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- We are beings of light.

We are spirits.

And we are contained within this meat frame.

I don't care whether you're looking at the Mesopotamians,

if you're looking at the civilizations of the Indus Valley,

there is a deep understanding of the power

of the penis.

The power of the lingam.

The power of the yin

exemplified in the seminal fluid.

It is that primal force that exists between fire,

air, earth, and water.

It is death.

It is destruction.

It is more powerful than the sun.

It is as big as the world

and it is as small as the tiniest pinprick of truth.

This is a shining diamond

contained within your loins.

If you use the force of your mind

to inwrap this creativity,

it will shoot out of you

like the force of 10 sons.

And if you do not,

you will become a black hole

that will consume everything

that is good and right and noble.

That is the power of your semen.

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(truck hisses) (engine roaring)

(buckle creaking) (engine roaring)

(horn honking)

(truck whirring)

(suspenseful music)

I am in control of this thing between my legs.

This cock does not rule me. I rule it.

(suspenseful music) (vehicle whirring)

(people chattering)

- [Staff Member] Doesn't look like a sex pet.

- [Staff Member] He's not one.

- [Staff Member] Officially, it's just an allegation

from an armed robber 06:00 am fairly well substantiated.

- [Staff Member] Oh, I hope you know what you're doing.

- I always know what I'm doing.

I'll see you after work or I could do you right here.

- In front of your secretary. No.

- Come on, you're the bloody sex pest.

(feet clacking)

- Steele

- Hardwick. - Yeah, I know.

Welcome to CLAGG.

- CLAGG?

- Cops, Lesbians and Gays Guardians, Inner East.

Might get you to march in the Mardi Gras Pride Parade

if you play your cards right.

- (stammers) No thanks.

(chair clatters) (leather creaks)

- No?

- No, thank you.

- You're not proud of who you are?

- No, I am proud of what I do to make things better.

- And what is it that you wanna make better?

- Just the world.

- Oh, that's great news.

As police, we are part of this community.

And this community is gay. And here you are.

- Yeah. - Yeah.

- I get it.

- You get it? Stand up.

(person speaking indistinctly)

Let's get that uniform off, hey.

(phone ringing) (people chattering)

Comfortable? - Honestly?

- Yeah, if you like. - It's a bit much.

- What, mate? It's plain clothes.

- It's about blending in, right?

- Yeah. To the community.

- Guys dress like this?

- Yes. Gay guys dress like that.

Might wanna do it with fly. (chuckles)

Come on, pretty.

(train whirring) (pensive music)

(ball pops) (basket clatters)

(ground crackling)

Third overdose this week.

- Something changed in the smack?

- Looks like it.

- Hey, chicken legs. - Those guy's over there,

they're regulars?

- No, I've never seen them.

That patch belongs to the Gravick Boys.

- Take this - They're fuckin' hard asses.

(ominous music)

(vehicle whirring)

- You have the same name

as the former chief superintendent, coincidence?

- Not really, considering he's me dad.

- Sampson Steele is your dad.

- Guilty.

- He still in jail?

- Nah, he's paroled.

Lying on my couch, driving me fucking crazy.

- Must have some stories.

- Oh, you bet. Take you to the pub, tell you all about him.

- No, it's okay.

- That's what us cops do.

Superintendent Steele would insist.

In fact, fuck this shit.

Let's go for a drink.

Take you to the pub where he used to hang out.

(lively music) (sirens wailing)

(engine rumbling) (door clattering)

(lively music continues) (door thuds)

Oi.

(keys rattling)

You're driving back tonight so don't get too shit-faced.

(ambient music)

(upbeat music)

- What're you having? - Couple of beers.

Couple of shots.

- I'll just have a water. Thanks.

- Just came in for a bit of a perv and some tap water?

- Mate, I told you it's your first day.

You gotta have a drink.

- Steele, I don't drink.

- What would my fucking father say?

- He'd say, "Real men drink."

