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[DISCO MUSIC PLAYS]

[ENGINE ROARS]

[MONTY] Say what you want about lawyers, I liked this one.

He wasn't much good in a high wind,

but he caused a storm in the courtroom.

We sued the Perth nightclub in the Human Rights Commission.

Back then, no-one had ever done that.

You're just the wrong kind of black.

Refusing to hire me because I was Aboriginal was racial discrimination.

The club apologized and paid through their pearly white teeth.

[LAUGHS] Hoo! Whoo!

It was the biggest payout

in the history of the Human Rights Commission.

They even awarded damages for pain and suffering.

Whoa!

[MONTY] And I tell you what, nothing eases pain and suffering

like a silver Mercedes 450 SLC.

[ENGINE ROARS]

[DISCO MUSIC CONTINUES]

[MONTY] And I was home.

People were calling me a human rights champion.

Dad liked that one - "champion".

-[CHEERING] -Like father, like son, he reckoned.

You bloody did it, Monty, you little ripper!

Well, what can I say?

I have a good lawyer.

-Hey! -Oh, I just did the paperwork.

No, brother. Teamwork.

-Hey! -Who's the wrong kind of black now?

Who you calling black, mate?

Uh, no, I was just, um...

Ahhh! Just gammin' with ya.

Hey, listen, listen, listen, um...

We've got something for you.

Now, uh, this is hot off the press from Townsville.

[LAUGHS]

[MONTY] I knew that modelling shoot would bite me on the bum one day.

[CAMERA CLICKS]

[MONTY] Where'd they get that photo?

Mate, mate, if you've got it, you flaunt it,

and those pants don't lie, mate.

What self-respecting blackfella looks like this?

Oh, Monty...

The mob back home will reckon I'm a national embarrassment.

Hey, hey, hey, Monty, Monty, Monty, no, no.

This is no time to focus on national embarrassment.

It's Australia Day!

[CHEERING]

['GOD SAVE THE QUEEN' PLAYS]

[MONTY] And as I drank with my white mates and my white lawyer

on a day of white settlement,

here was Paulie.

[SINGS IN INDIGENOUS LANGUAGE]

[MONTY] By then, he'd started teaching culture in schools,

but that didn't stop him dancing on weekends.

He took any chance he could to keep the stories alive.

[GIRL] Why is he dressed like that?

[WOMAN] That's what they wear.

[PAULIE] Can you do the kangaroo?

[WOMAN] He's not playing with the sticks. No.

Katie, don't go any closer.

Sweetie, you can give them a coin, but never touch them, OK?

[LAUGHTER AND CHATTER]

[DISCO MUSIC PLAYS]

Ooh! Brother, you smell minty.

I ran out of paint. No ochre about.

Colgate is a deadly replacement.

-Perfect Australia Day costume. -Traditional whitener.

[MONTY] What he didn't say was that he'd painted up with my toothpaste.

I've seen whiter.

[MONTY] If anybody says all us blackfellas are the same,

this'd be a good moment to show them...

Paulie in a loincloth and me in a groin cloth.

Yeah, that's...not exactly the best image

of a 'give 'em hell' black activist, eh?

Mum reckons it was perfect.

Mum?

[MONTY] So, it turns out

the Townsville papers asked Mum for a photo

and she chose the most embarrassing one she could find.

Thousands of copies later, she'd got me back

for all the trouble I'd ever caused her.

Mind you, as I recall, trouble usually started with Paulie.

[PAULIE] I've got one! I've got one!

Ooh, Mum's gonna get gooly-up when this flies at her.

[BLUES MUSIC PLAYS]

Mrs Griffith gonna flog us.

It's OK. Chickens like the cold.

Besides, I'll give it back.

Boys?

We're having beef for dinner tonight.

You boys are off to the butcher.

50 pence of blade.

Got it.

No lollies.

Got it.

Anything for you, Mum.

See you, Miss Chesterman. Thanks for the lollies.

Mum's gonna know.

It's OK. 45 pence is a lot of minya.

But the weight. She can tell from the weight. She's gonna know.

It's OK. I double-wrapped it. The weight'll be perfect.

