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Where is the little maggot?

Why don't you ask Miss Ida Pender?

You're mad.

You're mad too.

You're a good woman, Mrs. Taylor,

and he doesn't deserve your loyalty.

Good day, Mr. Bruce.

Don't tell me you've forgotten old Richard Buckley.

Angus Murray sent me.

I want some words.

He did favors for you, did he?

Eh.

If you could end it for the bloke

who gives us a happy ending,

This is from the brothers Whiting!

I wanna start back pulling jobs.

Firstly, I've got a little pain in me leg

that I want to go away.

Mate.

Mate, looking good, Gus.

You're a prince as always.

Hey,

God has smiled upon me.

God has, has he?

Yeah, the grand architect no less.

I'm now gainfully employed as clerk to the chief warden.

I've got my own cell, access to the library.

Well, it seems I'm not gonna be

star of the screen anymore.

It's all turned to shit

for some reasons that fucking defy logic.

Sorry to hear that.

So I'm back to doing what I do best.

Got an idea to pull a couple of high end jobs.

Power to you.

You're on the team, Gus.

I'm in jail.

Not for much longer, mate.

We're gonna bust you out.

Ah, now, Les, look.

I'm in a great place, mate.

The next five years will be like a holiday for me.

It wasn't God who got you that job, mate.

It was me.

Oh,

and mate, you're working for the chief warden.

Surely the least they can give you

is a nice new pair of shoes, right?

You take care of yourself, Gus.

Oh, God.

It would take over a week

working through the night

for Angus Murray to cut his way to freedom.

Oh, good girl.

Oh, we have a precious girl here.

Yes, here she is.

Here she is.

Yeah.

Beautiful little Lesley.

This will bring him back.

He loves his girls.

It's a baby girl.

Good news.

Her name's Lesley.

You go tell him.

Where the fuck have you been?

Yeah, Les said five on the knuckle.

Lorna's had a girl.

Oh, really?

Who's the father?

Well, she's calling her Lesley, so I guess-

Gus is ready.

Tonight's the night.

Let's go.

Les, you've got a daughter.

I said let's fucking go.

Did someone die and make you head clam?

I will go when I want to go!

Ooh.

Clock's ticking, Tank.

See you at the party

♪ He voted once for whiskey and once ♪

♪ Won't let him be ♪

♪ Muddy red river wanted ♪

♪ Took his sand and set him free ♪

♪ Ooh, set him free ♪

♪ Do what you gotta do ♪

It's a jungle out there.

It's a jungle out there.

Henry.

There we are.

I need a top-up, come on.

♪ Ah ♪

♪ Shim sham, honey ♪

♪ Whoo, whoo ♪

♪ Shim sham honey, honey ♪

♪ Whoo, whoo ♪

♪ Shim sham honey, honey, whoo ♪

♪ What goes around comes around ♪

I wanna make a toast.

To friendship, all right?

'Cause friends are the most important things you can have.

Mm.

Right, in good times and in bad.

And Gus, I am your friend, and I think that makes you

just about the luckiest bastard alive!

So get down and kiss my feet.

No, no, no.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

♪ I understand completely now ♪

♪ Love is deaf ♪

♪ Shim sham honey ♪

Charlie, let's get a photo.

No, hang on.

Hey, Dick, just wait.

I want the original Bourke Street Rats.

Smile at the birdy.

♪ What goes around comes around ♪

What's going on here?

Eh?

You are about to go to fucking heaven.

♪ Shim sham honey, honey ♪

♪ Whoo ♪

♪ What goes around comes around ♪

How much is she costing me?

Well, you said you wanted the best.

♪ A tune about how someday I'd find true love ♪

♪ Du du du ru ru du ♪

♪ You are too perfect ♪

♪ Ba ba ba ba ba ba ♪

♪ Just like a spider ♪

♪ Ba ba ba ba ba ba ♪

♪ The more that I confided, the more your net widened ♪

♪ Who'd a known I'd fallen for a backslider ♪

Oi, not in front of the kids.

It's not ladylike.

Well, if you want them here, they better get used to it.

What's a man to do?

Hey, show Gus his digs.

Oh.

Just like old times.

Yeah.

Good times.

It's all in the past now, Richard.

It doesn't have to be, not to my way of thinking.

I protect you, remember?

I settled my debt with you.

What happened there stays there.

Oh, I see.

So you think just because you're out,

they're not gonna pass you around?

What do you think this is?

