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You feel it so degrading when you realize the breathing.

Not for you or anything you do or try or try to be.

You want to but stop trying when you see how they've been lying.

What do you know about...

Thank you.

The guilt you feel, you're feeling, as your skin is slowly peeling from

your back. We send a loving care, yeah, yeah, yeah.

It's why the ice and the grinning.

Oh. Oh.

Oh.

You've seen us.

Yeah, that's right, Grandpa.

Turn up your RNA and get a white cane.

Oh, git.

Need to be taught a lesson.

What's she doing?

I think her name's Holly.

She's from London.

Her and her boyfriend.

What are they doing in Christchurch?

They're drug pusses.

Bullcrap. Maybe not her, but him?

Definitely. He's always wearing sunglasses.

He's a wanker anyway.

I don't know, actually.

It's something my dad says.

Tonight,

our whole program is devoted to this, the worst disaster of any kind in New

Zealand history.

Contact with flight 901 was lost mid-afternoon yesterday, but it wasn't

certain that the DC-10 was down for several hours.

We heard about this at school.

The DC-10 apparently exploded as it crashed 800 metres up Mount Erebus, 1

,000 kilometres from the South Pole.

Isn't there the flight you and Mum were going to go on?

For our wedding anniversary.

Mum got cold feet, though.

Aunt Jessica had a premonition. Well...

Where is she?

There's a number by the phone.

Hi, Mum.

Yeah, Dad's watching it now.

Yeah. I know.

Lucky for you.

Why are you staying in a motel?

It's a hello

Sir said that, according to Greek myth, Erebus is the zone that the dead pass

through after dying.

He said it was the darkness between Earth and Hades.

Now you're telling me I'm Jessica and they're ghosts.

The pilot lost his bearings.

He confused through South.

With magnetic, sir.

You'd be surprised how often it happens in life. Crashing into volcanoes?

No.

Confusing the magnetic with the true.

Getting lost.

I have heaps of homework.

Don't.

Do you hear this in stock?

Where'd you get it?

Oh, my brother. He posted it.

from London.

Your brother's got good taste.

I've been trying to import this.

Impossible. Well, the record's warped.

You could try heating it up, flattening it with something.

How long have you been playing bass?

Oh, a year or two.

Really?

That long?

Any procedure?

Ah, I wait.

You know, I'm trying to save up for one.

First Ben, the LP.

Track one, side one. Same as your single.

Hey, man.

Look what that bassie told me about.

Hey.

Yeah.

Oh.

What? Yeah, come on. Oh.

Yeah.

Is this about an offender? Offender precision?

I'm in Middle Earth.

Frazer will give you the address.

Frazer says he knows your address.

Andy.

See you then.

Oh.

I'm having a look at it on Saturday.

Don't let him razz you about your long hair.

No more Johnny Rotten.

Leave six pistols for dead, eh?

Think you've got the wheel?

Our bloody heart doesn't have wheels.

Hovers. Like a hovercraft.

Land principal, yes.

Can I have a go?

Watch your toe.

Let it hold up. Let it hold up.

Well done.

The usual trim?

No.

Cut it short.

How's that?

Shorter.

Enough?

A wee bit more.

Am I going to get in trouble with your mum?

Why would she care?

That's enough.

That's brighter.

Your mother's going to go through the roof.

You look like a boy from Borstal.

Short back and side.

You can't say you didn't get your money's worth.

I hate to say, I prefer Rory to be here.

Not that you have a favourite fan, of course.

Are those my wedding shoes?

Yeah,

you never wear them.

Never a good fit.

Angus?

No pickup.

Hey, it didn't work.

They're heating up. We'll try.

I put the LP away for you.

Oh, I didn't, uh... Is that, uh, that your band?

No, it's Ballad of Ghosties.

Play nice, Malcolm, or you can stick your posters.

Yes.

Thank you for asking.

Best group in the southern hemisphere.

Fifty copies.

Pretty please.

Do you play?

Or are you just another private school poser?

No, no, I play.