[MUFFLED CLUCKING]

[MUFFLED CLUCKING]

[CLUCKING GROWS LOUDER]

[CLUCKING CONTINUES]

Oh, bloody hell! Not again!

Oh, I'm gonna flog these boys!

Come on.

Come on, miss. Old lady Griffith will be looking for you.

Come on. Hmm.

[SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY] [VEHICLE APPROACHES]

Hey. See that?

What do you reckon?

You wanna be able to fly like a kite hawk or box like a kangaroo?

Kangaroo.

Come on, then, little man.

Oi?!

You fighting in public?

You could do time for that.

Nah, we weren't. We were being kangaroos.

Oh, really?

Well, we hit a roo on the way home last night, didn't we, Bruce?

Yeah, went straight through it, Kev.

-Made a funny noise. -Yeah.

Sorta went..."Boong"

Boong...boong.

Where'd you get them lollies? You stole them, didn't you?

-We bought 'em. -Mum gave us the money.

Yeah, right.

I reckon you're lying. Nah, you can ask Mum.

-She's home, waiting for us. -Really?

Well, we'd better give Mum a visit, then.

Monty?

Shh.

But isn't this how cousin Tom died, eh?

The cops got him, eh?

It'll be alright, brother. Mum will stick up for us.

It's gonna be OK.

And I opened the freezer and this chicken jumped out into my face.

Oh! [LAUGHS]

Bloody troublemakers, those boys, I tell you.

Oh, they're alright.

It's just hijinks.

You try raising them. Eh, Chicky?

Listen. You're always bringing food over here and feeding us.

Why don't you keep that chicken?

I can just tell Don that the snakes got it.

Oh, I couldn't do that.

Go on. I insist.

Well, that's very kind of you.

Those boys'll be getting their dinner tonight, and just desserts.

[LAUGHS]

No-one home.

That's the second time you've lied to us.

She should be home. I don't know where she is.

Oh, "She should be home, I don't know where she is."

You know what?

We've got a way of dealing with you down at the station.

Come on, let's go. You too, let's go.

[DAD] Oi!

Where you taking my kids?

You can talk to them down at the station, mate.

Have a go at this bloke.

Probably drunk.

I know what my old man would've done.

Hmm. They were the days.

-[PAULIE] What's Dad doing? -He's playing chicken.

Fuck him. He'll move.

[TYRES SCREECH]

Bugger me.

Oh, here we go.

Here comes Mum.

-[BRUCE] Jesus. -[MUM] What's going on?

What are you doing with my boys?

We caught 'em stealing lollies.

I gave them that money.

You expect us to believe

that you've got that sort of money to throw around?

Mont, how much concrete you laid today?

Big mob.

Enough for 45 pence of meat...

..5 pence of lollies.

-[MUM] Move it, Paulie. -Good kangaroos.

Hoppity-hop.

[BRUCE] See you next time, boys.

[MUM] Mont, leave it alone!

[DAD] Come here, kids.

[MUM GRUNTS]

This is strange-looking beef.

It's chicken.

I found her in my freezer, dead.

I don't know how she got in there.

She was only a little chook.

Well, go on, then... Eat up.

[MONTY] If Mrs Griffith hadn't filled us in later,

we would have gone to our graves

thinking we had murdered that chicken in seriously cold blood.

Mum got us good.

I guess that's where Paulie got his acting skills from.

[DISCO MUSIC PLAYS]

You good, yabaju?

[MUFFLED MUSIC AND CHATTER NEARBY]

[MONTY] The trouble with performers is you can't tell when they're hurting.

[MAN] Hey, buddy, you must be pretty cold, wearing that.

Or are you too drunk to feel anything?

[MONTY] Paulie had been hurting bad for a long time.

Well, speak up.

And eventually, even he couldn't keep up the act.

I'm the only fella in Melbourne not drunk.

But I guess you're too dumb to realise that, eh, pigs?

[MONTY] Paulie would be the first to admit he was a bit of a stirrer.

But that night, he had no idea

how much trouble he'd just stirred up for himself.

[POLICEMAN GRUNTS]

[PAULIE STRAINS] [GRUNTS]

Ahh...

[POLICEMAN GRUNTS]

[GRUNTS REPEATEDLY] [KICKS THUD]

[GRUNTS]

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