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- Back in the '70s.

I thought I had it made

I was gonna be a famous photographer,

and Helen would be my wife.

Yip, she was my girl.

Ms. Lucy was like a teacher, except what she taught,

put a smile on every guy's face.

Everybody really liked Ms. Lucy.

So Lucy, Everybody hide a Big Bazza

and his thug, Little Pete

Those bastards thought they ran the show.

You know, Big Bazza actually expected everybody

to look up to him, which was hard,

unless you're on your knees.

Then there was the Snake.

I thought he was just a legend.

But on that day, he saved Ms. Lucy.

And as he walked away,

I knew that I wanted to be just like him.

Mysterious, and above all,

caring.

- Don't move.

I wouldn't do that.

Put your hands in the air.

What's your name?

- Paul. - Paul who?

- Just Paul.

- Well just Paul,

why did you kill him?

I said, why did you kill him?

- He was a dirty cop.

- And what are you, a hitman?

Or was it personal?

- It wasn't personal.

Well Officer, where do we go from here?

- Start taking your clothes off.

- What?

- Take your clothes off.

- Are you serious. - I'm dead serious.

Take your fucking clothes off.

Turn around, show me your ass.

I said, turn around.

Not bad. - Not bad?

What kind of arrest is this? - Shut your mouth.

Put your hands behind your back.

All right, sport, you're coming with me.

Oh, you like that, don't ya?

I said you like that, don't you?

- Whatever you say.

- You want some more, baby, huh?

- What are you teaching you people at the academy?

- Oh, shut up, you're distracting me .

Very, very nice .

Pleasure meeting you, Paul, I'm Matty.

- The pleasure's all mine.

- You know you're the first hitman

I've ever screwed.

- Are you really a cop?

- I didn't get the uniform at Kmart.

- Well, what were you doing hiding back there?

- Staying the night

The stiff in the lounge room was my boyfriend.

- Oh shit.

- Oh, don't worry about it.

- Well what now, are you gonna arrest me or fuck me again?

- Well, Paul, that depends on you.

- What do you mean by that?

Dick, you rat bag, I'm not here listening to your lies.

- The bitch lied to me, Paul,

she told me she was 16.

I didn't know she was Eva Drucker's daughter.

Oh geez. - That's not the point,

Bob, you raped her. - I didn't rape her,

she came onto me.

She almost ripped my bloody clothes off.

- It's too late for lies, Bob.

- Well, come on, Paul, can't we talk about this.

I've got 50 Gs stashed in a little black box.

I'll tell you exactly where it's buried,

and you let me go, and the money's yours.

You'll never see me again.

That's far enough, Bob. - Oh, come on, Paul.

- Paul, please don't do this,

look, I'm begging you, Paul, please.

- I don't like people who rape women.

- No, Paul, Paul.

- Shit, shit.

Shit.

Jesus.

Shit.

- Wait, wait, wait, you got to help,

you got to help please.

It's my wife, my wife's, she's not well,

she's just over there, you got to help her.

See you later .

Bye-bye loser .

- So what happened? - He got away.

The gun jammed again.

- What do you mean the gun jammed, I checked it myself.

- Yeah, that's what you said the last time.

- The animal who raped my brother's little girl

is still alive?

This is your third screw up in two months.

I thought you wanted a crack at the big time.

- I'm sorry, Eva. - 10 years working for us,

and this is how you do your job.

- Nice pussy.

- I don't know about you anymore, Paul.

You want to be like the Snake,

but you act more like one of my retard sons.

- Please Eva, just give me one more chance.

- Here pussy.

- All right, one more. - Nice pussy.

But only because you're married to my niece,

and I hate to see her unhappy.

- Nice pussy. - Thanks Eva.

- If you screw up again, you are finished with us.

- Here pussy.

- Herbert, leave the pussycat alone!

- Come on, time to get up!

- What time is it? - It's after eight.

Why didn't you wake me up earlier,

I got to meet George this morning.

- I tried waking you an hour ago.

- You told me to piss off.

What are you and George up to this morning?

- I'm helping him move house.

- What time are you meeting him?

- Around nine. - No, you're not,

it's your turn to drive Emma to school.

- No, it isn't. - Do it

while you're at it, Paul.

- Where's my wallet?

