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(UNSETTLING MUSIC)

GIRLS: See ya!

(CAR ENGINE STARTS)

WOMAN: Hey, love, do you want a lift?

GIRL: No, it's OK, I'm not far.

WOMAN: Don't be silly. You'll cook out there.

- GIRL: Are you sure? - WOMAN: Yeah. Jump in.

You'll have bloody sunstroke out there.

GIRL: Oh, I know, it's so hot.

- MAN: Stuff walking today. - GIRL: Thanks so much for this.

MAN: No worries.

- Netball? - GIRL: Yeah, I just had a game.

(UNSETTLING MUSIC)

(AEROPLANE ENGINE ROARS)

(DOG BAR KS DISTANTLY)

MAN: W... E... E... D.

(CHUCKLES)

Got any weed?

- Do you? - No! I told you Dave's in Bali.

Shit. I promised Shell.

Hey, I did that other thing for you, but.

What other thing?

- SONG: ♪ So I think... ♪ - GIRL: Hmm?

♪ I'll just act bored instead... ♪

(READS) "Compare the role of Atticus to Aunt Alexandra

"in the shaping of Scout's outlook.

"Essay by Vicki Maloney."

Come... Ohh!

♪ She makes me feel so weary... ♪

(KISSES AND PANTS)

♪ My heart is really on its knees... ♪

(PANTS)

- Ohh! (LAUGHS) - (GIGGLES)

Oh! Fuck.

- Dad will get suss. - (SIGHS)

Alright, later, gator. I'll see ya Sunday.

Right.

If you wanna be a total stud,

my next assignment is on 'Wuthering Heights'.

I'm just saying.

Tell your dad "happy birthday" from me.

Alright, see ya.

SONG: I Sends a permanent shiver

♪ Down my spine. ♪

(DOG BARKS, AEROPLANE ENGINE ROARS)

(UNSETTLING MUSIC)

(GIRL BREATHES RAGGEDLY)

(SNIFFS)

Hmm.

Hmm.

MAN ON TV: The exception is Ebenezer Scrooge.

(KETTLE WHISTLES)

(DOG BARKS)

(DOOR OPENS)

WOMAN: Hello, my darling! You miss Mummy? Come on.

- Come on in. - (DOOR CLOSES)

Come on in, Lou-Lou. Come on, Lou-Lou darling.

Yeah, sweets.

MAN ON TV: Merry Christmas, Uncle! God save you!

SCROOGE: (ON TV) Bah! Humbug!

NEPHEW: Christmas a humbug, Uncle?

You don't mean that, I'm sure.

SCROOGE: Oh, but I do. Merry Christmas?

What right have you to be merry? You're poor enough.

NEPHEW: Oh, come, then, what reason have you to be morose?

You're rich enough.

SCROOGE: Bah! Humbug!

Don't be cross, Uncle.

SCROOGE: Well, what else can I be? Out upon a merry Christmas.

If I could work my will,

every idiot who goes about with "Merry Christmas" on his lips

should be boiled in his own pudding and buried

with a stake of holly through his heart.

- Uncle! - WOMAN: Breakfast.

Keep Christmas in your own way and let me keep it in mine.

NEPHEW: Don't be angry, Uncle.

WOMAN: He swam there all the time

and conditions weren't rough.

Some people thought it was a shark.

Others thought murder, suicide.

Some of the crazier theories were that he was taken by a UFO

or picked up by a Chinese submarine.

People couldn't believe

that the prime minister could just disappear.

Go.

I've spoken to your mother. She's worried.

I know that it's hard, OK?

My parents divorced when I was 11.

Can I go now, miss?

Yeah.

(VICKI GASPS) Oh, my God!

(GIGGLES) Hi!

(CHOIR SINGS 'CAROL OF THE BELLS')

- Really? - Yeah.

Thanks, Dad.

(CHOIR SINGS) ♪ Filling the air ♪

♪ O how they pound Raising the sound ♪

♪ O'er hill and dale Telling their tale ♪

♪ Gloria in excelsis deo ♪

♪ Gloria, gloria ♪

♪ Hark how the bells ♪

♪ Christmas is here Bringing good cheer ♪

♪ To young and old Meek and the bold... ♪

(GIRL WHIMPERS)

♪ With joyful ring All caroling ♪

♪ One seems to hear words of good cheer ♪

♪ From everywhere Filling the air ♪

♪ O how they pound Raising the sound ♪

♪ O'er hill and dale Telling their tale ♪

♪ Gaily they ring while people sing ♪

♪ Songs of good cheer Christmas is here ♪

♪ Gaily they ring while people sing ♪

♪ Songs of good cheer Christmas is here ♪

♪ Gloria in excelsis deo ♪

♪ Gloria, gloria... ♪ (GIRL WHIMPERS)

