Original subtitles

What's going on?

We gotta go.

Hey! Are you leaving?

No. You can't leave. That's not how this works.

Get your shit and get the fuck out of my house.

Just leave it.

[crickets chirrup and frogs croak]

[phone buzzes]

Hey.

[woman] Cam? Meet me at the beach.

What?

[woman] That fucking cop's at the party. We had to get out of there.

Hedwig, which cops? Did they see the…

-[Hedwig] It's Drysdale.

I think he saw the pills. But I don't know.

Listen, Hedwig. We have to get out of town.

Tonight.

[Hedwig] Why?

Cam, it's OK, there's another party at the beach, I can offload…

No, no, no. We gotta get out. We gotta leave.

[Hedwig] Why?

You don't… You don't know this guy.

[Hedwig] What? What do you mean?

-Hedwig, if they saw… -[Hedwig] OK. OK. Just come get me at the beach.

Yeah.

[cat meows]

[engine struggles]

Arghh!

[phone buzzes]

-[Hedwig] Cam, where are you?

-Car won't fuckin' start.

-Fix it! -No, listen to me.

They know, alright? So we gotta get out of town. Tonight.

I've packed all of our shit but my car is fucked.

-Don't worry, I'll get us a car. Meet me at the hiding place, OK?

-OK.

[twig snaps]

[thudding]

[theme music]

[women sing]

[wind chimes clang]

Hello, Scout.

Hi.

I was on my way to the school.

Where did she go, Katia?

Oh, darling, I don't know.

You know, she changed when you left.

We weren't getting on.

You know Hedwig, she gets angry.

Said she didn't need me.

Didn't wanna live with me anymore.

Why?

Uh...I just...I feel terrible about it now.

Because she wanted money.

I didn't wanna give it to her and that's why she moved out.

Then things went bad here too.

Wait, what do you mean things went bad?

Ah, your mother didn't tell you.

Tell me what?

Where's Mum?

She's organising the baby's room.

Why'd you guys kick Hedwig out?

Um...it's a complicated story.

Like it?

I think it's one of Huck's best. New beginnings.

It's nice that the baby will always be able to see that.

Why didn't you tell me you threw Hedwig out?

It didn't work out.

She didn't behave.

Right, so you kicked her out and now she's missing

and all you seem to care about, Mum, is this!

You know, it's as if you don't want me to be happy.

But you don't really care about her, do you, Mum?

Of course I care about Hedwig.

But she's an adult.

She made her own decisions.

That's a shit painting.

[thunder rumbles]

Hello?

[muffled screaming]

Why are you here?

Where's Hedwig?

I don't know.

-I'm calling the cops. -No! No, no, no. Hey.

-Listen... -Let go of me.

Stop! -Let go of me!

-I'll explain everything to you. Alright?

But you need to calm down.

If you still wanna call the cops after that, you can.

But you need to listen to me, OK?

OK, fine.

Tell me.

[drumroll]

[laidback music]

♪ Baby ♪

♪ Baby ♪

♪ Baby ♪

♪ Baby... ♪♪

Thanks, Tom.

[indistinct chatter]

- Hey, hey Cam, were out of weed!

[woman] You awake?

-Ay! -What? I'm sleeping.

OK, well, this is Hedwig and she needs to score.

What do you want?

She wants coke.

How much?

A gram.

Two.

I've got one on me. It's $350.

You should tell him who you're scoring for.

Private client.

A very famous private client, right?

He likes drugs.

Play your cards right, you might be able to afford a window.

[chuckles]

-What was your name? -Hedwig.

Any discount for a new customer?

Hedwig the hustler.

So is that your pretty car outside?

Can I drive?

You any good?

You could teach me.

[scoffs] Move over.

What did you do to afford this?

It was contra.

If I had this car, I'd just go.

Where?

[whispers] Everywhere.

Hey, um, we're having a little party tonight,

if you wanna come back and kick it with us.

Yeah...maybe.

[phone alert chimes]

[man] There you are.

[groans]

Stay for a bit.

Come on, we can talk, can't we?