- Mommy, I'm hungry.

- Where's my wallet?

- Sit down, sweetie, daddy'll make you breakfast.

- Helen, I can't find my wallet, do you know where it is?

- Try looking behind the fridge, it's usually there.

- Here it is!

I'm seeing Eva later today, I think she's got a job for us.

- Terrific.

- George, we can't fuck this one up.

This is our last chance.

- Don't worry about it.

I'm getting the guns from Teddy this time.

- Teddy's good.

- So you're gonna stick around for a beer.

- No, I'd love to, but it's fucking Matty day.

- She still thinks you're a single guy.

- God, I hope so.

- You're in a hurry.

- Well, wham, bam, thank you, ma'am,

you know the drill, you know, I got a lot of shit to do.

- Fine, I got what I wanted, piss off.

- Matty? - Mm-hmm .

- Can I ask you something? - Yeah, anything.

- We've been doing this for a year now.

If I stop seeing you, would you still arrest me?

- Why, are you bored with me?

- No, I'm just curious.

- Yes, of course I would.

So I'll see you next Friday then?

- Why don't we use your place next time?

- You know I don't let anyone know where I live.

- Fine.

See you next Friday.

- Hello, Roger here.

- I got a hot tip for you, Roge.

You're about to be whacked.

- Who the hell is this? - Your guardian angel.

- Jump in!

- Just trying to call you, buddy, you're late .

So, how's things at home?

- Oh, she's pissed off at me as usual.

- She wouldn't leave you, would she, mate?

- No, I don't think so,

we're just having a rough trot, that's all

- Probably need a holiday.

- Mate, I couldn't afford the cab ride to the airport.

- I'll drive you.

- You're not getting rid of me that easily, George.

Things will pick up

- Here's the guns.

- They're not gonna blow up in my face, are they?

- Who's he? - Back up.

- What the hell do you need back up for, what am I?

- George, I'm not taking any chances on this one.

He's coming with me, you go in the back.

George, Gary, Gary, George.

- How're you doing? - Just great.

- Here's Mr. fun bag.

- Don't tell me this guy fucked Drucker's daughter too.

- No, they tortured Eva's brother-in-law.

They probably would've fucked her if she'd been there

- How come everyone I meet wants to fuck Drucker's daughter?

- You obviously haven't seen director's daughter, pal.

- Okay, it's the last door in the back,

I'll see you inside, Gary, you're with me.

Stay sharp.

All right, I'll be working - Sure,

so we'll have the element of surprise.

I'll just head straight to the office.

It's directly on the right

- Here you go.

- Okay, so.

- Stupid jerks.

- George!

- Go get him.

- Shit.

Not the shoes.

- Oh fuck !

Where the hell were you?

- The door was locked, and some prick cut me, look.

I'm bleeding.

- Let's get out of here.

- So what happened to Gary? - Gary's dead.

- Jesus.

They knew we were coming, George

they were waiting for us.

- Bastards.

- What am I gonna tell Eva.

She is gonna shit.

Okay, so we got this little man here.

Just hook him through there.

- Ew, yuck.

chuck him in.

All the way down, there we go.

Now, you hold on to that nice and tight.

- Daddy? - Yeah, pumpkin?

- Can we get a dog?

- Well, I'll tell you what, when daddy does his big hit,

I'll buy the biggest, smelliest,

wooliest dog in the world .

Now, let's catch some big fishies.

- Yes?

- You look delicious.

- Cut the bullshit.

Let's get it over with Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh.

Oh Mommy.

Mommy.

Yes Mommy, that feels good.

Mommy, Mommy,

oh Mommy.

No Mommy, I won't, I won't,

I won't tell daddy what you did.

I won't, I'm sorry, mommy.

I love you, Mommy.

- Oh, you know this can't go on forever, George.

- This can go on for as long

as I want it to go on, sweetheart, all right?

Otherwise, you know what happens?

- What's up with you?

- You don't know?

Paul, I can't go on living like this anymore,

and I'm tired of hearing about the one big job

that's gonna change everything.

- Well, it changed everything for the Snake.

I mean, he was poor too, he was poor for 10 years.

- I just don't see things getting any better

- Look, Helen can't you just hang in there

just a little bit longer.

