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So, what was his name?

He me cries Lavellion like I promised birthday or car.

So, what do you get out of this? You earn, I earn. Do we have a deal in the

making? About your girl.

What about them? They're not your girls anymore.

They're mine. Loretta is running a brothel out of our basement. It is not a

brothel, it is an escort agency.

Hi, honey.

How was your day in the sex trade? Don't even go there.

I had a good day.

We've got this new thing where if you text in your full name for $3 .99, we'll

text you back the day, the month and the year that you're going to die.

And it is going off.

Not such a great day, huh? Why do they have to be so stupid all the time?

When you're a dominatrix, you take your whip with you and don't expect me to

deliver it to Northcote.

Can't these people take some responsibility for their lives?

Well, you know, you are their manager.

What is it, Chastity?

I can't hear you. Why is some guy screaming?

Sorry, what salami got to do with anything?

Why the fuck did you do that?

Well, then pull the bloody thing out.

Okay, well, pull harder. I mean, it went up there. Surely it must be able to

come back out.

Chastity, don't cry. I need you to keep your shit together.

Okay, I'll be there in ten minutes.

Ouch. Don't say a word.

I take it the salami was spicier than expected.

People are so sick.

Come on, your business is just part of the game. And don't lecture me. Just try

and be helpful, that's all. Yep.

And you know we... Presumably where the salami went.

You and my brain.

You and my heart.

Hey, nuts.

The Gooch says you've got the carbide router bit set.

I don't know. Maybe. Why? I need a new bit for the router.

Well, look in the doors.

Yeah, you left them outside.

They're noisy and dangerous.

Well, what if it rains and they rust?

Do I look like I care?

Hey.

You seen Munter lately?

Yeah, yeah. He's just there.

No, he wasn't.

Yeah, yeah, he just went to the bakery to get pies.

Then why was he just at home?

He was at home.

Me, because I just saw him there.

No. Well, then why is he not here? And why is he acting all mental?

He's not mental, okay?

Yeah, but he's definitely not here. Okay, just between you and me, he is

Except he's not. Yeah, but he is for his, like, mana, all right?

What's wrong with his mana? He hasn't got any anymore.

Well, how did that happen?

Okay, but you can't tell anyone.

No way, man. This is wrong.

It's what I said, bro. I said... No way, Casey. That's just wrong. You haven't

even got pets.

She's the one with the nugget, so she's the one that should be staying at home.

Apparently, there's ways around it.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Okay, okay.

Are you saying what I think you're saying? Would you shut the fuck up, and

finish the story. Sorry.

Casey reckons she can express, bro, and then I can do the feeding.

Express what?

Milk. Into the bottles.

Does that work?

Okay, so you got your tip.

Right. So how do you, like with a pump, bro, like milking a cow?

This freaks me out, man.

Milking chicks. What are they going to milk next, goats?

Are you trying to tell me that Munter's now lady of the house?

But why?

She earns more money than you.

Twice as much.

So it makes sense that she's the one who has to go out and work.

That might make sense on a financial level, but on a man level. On a man

he's had enough crush, so he's not really a man anymore.

No, no, no, don't say it, don't say the word.

Well, I am. Doesn't mean you have to say it.

Well, my house won't be.

But you can't tell anyone.

Okay, especially not Loretta, because if she finds out he's not working, then

she'll fire him.

And the job that he used to have, it's like the only thing keeping him going,

man.

I hear you, brother.

Have a good one.

What is it now, Chastity? More problems with small goods?

My apartment, I'm getting kicked out.

Because of last night?

There were complaints about the screaming.

Well, they can't kick you out just because you shoved a pepperoni up some

ass. This is a really stressful time for me right now.

Chastity, no, no, don't you dare cry.

Hey, it's only top to just around Jamesville temperature.

Oh, she was fine this morning.

Well, she's not now. Someone's got to go and pick her up.

Heidi!

Chase!

Gosh, I was wondering if it was you.

I'm still Susan for working purposes.

How are you?

I've been better. How's your mum?

Not so good. Oh, no.

What are you doing here?

I'm kind of married to Loretta.

Really? Hmm.

Take it you two know each other?

Yeah, man, we go way back.

Oh, great.

Except, Chasity, right now, if my booking sheet is correct, you're off to

guy in Western Heights.

But I need to find somewhere else to live.