- And those who don't can't be trusted.

(ambient music)

(upbeat music)

There you are. Good boy.

Very obedient. You're all right, Hardwick.

Ooh, isn't he pretty?

(lips smacking) (lively music)

- [Announcer] Welcome to a special, special night!

(crowd cheering)

It's a sticky, sticky night, isn't it?

Can you feel it?

Just look at this sizzling piece of meat.

First time here?

- Yep.

- (snickering) Are you a top or a bottom?

- [Crowd Member] Ooh.

- Neither. - Just long nights

on the couch, watching porn and jacking off

into your snuggies.

Well, congratulations on crawling outta your dark,

moist little hole for a night.

One step at a time.

Ah, all my bitches is here.

(crowd cheering)

I'm Fat Frankie

and this is a little song about loving yourself

just a little hard.

- I'll be right back.

♪ Now you're getting restless ♪

♪ You know what I mean ♪

♪ What can I do without your love ♪

♪ What can I do without your sweet sweet love ♪

(singing indistinctly) (lively music)

♪ I'm on fire ♪

(glass knocks)

- On the house.

- Why is that?

- I feel sorry for you,

jacking off into your snuggy, oh-whoa-whoa.

- Kid, I would fuck you so hard

that your eyes pop outta your fuck head.

(lively music)

Fuck, shit. I'm Sorry.

♪ Get off your ass ♪

- Oi, Cody, get us another round. First day, hey?

Mm, good boy, hey? Have another drink.

(lively music continues)

Cheers, drink up.

- So your dad used to drink here?

- Yeah, it was an old cop joint

until the foundation started to rock.

- You still get along with your dad?

- Oh, yes, no, I mean, he's still me best mate,

but it wasn't always like that.

- I used to follow your dad and shit

on the news when I was a kid.

I saw that whole court case.

I used to think your dad was really cool?

- He's pretty cool. He's just a cheeky cunt.

And I have to put up with him.

Remind everyone that he's a hero.

- Yeah, he is a fucking hero.

That sort of shit happens.

- Yeah, exactly, we're all cops. Shit happens.

He's gonna be here in a minute.

I'm gonna take him down road for Indian

for dinner if you wanna come.

- No, I should be getting back.

- Ooh, speak of the devil.

- Devil incarnate at your service.

- Dad?

- Uh? - Constable Hardwick.

First day, Inner East.

- First day, eh? - Yeah.

- It's all fucking changed.

This place is full of grogs.

- Yeah. All right, Dad.

I'm gonna take you for a feed

before you put the force in any more disrepute.

- Mouth on, ain't she?

- Oi. - Tend to forget

that she's a fucking woman.

- It was great to meet you, Chief Superintendent.

I followed your career.

- Ah. Catch you around.

- Hey, see you in the shit.

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(glass knocks) (upbeat music continues)

(people chattering) (suspenseful music)

(sirens wailing) (people chattering)

(suspenseful music continues)

(bottle knocks) (suspenseful music continues)

- You want me to fuck your brains out?

- I do.

(suspenseful music)

Wait, you should stay.

(suspenseful music) (jacket flutters)

(door thuds)

(alarm chirps) (suspenseful music continues)

- Get your fucking hands off me.

- Mm.

(tense music) (Cody gasps)

- Where do you think you're going, huh?

- I'll just head off.

- Hey!

(suspenseful music)

Get on your knees.

(suspenseful music)

I said get on your fucking knees!

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Put your hands behind your back.

(cuffs clinking and cracking) (suspenseful music continues)

(gun clicks)

- I'm gonna conduct a search for your purse.

Do you agree to that?

- I do.

- Yeah?

(item crashes) (suspenseful music continues)

Just carry lube around with you. Do you?

In case someone wants to fuck you?

- Sometimes.

(packet rustles) (suspenseful music continues)

(paper crackling)

- What's this?

- You tell me.

- Oh.

(tense music) (feet clacking)

Sure looks like crystal.