You're in a band?

Of course.

And what are you called?

Well, we don't have a name. Coming up with a name is the first thing a band

does.

But you're not in a band. Yes, I am.

Bullshit. Let him alone.

He says he's in a band, he's in a band.

He's not in a band. He's full of shit.

Full of shit.

Oi. What are you, the music gestapo?

Leave him alone, or leave the shop.

You allowed out on school nights?

Yeah. Yeah, all the time.

Do you play your own songs? Of course we fucking do.

Why wouldn't we?

Well, I was just asking.

I could put your name on the door if you like.

Oh, yeah.

That'd be great.

You'll turn up?

Definitely. Only if you don't.

There's somebody else's name that could have been on the guest list.

No, no, no. I'll be there.

Yeah, promise.

That's if I don't lose my voice before then.

Do us a favour.

Do you mean prophylactic?

I mean Johnny's.

Condom. Pinchy.

Rubbers. Frangers.

Something for the weekend.

Cocktox. 12 pack or 3 pack?

I'll take a 12 pack.

$3.99.

Is that the cheapest brand you got?

Only brand with stock.

Give me a free pack.

Ninety-nine.

Bitch. Cow.

I'm... He'll call the cops on you.

What? Why?

Full of fiduifedrine.

Captain. Coming.

Five dollars, please.

You play guitar?

I'm learning.

Check that out.

Well, the... What?

There's a fiend of precision in your lapel.

Of course you're going to love public image.

Chowable's bass lines, beyond cool.

Yeah.

What the fuck is that? Health tonic?

No, no, it's just a box.

Curtain. The chemist hid it in there.

Three cheers for the chemist's chip. To winning.

You'll like this.

Mid-engined, designed by Batone.

Who's Batone?

He works for Ferrari.

Thought you wanted to be a car designer.

Yeah, I did when I was 12.

It's a bit bourgeois.

If a sports guy isn't bourgeois and say you're well and truly done, you don't.

You'd better answer that.

Mum? No, it's Angus.

Were we the one in London?

Oh, yep.

Here's... Yep, just a minute.

Hello, Aunt Jessica. How are you?

How many ghosts this time?

Up in the attic again?

How do you know they're angry?

It's your house, yes.

Legally and morally.

All right.

We'll come over after dinner.

Bye, Ma.

We?

Do you good.

You know, it was me that told your mother not to go to the Antarctic.

I overheard them bragging that there was something very bad going to happen.

Uh... I could see our dads getting on.

Avoid their eyes, Rory.

I'm Angus.

Oh.

What are you doing?

Why are you smoking?

Dad?

I hate Rothmans.

Yeah, sure they do.

Who are they?

Family. That's why she's skater than me.

She's wiser than she looks.

What are you doing?

I was leaving a note for Andy.

Cool shoes.

Yeah.

Thanks.

King's Road.

London? My brother's living over there.

Oh, that King's Road.

There's tea bags on the bench.

Oh, um, how do you like it?

Milk with two.

It's made.

Enter.

You're letting out the heat.

Close the door.

Yeah.

No milk.

Sorry.

I like your hair.

Thanks.

Thanks. Just trying to get it to stick up a bit more.

Look in there.

Ooh. Got a lot of pearls.

Chris, your tube.

Uh, yeah, this.

Oh, you stopped looking at my twat. No, I wasn't.

Liar.

I've never seen that before.

Of course you haven't.

You're the first of the Mohicans.

There.

Very...

Hey, you expecting Andy back soon?

When it comes to Andy, I don't expect anything.

I see your boyfriend.

You make horrible tea.

Out.

Um, can you take it back to the shop?

No. You can't go through life taking every bloody thing back.

You have invaded the world of the Daleks.

I was thinking that...

Since I didn't go out last night, maybe I could go out tonight.

It's only on a Sunday night. Nothing's open.

Well, there's a band playing.

I'm at school tomorrow.

I promised I'd be there.

Who?

The band.

You shouldn't make promises you can't keep.

Hello?

No, no, it's Inger.