Ah, yes, you do. Preferably somewhere freestanding or with thick walls. You

do that after you do the guy in Western Heights. Bye -bye.

Bye, Heidi.

See you, Chas.

We'll catch up later, eh? I hope so.

I'll call you later.

Anything you want to say?

Who's going to get Jane?

You. I've got stuff to do.

Like maybe find a flat for Chase?

I manage her work, not her life.

These things are connected, Loretta.

For most people.

I'll go and get Jane.

So how do you know her?

She used to work for Dad.

And was she another birthday present from dear old Pop?

Did you get a hooker every year, or some years was it soft? She's a sweet

person, all right, and we were close for a while. Defying close?

I didn't pay.

A hooker who gives it away.

I thought I'd get that.

Yeah, well, there's a lot of stuff you don't get about this business.

And you'd be only too happy to tell me. Only if you are.

I'll go and get Jane.

Hey, let me in.

Let me in.

Let me in just for a few minutes.

Okay, but no noise, okay? She's just gone to sleep. Okay.

I just want to say I know.

Don't ask me how I know, I just know.

Van told you, man.

Look, he's worried about you too. Anyone would crack under this kind of stress.

I'm not stressed.

Your woman is turning you into a woman. Of course you're stressed.

It's like being a fireman, you know, always on call.

I'm sorry I make off at any moment.

He watches me, man.

Like all the time.

And a crying man, it never stops.

Well, except for now, eh?

It's because you're here.

But when we're alone, then it starts and it goes on and on and on.

Yeah.

I, um, I put a load of washing on and he cries, you know.

I go and take a crap and he cries.

Every time I change him, he wears this on me. It's like I've got a cupboard and

wears it.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, that's OK.

That's OK. I'm here for you now, brother. I'm here for you.

The new thing on my back, that's not gay, is it? No, it's just a man love,

Just a man love.

Better go, man. I've got to get back to it.

Okay, lady.

Piss off, Aaron. I've got to ask you a question. I'm busy.

Too busy for the important things in your life, huh?

Like your man?

The man who...

Used to be a man, but is now just a shell of his former man.

You should be ashamed.

Is this about Mum looking after him, eh? Doing the woman's work. It's just

wrong. Sorry?

What century are we in? This isn't about what's cool and fashionable.

This is about whether you're going to do the right thing by your man. No, this

is about whether I'm going to rip your nuts off.

Okay, you don't have to be all ball -breaking about it. Okay, Mum seems

happy about the situation to me. You didn't see the mum that I saw today. Now

there's the man who's crushed.

He's just broken.

Do you think I'm enjoying this?

Do you think it doesn't hurt every morning when I have to kiss my precious

little boy goodbye?

But this way is the only way that makes any financial sense. There's none of

your fucking business.

So I take it that's a no then? No, to what? You going home, taking away

pain. Okay, the only one that's going to be in pain is you if you don't piss off

right now.

But you get my point, yeah? Fuck off, Aaron!

This one for old times' sake.

Chase is a bit upset.

For Christ's sake, Cassidy, it is just a flat. You'll find another one. Like

someone died.

Actually, someone did.

Your mum.

Oh, um, that's terrible.

I came back with Jane and I found Chase outside crying.

My sister called and I didn't know what else to do.

Right.

So presumably you didn't quite make it to Western Heights? Jesus, Loretta.

I have to go to New Plymouth.

Come on. I'll get to the airport, all right?

Hang on. Hang on.

Haven't you got Damien tonight?

Oh, yeah, true.

Damien's a regular, I take it. Well, yeah, he pays a grand a night.

The girlfriend experience.

Can't you go tomorrow?

Loretta. Poor Damien.

He really does love me. Yeah, exactly, and... It's not like another 24 hours

will change anything. Loretta!

I guess I could stay. It's just I have to organise a funeral.

Can't your sister not?

Not really. She's only got one arm.

Just go, Chase, all right?

Loretta will find someone else to take care of Damien.

Because that's what managers are for.

Come on, I'll get you to the airport.

What about Jane?

Temperature's still up a bit, but she seems to be quite perky on it.

Apart from the runny poos. That's not what I meant.

I know.

Oh. Knock softly.

Any loud noise, he completely goes to pieces.

It's like my sister.

She got pretty strange with her last one.

Yep. She's got it bad.

What? We're here for you, brother.

Shouldn't you fellas be at work?

Some things are more important than work.