It tastes like crystal.

It's probably crystal.

I'm placing you under arrest for the possession

of a schedule two narcotic. You don't have to say anything,

but anything you do say can be used to prosecute you.

Do you understand me?

- Are you serious?

(Cody sniffing) (tense music)

(pants rustling) (sensual music)

(zipper zipping)

(paper crackling) (Aiden spits)

(sensual music continues)

(Aiden groans) (sensual music continues)

(Cody grunts)

(Cody groans and grunts)

Get down there.

(Aiden groaning)

(Cody moaning) (sensual music continues)

(Aiden grunting and groaning)

(gun clatters and fires) (alarm wailing)

(Cody laughing)

(horn honks) (alarm wailing)

(Cody laughing)

(sirens wailing)

(cuffs clicking) (Cody laughing)

- I'll let you with a police caution.

The next one.

You're under arrest for real.

- You better fucking... (whines)

- Get outta here.

(sirens wailing) (Cody snickers)

- Woo!

- Fuck

- Nice to meet you, Aiden! (laughs)

(alarm wailing)

- Damn, fuck!

(Aiden panting)

(dog barking)

- Pure gold, you did the right thing.

Show me your firearm.

(tense music)

Geez, that's a fancy firearm for a fancy young cop, hey.

(gun clicking)

(gun caulks) (tense music continues)

Now put that back together.

Hey, where do you live, huh?

- A long way.

- Gimme your keys, come on.

Come on. Get in the car.

(tense music) (door clattering)

(vehicle whirring)

(birds squawking) (rooster crowing)

(Aiden groaning)

(chickens clucking) (birds squawking)

(door thuds)

(feet clacking)

(chickens clucking) (birds squawking)

- Wakey, wakey. Hands off snakey.

(chickens clucking) (feet clacking)

(Egg thuds and cracks) (chickens clucking)

Mm, (sighs) you wanna survive in the Inner East, mate,

you gotta do better than that.

- Yeah, I'm really sorry.

I'm usually not like that.

- Bullshit, I was.

When I was your age,

I'd drink in that bar

and then I'd go and fuck two or three moles.

(Aiden snorts)

- Some things haven't changed, I guess.

- Until they do.

(chuckles) I was a fucking animal.

(chuckles) Used to drink like a fish.

We used to reckon there wasn't a problem in the world

that you couldn't solve with a lump

of lead in the back of the head.

You had a woman problem, wasn't a problem.

You just move on.

(chickens clucking)

And that ponce,

Frankie Catalano used to run the knock shop upstairs.

- Interesting.

- Ah, it's fucking boring.

I'm just an old cunt now.

(chickens clucking)

I'll see you later.

(feet clacking)

Oh, I wasn't here.

- Hey?

Thank you.

(tense music) (feet clacking)

(door clattering)

- The dirt, the sweat,

the miasma that surrounds you is one of failure.

That is your spirit demanding better of you.

That light which inhabits you,

saying to your corporeal self you could do better than this.

You can be better than this.

What you just did is a hopeless thing.

You are no better than a dog.

But you don't have to be that dog forever.

You can be a wolf. You can be a hunter.

You can be more than you were

if you cling onto that lifeline, that lifeline of hope.

(people chattering)

- You don't need to keep wearing your uniform, man.

- I like doing it.

- Well, we would prefer you to wear your civvies in

if that's okay.

What's wrong with your hand?

- Oh, I dunno. I guess I have something.

- Oh yeah, wankers cramp?

- No, nothing like that.

- You okay?

- Yeah, just had too much to drink last night still.

- Oh, that's all right. That's what we do.

- I've just been trying to stay in control of myself lately.

- Everybody drinks.

(people chattering)

- Just feel like I let myself down is all.

The splint, it's not for wankers cramp.

- I know. I was joking. (chuckles)

- It's o that I can't.

- So that you can't masturbate?

- Trying to get myself back on a streak.

Longest I've gone is 250 days.