I mean, I've got the job with Elke,

that'll put us back on track.

- My father died broke and miserable.

I just don't wanna see that happen to you.

- That's not gonna happen to me.

Hey, who's the best hitman you ever saw?

- You are.

- Can't believe we've only been here three weeks.

Feels like three months.

- Why don't you give Eva a call,

see if she's cooled off.

- Forget about it, George, not now.

- Hello, is that you.

- Paul? - What?

Have you ever thought that maybe you'd be better off

working on your own?

- No, no, why?

It's too risky?

I mean, George might not be everyone's cup of tea,

but at least I can trust the guy.

- Are you sure about that?

- Are you sure, Henry?

- George is my best friend.

He saved me from drowning once, remember?

- Henry, put the kettle on, I'm on my way back.

- Well, that was a long time ago.

We were just kids.

- Why?

Why?

- You wanna hear some really good news?

- Depends what it is.

- There's this drug dealer coming in

from Thailand next month.

His name is Chung, can you slow down a bit,

yeah, that's better.

Well, anyways, really pissed his partners off,

and they want him out of the picture,

it's a really big target .

This ex boyfriend of mine in the FEDs,

he said there's a million-dollar bounty on him.

- Yeah. - Oh yes.

- That's a lot. - I know .

- Are the FEDs involved in this.

- Definitely not.

- Does anyone else know about it?

- Not that I know of.

I could find out some more if you wanted me to.

What's wrong?

U don't seem very excited.

This could be a winner for both of us if we're careful

- Ooh, comic boy.

What's wrong, love.

You've been a very naughty boy, Tommy,

your mommy's very cross with you.

She sent us here to punish you.

- All right, Max, cut, cut, cut!

Mask .

Jesus Christ, Brenda, you got to be believable.

I'm not convinced.

Max give Brenda the phone.

- Hello? - George, it's me.

- Oh, good day, buddy.

- Look, I've got to see you tonight,

I've got some great news.

- Oh look, I'm feeling a bit crook tonight.

Can't it wait till tomorrow.

Yeah, all right, I'll see you at the club.

- Terrific, ciao.

- All right, Brenda, let's wack this mask back on,

and get back to work.

We've still got 20 pages to get through

before we're finished, come on!

Thank you, thank you.

Right, take 48, and action!

- Believe it, sir?

- George, the guy's a fucking drug dealer.

He's blowing, and he's blowing it, end of story.

- I don't know. - What don't you know

we've been handed this job on a silver plate.

- I don't trust cops, even if she is your girlfriend.

- Matty's not my girlfriend, you know that.

- I don't want any trouble from the FEDs.

- George, you're not listening,

the feds aren't involved in this.

Look this is a big job for us.

I want an answer, yes or no.

- Look, I need you on this one, mate,

I can't do it without you.

- All right, yes.

- After this, Helen, we are set.

This is exactly how the Snake must've felt

before he did the Hilton job.

Maybe we'll even get a doggy.

- Can we, Daddy, can we?

- Yeah, sure we can.

Here we go.

What's the matter, you don't seem too excited.

- I am excited.

- You know it wouldn't hurt to show it.

- What do you want me to do, dance in the street?

- You could try.

You want me to dance in the street.

- I'm just worried.

Things haven't exactly been going your way lately.

- Look, don't worry about it, it'll be fine.

The only difference is this guy's a big shot.

- What does George think about it?

- He thinks it's fantastic.

- I'm sure he does.

- You know, you've got a real bug up your ass

about George lately, what's he ever done to you?

- Nothing.

- Is the camera rolling, George?

Do you love me, tell me boy do you love me?

Your mother does not love me now,

she loves you, it's all your fault.

Keep that camera rolling, boy.

Do you love me, tell me boy do you love me?

Your mother does not love me now,

she loves you, it's all your fault.

Keep that camera rolling, boy.

- Keep that camera rolling, boy .

- This is Chung,

and this is everything I could get on his local associates.

He's got a cousin down and Sea Haven who owns a restaurant?

It's a front.

They'll probably get together during his stay.

- How long will Chung be here?

- Three days.

- Three days, what happened to a week.

- Well, he's not here to improve his golf handicap, is he?

- Where will they be meeting?