Like looking after a brother worker, eh? In his time of need.

When his woman has turned her back on him.

I'm just meant to leave you with my kid.

Not to worry, my man. The Gooch here, he's an expert. He's got five sisters.

Looked after a lot of Rugrats in my time. He's totally on to it.

See, care of the newborn can be very intense. And the new mum can experience

serious burnout.

Dad. New dad.

Well, you know the secret?

You've got to have me time.

Away from the house.

My sister says it's essential.

I could go to the supermarket. We need more nappies. No.

No nappies. It's about you. Your needs.

Grab a coffee, a magazine, a little treat that's just for you.

Will you follow us lefty?

Yeah, he just went down.

Then leave him to us.

Walk through that door.

Taste the sweet air of freedom.

What kind of man is he?

with you and me.

Hey, babe. Hey, baby.

How you doing?

What are you doing?

Nothing. I wish I was there.

I've had this thought all day about how much I want to smell his head.

It still smells good. Oh, I bet.

Hey, Mont, are you okay?

Yes. Yeah, I mean, with this arrangement.

You're still good with that, okay?

Sure.

Because you know we need money to live, right?

Yes.

God, I love you for doing this.

And I'll only be for a few years, eh?

You know, till he goes to school.

Oh, baby, I've got to go back to work now.

Kiss that boy for me.

Yo.

What kind of man is he?

Okay. Fine, and don't forget you've got that guy from the radio tomorrow, and

remember, you're whipped this time.

Shit, no one's up for it.

You haven't asked me yet.

Oh, no offence, Angel, but this guy wants the girlfriend experience, and the

word girl is in there for a very good reason.

I can be anything he wants me to be.

Oh, look, it's Hayden, patron saint of prostitutes. Did you and Chase have a

good catch -up on the way to the airport?

I can't believe you expected her to work.

It's a thousand bucks, Hayden.

Her mother just died, Loretta. The guy's going to fork out another time. Well,

I'd quite like him to fork out tonight.

You are so the wrong person to run this business.

Well, pardon me for not having a family history in pimping. It needs people

skills, Loretta.

Not exactly your strong suit.

I have people skills.

What?

You're not really a people person.

A bit too sparky.

Fuck you.

There we go.

Sparky. isn't exactly solving my problem. And don't tell me you've got an

because I don't want to hear it.

You sort it.

Yeah.

I will.

Oh, and her temperature's still up and now her poos are really runny.

You're kidding, right?

Well, all you have to do is pretend to be on a date and you'll get a flash

dinner out of it. Yeah, and then I'd have to root him. No, you don't.

Loretta, I know what the girlfriend experience means.

Apparently he mostly wants to talk. And he's paying so you could order crayfish.

You love crayfish.

I'm not going to fuck some guy to see crayfish.

And I'll pay you $200.

I'm not one of your prostitutes, Loretta. But you're really good at

people. Get out.

Oh, come on, Pascal.

It'll help you get over the whole Nicky fiasco.

No, don't bring him into this.

You're not getting it anywhere else, so why not?

Because you are sick and deprived.

And I'm busy tonight.

Doing what?

Working. Wayne is away seeing our mother, so I have to look after things.

Sick and depraved, by the way.

Deprived is what you are of sex.

So you think, bitch.

Hi, honey. How's Jane? Oh, she's good. She's sleeping like a baby. After runny

poos, crying, pammel, more runny poos, more crying, a bit of incy wincy spider.

Hayden, don't give me any grief, okay? I don't need any more grief right now.

No luck finding a girlfriend?

You and me don't talk with, no. Good.

Because you wouldn't listen anyway.

All right then, Mr. Smarter.

How do I prevent a $1 ,000 client from walking out the door?

You call him and you tell him the truth.

Do you think I want to lose a thousand bucks?

Well, I guess you're going to have to do them yourself then.

Actually,

that's not such a bad idea.

Do you think I wouldn't do it? I know you wouldn't do it.

Okay, fine.

I'm going to do it.

The wanderer returns.

Is he still asleep?

No, he's been awake for ages.

And he's not crying?

It's a gooch.

He has powers.

He's like the baby whisperer.

Man, he loves his titty juicy.

Yeah.

Like father, like son, eh?

Eh? Well, not the juice, obviously. Just the titties.

So, where do you go? The movies?

The mall?

Check out some hot shop girls?

I didn't do much.