♪ Hark how the bells all seem to say ♪

♪ Christmas is here Bringing good cheer ♪

♪ One seems to hear words of good cheer ♪

♪ From everywhere Filling the air ♪

♪ O how they pound Raising the sound ♪

♪ O'er hill and dale Telling their tale ♪

♪ Gaily they ring while people sing ♪

♪ Songs of good cheer Christmas is here ♪

♪ Gaily they ring while people sing ♪

♪ Songs of good cheer Christmas is here ♪

♪ Hark how the bells... ♪ (THUDDING)

(GIRL SCREAMS AND GROANS THROUGH GAG)

♪ One seems to hear words of good cheer ♪

♪ All seem to say... ♪ (MUFFLED CRIES CONTINUE)

♪ Gloria, gloria ♪

♪ Ding, dong, ding, dong... ♪

♪ That is their song. ♪

(GRUNTS)

(PLASTIC RUSTLES)

(DARK MUSIC)

(DOG BARKS)

(AEROPLANE ENGINE ROARS)

(DARK MUSIC CONTINUES)

(DOG YAPS)

Gizmo.

MAN: I just thought it'd be nice if we went out as a family.

WOMAN: We've been through this. It's not appropriate right now.

- I Need some space. - MAN: What space, Maggie?

I'm talking about one night out. Think about Vicki.

- She's got exams. - You think I don't know that?

- Trev, things have changed. - Do you need money?

- Do you need money? - I don't need your money.

I need you to respect my decision

and let me live the life that I want to live.

Thought you liked spag bol.

Hey, I got us, um, 'Grease' on video to watch.

I'm going to a part!!-

Oh. Planning on asking me?

Well, I'm just assuming you'll need a lift.

Dad gave me money for a taxi.

(SIGHS)

You know, I see you two nights a week.

(SCOFFS) Not my fault.

- Sweetheart... - What?

Anyway, how's your essay coming along?

Hmm? (SCOFFS)

(READS) "..Aunt Alexandra in the shaping of Scout's..."

MAGGIE: Yeah, I can read it myself.

So who wrote it?

Jay?

I mean, how can I let you go out, sweetheart,

when you do things like this?

You're not going. You can stay home.

Why are you trying so hard to ruin my life?

- You'll thank me later. - For what? Leaving Dad?

I'm trying to give you every opportunity that I can.

Oh, what, so I can become a strong,

independent woman like you?

(LOCKS noon)

(GIZMO WHINES REPEATEDLY)

(UNSETTLING MUSIC)

(CAR HORN HONKS)

(CAR ENGINE STARTS NEARBY)

(DOG BARKS)

(MAN SHOUTS INDISTINCTLY)

(OTHER MEN SHOUT)

MAN: Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo! Show us ya wizza!

- Ha ha! - (GLASS SHATTERS)

(HORN HONKS)

(GLASS CRACKLES UNDERFOOT)

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

WOMAN: Where you off to?

- Just a party. - Yeah?

Don't suppose you want something to smoke?

Do you a stick for a tenner.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

MAN: Oh, shit, no. Simmo must've got the last one.

You bloody idiot! Why didn't you bloody save one?

- Sorry. - Ah. No worries.

- Thanks, anyway. - WOMAN: We got more at home.

We're just one street that way.

- I should probably get going. - Yeah, alright, no worries.

Alright. Have a good night.

Sorry, do you know which way the highway is?

Yeah, are you, um, chasing a taxi?

Yep.

Yeah, if you just go straight for three streets.

- Yep. - Take a left.

Walk to the end of the road, you should find one there.

- Thank you. 'Bye. - Yeah, no worries.

Hey, are you sure? Bloody good stuff.

I mean, you're more than welcome to call a cab

from our place too if you like, that's totally fine.

(TYRES SCREECH NEARBY)

- Yeah, alright. - Alright, jump on in.

- MAN: Enough room there? - VICKI: Yeah.

MAN: Alrighty. I'm John and this is my queen, Evie.

- VICKI: Hi. - EVIE: How ya goin', love?

- Nice to meet ya. - VICKI: Yeah, I'm Vicki... Vick.

- EVIE: Hi, Vicki. - Nice to meet you, Vicki Vick.

JOHN: Home sweet home.

- VICKI: I'll just wait here. - Yeah, alright.

JOHN: Sweet as a bag of salt.

So how long you two been together?

Oh, God, I've been with him since I was, like, 13.

- Wow! - (LAUGHS) Yeah, I know.

- Wow. - Yeah.

How many kids have you got?

- I've got two. - Mm-hm.

- They're not his kids, though. - Right.

We split for a bit, so they don't live here yet.

But they're gonna soon, so that'll be good, yeah.

Want a smoke, love?

- Are you sure? - Yeah.

