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-Guys, this is Suzie.

- Lucky tells me you guys have a band?

-We had a band. Some of us have to live in the real world.

-Toby's a project manager up north.

-He's away a lot, but it pays well.

- You need to come home.

-My mum's dying.

-You're a selfish fucking prick.

You said you'd take me to Kalgoorlie to see Mum.

-She took Gran's piano and I don't know where she is.

-Meg?

Listen...

Tobes.

-Is that a man bun?

-And what's with the...

-All my other clothes are covered in

camel blood and vomit.

Come on.

-OK.

Where are we...

I'm taking you to your mum's.

Brush your teeth. Quick sticks.

We've already missed two cars.

-OK.

Can you wait?

Hey, we're not leaving the piano here.

-No choice. -What?

-No. Don't.

OK look, Lucky, I'm sorry I crashed the ute.

-Doesn't matter.

-And I was a douche for leaving you out there

and I shouldn't have taken the piano,

but we can't leave it here.

-We have to. -No, no, no, no.

Lucky, look, I'm sorry, OK? But you can't do this.

It's your gran's piano. You have to take it to Perth.

-Why? -I don't fucking know why.

But that's the whole point, isn't it?

That's the whole point.

-Hi. -Hi. Where are you heading?

-Ah... Kalgoorlie.

-Ah we're camping at Norseman tonight.

-Norseman's perfect.

We love Norseman.

-Oh well, hop in. -Thank you.

-Come on. -No.

-Are you coming?

-Yeah. No we're coming.

Meg?

You have had two car accidents.

You have a fractured radius.

-OK, at least half of that is your fault.

Meg...

-Can you stop saying Meg like that.

-You sound fuckin' ridiculous. -I am responsible for you.

-No, you're not. -Yes, I am.

-Until I get you to your mum's house,

I am your guardian.

-Bullshit.

- So what's the verdict?

-We're coming. We're going.

Sorry about that.

Teenagers.

-Do you like the music?

-Fantastic.

-You're a liar.

I don't understand you.

-So, you're hitchhiking to Kalgoorlie?

-Perth actually. -Good way to meet people.

-A normal person would have booked a flight weeks ago.

A normal well-adjusted adult person

wouldn't have tried to drive a piano across the desert.

Would they?

- What's in Perth?

-My family. -Family's important.

-My mum's dying. -Oh, sorry.

-Quite soon. We think.

-We'll pray for her.

-That'd be perfect. Thank you.

Actually, could you plug my phone in to the...

-Of course. -Just out of batteries.

Thank you.

- Oh, do you like my beanie? I...

-Oh just turn... just turn the...

change the source.

-Input.

-On the radio. -The input--

- Just turn it off.

-Oh.

-Sorry.

Sorry.

-This is a mistake, Lucky.

You're making a huge mistake.

-Yeah, well, mistakes are kind of my thing.

-Yeah.

-Ah!

-Oh Jesus! What the fuck are you doing here?

-Put the hockey stick down!

-It's 2 o'clock in the fucking morning.

-Oh God. -What are you...

Why are you here?

-Well, I was out with the girls and I'm too pissed to drive home

and Toby's away, of course.

Except you're here. Why are you here?

-I broke up with Steph and she kicked me out of the flat.

-Oh, never liked her much anyway.

-No, me neither.

-God that tastes good.

Mm?

-You serious?

- Maybe we should hear from the back seat.

What do you do, Lucky?

-Not much.

-Let me guess.

Are you an artist of some sort?

-No.

-He just fucks up.

Yeah, he's a scrote sucking, try-hard, up himself...

- Ancient... -Alright.

-...nagging, full of himself, whinging, whining,

rolled gold bag of mistakes...

-And that's you... -Sorry.

-...dicks and mistakes. -Alright!

-Oh that Japanese tour.

We lost so much money.

And I had that a rash on my face

because I was allergic to the bath salts in the hotels.

And...and someone kept leaving the K off my tag.

So, I was called Lucy wherever I went.

-Maybe they don't have K in the Japanese language?

Oh, except karate and karaoke.

-Did Toby never tell you? -What?

-What...