- Fuck.

- It's pretty hard. - I bet it was.

I bet it was like fucking concrete.

(Aiden scoffs)

(Steele chuckling)

Christ.

- So did you hook up with Cody?

(tense music)

- No. Nothing happened. - Great,

'cause it will be on the CCTV.

- (sighs) He was giving me lip

so I affected an arrest.

Let him off with a caution once he understood

the gravity of his offending.

- [Steele] Did you write that up?

- No, did you hear anything about it?

- [Steele] How about we go an check it out, you know?

Just in case.

(vehicle whirring) (upbeat music)

(tense music)

- [Aiden] Fuck, cameras.

- Yeah.

- Look, last night-

- Well, there he is. Your suspect?

- Yeah.

(door clatters and thuds) (suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music continues)

- Hey.

- Ah, you were thinking about me all day, about what we did.

You're wondering what would happen if you came back.

If I'd wanna go again.

- And?

- I do. I finish at 01:00.

(suspenseful music) (people chattering)

That cop smell gets me hard.

(suspenseful music)

That's how hard you make me.

How do I make you? - Hardwick?

- Yeah, so these cameras here, they are recording?

We're gonna need to see the footage.

- You're gonna have to ask Daddy nicely.

(suspenseful music)

(upbeat music) (people chattering)

- Look who I found, Daddy,

the hot cup from my video. (chuckles)

- Steele's latest meat puppet.

- It's Hardwick.

- Hard what?

- Wick. - Thought you said dick

- Loved your show last night.

- No, I loved your show last night.

- I want us to keep him forever. Can we, daddy?

He fucks like God damn.

- She's pretty, but she's got a weird energy.

She from the suburbs.

- Look, we won't take up too much of your time.

We just need access to the CCTV footage from last night

if that's possible.

- He's very good in that video, Daddy.

- Yes he is. All right.

Who wants to see the rough cut?

- Yeah. - No, I don't think

that's necessary. - No, I think it's better

that we see it here

so that we know what we're dealing with.

(Aiden stammer)

(ambient music) (Aiden grunts and groans)

- [Aiden] Get down there.

(mouse clicks)

- If we can just get the hard drive for that,

we'll be on our way.

- You know, the internet goes crazy

for that kind of shit.

- You're not gonna blackmail me.

- Excuse me? Friends blackmailing each other?

He is from the suburbs, isn't he?

- So are you okay to be his friend?

- What does that mean? - Is Hard Dick a little slow?

- Lots of coppers do favors for Frankie. It's normal.

- Yeah. Friends, it's normal.

- Normal.

- So normal.

(suspenseful music)

- Jaden speaking.

(suspenseful music continues)

(Steele sighs) (hand patting)

(Cody giggles) (Frankie applauds)

- Speaking of friends,

see this little one here that you raped?

- I didn't rape him. - It's true, Daddy.

He didn't rape me. I begged for his big filthy dick.

- Point is she's stealing from me.

- Daddy, that's bullshit.

- I've send this twink out on jobs

and she comes back with nothing.

- Hey, pull the knife.

- I need you to go out with him.

Make sure every dollar comes back to Daddy, you hear?

- Piece of cake.

- And if you find out he's keeping secrets,

rub him out.

(suspenseful music)

- And the footage?

- No one's going to see it

unless it ends up on my Tiktoks.

Break the dam into webs. - It's not gonna happen

though, is it, Frankie?

'Cause we're all friends now.

(Frankie sniffing)

- Friends.

- Friends with benefits.

That's okay, isn't it Daddy?

- [Steele] That's some good gear.

- Gimme 10 bucks.

(group clamoring) (lively music)

(upbeat music)

- You're not upset, are you?

- I just don't get how you can sit there bagging all

those pills and not even bat an eye when the cops walking.

- Well, back in the '80s, long before you were born,

princess, cops liked to let off steam, you know?

And they did not much like the gays.