How do you afford all this?

We're careful with money, I guess.

OK. Well, that's good.

-I'll text you. -Sure.

[electronic music]

Wait, you came! What?

-I was in the neighbourhood. -Oh, yeah.

Oi! Oi! Queen Hedwig has graced us with her presence.

And her liquor. Thank you.

[dance music plays]

-You're an angel -No, angels are boring. I'm an eagle.

And where are you flying off to, my angel-eagle?

The fuck away from here.

[giggles]

Look!

We're trashed.

No, look again.

What do you see?

I don't know.

I found you.

Mine.

Where's mine?

That's yours.

[giggles]

How much money do you make?

Enough.

I work at this wellness place.

All these rich jokers pretending to be pure.

Perfect targets, like ducks floating by in a shooting booth.

[imitating gunfire]

Ooh. You're bad. [chuckles]

I'd be a great salesperson, though.

Think about it.

You don't need this. You've got your, er, movie star.

Maybe.

He's unpredictable.

Do you fuck him?

No.

[chuckles]

I could help you, though.

Why?

I need to be free.

You are free.

No.

Just think about it.

[jangly music plays]

Let me talk, OK?

How come?

[dogs bark]

[Cam] I wouldn't just bring anyone around here, Fiona.

She knows some good people. There'd be some really big buyers.

-What's your name again? -Hedwig.

Head wig?!

You vouching for her?

-On my life, yeah. -Oh! It would be.

-Making you hungry? -Vegetarian.

Nature is beautiful.

Ha! Nature is violence.

Violence and death.

Makes the world turn, right Cam?

Come on, then, girl.

You can help me feed my doggies.

Not you, handsome.

You help the boys with the packing.

Who's the blondie?

-A friend. -A hot little number.

Wasted on you.

Maybe.

I'll take her off your hands, mate.

Hey.

Hey.

Hey, man.

-Do you want a bucket? -No. Good, thanks, man.

-These the new pills? -Yeah, mate.

Fuckin' brain-twisters.

Are they? Hmm.

How's your business going, Cam?

Huh?

You know, your um...your backdoor business. Your side side-hustle.

Don't know what you're talking about, mate.

Oh.

Anyway. Suit yourself.

Always wished I had a girl around here.

But, oh, no. Boy after fucking boy.

-Both of them arseholes. -Oi!

Yeah, you heard.

Take good care of this one, eh? She's a darlin'.

OK.

You ready?

You heard. I'm a darlin'.

[Scout] You used her.

No.

I care about her. We're a team.

-So where is she? -I don't know!

-(sniffs) I don't know, Scout. -I think you did something to her.

I didn't.

What the fuck did you do?

We were stupid.

We got greedy.

[woman] I trusted you!

I don't ever want to see you in this house again.

[Hedwig] Alright, Jesus! I'm going.

And you, I don't want to see YOU here again either.

Or I'll call the cops.

People try for you, but it's no use.

What the hell did you do?

I may have sold her man some molly and he went off the deep end.

[whispers] While they were fucking.

Oh, he's in trouble.

Hey, can you uh, drive me to Andy's?

I thought… No, you're not coming back to mine?

No. I'm going there.

Alright.

So what do you do there at Dolan's?

He kind of needs me right now.

Maybe I need him.

I don't understand but…

It's OK. I promise.

-Who's that guy? -My friend.

Welcome home.

[jangly music plays]

Hey, Camel-toe.

You know the best technique for spearfishing?

You pick a small target, preferably just behind the top of the gill.

That usually ends things nice and quick.

Stop fucking around, man.

OK.

Hey, we need some shots of your boyfriend with his pants down

next time you're giving him a knee-wobbler.

Oh, don't worry, it's waterproof.

[they giggle]

Righto?

Why? He's not gonna cause any trouble.

Maybe. Sometimes we just get bored, don't we, mate?

Yeah.

Sometimes we just… Yeah, we go looking for sport, mate.

-We go looking for it. -Fucking pull it.

Through the glass? Do you reckon? Headshot? Headshot!

[Fiona on phone] What is it?