You know, the only difference between those people

and everyone else is that they smile while they fuck you.

They're my friends out there.

They just broke me out.

Now alls I have to do is cause one scene and you're gone.

So go on, old mate, give it a crack.

Let's see how long you last.

We'll see about that.

Hey, I feel for poor Ida

surrounded by all of us awful fellows.

Perhaps I should find some other accommodation.

Fuck off!

This is my house, and I like having me mates around me.

Now, Hawthorne branch of the Commercial Bank.

It's on Burwood Road,

and the manager there is a bloke named Berriman.

And every Monday at 11 o'clock on the dot,

he does a run into head office

with all the surplus notes and the mutes.

What are mutes?

Mutilated notes.

They go to treasury for destruction.

You can set your watch by this bloke.

11 o'clock, he leaves the branch.

11:13, he's on the train to the city,

and he carries the money in a brown case.

How much are we talking?

Oh, I don't know exactly.

Who the fuck ate all the eggs?

Oh.

Oh, shit!

But he's the manager, and he does the run himself,

so it's more than he trusts anybody else with.

You sure you got the balls for this, Angus?

If not, tell me now.

You and Dick, you gotta get him

before he gets to the station.

Mr. Berriman.

Arthur will come to you soon with a big idea.

Tank's gonna have the car waiting for you on Burwood Road.

I take it you guys are armed.

Maybe.

But you'll be on him so quick,

you won't have time to go for it.

You have a good day.

He's a soft target.

I can take that for you.

Bastard!

I said give me the case!

I said give me the case.

Why did you shoot him?

That's how it's done.

Oh.

So it went well.

The bank manager was shot.

The fuck wouldn't hand it over.

Angus wasn't up to taking it from him, so I-

If you'd stepped in and helped,

there would have been no need to shoot him.

But did you kill him or what?

Who cares?

We got the money.

It brings attention we don't need, Dick.

Look, I did what had to be done because he couldn't do it.

Well, there's an incinerator out the back.

Go burn your clothes, and that.

And then I want you to piss off for a few days, Dick.

I can't work with him.

You brought him here, Gus.

Remember that.

There is no way Dick would have needed to shoot.

You weren't there.

Morning.

Afternoon.

God, you look awful.

Yeah, I was sick in the chamber pot.

Do you know if we've got any aspir?

I don't know.

Go check in the bathroom.

Get a plate of the right of way down to Burwood Road.

Make sure we get a view from the platform.

Thank you.

Afternoon, Fred.

I thought Brophy had this one.

Oh, that's right.

I'm just here to make him uncomfortable.

There you are, you slick bugger.

What took you so long?

Well, I had to catch the tram

as my Monday car was otherwise mysteriously engaged.

You don't expect me to catch public transport, do you?

Was the bank manager able to make a statement?

Thorough descriptions of two men.

We have a shopkeeper on Burwood Road

says that he saw two men getting into a Hudson.

Who do we know that drives a Hudson?

Taylor.

Hmm.

Seems you've been getting friendly with Taylor's wife.

I've heard it about, not very much of it kind.

Not from me, Jim.

Whatever's been said in that regard

is completely without foundation.

Good thing too.

Reputation's everything.

Advice you'd well to follow, Mr. Brophy.

Calm down, gentlemen.

I was gonna congratulate you

on cultivating the relationship.

Estranged they may be,

but it offers as a weak point to exploit.

And that's the aim of the relationship, isn't it?

Of course.

After you.

Mrs. Taylor, you're looking less pregnant

than when I saw you last.

Yes.

The baby's come.

That's very good news.

My wife's a knitter.

She wanted you to have this.

Thank your wife for me.

She thought cream would be a safe bet

not knowing if it was a boy or a girl.

A girl.

That's wonderful.

Mrs. Taylor, any chance you might know

where I could find your husband?

A little matter I need to discuss with him.

No, and I don't know where he keeps himself these days.

Sure, sure.

Sweetheart, little Lesley's ready for a feed now.

Hello, Mrs. Taylor.

This is the little one, is it?

Yes, it's Lesley.

Oh, hi.

After her father, goodness.

Well, it's just as good for a girl.

And who are you?

James Bruce.

Policeman.

She's a lovely looking girl.

Thank you.

Best to you.

Are these from him?

His wife made them.

Don't mistake that for kindness.

He wants something.

At least he's interested.

While the good citizens of Melbourne

spent their day of rest at church,

Squizzy made the most of the empty streets,

breaking into a major city bank

all for the purposes of revenge.