But you did something.

Something for you.

I just sat outside.

Smoking it up, eh?

I just contemplated my future stretching endlessly ahead of me.

Then I got cold, so I came inside.

Hey, wipe your feet. It is vacuumed. What are you doing here?

Supporting months in a time of need.

Hey, Barry.

You went to fight the union?

Yeah, we had to say. And we're here for it.

Hold on, have you been here all day?

Rock solid.

Well, I'm rooted.

Thanks for asking.

Because I'm doing the work of two tools instead of one, which makes me like a

double tool. And if you guys aren't working as well, that means I'm doing

work of four tools.

And what about the deck in McLaren Park?

Some things are more important than decks, Van. Aaron. Like the rights of

-mothers. Don't call me that.

Me and the Gooch are here for Muncher as long as he needs us. Five years.

Eh? Well, two of him is in school.

He's kindy, but that's two years away.

We need to talk to management about this. No, you can't tell Loretta. Well,

we're not scared of her. Well, I'm not telling her. Well, sweet.

Me and the Gooch will handle it.

I'm not going to fuck him. It's not your decision to make.

Yes, it is. Loretta, the moment you take his money, you've consented.

Chastity's always banging on about how he's the sad guy that just wants someone

to listen to his boring stories.

And then they fuck. No, she says sometimes all they do is talk. Exception

than a rule.

Well, tonight we'll just have to be one of those exception or not.

Hey, boss.

Looking good. Oh, you two.

Why did I have some pofter from McLaren Park on the phone today bleating about

how you guys never finished his deck?

Yeah, that's part of what we want to talk to you about. Yeah, well, don't let

interrupt.

Spotted trouble on the old marital bliss. What's going on?

We're taking industrial action. For what?

On behalf of our tool brother, Munter. Oh, what's he done now?

He's got postnatal depression.

All the classic symptoms.

Okay, so you're clearly deranged, but I don't see what this has got to do with

me. Well, now that he's stopped working, we feel that... What do you mean he's

stopped working?

To look after the baby.

Which is the cause of his postnatal depression. Does this mean that Van is

their jobs on his own? Well, no, the point here is Munter and what you're

to do about him. Find someone to replace him. Well, we think you should pay him

parental leave.

What? It would be awesome for a stop of steam.

Munter is paid for the jobs that he does, so if he does no jobs, he gets no

My sister got parental leave last time she had a baby. Yeah, see?

Yeah, you're being totally sexist. He is an independent contractor, so if he

wants parental leave, it's got nothing to do with me.

That's harsh. It's how it works. Not around here. Not with a man, love.

Look, either Munter gets paid parental leave or we're on strike.

What are you gonna say about that? Hey what I've got to say about that is get

the fuck out of my room until you come No, no, you don't tell us what to do.

anymore So we have to stay here we'll leave because we decide to when

we decide to and we're defying that It's unanimous

He's so cute nothing way like a little heat shock

Yeah. I'm sorry I was late. I had a bunch of paperwork to do.

Oh, that's cool. So make her any cheese in the oven.

Oh, I might have a bath first.

Sure. You really are the best.

Where are you going all dressed up?

Funny as you are, Ted.

My wife's off out whoring.

Oh, it's a business dinner.

You're a man of the world, Ted.

If you paid $1 ,000 for a hookah, would you want a root out of it? I'd want

several.

You wouldn't settle for dinner in a chit -chat?

I like a good chin, mate.

Then I like my knobs up. Well, my wife is confident that service won't be

required. If you think you're going to change my mind, you're wrong.

Come on, Loretta. See you.

Bye.

You must be Damien.

Thank you.

Where's Susan?

Susan can't be here tonight. Her mother died.

Oh, my God.

I knew she wasn't well, but... Is she OK?

No, she's dead.

I meant Susan.

Oh, um, she's bearing up best she can, you know.

But tonight, I will be your girlfriend.

And you are?

I'm Pascal.

Huh?

Things you girls come up with.

So, how was your day?

Oh, not that great, actually. You usually have a great day.

And then you ask me about my day?

It's money up front, isn't it?

Well, we usually take care of that later, but...

So,

now you ask, how was my day?

What do you do again?

I own a plumbing supply business.

You're meant to know that.

And it's pretty interesting, and you've always thought so.

Do you have staff?

Of course. Do you ever want to kill them?

No. I like my staff.

And I want to talk about me, not my staff.