No, Rory's the one in London.

Yep.

Yeah, he's not here.

And she's not here.

Yep, okay.

I think the family ghosts are back.

More likely another reminder.

I'm supposed to be having afternoon tea with your granny on Tuesday.

Isn't that going to be a wee bit tricky with granny being dead?

Not according to your granny and your great aunt.

Reincarnation.

Before your granny died, we made an arrangement.

On the first anniversary of her death, if I buy her a cream bun at Vale's Cafe,

she'll share it with me.

And you're really gonna do it?

Of course I am.

I made her a promise.

Two dollars.

Oh, I'm on the guest list?

What's the fucking guest list?

This is Em, the schoolboy.

You in a band, schoolboy?

Yeah, yeah, yep.

What's it called?

Uh, we're called the Daleks.

Seen the bass make me an offer.

Oh.

One hundred and twenty.

Three hundred and twenty.

And it's yours.

Alright, here it is, again, and it's called...

I was like, sure.

You've got to have a lawyer or else you won't feel easy.

I have some more, haven't I?

Hey, schoolboy.

Over here.

And he said he'll let you borrow his base.

Really?

If you let him take your photo.

Yeah, sure.

Sure. When?

When you come round.

What a base.

1-2-X-U.

No wonder they played that one twice. They've only got six songs.

Six songs is heat.

I mean, Susie and the Harpies only had, what, one song the first time they

played? They're local.

Local.

Seminal London punk.

Hey, Stuart.

Fuck yeah.

Look.

What do you think of the Daleks?

Well, A, I think they should be recalled back by the manufacturer.

I mean, what kind of evil robot can't climb stairs?

And two, they look like... Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. That's wrong.

Because that's an episode where they can fly, and if they can fly, they don't

need to take the stairs.

Look, it's the name for a band.

Are you starting a band?

Yeah.

You can't play anything.

I'm getting an electric bass.

This afternoon.

What does a seminar mean?

I don't know.

Hey, do you have any of that sticky kind of hair stuff?

Comes in a wee tube.

It's called, it's two letters, LVED or something.

You don't mean KY?

Yeah, that's it.

KY.

$3.99, please.

Four dollars, five.

Oh.

Hey, have you ever seen The Cursed?

Each and every month.

I work in a gamut.

No, the band.

Oh, I don't like cover bands.

Oh, no, The Cursed is not a cover band.

All original.

Malcolm, the lead singer. He's a good friend of mine.

Whatever.

I recommend generous application of the KY.

Yeah, thanks.

I'm good.

You think I'm good?

How did you find this place?

Andy. Andy.

Oh, you're nice.

You're a great friend of me, Andy.

Hey!

Walk towards me.

Walk towards me.

It's a three-quarter inch video camera. It records the image straight onto tape.

Yeah, cool.

Colour? Black and white.

Over there.

Stop.

Hey, is Holly alright, man?

Is that any of your fucking business?

Yeah.

She's fine.

Have you ever been photographed before?

Uh... I mean, not like this.

I've had photos taken on holiday.

Snapshot.

All right, take the blazer off.

What part of London are you from?

My brother lives in an old court.

Here and there.

It's a white wall and a white shirt. No contrast.

It's not going to work.

Did you want me to take it off?

There's no point.

Unless it all comes off.

Does the bass have a case?

No.

Would you let me walk down the street naked if I

want to?

Shift your weight.

What? Can't you hear the distortion?

You want to blow up the whole hi-fi.

Look, you've torn the cone.

Yeah, this one as well.

I didn't even know they could do that. You never bloody think you're playing

low bass frequencies through a hi-fi.

I'm lucky you didn't burn out the amp.

God, it smells like you have.

Oh, I haven't.

That's fish casserole.

Where did you get the guitar?

Well, it's a bass.

Peculiar to give me a straight answer.

I know it's a bass. I heard it destroying my speakers. It's also a

guitar. A friend borrowed it to me. Loaned it to you.

How are you going to pass the University entrance?

You're illiterate.