My father found himself in charge of this raid,

kinda like a raid with benefits.

The cops marched into Fat Frankie's at 2:00 AM,

231 gay guys dancing to Milli Vanilli

and they brutalized the place.

There were knuckle dusters and truncheons and pepper spray.

And the cops had their fingers up them.

- Fuckin' hell, that's insane.

- Yeah. Do you know what's even crazier?

- What? - Fat Frankie had footage

of it all.

He had all these cameras all over the place.

It must've cost a fuckin' fortune at the time.

- So what happened?

- Well, Dad was smart, you know?

He made a deal with Fat Frankie.

Frankie kept all the footage in his safe,

which is where it is today.

And as long as it stayed there,

Frankie gets a free pass

to do whatever the fuck he wants.

- That's so fucked.

- Tells you he's a man of his word.

Should make you feel better.

- You're okay with it?

- What do you mean?

- What your dad did.

- Stop being such a wanker. Just work for Fat Frankie.

- Sure.

- There's nothing sketchy about it.

(crickets croaking) (tense music)

(tense music continues)

(group clamoring) (tense music continues)

(alarm chirps) (suspenseful music)

(group clamoring) (suspenseful music continues)

(keg scratches) (feet clacking)

(keg clatters)

- You came.

- Yeah, I said it was gonna come, so.

- You packing heat?

- I'm well protected.

We'll take my car?

- No, we'll take the tweak mobile.

(feet clacking)

(cover fluttering) (suspenseful music)

- Nice, subtle.

- I'll go get clean like a virgin.

(suspenseful music continues) (material rustling)

(door thuds)

You get so hard so quickly.

- I gave you the wrong impression.

- Oh really?

- Look, I'm not proud of what I did the other night.

I'm sorry. Okay?

I'm here to work.

(engine whines and roars)

- We can work.

(lively music) (engine roaring)

(flame sizzling)

(Cody sighs)

Almost ready.

- When was the first time you got high?

- With Fat Frankie when he rescued me.

- By giving you heroin.

- I needed it. I was 14.

I loved it.

And he cared for me.

I wanted that.

- You know you're better than that.

- Fuck off.

- I mean it.

You can be.

I know what it's like to struggle with addiction.

- You know you have the right to remain silent.

(chair knocks)

A few years ago when I was relatively new to the force,

there was this kid, kept getting into trouble.

- Come on dude, just help me out her.

- As always, just him and me in the interview room.

I'm asking questions

and he's just giving me this thirsty look.

(ominous music)

So I terminate the record of interview

and just let him off with a police caution.

Eventually he got done for armed robbery,

went before the courts and they made it out

like he was this victim.

Like I was taking advantage.

I get what they were saying, it was wrong,

but there was nothing I could do to stop myself.

(lighter clacks) (suspenseful music)

- I don't care.

(pensive music)

(people chattering) (pensive music continues)

(people chattering) (pensive music continues)

(suspenseful music) (person moans)

(chains rattling) (suspenseful music continues)

- Do you like him

- What's that on his dick?

- A cock cage.

- Does it work?

- Oh, sure, but if he gets hard,

that's sucker would (whip slaps)

- Yeah. Very practical.

(chains rattling) (upbeat music)

- I can cage you.

- I'm good.

(upbeat music) (Cody groaning)

(suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music continues)

(suspenseful music continues)

(curtains rustling) (suspenseful music continues)

(feet clacking)

I gotta get outta here.

- The clients are watching.

(suspenseful music continues) (people chattering)

- We'll go for a smoke.

Got any cigarettes? - No.

- Can you go over and bum one?

(traffic humming) (sirens wailing)

(tense music)

(cigarette sizzling)

I bet you wish you could get that porno of us back

so you don't have to babysit me anymore.

- I want so many things I can't have.

- What if I could get it for you?

- How?

- It's in the safe.

- Safe?

- The safe, it contains everything:

all the money in the world,

hundreds of videos of cops doing the craziest shit.