- Thanks. - (DOG BARKS)

Hey! Lou-Lou, Lou-Lou, ah-ah-ah, calm down.

Calm down. Settle. Settle, darlin'.

- Sorry. (CHUCKLES) - (CHUCKLES) It's OK.

She looks really mean. She's just a big sook, aren't ya, huh?

Aren't ya? Aren't ya, sweetheart, yeah?

- Lou-Lou. - She won't bite you. Lou-Lou.

- VICKI: Hi, Lou-Lou. - John got her for me.

My dad actually just got me a puppy.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

He reckons it's really dogs that tamed us.

- Yeah, that'd be right. - Yeah.

- You tamed me, didn't ya? - JOHN: Hon?

- Yeah? - I just got the message

to call Mark about them tools.

- Alright. - Sorry, Vick, won't be a sec.

- That's OK. - Why don't you girls

have a quick drink or something?

Do you want a quickie?

Oh, no, I should probably get going.

You sure? Put you in the party mood.

- Yeah. (CHUCKLES) - I mean, I've only got goon.

But... do you drink goon?

Yeah, l... l do drink it. Um...

I mean, just one.

Come on, let's have a drink.

- Alright, yeah. - Yeah? Alright, let's go.

Lou-Lou, you be good. No barking.

Do you mind just taking your shoes off?

- Oh, yeah. - Yeah. Thanks.

Just make yourself at home. I'll get the drinks.

Thanks.

- So, cheers. - Cheers.

- To a good night, huh? - To a good night.

SONG: ♪ Never meaning to sound... ♪

(DOOR OPENS)

♪ Guilty at all... ♪

- JOHN: Sorry about that. - No, that's alright.

- Nothing's ever easy, is it? - No.

You, uh, want a quick cone before you scoot?

Oh, no, it's alright. My friend's waiting for me.

You don't want to check that we didn't rip you off

with grass clippings or something?

(CHUCKLES) (MUSIC CONTINUES)

- JOHN: Aww... - I Yes, I love you

♪ Oh, how... ♪

(TURNS UP VOLUME) ♪ ..I love you... ♪

- Just a tenner, eh, Vick. - Oh. Sorry. Yeah.

♪ Gazing at people ♪

♪ Some hand in hand ♪

♪ Just what I'm going through ♪

♪ They can't understand ♪

♪ Some try to tell me ♪

♪ Thoughts they cannot defend ♪

♪ Just what you want to be ♪

♪ You will be in the end ♪

♪ And I love you ♪

♪ Yes, I love you ♪

♪ Oh, how I love you... ♪

You right there, Vick?

♪ Oh, how I love you... I ♪ Yeah.

Yeah.

Pleasure doing business with ya.

JOHN: No. Back door, love.

(LAUGHS) They always go to the front door.

- You alright, sweetie pie? - Yeah. Yeah, yeah.

(VICKI SCREAMS)

(WAILS)

Arrgh!

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

(SCREAMS REPEATEDLY)

♪ Nights in white satin... ♪

- (VICKI SCREAMS) - I Never reaching the end

♪ Letters I've written ♪

♪ Never meaning to send... ♪ (VICKI SCREAMS)

♪ Beauty I've always missed ♪

♪ With these eyes before ♪

♪ Just what the truth is ♪

♪ I can't say anymore ♪

♪ 'Cause I love you ♪

♪ Yes, I love you... ♪

(JOHN LAUGHS) Fuck, I love you.

♪ Oh, how I love you... ♪

(VICKI SCREAMS)

♪ Oh, how I love you... ♪

(SCREAMS)

♪ 'Cause I love you ♪

♪ Yes, I love you... ♪ (VICKI SCREAMS)

♪ Oh, how I love you... ♪

(VICKI SCREAMS)

♪ Oh, how I love you. ♪

(SONG ENDS)

(MUFFLED SCREAMING, DOG BARKS)

(AEROPLANE ENGINE ROARS)

(UNEASY MUSIC)

(GIRLS LAUGH)

(WATER SPLASHES)

(LAWNMOWER RUMBLES)

(SPRINKLER CHUGS)

(CHILD SQUEALS)

(GIZMO YAPS AND WHIMPERS)

Vicki?

Vick!

Little shit.

Come on, Gizmo.

Oh, OK. She must have stayed at Shell's.

Look, I'll get her to give you a call

when I track her down, OK?

Because I said she couldn't go.

Sorry, have you seen her grades lately?

(SIGHS) I don't know, Trevor.

I'm sure it wasn't a girls-only sleepover.

Look, when you find her, just... let me know, OK? See ya.

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(TV TURNS OFF)

(HANDCUFFS RATTLE) (DOOR OPENS)

(SCREAMS AND CRIES)

Hello, you.

Everything OK?

(SOBS)

JOHN: Ohh.

Ah, for fuck's sake. Evie!