You know it's not real.

It's just for show.

I know that.

The cops are gonna ask you who you saw,

and I need you to describe these two ugly pricks,

Ted and Bunny Whiting.

And they'll put you in front of 'em

and you need to say, "Yes, constable.

I could never forget those faces," 'cause if you don't,

I will make sure you die choking on your cock.

If you have any doubts, and I know you will,

you just think of your being shoved

down the back of your throat.

You'll know what to do.

You know what?

Here's a little extra for being Lord's day.

Solid bloody lead.

Yeah.

For once, I wish Buckley was here.

Well, I can't help that he doesn't work Sundays.

You know what?

I gotta make a quick phone call

and then I say we take the day.

I'm gonna enjoy shoving it up those Whitings.

They put lead in me, I put lead in them.

Ah, the symmetry of it.

Oh, sun, the sun.

Still going on about that shooting robbery.

Yeah, impeccable planning and a real professional job.

I mean, that's pretty accurate.

That poor bank manager.

Hardly would have made the papers

if the bugger didn't get shot.

I reckon we should send Buckley on his way.

He's not worth the trouble.

Hear, hear.

No, no, no.

Buckley's staying with us, all right?

He's got his faults, but he's the best enforcer in town,

and he's better in our tent than anyone else's.

What are you doing?

What does it look like?

You boys talking shop bores me silly.

Ah, yep, I quite like the sound of that.

♪ She sat beside me with her hands covered in mud ♪

♪ She had a hook, her line, her bamboo rod ♪

Come on!

Ah!

♪ She started fishing ♪

♪ She started fishing in my pond ♪

♪ This baby was so fine ♪

♪ She hooked my heart, man ♪

Come on, Tank!

♪ She hooked my heart, she hooked it good ♪

♪ Oh, and left me out to dry ♪

♪ I say true love is hard to find ♪

♪ I sing blues and rock time after time ♪

Do you ever think about June?

Hmm?

Your little girl.

What are you asking me that for?

Because she's a part of who you are.

I bet you must think about her all the time.

Did you enjoy being a dad?

If this is you saying you wanna have kids,

I'm gonna start wearing double layer frangers.

It's not happening.

I didn't say that.

Well, what are you saying?

Well, I don't know.

I just, there's some things about you

I'd quite like to know.

Well, what?

Why?

Because I'm interested.

Is that so fucked up?

I was a great dad, and I miss my dead daughter.

Add that to the list of shit you know about me.

I was just asking.

Well, I don't wanna to talk about it.

It's shit.

Armed police.

Don't anybody try to-

Stay there!

Leslie Taylor, Ida Pender, you're under arrest.

What?

What the hell for?

Harboring a fugitive for one

and a little matter of a robbery in Hawthorne.

Well, well, well, what do we have here?

Gotta be one Angus Murray by the looks of it.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Up you get.

Are you joking me?

Come on, you!

Hey, let me get me fucking clothes on.

You can get dressed outside.

Miss Pender, I'll allow you some privacy to get dressed.

We'll be waiting in the hallway.

Everything's gonna be all right, Gus.

What are you on about?

We're getting bailed any minute now, Ida.

Yeah, I know.

Hey, it's a good thing

that bank manager didn't cark it.

Otherwise, you'd be royally fucked.

Yeah, quite a boon there.

Jesus.

Ida, stop it, come on.

We're gonna be fine.

I'm having a baby.

Ah, um, congratulations.

Well done to you both.

Ida, my darling, if I may be so bold,

I think Les will make an excellent father.

In jail?

We're both gonna be in bloody jail!

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

I'm gonna get us out of here, sweetheart.

And of course, you didn't know I was on the run,

so they couldn't possibly get you for harboring a fugitive.

Right, see?

Did you hear what...

We didn't know.

We just took in an old friend, right?

We didn't know he'd just escaped prison.

Yeah.

Silly me, I should have said something.

Should have said what, Murray?

Time for a chat, Taylor.

Miss Pender, you're coming with us.

What are you talking to her for?

Let's go.

Hang on, hang on.

You go easy on her.

She's in the family way.

Really?

Oi, get your hands off her!

Hey, Ida, we're good, all right?

Talk to you later, Taylor.

Les had been out and he brought Angus back with him.

They ran into each other at the pub, I think.

So Murray just turned up on your doorstep.

Yeah, Tuesday afternoon.

I was home with a head cold.

Can I get a smoke?

Nah.