He called ahead to make sure

that they spelled your name Lucy.

-Wow, I'm impressed.

-You're actually quite nice.

-It's not my natural state.

-No. Arrogant boy-man is your natural state.

-Only when I'm around you, 'cause I hate you.

-I don't hate you.

I mean, you ruined my life, but I don't hate you.

-OK.

-Let's do this, Lucky.

Let's do this.

-No, let's not do this.

Let's talk about... Perth real estate.

Wow, that bubble has to burst soon,

it can't possibly--

-No, no, no, no, no. I want to, Lucky. I want it all out.

-Now!

-OK.

Well who starts?

-Well, you're the one that introduced substance

to the conversation.

-OK.

You think I was the reason Toby left the band,

but...but but but, you need to know

that he'd made his decision way before I came along.

-It's an interesting angle.

Well, you want to blame me. I get it.

-I don't blame-- -But he was over it.

-Oh I see. So you don't blame me, but you hate me?

-I don't hate you.

I hate that you...

No.

I was going to say, I hate that you came along,

but I...

I like that you came.

I hate that I...

I hate that, I think, I actually think...

I'm never going to be able to have a proper relationship,

because I won't...

I can't imagine...

Meeting anyone that I love a half,

a tenth as much as I love...you.

And I can't say anything about it,

because you're my brother's wife.

Obviously shouldn't be saying it now.

I have successfully not said it for five years,

every fucking day for five years.

But then you had to go and ask

with your perfect fucking face, you had to ask.

Didn't ya?

You're so fucking beautiful.

-Shut your face.

- Cocklebiddy!

- Lucky?

- You got a few messages there champ.

-Told you, Cocklebiddy.

-Good time for a petrol and piddle stop.

-Can I please have my phone?

-I don't know what this means.

What the fuck does this mean?

Oh fuck. Can you stop the car, please?

Can you stop the car, can just pull the car over, please?

-Can you... - Can you stop the car?

- Just stop the fucking car! Stop the car!

-Lucky!

Lucky!

Stop!

Lucky?

Lucky?

-Lucky what's happened?

- I'm too late. Too late.

Oh fuck.

-Right.

-You've called Toby Flynn,

please leave a message.

-OK. OK. It's fine. It's fine.

- Hello? -Hi. Hi.

I'm Meg, you don't...you don't know me, but I'm with Lucky.

-OK, can you put him on? -Yeah.

He's here. You're on speaker.

- Lucky?

- Luck? -Lucky?

-It's Suzie.

-Yep.

Look, Jen's in a coma since yesterday afternoon.

-Her heartbeat is not great.

-She's not dead, Lucky.

- But, she's holding on for now.

She was asking for you before she went under.

- Are you there?

-Yeah. Yeah, no...um... yeah, he's here,

he's having like a meltdown or something.

She's not dead.

- When are you coming home?

- Lucky?

- We're off!

I hope you'll be OK.

-No, we're coming. -Sorry.

We're not going any further today.

-You said you were going to Norseman.

-We'll pray for you.

- Lucky, look, I hope you're on your way.

I... I've gotta go.

-Lucky. Get up.

OK. OK. It's fine.

This is fine.

Excuse me? Excuse me?

Hi, would you be able to give us a lift?

Please, we really need to get to Perth.

-I just haven't got the room. Sorry.

-Hi. Hi, excuse me.

Sorry...um...would you be able to give my dad and me a lift?

We really need to get to Perth and it's...

-I'm going east, sorry love.

-OK. OK.

OK, it's fine. It's fine.

It's gonna be fine.

Lucky!

Lucky!

- No.

Yeah, he pulled out.

Well, it doesn't matter. Just find someone.

-Excuse me. Sorry. -What?

Um...would you be able to give my dad and me a lift to Perth?

It's an emergency.

-Oh, is it?

Is that your dad then?

-Yeah...

he's just a bit upset.

-Yeah, I don't think so. -Please?

-Piss off now. -Please, his mum is dying.

-Oh, yep, heard that before.

- Bitch.

No!

No way! No! Hey stop! Stop! Stop!

Hey!

Stop!

Want a lift?