Hmm.

I might have the crayfish.

So your daughter's asleep in bed, and your wife's out rooting some other

Not rooting.

She's pretending to root.

How does that work?

Extended foreplay with no follow -through.

That's her plan.

And you'll let her do this?

That's Loretta.

She's fucking impossible.

At least when Rita was doing the dirty on me, she had the decency to do it

behind my back.

What am I meant to do? You show her what's what. That's the point.

What if she shags him to stick one up you?

Should I do that?

Yeah, pretty sure of yourself for a bloke sitting here with his dick in his

hands while his wife's out rooting some other fella.

Plumbing supplies isn't a glamorous industry, but it's recession -proof.

People always need running water and a system to take away their shit, right?

Oh, if you say so.

Am I boring you?

It's been a long day.

Well, I hope you're better in the sack than you are as a dinner companion.

Yeah, about that, Damien. What Susan usually does now, she goes to the loo.

she comes back, she hands me her knickers.

She likes me to feel her up on the car on the way back to my hotel. Okay,

not going to happen.

Not with this girl. That's what I paid for. No, you paid for the girlfriend

experience. And tonight's girlfriend experience is very authentic because

girlfriend has headaches.

It's not my problem.

Well, she also has her period.

I'm a businessman, sweetheart.

I don't pay a grand for a meal.

I pay for some companionship ending in fucking.

But you don't always do it.

It's just the way it is with Susan.

She's understanding.

But you've come in a bit light on the companionship deal.

And I will get the rest of it.

Um, I think there's been a slight misunderstanding here. Not from my end.

prepared to give you a partial refund.

Not partial. There's no happy ending. I want my money back.

Nice meeting you.

Listen, girly. Don't fucking girly me.

Just give him his money.

What are you doing here?

Are you here, boss?

Do you have a complaint, sir?

Yeah. She's a crap listener and she won't come across.

My apologies.

Pr... Susan will be back next month.

And your next evening with her will be on the house.

I appreciate that.

I'll get the bill as well.

I didn't need you.

I did not need you. Didn't look that way to me. I was dealing with it. You're on

your way to being raped.

In the middle of a restaurant.

What about the car park, Loretta?

The guy expected a result. He paid for it and fair enough.

Are you defending it?

You so do not get it.

This business you're in. Why are you so fucking complicated about it? It's about

needs, Loretta.

Human needs. Something you clearly do not understand.

See, you treat your girls like shit, you treat your clients like shit, which is

why you're making complete hash of this. And I sure don't need a fucking leech

or something else. We're not allowed to tell you you're screwing up. I'm getting

that. Don't worry.

I have to help you.

We are married.

And I married you because God helped me. I love you. But that means nothing to

you. You can shove your emotional blackmail up your ass, too. Fine. You

what? Fuck you.

I won't bore you any further.

Back from work.

Filling in for Wayne, because I have to.

At this time in the morning?

Security is 24 -7, Loretta.

So you weren't out screwing some random loser?

No, that's not who I am.

What are you doing?

Nothing. You must have done something really bad to be on the couch.

No, I chose to be here.

Is your marriage on the rocks again? Do you want to talk about it? Fuck off,

Pascale.

Follow Shaw about this?

We're on strike for you, our man brother.

You deserve that day away you never got yesterday.

Now about the strike. This is men.

Yeah, men standing firm together against the man.

Oh, Loretta. You've stopped work.

It's okay, you'll see.

Okay, mother milk on the bench.

Casey expressed all that.

Yep, she's getting real good at expressing herself.

True that.

Okay, you fellas know the drill?

Follow us going to Microwave and don't forget to check for hot spots all over

it. Fear not. We are the boys who have got your back.

You need this.

Go.

Come on, go.

Reconnect with yourself.

Get your hair done or whatever.

My sister likes to get a pedicure.

What kind of man is he?

Breakfast of champions, this.

Yeah, you tried it.

Long time ago.

I don't remember.

I never knew.

I was a formula baby.

Kind of wonder what the real deal tastes like. For some reason I want to say

salty.

Heya boss lady, we're not talking to you today.

Salty, you reckon?

Aaron, I have already had the angry poof of McLaren Park on the phone, so if you

do not get around there, I will hunt you down and castrate the both of you, and

you better not be ducking my calls.

You'd like to comment on that, would you? Go on, give her one.