- I Only just let her in... - Listen.

How do you expect to look after kids

when you can't control one fuckin' dog?

- I'm sorry. - Fix it! It's putrid.

I'm fuckin' sorry. Shit!

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES) (WATER RUNS)

(CAR ENGINE STARTS)

(CAR DRIVES AWAY)

Hungry?

How about some water, then?

(WHISPERS) Oh, for fuck's sake.

What do you want from me?

I Just wanna get you cleaned up and more comfortable is all.

(KEYS JINGLE)

oi!

Remember, I'm not stupid.

Please, my dad is a surgeon. He has money.

Yeah, we know. Why do you think we picked ya?

So you've called him?

All you have to worry about...

is not trying anything stupid, alright?

You do that, you and I will get along just fine.

Try anything...

Tuck.

(CLEARS THROAT)

So, is he the reason why your kids aren't here?

(SCOFFS)

He's the reason I've, uh... got food on the table

and a roof over my head.

How long your parents been married for?

A couple of years before I was born.

They still happy?

(SCOFFS)

Maybe they just stayed together for you.

(CHAIN CLINKS AND BATTLES)

Little shit.

Oh! I'm sorry! I won't do it again, I promise. (SOBS)

Oh, no, no, please!

How about a nice bath, hey?

I Won't be needing this, will I?

(DOG BARKS)

(FLICKS LIGHTER)

(SNIFFS)

(AEROPLANE ENGINE DRONES)

MAN: Hey, Jockey John!

Haven't seen you down the Leopold for a bit.

Been worried about ya.

Yeah, you know how it is, the missus and that.

Missus got you driving her to house calls now, eh?

- (BOTH MEN LAUGH) - Give us a fag.

Thanks, mate.

(SIGHS)

You got my money?

I Thought you said next week.

I Dropped them buds off about five weeks ago.

- Don't ya reckon? - Yeah, I fuckin' reckon.

Yeah, uh, yeah, I'll... I'll get it.

I Just don't have it at the moment.

- How about tomorrow? - Yep.

- Hey? - Definitely.

Hey?

Don't make me look like a fuckin' arsehole.

My smokes?

(LOW, UNEASY MUSIC)

(BOTH CHAT AND LAUGH)

EVIE: You're gonna write a letter to your parents.

Say school's too much, you've met a bloke

and he's got you a ticket to Adelaide.

I Thought this was a ransom.

Yeah. It is.

Can I write it to my boyfriend?

Where were you last night?

I Was at my mum's.

Mum's? Or Mum's and Dad's?

So they are split.

I Didn't think a fuckin' surgeon would live around here.

She leave him or he kick her out?

(SNIFFS) She left.

Alright, write it to your mum. Say that you love her.

I Don't.

She left me.

Say that you love her.

Say that you understand why she left...

and that you're happy she's making a life for herself.

You wanna do the same, that's why you're moving to Adelaide.

Say that she inspires you.

Pick up the pen.

(SNIFFS)

(PEN BATTLES)

(SNIFFS)

Good girl.

Go.

I Need to go to the toilet.

(SIGHS)

Please?

(PLANE ENGINE DRONES OVERHEAD)

(DOOR UNLOCKS AND OPENS)

What's going on here?

- She has to go. - Oh.

Well...

why don't you relax...

and I'll take her?

Have a cone.

I'm so sorry about before.

- It's OK. - No, I mean it.

- No, it's OK. - Shh.

Go on.

Alright.

Ladies first.

(DOOR LOCKS)

(UNSETTLING MUSIC)

(LIQUID BUBBLES)

(COUGHS)

(WHEEZES)

(UNSETTLING MUSIC CONTINUES)

(JOHN SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)

John?

(DOOR UNLOCKS)

Why did you lock the door?

JOHN: Didn't know I did.

Mmm.

Hang on, hang on, hang on. Just... just give me a minute.

(BARKS)

(JOHN AND EVIE CONTINUE KISSING AND MUTTERING)

No, no, no, no. Just wait.

(SMACK!) (EVIE GASPS)

- EVIE: Ahh. - (LOU-LOU BARKS)

Oh, she got out the fuckin' window! Go out the front!

Fuck it! Fuck it!

(PANTS)

(LOU-LOU BARKS)

JOHN: Fuckin' hell!

JOHN: Fuck this! Fuck!

- I'm sorry. I'm sorry! - Fuck it!

JOHN: Stay!

(GASPS SOFTLY)

(DOOR CLOSES NEARBY)

(VICKI SCREAMS)

- JOHN: Evie! Evie! - (VICKI CONTINUES SCREAMING)

(SCREAMS) Help! Help!

Help!

(GROANS)

- (JOHN MUTTERS) - Shh, shh, shh.