Our porn we made.

It would just be ours and we could watch it over and over.

Don't you wanna watch it again?

- What kind is it?

- It's big and old like Fat Frankie.

- Do you have any photos?

- Of the safe?

(cigarette sizzling)

- It's an old bound safe.

Not that difficult to get into.

- Seriously?

- Theory.

- Can we seriously do it?

- No, probably not.

(traffic whirring)

- I guess he's your daddy now too.

(suspenseful music)

- There's a long tradition

of the celibate abstinence community

actually using physical interventions.

The Catholic faith, for example,

has long been a proponent of using guarders of thorns

to control their base desires.

It doesn't make you less than because you need

a device or an impulse.

I mean, literally you are drowning.

You're gonna reach out for anything that can help you.

(ball popping)

- What's up?

- Pretty sure I've seen that guy at the gay bar.

- Nah, I don't think so.

Frankie doesn't deal in smack anyway.

Just pills and shit.

- What are you, his lawyer?

- Oh, come on, you're the

one who's working for him.

How's that going? Is he making you wear a suit?

- (sighs) He's pretty cruisy.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

But can't help

but think that someone needs to take him down a pin.

- Oh yeah. Well, you are not the only one.

- Didn't he and your dad used to be friends?

- Something like that.

Uh, my mom used to work in the brothel above the cop pub

and to wonder, she got shot in the back of the head.

Dad and Frankie reckon they were gonna find out

who the arsehole was who did it but

they didn't even ask the right questions, you know?

Just relationships, you know,

and just fuckin' keep it in the family.

- There's something I gotta tell you.

- Yeah.

- That night when I hooked up with Cody,

my gun went off.

- Jesus Christ. - Yeah, I was freaking out.

I didn't know what to do,

but your dad was there.

- What?

- He just turned up outta nowhere and helped me.

Drove me home.

Sorry. He asked me not to tell you.

- Listen to me, I don't want you

to have anything to do with that guy.

He's fucking crazy. Okay?

He's got all these crazy fucking ideas in his head about,

you know, jobs he wants to do,

people he wants to knock off.

He's just... Fuck.

- Yeah, sorry.

- But if he comes anywhere near you

and-and wants you to do a job

or anything, just stay the away, okay?

- Okay, sorry.

(train clattering)

(engine roaring) (upbeat music)

(button clicks)

- [Automated Speaker] Going down.

(bell dings) (upbeat music)

(people chattering) (upbeat music continues)

(sirens wailing) (upbeat music continues)

(engine roaring)

(money crackles and rustles)

- How much is there?

- Four and a half grand.

- Four and a half exactly?

- It's two for the show, two for the coke,

and 500 per pill, so I know how to count.

- There wasn't any extra?

(engine roaring) (Cody sighs)

- 1,800 from going through old man wallets.

- That's not very nice.

- You Wanna split it?

- Sure.

Cheers for that.

- Mm.

(engine roaring)

(window scratching)

(mellow synthesizer music)

(mellow synthesizer music continues)

(window scratches)

- Has Fat Frankie hurt you?

- Hmm, has a cat got an arse?

- When did he give you that scar?

- How do you know it's a scar? What if it's a love heart?

What if it's 'cause he loves me?

(pensive music)

- It's fucked up, Cody.

What else does he do to you?

- Is that a fantasy of yours? You wanna hear about my pain?

- Of course not. - You some kind of sicko?

- Forget about it.

(pensive music)

- So you don't want to hear about

when he strings me up in the cage,

unable to breathe,

passing out every five minutes?

(pensive music) (vehicle whirring)

I'm still allowed to hook up

if that's what you're worried about.

- That's not what I want.

- I'm only having sex in committed relationships.

- Are you asking me out?

(pensive music)

- You're not exactly boyfriend material?

(engine roaring)

- Nah.

(engine roaring) (tense music)

(lively music) (people chattering)

- Playful people, incredible on you.

Now remember how expensive they are.