What time is your tea with Granny?

Four o'clock, supposedly.

You're just going, just to prove her wrong about reincarnation. I suppose so,

yes.

Nothing's going to happen.

Never mind about Aunt Jessica's premonitions.

What do you think of the Dalek?

Yeah, 60 TV shows.

Good daughter name.

Flipper.

It's a head.

Gippy.

Gentle Ben.

Gidget.

Lying Nun.

You should ask Malcolm if the dialect can support the curse.

Oh. We'll need a lot more practice.

Practice makes perfect.

Except only a wanker wants to see a perfect band.

We've got to get out there, Angus.

The sex and all.

Yeah.

Speak of the devil.

Hey!

Walk in there.

Hey, can I listen to this?

He's a spoiled middle-class wanker. Your dad's a dentist, Malcolm.

A dentist technician.

Look, even if your dad's in the band, he'd be able to shit anyone.

Who do you care? The worse they are, the better you'll sound.

want to support the Curse Friday night?

This Friday?

This Friday.

Ah.

That's a wee bit too soon.

Wanker.

We'll play when we're ready. We'll play when we're ready.

I bet you don't even have a band.

Tosser.

Alam.

A wooden star?

Wooden star.

Pretty flame, isn't it?

The toxins in the plastic.

Um, how did it go?

How did what go?

Your... A tea with Granny.

No.

Caught in a meeting and ran out of time.

Think you're going to regret doing that?

It's always better to regret the things you have done than the things you

haven't done.

Hmm.

Yeah, um, hi.

Yeah, can I please speak to... Can I

please speak to Kirsten?

Uh, uh, Inga.

How did the KY look out for you?

For vaginal discomfort.

You could have told me.

What did you want to ask me?

Um, are you still playing guitar?

You could have asked me that over the phone.

Did you want to, uh...

Do you want to be in my band?

I didn't know you had a band.

Yeah.

Yeah, yep.

What's that?

A three-piece.

Bass, drums, guitar.

I play bass.

Who sings?

Oh, that would be... I'm not a singer.

It's easier to sing and play guitar than it is to sing and play bass.

Says who?

It's a well-known musical factor.

Stiff cheese.

I'm not singing.

What about the drummer?

Can he sing?

Uh, yeah, maybe.

Maybe, uh, do you know any singing drummers?

You don't have a band.

Yes, I do. We... We...

Do you

have a name?

The Dalek.

Not the da.

Dalek. Dalek.

Maybe Zachary could be our brother.

Who's Zachary? You can meet him tomorrow night.

My place.

Uh, sex?

What do you think?

Yeah, um... Does it come in any other colour?

This is the colour I picked.

Yeah.

Hop in and I'll take you for a ride.

I can't. I've got band practice.

Where do you have to go?

Across town, but I have to pick up my bike first.

Decarbonate the system.

How do you know someone from this side of town?

There's such a snow.

I bloody know.

Where do you think I grew up?

You think mum will like it?

The car?

Yeah, yeah, she should.

Someone you know?

Yeah, I'm sitting around.

Want to give her a lift?

Oh, well, where would she sit?

Why wouldn't she sit in your name?

Oh, how bloody hard.

Oh, come on, come on.

You remember when you were little?

You used to wave at the train engineer because you thought it might be me.

Yeah, very disappointed to find out that it'd be the length of the internet to

drive.

Join the club.

You know, a lot of men would kill to be seen by a woman in a car like this.

Kind of the major selling point. Yeah, just tell me where she's going, please.

After a match, he does have a certain... He's too

old for you, anyway.

selling run come through

Hi.

Oh, you're such a cool drawer.

Why aren't you at art school?

They're just doodles, really.

Where's your amp?

I don't actually have one.

You've got a lot of records.

What are you going to play through then?

That?

Yeah. I'm really going to let you wreck my amp.

I'm still paying it off.

Wreck it?

What's your brother's name?

Brent. Brent. Why?

I was worried that that might be Zachary. That is a fine chilling

thought.

This is Zachary.