I'd just taken a tea cake out of the oven,

so we all sat down together and ate that.

How about your lady friend, was she with you?

Out.

Dress shopping.

I had no idea he was a criminal.

Seems to be all she does, spend me money.

Your fortune's changing, Taylor.

They always do with you lot.

Oh, well, lucky for me,

I've got a guardian angel looking over me shoulder.

Well, it wasn't a guardian angel

looking over your back fence

when Murray and Dick Buckley were burning their suits

and the good bank manager's case.

Well, someone needs their eyes checked.

You're having a baby.

Yes, I am.

Beautiful thing, children.

I got three myself, all girls.

Your Mr. Taylor, he already has a little one, doesn't he?

With his wife.

No, he had a baby girl.

She died.

Oh, no, no, not that one.

His wife just gave birth, another girl,

calling her Lesley of all things.

Wouldn't be more than two weeks ago.

He must have been a very busy boy that time on the run.

Squizzy and Ida were bailed

on the charge of harboring fugitive Angus Murray,

with Squizzy carrying the additional charge

of accessory to the robbery and attempted murder

of bank manager Thomas Berriman.

Has Buckley raised his head yet?

He's up in the tower.

Oh, tell him to stay there.

Mm-hmm.

You didn't mention you had another kid.

Mr. Bruce told me.

How's that any of his business?

When were you gonna say something?

Well, what difference does that make?

I'm not with Lorna anymore.

Because you were fucking her when you were fucking me.

She's still my wife.

You're with me now!

Oh, Ida, please.

Calm down, all right.

That's all behind me.

Oh, it's as easy as that, is it?

Just fuck off.

When you've calmed down, we'll talk.

♪ On a mountain ♪

♪ By a fallen tree ♪

♪ I count my blessings ♪

♪ Lightning barely missed me ♪

♪ And my home is still ♪

♪ Far, far away ♪

♪ So I must wait till day to row away ♪

♪ On my jacket ♪

♪ An embroidered tree ♪

♪ Just like the one that ♪

He wants his sunrise, and you'll hang for this.

♪ But jackets can catch fire like wood ♪

Detective Piggott was right.

Bank manager Berriman died

just before dawn the following day.

♪ So goddamn cold ♪

Harboring.

We'll argue you weren't aware Angus Murray was a fugitive.

The fact that Ida and your statements contradict each other

will be a bit of a problem but-

She's up the duff.

Her memory's fuzzy.

Excellent.

Accessory to robbery and murder.

To some degree,

that depends on how I fare with Murray's case,

but we'll see how we go.

You're representing him?

Yes.

I asked him to.

Huh.

Yip-di-doo.

I don't know how deep his pockets are though.

You might be doing it gratis.

You want me to foot the bill.

I can't even afford this fucking meself.

I'll put in.

Oh, with what?

You're gonna sell your fucking clock collection?

If I have to, yes.

Huh.

Henry?

Well, it's not really my problem, mate.

Nah.

All the Eugenes in the world

couldn't get him off, all right?

It's just good money for bad.

All right, just like that, you're gonna ditch him.

Come on, Tank.

Walk away.

Don't be surprised if he gigs you.

He wouldn't.

Why wouldn't he, huh?

What he's looking at?

Good one, Tank.

Appeal to his self-interest.

Oh, fuck off, Henry.

What, am I expected to pay for Buckley when they get him?

If they get him.

♪ Men of Harlech in the hollow ♪

♪ Do you hear the- ♪

Shut up, Gorman.

Hey.

God, Ides, not even a pig lies in its own sick.

You were trying to kill her.

Yeah.

Why?

Because you don't want it.

What do you want?

You.

And you don't want anything to stand in your way.

Don't kill her.

I wanna be the one to do it.

Nah.

It's my mess.

Hey, Les.

It's a good choice coming here, Rich,

a nice place to disappear.

You all right, Rich?

No.

Oh, fuck.

Who the hell is that?

Nobody.

He stopped breathing.

Who else did you bring here?

Only him, but I...

I couldn't let him leave, could I?

This never happened.

There's a steamer leaving for Sydney tonight.

You're gonna be on it.

Yeah.

But you're never coming back

'cause if you set foot in Melbourne again,

I'm gonna make it known far and wide who you are.

And clean up your mess.

All I wanted were the old days back,

just the three of us again.

But instead, we're down here

digging holes for dead bum boys.

Yeah, life can be funny that way.

You're not wrong.

Hurry up, Rich.