You don't wanna pay for duty, so don't take the tits off

until you go through customs

and then my friends will meet you, understand?

Get on that plane.

Fly, fly, my precious child.

(lively music)

You got something for Daddy?

(money slaps)

(scoffs) You remind me of one

of those old school coppers.

- [Aiden] Really?

- You got poise,

but you gotta get that twink outta your head.

- Why's that?

- Boys like that don't last forever.

They burn bright and then...

- Then what?

- Depends.

- Lump of lead in the back of the head?

- You've been talking to Sampo.

Lead in the back of the head.

It's how we met, upstairs in the brothel.

Came to see me with a baby

and a dead lady.

And then we became friends, see?

- Friends.

- You know about friends, Hard Dick?

- Yeah.

- Just think Sampo should say something to Steele, you know?

- How so?

- About her mother, how she died.

Now that he's out, he should face up to all that.

Tell her the truth.

Earrings!

What color is this dress?

- Uh, chartreuse.

- Chartreuse, some window licker handed me

these fuckin' coral earrings.

Thank you, baby.

Don't know what I'll ever do without you.

Where are my balls?

(material swooshes)

Mm, hope they're charged this time.

- I'm not a total idiot, Daddy.

- News to me.

(ambient music) (necklace rattling)

There are these dogs you can get.

They're brought up in little tiny cages

and they can barely move,

so their bones can't develop.

Which means they remain young

and cute for life

With little squishy faces.

(Frankie snorkeling and sniffing)

Wish we'd done the same thing to you.

Then we could keep you forever.

- I know, Daddy.

(lips smacking) Bye, Daddy. Break a leg tonight.

Don't screw it up.

- Screw it up.

(money rustling)

(thunder rumbling)

(dog barking)

(suspenseful music) (rain pattering)

(bell dinging)

(Aiden groans) (door squeaks)

- Hi, sorry to be late.

Can I just look at your order?

Is it the Plaster Master Kitchen Helper?

Or was it the Cellmate Male Chastity Penis Cage?

- Yeah, yeah, yeah. That's about right, thanks.

- Hey, I can help you with the product.

I don't have anywhere to be.

(rain pattering) (pensive music)

(door thuds) (pensive music continues)

(box scratches) (pensive music continues)

(tense music)

(chastity clinking) (tense music continues)

(chastity clinking)

- [Speaker] We are in a war.

You have to preserve your ammunition.

There are enemies all around

and you never know exactly how many of them are out there.

The dangerous man is the man

who has good firearms discipline,

is the man who's got his finger on the guard,

who's got his safety on,

who's got muzzle pointed down on the ground.

Because that man knows how to that.

That same with your cock.

♪ Rang-a-dang-a-Dang, you blew your cover ♪

♪ Rang-a-dang-a-dang you stole my lover ♪

♪ Rang-a-dang-a-dang I clap like thunder ♪

♪ Hold you under rang-a-ding-ding ♪

♪ Bling-a-bling-a-Bling the money is coming ♪

♪ Bling-a-bling-a-bling it's coming thick and fast ♪

♪ You better be calling me, Daddy ♪

♪ Daddy ♪

♪ Daddy ♪

(lively music)

- Strap yourselves in!

Or strap yourselves on.

It's going to be a wild night.

It's Fat Frankie Drag Semi Finals!

(crowd cheering)

- I have a secret.

- What is it?

- I can't stop thinking about you.

- Let's just get through tonight.

- And then?

- We'll see.

- You like me, don't you?

- You drive me fucking crazy.

(lips smacking) (suspenseful music)

(lips smacking)

- Misdemeanor!

(lively music)

♪ I will give you this piece of cake ♪

♪ 'Bout to save your soul ♪

♪ My mama told me to ♪

♪ Before she went away ♪

♪ If I will be (indistinct) little girl ♪

♪ She put my head in curls ♪

(artist singing indistinctly)

(screens crackling) (upbeat music)

♪ I know you wanna ♪

♪ But I'm gonna have to let you down ♪

♪ Oh, my jelly roll is sweet ♪

- This drag is drag.

