, well, you

deserve to feel like shit.

God, this job has made you cruel, hard, and competitive.

We had the chance at a great gig, Rochelle.

We were in to score some serious coin, and you went and ruined it all by

some psycho smoke coke up your tit.

God, I hate it when you get like this. It's like that time you got us kicked

Indoor Nipple for smacking that poor Indian girl.

Is this the car?

This is the car.

Well, how did you get it?

What happened to good work, Jethro, and everyone cheers?

Yeah, but we're the angels.

Does this mean you don't need us anymore?

For God's sakes, I only got the car because of you.

How? Does it matter? We got the car.

Okay, shit, we need to take it to the dealers before it's too late. No, I've

done that.

Well, how come it's here and not there?

I kind of did a deal.

What kind of deal?

You kept the car for yourself.

Yeah, don't worry, you'll still get your cap and cash, but...

I couldn't resist the wheel.

Especially, you know.

We got the target.

We're spreading angels.

There's going to be a lot more to work and a whole lot more cash coming the way

of booty.

Oh, yeah.

The whole world sucked.

How does that path go?

It just does.

Gotten totally out of whack and that sucked.

Or is it me?

Am I the one that's out of whack? Am I the whack job?

No, you're not a whack job.

Well, everyone is doing shit that they never would if Mum was here. Like, they

think it's okay because she's not here.

And I'm not putting a stop to it.

Well, I don't want to blame you, but no, you're not, and you should. Your

family's always done dodgy shit. By comparison, you know, actually, I ain't

bad. Yes, it is.

It is to me, and Mum would never stand for it.

I'm not your mum, Pascal.

And don't do it.

Why? Bring her into this.

Well, she should know.

And what's she going to do about it?

Yell at a few people down the phone, then what, they're not going to change?

Then she's going to go from angry to frustrated. Then she'll start feeling

guilty like it's her fault because she's not here.

And then she will fall to pieces.

Alone.

Sometimes a good lie, for the right reason, is a good thing.

And you have my word.

If any of those bastards tip over into illegal stuff, I will come down on them

like God Almighty. I will rain fire on their arses.

For you.

Well, you better.

Are we good to go?

Yeah, we're already up and running.

I need people I can trust, and unfortunately, you're the closest thing

But listen to me.

You rip me off, the people behind this will nail your balls to your kneecaps.

Got it?

Well, I'd brim with tears.

Hell of a stretch for any man's knapsack.

Look,

I need all this stuff sold off discreetly, okay? All the money comes to

guys get a cut of whatever you sell.

Interested? Make my thing. I'll have a jet ski.

What do you want Jeffery for?

They speak to me.

Weirdo.

Bonger.

I'm relatively confident we should start seeing results very soon.

So you want to go out and celebrate?

I can't. Not tonight. I need to sort something.

After then.

We'll see.

Fuck off, I'm busy.

Don't get up.

I won't.

You're a day late.

I know, I got your message.

Yeah, well, that's why I left it, so you get it.

I think I got it.

Good.

Need the money?

What do you want your apology?

However... The letter.

Hey, love.

Hi, Mum.

Hi, sweetie. How are you?

A bit sad. How are you?

Oh, you know, why are you so sad?

I'm just damn, but I'll get over it.

How's things down there?

Well,

I miss you guys.

Yeah, we really miss you too.

So come on, what's everyone up to?

No, not a whole lot.

Yep,

things are real quiet around here at the moment.

What do you see?

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