You're gonna miss your boat.

Gus isn't getting off, is he?

Not a chance.

Even if he does, he's stuffed anyway.

Between hard labor

and what the Whitings will have in store for him,

he's better off hanging.

Well then, let's bust him out then.

It's cheaper than forking out all that money

to Eugene Gorman.

Yeah, stuff of legends busting him out twice.

Angus Murray, snatched from the hangman's noose.

Now, that is a headline.

Could be done.

What?

Nothing.

This is Gleeson.

G'day, Mr. Taylor.

Now, I've talked Johno through it.

It sounds very interesting.

It's a great honor.

Right, well, let's get some beers.

I've got Johno doing Murray's section on Sundays.

Yeah, you've really done your homework.

It's a good plan.

- How good- - Hey, Squizzy!

You're Squizzy Taylor!

Look, after it's all gone down,

there's gonna be a lot of pressure on you fellas,

a lot of questions asked.

You can handle that?

- Yeah. - Hey, Squizzy!

Excuse me.

Say that one more time.

Everything all right?

It's fine.

Why don't you finish up and fuck off somewhere else?

Les.

I don't mean to interrupt your business, Leslie,

but you have a wife and baby that needs you.

Rosie.

Don't disobey your mum, little man.

What did I tell you?

Maybe I'll take mumsy out back and give her one.

That's my mother.

Come on.

Such an awful man to say such a thing.

I know.

You are a father now.

You be one.

And best you stay away from places like this.

It's a bad element.

Oh, is he dying?

He's all right.

We gotta go.

He's not good, mate.

Here, let me.

My little sweetheart of sweethearts.

Did you see, Les?

Oh, yes, he promised to come.

When?

Well, soon.

His job at the track, new responsibilities.

He's been very busy, yes.

He's very important there now.

He said that?

A month after his daughter's birth?

He's not coming.

Rosie.

Yes, dear.

He's not coming.

Yes, he knows his responsibilities.

But he's putting us on the street.

He wouldn't do that.

He's selling it from under us.

Come on, you saw the letter from the bank.

You know, Lorna, something to consider,

a little less salt, a little more sugar

and you might see more of him.

Leave.

Go.

Squizzy was arrested

as a conspirator in the attempted breakout.

In predictable fashion, he would make bail,

but he was now fighting

a mounting avalanche of legal troubles

that threatened to swallow him whole.

As for Angus Murray,

his case reached its inevitable conclusion.

In sentencing, it is the determination of this court

that you be hanged by the neck until you are dead.

Oh, well.

You did your best.

I'll always be grateful for that.

It should be that Buckley going.

Yeah.

Well, if you ever see him, punch him in the nose for me.

Yeah, I'll do more than that.

Now, I haven't got much in the way of possessions,

but I want you to have all my books.

You have to read 'em though.

Every word.

I'll even keep a dictionary handy for the big ones.

That'd mean a lot to me.

You've been a good friend.

You too.

I'm so scared, Albert.

You should leave some room for the baby.

Do you thinks I'm fat?

You haven't been in to see Gus.

Hello, Tank.

He went and saw him.

Is that what he told you, did he?

I did everything I could for him.

Only to save your own skin.

It wasn't out of friendship or generosity.

I'll go see him.

They're hanging him tomorrow.

I would have followed you anywhere, Les.

Anywhere.

But you don't give a fuck about anyone but yourself.

You are shit.

Don't come looking for me now.

Tank.

Tank!

You said you went and saw him.

Hello, Lorna.

Hello.

Where is she?

Wait here.

♪ I am wasted, losing time ♪

You'll never know her.

And I'll make sure she never knows you.

I won't let you ruin her

like you do with everything you touch.

You should be happy.

You're free.

♪ I want him but we're not right ♪

♪ In the darkness, I will meet my creators ♪

♪ And they will all agree that I'm a suffocator ♪

I've never done anything in my life

to justify the extreme penalty being passed on me.

I've forgiven all who have acted against me,

and I hope all I have injured will try and forgive me.

♪ Where all my layers can become reeds ♪

♪ All my limbs can become trees ♪

♪ All my children can become me ♪

♪ What a mess I'll leave ♪

♪ To follow ♪

♪ In the darkness, I will meet my creators ♪

♪ And they will all agree that I'm a suffocator ♪

♪ Suffocator ♪

♪ Oh, love ♪

♪ I'm sorry if I smothered you ♪

It's a jungle out there.

It's a jungle out there.

It's a jungle out there.