- Shh, shh, shh. - (VICKI SOBS)

- Shh, shh, shh. - (VICKI WAILS)

Shh, shh, shh, shh.

EVIE: This way. I'm so sorry.

- (VICKI MUMBLES) - EVIE: Shh!

(KNOCK AT DOOR) (CRIES)

MAN: John! Evelyn! I Know you're in there!

Get him to fuck off!

- Maybe he heard her. - You think?

(KNOCKING CONTINUES)

- (VICKI SOBS) - JOHN: Shh.

MAN: John!

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)

- (KNOCKING AT DOOR) - John, open the bloody door!

What the hell is going on?

Sorry, just... fuckin' had a bit too much to drink, you know...

- It's not even lunchtime. - Yeah, I know.

When's this shit gonna stop, eh?

What do you say I get Evie to piss off for a bit...

and you and me can pick up where we left off?

Yeah?

We were just havin' a blue, you know?

Fuck, I've heard you.

We yell. We don't scream for fuckin' help.

Hey, it doesn't have to be like this.

See, me and Evie, we...

we usually do it together,

but there is just something about you

that makes me want you all to myself.

(NEIGHBOUR CONTINUES TALKING)

The whole fuckin' street should mind their own bloody business.

Yeah? Well, I'll tell you what.

I'll make it my fuckin' business.

Anyone's dumb enough to let them kids back here again.

- Fuck off. - John, come out here!

- Stop hiding behind your missus. - I said, "Fuck off!"

John! Come and face me, ya fuckin' weak piece of shit!

Piss off, you fuck!

- What the fuck do you know? - Good luck to ya.

- I'm callin' the cops. - Fuckin' call the cops.

I Bet they'd like to know about the boot full of video players

I saw you bring in last week.

You're an embarrassment.

Just keep it fuckin' down

and stop goin' through my fuckin' mail!

EVIE: Lick my arse, you dog!

(DOOR SHUTS)

(JOHN SNIGGERS)

(LOCKS noon)

(PANTS)

(CRIES)

Give us a hand.

Take her hand.

(VICKI SOBS)

EVIE: Hang on.

JOHN: Nuh, uh-uh. Come on.

(VICKI SCREAMS AND WAILS)

Shut the fuck up.

(VICKI SCREAMS) Fuck you!

Fuck you!

(CRIES)

(WHISPERS) I'm so sorry.

Hmm...

I'm gonna lie down.

Go out and pick us up some headache pills.

Drop her thing off while you're out.

John.

(SIGHS)

I love you.

What was that?

I Love you.

Hmm.

How would you feel if you never saw me again?

That's exactly what would have happened

if she had have got out that window.

(METAL CLATTERS)

Fix that shit up.

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

MAN: What were the circumstances of the separation?

It's just that if there was violence

or if one of you was involved with someone else...

MAGGIE: No, no.

MAN: it could be a contributing factor.

MAGGIE: No, it wasn't anything like that.

I Mean, lots of kids' parents separate.

MAN: Well, all I'm saying is we see kids

run off from situations like this every day.

MAN: Did you, uh, check for a note?

MAGGIE: Uh, no, she didn't leave a note.

She just had pillows under her sheets.

MAN: Well, there you go she's probably just

had a big night and is sleeping it off.

(CHUCKLES) You were teenagers once.

MAGGIE: Yeah, but this is not like her.

I've spoken to her friends, her boyfriend.

No-one's heard from her.

MAN: Please, try and relax.

99% of the time, these things sort themselves out.

- If she's not back by Monday... - Monday?

I Mean, she's...

What about those girls down there?

Mrs Maloney, we're not in New York.

Those girls, all runaways, all with stories just like this one.

Now, I've got kids. I Feel for you.

But, trust me, I've been doing this a long time.

Now, hard as it might be,

what I need you to do is stay home and wait this out.

Look, I tell you what I'll do.

I'll pass around a description of her

and if I hear of anything, I'll let you know.

Otherwise, come back Monday.

I'll eat my hat if you do. (CHUCKLES)

She's not a runaway.

(ENGINE REVS)

(MURMURS)

(DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES)

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)

In the letterbox.

This just doesn't make sense, the way it's written.

She just wouldn't have said this.

Well, maybe she's trying to make you feel guilty.

Oh, would you stop putting this on me, Trevor?

- She's never snuck out before. - She's never had to.

Whatever she did, you just let her get away with it.

I Only ever wanted the best for both of you.

I Know you did, Trev.

Then come home.

You just don't get it, do you?

Get what?

That our daughter's run away

because you put yourself before our family?

- Get out. - We just want you back.

I'm not coming back. I'm sorry.

I'm not coming back.

I Can see why Vicki hates it here.