-Did you steal a car? -It's a truck and a horse float.

-Get in. -No, no, no.

-We can't steal a truck. - Oi!

-I already stole it, so... -Get out!

- Oi!

-Nobody is stopping for punchy penguin man right now.

You want to get to Perth, get in.

- Oi! You're dead arsehole!

-Oh my god. Drive, drive, drive.

-Oi arsehole!

Well, you're a fucking dead man!

Fuck!

-Who's Suzie? Is she your...

-My brother's wife.

-She seemed nice.

Is she...nice?

- Lucky?

Last night, did you just say that...

those things, to get me into bed?

Last night was...

It was a release.

I think I was...

I was obviously drunk.

Tobes is away all the time and I'm...

I've been lonely

and angry.

But I love him.

-Yep.

-We can just delete the whole night, can't we?

You can't honestly believe that you'll never meet someone.

You're just going to go back to being an arsehole?

-Well, if delete last night, I'm back to hating you, right?

-Lucky, come on.

-OK.

You tell me what to do and I'll do it.

-So this is how it's going to be?

- Lucky?

-I was kind of hoping there wasn't a horse in the back.

- Oh, it's a horse float what did you think

would be in the back?

There must be a reason that fate's delivered us

this horse float?

Oh...there's no such thing as fate, child.

Only nothingness.

Really?

Nothing means anything.

It's all just random nothing's just happening

like randomly.

But surely some things happen for a reason?

Ah, when a hay bale falls down a hill

and kills a guy from The Beatles or whatever,

it's just like maths, dude.

-You delivered us a horse float.

To be fair.

-Me. Fate. Same thing.

-Are you gonna say something?

Lucky, are you gonna tell him?

You could ruin everything--

-I'm not gonna destroy my family for a stupid fuck, Suze!

Make a big fucking drama of it.

Haven't you ever had a one-night stand?

Tip for beginners, this is where you fuck off.

- Norseman!

Norseman with a horse, man.

No? Nothing?

Took me three hours to come up with that.

-Did I fall asleep?

-A bit. You were like half asleep.

Like your eyes were open.

And you snored and groaned.

It was a bit gross actually.

What are you? Why are we turning off?

-I just need to pick something up.

-You need to pick something up? -Yeah, you'll see.

- Marco?

-Can I help you? -That's our ute.

-Is it? -What I just said. Yeah.

-Oh, show us your rego papers then.

-Hold on, is this even legal? -Shut up, Lucky.

-Are you allowed to just take people's cars?

-Finders keepers mate. Law of the jungle.

-I don't think that's the law-- -Lucky, just...

That's our piano, too.

-Three hundred bucks. -Whoa, hold on mate.

-This is my piano-- -Lucky! Can you just

Just...shut up.

OK.

What if you keep the ute and we'll take the piano?

-Meg, no.

-Or we could call the cops.

-Yeah, alright. Alright, got yourself a deal.

-Yeah.

-But you'll need to load it for us as well.

-I'm not loading-- -Marco!

- Yeah, I'll load it then.

It's alright.

Gotta get the...

forklift.

-Meg, you don't need to do this, it's your brother's ute.

-It's fine. Seriously.

I don't know.

It's just metal, isn't it?

Actually...

Just think, Lucky, tomorrow you'll be rid of me.

You'll be home in Perth with your mum

and your arsehole brother, the love of your life.

And I know what you're thinking, you're thinking,

Oh Meg, you're so wonderful.

What am I gonna do without you?

-Actually I was thinking...

- Oh Meg,

what am I going to do about the horse?

-Mate is this safe? -Yeah, he's seems calm.

He's just a horse.

So, Marco, you go untie it.

You hold that, so he has something...

like he'll know you're his friend.

- Stop... Stop him.

You idiot.

- Ah...

-Just shut up. Shut up.

-Whoo!

Oh, that was fantastic.

Come on, a photo.

Yeah, bring your guitar.

OK ready?

And smile...

One more.

Smile. Hold your guitar up.

And smile.

Beautiful.

Oh, I'm so proud of you.

-Lucky. Lucky, she's awake.

Whoo!

- OK.

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