- Jesus, Paul, I can't tell you everything,

you're gonna have to do some work on your own.

- Hey, don't say I don't ever do anything for you, will you?

- You can't complain about the service, woman,

there isn't any.

- It's so good to see you again, Mr. Adam.

- Ah, your hands are still as soft as butter.

Some things never change.

I don't think there's been a broom through this filth pit,

since I was here last.

- That was six years ago, Mr. Adam.

- You used to call me Colin, what happened to that?

- Sorry,

Colin.

- I shall be in for a week.

There's something in there for the nipper too.

- Thank you, Colin.

- My lucky number is seven,

you of all people should be aware of that.

- I'm sorry, Colin, room seven is already taken.

- No problem, my money is just as good across the street.

- Please Colin, don't go.

Bollo, Bollo, .

- Strapping young lad.

- He has your eyes, Colin.

- That's debatable,

but perhaps.

- Follow me.

- Hurry up, people. - What are you doing?

- So,

how is life in America?

- No one--

- If you have someone to share it with my dear,

I'm sure that life is very good in America.

- Yes, yes.

- Well.

- Colin, why did you stop writing to me?

- I thought it would help me to forget

- I was having a look at our first home video last night,

your resemblance to my mother is quite uncanny in that one.

- You are nothing but a sick, disgusting pervert, George.

- I think disgusting is a bit strong.

What a collection.

- If Paul found out what you were doing,

he'd probably kill you.

- All right then, pick up the phone, and tell him,

and while you're about it, ask him to have a DNA test,

so he can find out whose daughter Emma really is.

You know Paul loves that little girl so much.

It really makes me laugh.

I would hate to think what would happen

if he ever found out the truth

- Take your filthy paws off me.

- I didn't hear that seven years ago

when you threw yourself at me.

- I never threw myself at you, George.

What happened between you and me

was nothing more than a dumbest mistake I ever made.

- No, telling me I was Emma's father

was your dumbest mistake.

- If you're lying to me, Karl, I'll be back to mutilate you.

- I'm not lie.

- I don't believe you. - I swear,

it's where they're meeting. - I certainly hope so.

So that's all you know?

There isn't anything else?

- There's nothing else .

- I believe you.

Tell me, Karl, is life good to you?

Do you want to go on living?

That's what I like to hear.

- Did you bring a bag for Chang?

- What do we need a bag for, we're not gonna kill him.

- We have to kill him.

- No, we don't, I've got another idea.

- What other idea, Paul, if we don't kill him,

he'll blow the whistle on us.

- George, we're not gonna kill him.

- We have no choice.

- Of course, we got a choice, he didn't fucking do anything.

- He works for Poor Lou, doesn't he, isn't that enough?

- You know I only killed people who deserve,

so let it rest okay?

ll right, china, get over here.

You squeal, Chang, and I'll use it.

- Go and wait by the door, someone might come in.

- And what if they do?

- Hit 'em with that?

- Don't move.

All right, you don't know who we are,

but we know who you are.

And we know your boss is meeting a dealer named Chung

the day after tomorrow.

- What, what dealer?

I don't know anything.

- All right, we'll do it the hard way.

Lou and Chung is selling some heroin on Wednesday.

I want you to tell me where they're meeting.

- I know nothing.

- Oh, pig's arse, don't make me use this.

- Look, I'm gonna ask you again.

Where are they meeting? - Hey Chang!

- That's it, I'm gonna cook your fucking head.

Where are they meeting, where are they fucking meeting?

- Chang!

- Come on mate, I'm running out of space.

- Okay, okay!

- All right, come on

- they're meeting at the Old Vets Building

off the Western Highway.

- Are you sure? - Yes, yes, I'm sure.

- I'll be back if you're yanking my chain.

- I'm sure.

- You're lying. - I'm not lying.

- George? - What?

- Hold this.

- Chang, you got a car?

- Yeah. - Give me the keys.

Give me the fucking keys.

Here you go, china.

- I'm not hungry.

- You will be by Sunday.

- Still think he should have killed him.

- It's gonna get awfully smelly in there by Sunday.

- Hey, where are you going?

- I got an early start.

We're checking out the location for the buy tomorrow.

- Then why don't you crash here?

- I wish I could.

I have to pick George up at eight.

- Well, give him a call.