What? Well, country?

Rock?

Reggae?

Reggae.

Yeah, leave it on reggae.

I've got a song we can go with it. What's it called?

It is called... What are the chords?

Start on that dot, and then play a box.

What do you mean, play a box?

Play a box, like... That one, then that one, then that one, then that one.

Has it got a chorus?

Yeah, of course.

That one, then that one, then that one, back to that one.

The same notes?

Yeah, but different words, though.

Boxed in, boxed in, boxed in, boxed in.

Yeah.

What?

Nothing.

Please, hopefully.

Amen.

What the fuck are you doing? I never said yes. Jesus, you better fucking not

be chickening out on me.

I'm not... Tomorrow night, that's way too... Ow!

Do you think I want you on my bill?

Hmm? I'm only doing this as a favour to Fraser. What's the fucking matter with

you? Alright.

Put these up around your school.

My school's really straight. They'd be a waste. Do you even know what a support

band is for?

Yes.

Yeah, to play bad, but the main act sounds good.

Yeah.

But more importantly, the support is supposed to bring its own crowd.

If you can't do that, you're a nun's cunt. It's not a fucking free ride, pal.

Doors open at 8.30. If you're on stage at 9, you're off at 9.30. If you're on

stage at 6, you get 6. Got it?

Yeah. Got it.

What are you doing Friday night?

I finish work at nine.

Well, can you get off early?

Why?

We've got a gig.

End of sound check.

Gig?

You're such a dag.

What's it? Don't call me that. We've rehearsed once.

You've got one song and you can't even play.

Dag. Well, at least I'm not sitting in my mum's sewing room endlessly

practicing.

For what?

The first time Suzie and the Harpies played, they only did one song.

Suzie and the Banshees?

What about Zachary?

How would he get there?

My dad told him.

How long would we have to play for?

20 minutes.

Nice.

You really want to do this?

I don't want them to think I'm a wanker.

Don't call it a gig.

It makes you sound like an old muso.

Yeah, okay.

We still need more than one song.

Two at least.

Are these all songs?

Some of them are just words.

Poems?

Well, can you play one of them?

Look, try this new one.

Looking for empathy.

Discover.

Empathy.

Captain Old.

I'm out for a short walk.

I'm...

Kept the notes.

That's from the movie that was on telly?

I was trying to be metaphoric.

Well, yeah, obviously.

Head south?

It's a metaphor for oral sex?

No.

Oh. It's like when people say things are heading south, they mean that things

are going wrong or bad, but the song's about owning the direction you take.

Navigating your way through disaster.

Not getting lost.

True south, not magnetic south.

Yeah.

Well, I'm not going to be able to play that.

And I'm going to make a fool out of both of us, and the curse will laugh us off

stage, and I am a wanker.

The curse of the wanker, then.

It's a compilation.

Unreleased and unavailable in New Zealand, except as an import.

Have a look at the checklisting.

All six of their songs.

What?

The Kerstra covers band?

Yep. Can they get away with it?

Because only a few people have heard the record.

Okay, so, um... What do I play, man?

Bloody idiot.

Watch where you're going.

What about you?

I'm exiting. I have the right of way. You're on the footpath.

Yeah.

What are you doing? Why are you wearing a cravat?

I left a note by the phone.

I'm picking up your mum and we're heading away for the weekend.

Okay.

Where? South.

We'll be back home Sunday evening.

And mum too?

It's been two weeks.

Do you want to come?

Well, I can't.

My band's got a gig. A show.

That's a bit quick, isn't it? Aren't you supposed to learn to play first?

Well, we're not pub rock.

Don't tell Mum you told me. You know what she's like.

She'll be upset that she missed your first performance. Oh, no. No way. She's

not invited ever.

Try keeping her away.

Oh, some girl called for you. Left a number on the pad. And for God's sake...

Aunt Jessica calls.

Don't tell her we've gone away.

It's been going on and on.

Tell her we've gone to the shops.

Yeah, okay.

Oh, hey, hey.

The cravat.