(DOOR OPENS, THEN CLOSES)

(CAR DOOR OPENS, THEN CLOSES)

(CAR ENGINE STARTS)

(SOBS)

(CAR DRIVES AWAY)

TV HOST: Jacinta, Annette and Eleanor.

Nice to have you with us.

Ladies and gentlemen, here's Kerry Friend!

- (APPLAUSE ON TV) - KERRY: Hello, everyone.

What a nice way to start our weekend.

Hi, Greg. Hi, everyone. Nice to see you.

GREG: Special weekend, this one too.

KERRY: Very special. My favourite...

(VICKI MOANS)

(CRIES)

(VICKI SCREAMS)

(TV SHOW CONTINUES PLAYING)

- (VICKI MOANS AND WEEPS) - Shh.

(SCREAMS) (APPLAUSE ON TV)

(CRIES)

(VICKI WAILS AND SCREAMS)

(MOANS AND SCREAMS)

(SOBS)

(CHATTER CONTINUES ON TV) (VICKI SOBS)

WOMAN: Can I get the usual? Thanks.

MAN: Sure.

SONG: ♪ Come and behold him ♪

♪ Born the king of angels... ♪

(BABY BURBLES)

- MAN: There you go. - WOMAN: Thank you.

♪ ..Adore him ♪

♪ O come let us adore him... ♪

WOMAN: Thank you.

EVIE: Hi. Um, can I just get some headache pills, please?

Oh, yeah.

That'll be 79 cents for that one.

(CHATTER CONTINUES ON TV) (VICKI MOANS AND WAILS)

(VICKI SCREAMS)

(SCREAMS)

(SOFTLY) Look at me.

Look at me.

- (SQUELCHING) - JOHN: Ugh! Fuck!

(PANTS) You fuckin' shat on me!

Jesus! Fuck!

(VICKI WEEPS)

(WATER RUNS)

(ON TV) Congratulations, Annette and David.

This weekend you're both off to Hobart!

ANNOUNCER: David and Annette, you'll have a devil of a time

soaking up the luxury of the Sheraton Hotel in Hobart.

Enjoy the delightful harbourside views,

plunge into the indoor pool...

EVIE: Oh, no, just... just for a couple of hours next week

so I can give 'em their presents?

I Don't know. The park or something.

You can come if you have to. Let's...

Mick...

Mick! Mick, can you just put Kim

on the phone just for two seconds?

(PLANE FLIES OVERHEAD)

Fuck. (SLAMS HANDSET)

You got something you wanna fuckin' say to me?!

They're my fuckin' kids! My fuckin' kids.

(HARSH, DARK MUSIC)

(DOOR OPENS NEARBY)

(HURRIED FOOTSTEPS)

(MURMURS)

(SOBS QUIETLY)

(BAG THUDS LOUDLY)

(DOOR CLOSES NEARBY)

(HARSH, DARK MUSIC CONTINUES)

(LIQUID TRICKLES)

(LIQUID TRICKLES)

(EVIE EXHALES)

(VICKI TREMBLES)

What happened while I was out?

(FAINTLY) What do you think?

(QUIETLY) He just uses you.

That's why he got you the dog.

It's a replacement for your kids.

He doesn't want them here.

He doesn't love you.

Let me go.

I'll tell them it was all him.

(DISTORTED VOICES)

(KEYS JANGLE QUIETLY)

(UNNERVING MUSIC CONTINUES)

(DISTORTED VOICES)

EVIE: John, wake up. Wake up.

JOHN: What do you want?

EVIE: I know what you were doing when I was out.

JOHN: What are you talking about?

EVIE: I want you to fucking get rid of her tonight.

It's not Monday.

If you love me,

you fuckin' kill her tonight.

No.

(EVIE CRIES) It's her or it's fucking me!

So do it.

The fuck are you waiting for?! Hey?!

You were naked.

- No. - Yes.

No, no, no.

I Was in there...

and I was gettin' her ready for us

and then she goes and shits herself...

- Why are... You lie. - Uh, uh, uh!

You lie! You fuckin' lie!

You lie! You fuckin' lie all the time!

Evelyn, you... you're letting

your imagination run away with you.

You are. Just... just... just...

- (EVIE EXHALES HEAVILY) - Shh.

Just for me, for you,

take one look in that washing machine, please.

What about Kim?

What about Kim?

(EXHALES) You think that was me?

(JOHN SIGHS)

Oh, darlin'.

You know I love them kids like they were me own.

You know that.

You lie.

If you don't believe me, go check out the washing machine.

Wait here, you prick.

(WEEPS SILENTLY)

(SOBS)

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)

(KNIFE CLATTERS)

You done something different?

You look beautiful.

Just like you did the day we met.

Remember?

I Come over and asked you about them bruises.

You told me. I went and slashed the prick's tyres.

He thought it was them Chinks

across the road, didn't he? (CHUCKLES)

I done everything I can for you ever since.