Am I wrong?

- What? She's incredible.

♪ But you can't have it ♪

♪ I ain't gonna give you love ♪

- Just not enjoying myself.

- That's 'cause you a miserable bitch.

- I'll order you a drink.

(upbeat music)

(lips smacking)

♪ I wanna give you this piece of cake ♪

♪ Not to save your soul ♪

- What about another line, girl? Go on.

- Nah. Something's missing.

(artist singing indistinctly)

♪ She put my hair in curls ♪

(artist singing indistinctly)

♪ I know you want it ♪

♪ But I'm gonna have to let you down ♪

♪ Now your getting your ♪

- It's my balls.

- [Friends] Your balls?

- My anal balls in me arse.

They vibrate to the sound.

Since my surgery,

it's the only way I can truly appreciate drag.

But my twink keeps forgetting to charge them.

They're not vibrating.

That's it. I've had it up to pussy's bow.

(upbeat music) (drill whining)

- How long will it take?

- Five minutes.

(feet clacking) (upbeat music)

(feet clacking) (ominous music)

(upbeat music) (feet clacking)

(Aiden panting) (feet clacking)

- What the fuck?

(upbeat music) (feet clacking)

(light clicks)

(lamp thuds) (Frankie whines and crashes)

- Fuck, Cody.

- Frankie?

- Ooh.

- I can't find a pulse.

Let's just get this done.

(Frankie gasping) (Aiden groans)

(Frankie screams) (Aiden grunting)

- You motherfucker. Fucking get you, Hard Dick.

Oh, I'm gonna get you, fuckin' kill you.

(drill whining) (Aiden whines)

(Frankie screaming) (blood squirts and patters)

(Frankie crashes) (Cody panting)

(Aiden panting) (gems rattling)

(upbeat music)

(feet clacking)

(keys rattling) (safe clatters)

(door creaks)

(items crackling)

- Let's get the fuck outta here.

(Cody panting)

(Cody inhales and exhales)

(feet clacking)

- Bye, Daddy.

(tense music)

You don't get to hurt me anymore.

(foot thuds) (Cody grunts)

(pants) You fuckin' fuck.

(feet clacking)

(energetic music)

(trunk thuds) (door thuds)

(engine roaring)

(chain rattling) (energetic music continues)

(Cody chuckles)

Ah, we killed Daddy!

- Woo, we killed Daddy.

- Cody, sh!

- Ring-a-ding-a-ding! - Cody!

- We killed my Daddy!

Woo-hoo! Woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo!

- Cody, shut the fuck up.

What the fuck is wrong with you?

We'll draw attention to ourselves. We need an alibi.

We need people to see us.

We need go about our normal business

as if nothing happened.

Do the address for the job to do?

(energetic music)

God, your fucking insane.

(engine roaring)

(energetic music) (crowd cheering)

(door clicks) (people chattering)

(crowd cheering) (door thuds)

(trunk clattering) (people chattering)

(pensive music)

(suspenseful music)

(tense music)

(item slaps) (trunk thuds)

(upbeat music)

(door clatters and thuds)

- Ooh.

- All good?

- Yeah. - Great.

- It was fun in there.

Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm, is it okay if I grab my breasts

out the back?

- There's four kilos of heroin in those tits.

- You said all you wanted was the CCTV. Now what?

All of a sudden you want the drugs?

- Come on, Cody, you know that's not what I'm saying-

- Gimme my shit.

- I'm gonna be dropping you back at the bar,

which is a murder scene,

which is gonna be crawling with cops.

You are not walking in there with four kilos

of smack, got it?

- And if I want?

- If you wanna go to jail.

(engine roaring)

- There's nothing keeping us apart anymore.

(engine roaring)

- I know you're still obsessed with me, right?

I'll do anything you want me to do.

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