Jane's better if I'm taking her to crash.

I can pick her up.

I can pick her up? Let her do it. Make a woman out of her.

Grandma, shut up. I can pick her up.

Go and kiss your daughter goodbye.

Bye.

What are you doing here?

I'm just checking to see that at least one tall guy isn't on strike.

My life's fucked enough already without not earning money.

Good on you, then.

Not that I don't agree with them, but it would be heaps better if the Gooch and

Aaron were here, because they are way better at this.

What they're doing to you is so terrible.

Kind of. And Munter, too.

It's pretty unfair.

Well, he does have it pretty sweet being at home all day with his baby. Yeah,

totally.

No, no, no. You don't do this. Do what?

Split me and Manta, even if he does kind of owe me at the moment.

Van, he is being a lazy shit.

No, Manta and I did not start the tall guy so that he could get ripped off.

How is it a rip -off if he's not doing any work and Aaron and the Gooch aren't

doing any work? You're not going to break me.

Okay, fine.

Give me your phone.

Why? Just give it to me. No, you're just going to use it for your evil shit.

Oh,

say you're an evil bitch.

Van, my brother.

Aaron, you listen to me. If you do not get your ass over here and help to

finish... Fuck.

She got to Van.

Van's strong.

He can go the distance.

They're kind of bruised.

Where are they?

Well, how would I know? That matters.

I wouldn't even tell you if they were still there.

No, but they were there. I wasn't even there this morning.

How long do you reckon we'll be on strike?

It's all the redicades then, or as long as they take it.

I'm still paying off my new bagpipe, so it'd be good if... Hello?

Are you seeing what I'm seeing?

Do you know what hot guys with babies are to chicks like that?

Will you play our cards right here?

We could do very nicely.

Two white guys with a brown baby.

Won't they think we're, like, you know, gays who have adopted?

Why would they think that?

Hey, ladies.

I'm Aaron. This is little baby Hemi. And this is my partner, the Gooch.

I know I shouldn't, but I just love it when the little boy races cry when you

repo the car.

What is Munter doing here?

What are you doing here?

Eating. Have you lost our son?

No. Where is he?

At home.

With who?

Aaron in the gooch.

Oh, God!

Okay, I know it sounds bad, but...

Who's going to kill you?

Casey, shouldn't you be aware?

Who are these people?

These are the girls from the park.

This is Tracy, Stacy, and Donna.

Oh, hey, Munt. How was freedom?

Girls, this is Manta we were telling you about. Hi, Manta.

Hi there.

They think you're a legend.

You, not so much.

Where's my son?

Asleep, after his big day out at the park.

They decided to invite all these fucking strangers back to my house. But the

ladies are cool. They're a coffee group.

Shit, even though they did think we were gay.

But we soon got over that.

Oh, oh, and next week, we're all going to Tracy's house.

Actually, it's good you're here. Supplies are running low.

No, I've got heaps.

He's a thirsty wee man.

I've sterilised the pump.

Two.

Count them. Two solo mothers. I think even the Gooch is in with a shot.

All my slackers in one place. Excellent.

Hey, you can't come in here.

I can.

Or we could take this outside.

Have you come to negotiate?

Only if I negotiate. You mean me telling you that if you don't get back to work,

I will fire your arses.

You can't fire them. Yes, I can.

So from now on, none of you have jobs.

How is that support?

What is it, Angel?

You have to come here right now.

Oh, please don't tell me that your mother's dead too.

No, not my mother.

It's a bit worse than that.

I'll put you down some bookies.

Get back to those breastfeeding ladies. Yeah.

What the fuck did you do? Nothing.

The usual.

Do they usually end up dead?

It's never happened to me before.

Look, the woman who was behind me pumping away and then he started making

these weird noises. I just thought he was going to shoot us load.

And then there was this groan and he suddenly stopped moving. And we'll talk

about a dead weight.

Took me ages to get him off.

Off on top of me, that is. But then that driver you got me just took off. Did

you call an ambulance?

He's dead.

Had a heart attack. What's the point? The cops there? No cops.

Angel, there is a dead guy here. No cops.

I have my reason and you better fucking respect that or I ain't coming back.

Now do your job and sort it.

You're the one from the crime family. We're still shit. We're not the fucking

Sopranos. Your management's your problem.

Why?

Um, okay, fine. We'll, um, take him outside and dump him and... I mean that.