Got you away from your dad, that fat mongrel Mick.

(WHISPERS) I'm sorry.

She's putting all kinds of shit in my head,

saying that you just use me...

and you just got me Lou-Lou as a replacement for the kids.

Ohh! Shh, shh.

I Didn't know what the fuck to believe.

Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

(JOHN SIGHS) It's OK.

Please, can we get rid of her?

- Monday. - I know, I know.

- Shh, shh, shh... - We get another one.

Just not her. Please not her.

- No. - She has to go.

- No, no, no, no, no. - Please.

It'd be bad luck if we do things different.

I Tell you what.

How about...

you and I go in there right now...

and show her who's running this show?

Come on, Evie.

That's why she's here.

Let's make the most of her.

Together,

like we always do.

You think she's prettier than me...

because she's younger.

- Prettier than you? - Yep.

Oh, darlin'.

There's not a woman between here and Timbuktu

that's got even half of what you got.

Oh...

Look what you do to me.

Huh...

You're my queen and I worship you.

I Never stop thinkin' about ya.

I Love you so, so much.

I'd die without ya.

Ohh...

(UNSETTLING MUSIC)

(MUSIC INTENSIFIES)

JOHN: Now let's go in there and have a little bit of fun.

And on Monday...

we kill her.

We stick her in a hole.

And we never think of her again.

(UNSETTLING MUSIC CONTINUES)

(VICKI WHIMPERS)

(SCREAMS)

(GENTLE GUITAR MUSIC)

Hello!

CAT STEVENS: ♪ My lady D'Arbanville ♪

♪ Why do you sleep so still? ♪

♪ I'll wake you tomorrow ♪

♪ And you will be my fill ♪

♪ Yes, you will be my fill ♪

♪ My lady D'Arbanville ♪

♪ Why do you grieve me so? ♪

♪ But your heart seems so silent ♪

♪ Why do you breathe so low? ♪

♪ Why do you breathe so low? ♪

♪ I Loved you, my lady ♪

♪ Though in your grave you lie ♪

♪ I'll always be with you ♪

♪ This rose will never die ♪

♪ This rose will never die ♪

♪ I loved you, my lady ♪

♪ Though in your grave you lie ♪

♪ I'll always be with you ♪

♪ And this rose will never die ♪

♪ This rose will never die. ♪

(SHOVELLING ECHOES)

(WIND WHISTLES SOFTLY)

(FLOORBOARDS CREAK)

(DOOR OPENS, LIGHT SWITCH CLICKS)

EVIE: You were sneakin' out, weren't ya?

Yeah, I read your little diary.

Your mum wouldn't let you out

so you fuckin' snuck out, didn't ya?

(EVIE CHUCKLES)

You know, the funny thing is...

if you'd just done what she asked you to...

stayed at home...

wouldn't even be here.

(CLATTERING)

She's probably not even lookin' for ya.

(DIAL WHIRRS)

Hi, Jay.

(EERIE MUSIC)

It doesn't make sense after that.

- What's it say? - Eight Malcolm Street.

That's just where I live.

(LOCK CLICKS)

(CHAIN RATTLES)

(DOOR OPENS)

JOHN: Oh, you are...

(JOHN CLICKS) (WHIMPERS)

Out.

I Hope you're ready for round two.

(EVIE LAUGHS SOFTLY)

- JOHN: Get out. Get out! - (PLANE FLIES OVERHEAD)

Get out! GET OUT!

Oi! Oh, you little fuck!

- You fuckin'... - (LOU-LOU YELPS)

EVIE: Stop! Stop!

(EVIE WAI LS)

- Stop! - (LOU-LOU YELPS AND WHINES)

- (JOHN GRUNTS) - EVIE: No, no!

(JOHN CONTINUES GRUNTING AND KICKING)

(LOU-LOU YELPS) (SCREAMS)

No!

(EVIE SOBS) No!

JOHN: Oh, fuck...

(EVIE MOANS)

Oh!

(WAILS)

(EVIE CRIES)

(EVIE SOBS)

(EVIE CONTINUES CRYING)

(DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES)

(SIGHS)

I should have listened to you.

You're right.

I Haven't been acting myself since she got here.

You know how everything has a bright side?

You know, Lou-Lou was probably a bit vicious

to have around young kids.

You wanna get rid of her?

Get rid of her.

Time to focus on getting them kids back, eh?

Just get her to write another note first.

MAGGIE: This is two streets away from me.

MAN: Sergeant Mathews told you to come back Monday.

MAGGIE: Yeah, but don't you think this changes things?

MAN: Tell you what. My shift ends at 4:00.

I'll swing past on the way home.

That's three hours away. If someone's got her...

If someone's got her, who knows what they could do?

No-one's got her! If I followed procedure, I wouldn't go at all.