I really need to come speak to you, Fiona.

In private.

-Come to the lab. -Yeah.

Hot enough for you?

[dog barks]

Fuck me! Those thistles!

[liquid bubbles]

A woman can dream

but I'm guessing you didn't drive all the way out here for a root, did ya?

Uh... I can't do what Laith asked me.

-I can't film the chief. -Cam…

On an operation of this size,

you need your checks and balances in place.

Assurances. Insurances.

I can't.

[chuckles] Want a bigger cut!

Well, we're in the midst of an expansion here. Look at all this gear.

It's not about money.

Every single thing in life is about money, love or death. No exceptions.

-Fiona, listen to me... -Cam, no exceptions.

If it's not money, you want to think long and hard. Are you choosing love?

Or something more permanent?

Hm?

[Andy] Hey! Where you going?

Hey!

Thanks.

You OK?

Can we just go?

-Is that arsehole hurting you? -Don't be that guy.

I don't care. I'll fuckin' destroy him.

[mockingly] I'll fuckin' destroy him.

Fuck off.

[they giggle]

Do you have weed?

Yeah.

Let's go to the beach.

I want to show you something.

OK.

New Eden.

Shiny town.

Spooky.

I come here to fuck the Police Chief sometimes.

Mm-hm.

And he pays?

You got feelings for him?

It's complicated.

-Complicated? -Yeah.

Nothing's black-and-white, girl.

I want to see.

See what?

[giggles]

Hedwig!

Stop, seriously, we can't go in.

Hedwig!

[lock clicks]

Welcome home, honey.

Why don't I put on your favourite show?

Click.

What is it?

You and me don't really belong here, do we?

Let's start again somewhere new.

I'll be an actor.

I'll get a really cool place.

Nobody will ever make us do anything ever again.

Promise me.

As soon as we get enough money, we go.

We don't tell anyone, we just…disappear.

[car engine approaches]

Oh, shit.

Fuck!

[car engine stops]

[men speak indistinctly]

Tommy! Tommy. Tommy gun.

Alright. Got it?

[Cam whispers] What are they doing here?

Come on.

[men speak indistinctly]

You right to lock up?

Yeah, I'm good.

See you, Tommy.

[engine starts]

What's he doing?

[garage door bangs]

No.

Yes. Oh, yeah.

-I know where to go. -Yeah?

[Scout] You idiots.

Why didn't you leave straightaway?

Because she wanted to wait.

For me.

For Andy Dolan's party.

She thought she could offload a bunch of it there but…

Everything went wrong that night.

They found a gun in your car.

What?

The gun that killed Tom Mulvaney.

It's in the news. You're wanted for murder.

That's not… That's not mine. I didn't kill Tom.

Who did, then?

I can't tell you.

I just can't.

Can you please help me?

Look…

I'll find you a car but you have to stay here until I come back.

[stifles sobs]

[cries]

[birds sing]

[car approaches]

[engine stops, door slams]

[man] You seen Tom?

Knock-knock. Hey. You seen Tom?

Um, I don't know. Probably working the veggie patch.

OK.

No worries. Just got some cash for him so we're gonna put it in his room, alright?

OK.

Oi, oi. Fuckin' bingo.

Bingo. Dumb cunt.

Where's the rest of them?

Hi, Tom, where are ya? We've got your cash.

No, no worries. We'll uh, we'll come see ya.

-Where is he? -Doing some fuckin' yoga or some shit.

[footsteps depart]

[raised voices in distance]

[agitated talk nearby]

[Tom screams]

-Tell us a thing or two. -I don't know. I only took a few.

No! No!

Tell us! Just tell us, mate. Open your mouth.

How's that? Am I jogging your memory?

-A bit more? -Arghh!

How's that?

[Tom] I swear!

Oh! He's getting violent! He's got some fight in him.

You wanna fight? You wanna fight?

Oh, shit, you right?

Good, good. Alright, mate. Gonna start putting holes in you, mate.

Gonna start you off on a number three.

Where are we gonna do it? The lips or the eyebrows? Where we going to go?

[cries]

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