It's... You look like a smoothie.

Better? Yeah.

Yeah, more mums taste.

They're good, Sam.

Coop's chemist.

Yeah, hey. Um, it's Angus.

Bad news.

Mum's put her foot down.

She won't let Zachary out of the house.

Oh.

That's it then.

We're stuffed.

Friday night, she watches The Six Million Dollar Man.

Religiously.

I've left the back door to the sewing room unlocked.

Put Zachary back once we're done.

She'll never know.

I'll be going to the hall straight from work.

Hi, I'm Angus from Dalek.

Just to see if it's down, check.

Snap!

Show your drum. I'm not sitting with these cats, all right?

Now, you can go talk to the curse, ask if you can borrow their cat, and good

luck with that.

He guards it like a crown jewel.

I've got a drum with their neck.

They're sitting there.

Check!

You know, the support band.

You don't get a sound check. You plug in, you play, you fuck off.

Flaw!

What are you doing?

Why aren't you in there sitting up?

I need to show you something.

Fuck. Poor Zachary.

Hey.

Malcolm, who killed him?

Kim's chicks obviously come straight from the coal face, but where the fuck

have you been?

You should have been on stage 15 minutes ago.

We better play our short set then.

Hey, Angus.

Yeah. Make it snappy.

Ready?

Thanks.

My frustration, coordination by the radio

station.

Exterminate! Exterminate!

Exterminate!

Stop. Do you ever hate it? Can we get outside?

Give it a take.

I got changed by the nation, by the radio.

Boxing.

Boxing.

Boxing.

Boxing. Boxing. Boxing.

Boxing.

Boxing.

Boxing. Boxing.

Box it!

My walls!

My clothes!

My god!

Revenant!

Box it!

Box it!

Box it!

Box it!

By this law, end this all.

Fuck this all!

My pimp.

My two men.

Chimp.

I'll let you go.

Get the fuck off our stage!

Shut your stage up, you ass, you fucking coven-sand.

You're shitting me.

Fuck off back to the pharmacy, you crazy bitch.

Hey!

Live at the Roxy WC2.

Available on import from Fraser at Middle Earth. Good plug for the shop.

The whole cursed setlist on one record.

Still got that tape I made you?

There it is.

Again.

And it's cold.

They're from King's Road.

My brother bought them for me.

And a win. Win.

No tea leaves?

No.

Genius.

To losing opportunity.

What?

Neither play.

For the drummer and the... Don't say groupie, don't say groupie.

Manager?

Yes.

Angus, are you an artist?

I am.

Do you go to art school?

Do you know what?

I do.

Next year.

If she comes, you better watch your step.

She's going to break your heart in two.

Yeah, it's true.

It's not hard to realize.

Just look into her false colored eyes.

I want to get back a photo of Xenia talking to me.

Don't we all?

Speak to Fraser.

What have you got to do with it?

You bought your photos.

Why would you do that?

What do you think?

Oh crap.

You really are the babe in the woods.

Where's my money?

In the car.

Hey.

She doesn't want to get in the car.

What did you say, Cun?

I said if she doesn't want to get in the car, then she doesn't have to.

Oh. What about now?

Are you getting in?

Not getting in the car.

It's your funeral.

As the day stops dead at the place where we're

lost.

Beautiful morning, isn't it, son?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Angus? Yeah, is this about Zachary? No, don't know anything about Zachary. Your

older brother, is he home?

No, no, no, he's living in London.

Grandparents?

No, I've got a great aunt, but she's a

bit out there.

Listen, Kirsten.

Kirsten, I'm sorry. I'm sorry about last night. I got lost.

Whatever, Angus. I was just returning your precious King's Road shoes.

They're not from King's Road. They were my dad's wedding shoes.

Why does that not surprise me?

Kirsten, he and Mum died last night.

What did you say?

He... He and mum have been killed in a car crash.

Last night, around the time we were playing.

Could you come in?

Just for a second while I make a phone call.

I went looking for empathy.

Discover.

Head down

Head

down