(TENSE MUSIC)

EVIE: Get up!

Walk.

Sit.

You're gonna write another letter.

Date it a week from today.

Say that you're in Adelaide, you've got a job,

you've got a place and that you're happy.

Tell your mum you love her

and that you'll call her for Christmas.

Pick up the pen.

Vicki.

Pick it up.

(TENSE MUSIC CONTINUES)

EVIE: Open them.

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

Don't fuckin' make one fuckin' sound, OK?

'Cause this knife will hurt a lot more than those pills.

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

(BANGING AT DOOR)

(BANGING AT DOOR)

(MUTTERS)

Keep her quiet.

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)

Yeah, comin'.

(LOCK CLICKS)

- Gary. - Told you I was comin'.

JOHN: Yeah, yeah, I know, I know.

I Remember, I just...

Yeah, I just didn't expect you so early.

You got the money or not?

JOHN: Yeah, yeah. Um, I mean, not on me right now.

Listen, can you, um, just...

- Just give me my fuckin' money! - Yeah, alright, alright.

Just hold on a tick.

WOMAN: I'm not interested...

MAGGIE: No, no, no. Please, I'm not selling anything.

- A letter from my daughter... - Sorry, sorry...

- Don't shut the door! Vicki! - I can't help you!

Where do you think you're going?

- MAGGIE: Please! - (WOMAN ARGUES INDISTINCTLY)

MAGGIE: No!

Vicki?! I Know you're here, Vicki!

Can you hear me? Vicki, please!

(MURMURS) Fuck me.

MAGGIE: Vicki!

JOHN: Shit. When did everyone get so cheap?

Vicki!

- Vicki?! - JASON: Hey.

- Have you seen this girl? - MAGGIE: Vicki!

Vicki!

Vicki?

- (CLICKS) - Shh, shh, shh.

MAGGIE: Vicki?! Vicki!

- Vicki, please! - (VICKI WHIMPERS)

Shh!

- MAGGIE: Vicki! - (VICKI MOANS)

EVIE: Shh, Shh!

Vicki!

GARY: What's that about?

Dunno.

MAGGIE: Vicki!

Shh.

Shh, shh...

Vicki!

I Only want my daughter.

- JASON: Hey? - Vicki!

Fuck this.

MAGGIE: I just want my daughter!

Vicki!

Vicki!

(GRIM MUSIC)

(GRIM MUSIC CONTINUES)

(INAUDIBLE)

(DOOR CLOSES)

(JOHN PANTS QUIETLY)

What the fuck was that?

Can we...

Vicki!

Vicki!

Mrs Maloney.

I Don't think she's here.

TREVOR: Maggie, come on.

- We should go. - No.

She's here.

'Maggie... 'No!

JOHN: Why are they so close?

Take the pills.

You take the pills now.

(WHISPERS) You think that'll change anything?

Take the pills.

Stab me.

Stab me.

If you wanna kill me, kill me.

You do it.

Put it in me.

(VICKI WEEPS) Kill me.

- Just stab me! - JOHN: Evie.

- VICKI: Kill me! - Evie!

Take the pills.

VICKI: You don't have the fucking guts.

You don't have the fucking guts!

You don't have the guts.

Just do it.

- Take the fucking pills! - Fuck this bullshit.

Get here!

(JOHN GRUNTS)

(GAGS)

(JOHN GRUNTS) Come on! Come on! Arggh!

Arggh!

Get me a fuckin' garbage bag!

(VICKI GASPS)

(JOHN GROANS)

VICKI: Ugh...

(JOHN BREATHES HEAVILY)

(GRUNTS)

(STABS REPEATEDLY) (GASPS)

(WHEEZES)

Ugh!

(PANTS WEAKLY)

(DOG BARKS)

('ATMOSPHERE' BY JOY DIVISION)

(SOBS)

♪ Walk ♪

♪ In silence ♪

♪ Don't walk away ♪

♪ In silence ♪

♪ See the danger ♪

♪ Always danger ♪

♪ Endless talking ♪

♪ Life rebuilding ♪

♪ Don't walk away ♪

♪ Walk ♪

♪ In silence ♪

♪ Don't turn away ♪

♪ In silence ♪

♪ Your confusion ♪

♪ My illusion ♪

♪ Worn like a mask of self-hate ♪

♪ Confronts and then dies ♪

♪ Don't walk away ♪

♪ People like you ♪

♪ Find it easy ♪

♪ Naked to see ♪

♪ Walking on air ♪

♪ Hunting by the rivers Through the streets ♪

♪ Every corner ♪

♪ Abandoned too soon ♪

♪ Set down with due care ♪

♪ Don't walk away ♪

♪ In silence ♪

♪ Don't walk away. ♪

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

(SONG ENDS)

(DARK MUSIC)

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