My DNA is all over him. Use the clue.

We'll just...

You'd better not...

I use the fucking...

Hayden, it's me.

I need your help.

Oh, is that right?

Yeah, I'm serious.

I don't know what to do.

Looked around the lounge shell and I wanted it to be me, you know, with my

flopped out and doing all that my baby is cuter than your baby shit.

Because, you know, Hemi would so win. No, you so don't want to do that. Yes, I

do. No, that is just the breathing hormone talking.

You love your job.

Yeah, I know. And it makes more financial sense that you're the one out

on it. I know, I know, I know, I know.

It hurts not being with my boy.

I know, but you're doing good.

All I am to him is a milk tanker.

You ever seen a DPI before?

I mean, it's bound to happen.

I just pulled the trigger.

Who was that?

Me.

This is Dana. She's to wait for Dad.

You owe $500.

Hey, Angel.

Please tell me you know what you're doing. Why do I owe her $500?

Because she is a top woman that's doing you a favour.

Angel was never here, right?

He was Dana's client, so she called the cops.

Look, I need you to tell Dana everything, all right? So she can answer

questions. Sure.

She's all right about doing this?

Dana's had at least three guys die on her.

Under her, in her... Or...

Shit, you are a dangerous woman.

I'll drop Angel off home when we're done here, all right? So, um, we can go.

Where'd you pick him up?

Was he a regular?

Uh, no, no.

Occasionally.

We met here.

We had drinks and then we got into the business.

He was being from behind and then... Oh, look, it's the boss.

Drinking with all her friends.

Piss off, I'm not in the mood.

You shut it, Aaron.

But we all want the same thing, right?

Yeah, but we don't want to be fired, not because of me. But we don't want to

look weak in front of her.

Yeah, but we can't stand my house forever with no job. What do you want?

To negotiate. What will make you shut up and go away? Because that is what I

want.

Okay, but only if you do right by your loyal staff member, Manta. And you

totally not fire these guys and maybe get them to go back to work. But on

conditions.

What if I put him on some sort of retainer? Would that do it?

Enough to make him feel valued? In.

Buy weed.

Okay, fine. All right, done. As long as you guys go back to work. But what about

Munter? I'll cope, okay? Really.

No, what about Munter? Aaron, you've just won, all right?

And you'd better help Van, too, before he kills himself or we all end up in

court. All over it.

See?

You can be a nice, kind boss when you want. You caught me in a weak moment,

that's all.

Oh, yeah.

Rocking. Power to the workers.

Yeah? Power to the mothers.

Power to the fathers, power to the mother and the fathers. Oh, yeah.

Sorry about the mess.

It's okay.

Man, those mother chicks talk a load of shit.

We've forgotten about how clever their kids are and stuff. Yeah, well, I forgot

to tell if I had the time.

Yeah, but only because he means the way smarter.

Mum, do you want a swap?

You work, me stay here.

Do you want to?

Sometimes. Me too.

It just makes sense this way.

It just takes a bit of getting used to.

I reckon.

Just one thing.

Are you kidding?

No, a little fellow's going through it like there's no tomorrow.

Must be a great spook.

I guess we could multitask.

Kinky.

Thank you.

You know, you're just new to the game.

You're going to get it. I don't get it.

I don't get any of it.

So... Any suggestions that

you might have would be gratefully accepted.

Gratefully?

Well, accepted.

You sure?

Suggestions, though, not chit -chat. Okay, okay.

Look, prostitutes are like livestock.

Oh, think that out.

But if you keep all that livestock in one place, you've solved so many of your

problems.

Transport, accommodation, security.

Are you suggesting that we open a brothel?

Well, it is a concept that's worked for thousands of years.

And what do you mean, we?

Well, you do have a proud family tradition.

And we are family. Yes, we are.

And you don't have a house to burn down.

Okay, okay.

So, I'll run the books and you run the girls?

Yeah, that could work.

And then we could work on some of that stuff that freaks you out.

Well, I don't think we have any salami, but I'm pretty sure there's a cucumber

in the fridge.

Pass.

They say you got his heart, you got his mind too. If you're gonna think you can,

they better say what you do. And it's a strange... Okay, I'll get pies, but then

we are starting work, got it?

Sweet.

But you're gonna drag me down.

And I'm gonna drag you along. Shall we?

And it's a strange way to show...

Breakfast of champions.

Not even salty.

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