Maybe George can crash here too.

- You'd like that, wouldn't ya?

- Yeah, maybe, I've never done it with two guys.

Three or four guys, sure but not two .

When will I see you again?

- I was gonna talk to you about that.

- Talk to me about?

- Look, I don't think we should see each other for a while,

until the job's done.

- Well, aren't you being a bit paranoid?

- I have to be paranoid, it's how I stay alive.

- When were you planning on telling me this?

- Tonight.

- Well, it looked to me like you were leaving.

- Look, let's just not see each other

for at least six weeks, just to be on the safe side.

- Christ, Paul, I'm gonna have the money in two?

- That's not the point.

We have to be careful.

What's wrong?

- You tell me something, Paul,

do you love me?

- Yeah.

I'll see you in six weeks.

- I'm sure this is where we're made.

- Well, I hope you're right.

I still need a place to hide, I can't hide here.

Someone's here.

Someone's here.

- It's probably just kids.

- Quick, in here.

Jesus Christ, George, that was the fucking Snake.

- What's he doing here, he's supposed to be in America.

- Yeah, well he's not in America, is he?

He's here to kill Chung.

He's here to do my fucking job.

- Paul, just calm down, all right?

- It's my fucking job, he had the Hilton hit, this is mine.

I can't let him do it.

I'm gonna talk to him, man to man.

- You're gonna talk man to man to the Snake?

What, are you crazy?

- I'm sure he was a reasonable guy,

he was just like me once. - Geez.

- Jesus Christ! - What in turn knuckle,

these skulls looking in, these skulls looking in.

- My name is Paul Morris,

I'm looking for Colin Adder.

- He's not here.

- There's something I need to talk to him about.

- Can I come in, I'm not armed.

- Nothing hidden in your bottom I hope.

Why'd you bring that, are we drinking buddies?

You should have brought some pussy, boy,

then I'd be impressed.

So what do you want to talk to me about?

- I know who you are.

I've been following your career for years?

- My career?

So you're a fan, you want my autograph?

- No, no, no, it's nothing like that.

- Then what do you want?

- You're sort of like a hero to me.

I wanna be like you.

Good god.

So you're a killer, are you?

you get a kick out of killing?

- Well, it's exciting at times.

- Yes, but do you like it?

- It's what I'm paid to do.

- Me, I love killing.

Men, women, children, it doesn't matter.

- You killed children. - Of course I have.

If it moves, I kill it.

I only feel alive when I'm taking a life.

If I'm not killing, I'm dead.

What else do you know about me, boy?

- I know you worked for the Druckers for a long time.

You were very successful.

You made your way all the way to the top.

And then after you did the Hilton job,

you went to Vegas to work for the mob.

I guess you're living the high life now

doing what I wanna do.

- You're right, I worked for the Drucker's for 20 years.

I shot a lot of people down for them.

It was fun, I had a ball.

I made a lot of money too,

but I spent a lot more than I made.

I did go to Vegas, but I didn't go to Vegas to kill,

you simpleton, I went to Vegas to gamble.

I'm a rotten degenerate gambler, boy,

you didn't know that, did you?

I gambled every blasted penny I've ever made

down the toilet.

If I was living the high life,

do you think I'd be here talking

to a simpleton like you?

Wake up son, the only high life I'm living

is the one in your thick skull.

- You don't live in Vegas.

- I don't live anywhere, moron.

I go where the work takes me,

what little there is of it.

Anyway, if you don't want my autograph, what do you want?

- I know you're in town to kill a guy named Chung.

- Spot on, I'm gonna happily blow his face off,

and then laugh all the way to the bank.

- I want you to let me do it.

I need this.

- What, you need it?

Why the Dickens should I let you do it?

- Look, I'll give you half of everything I earn.

I'm never gonna get any respect in this business

until I do a job this big.

- Respect, what's all this nonsense about respect.

We're killers, son, nothing but scum.

- Look Colin, please, can't you understand the situation?

I have to do this.

- And can't you understand I don't give a tinker's cuss

about your situation, this is business, son.

There's no room for good Samaritans here.

I came here to do the job, and that's what I'm going to do.

- You can't do it. - I'm doing it,

end of discussion. - I can't let you do it.

I need this.

- Forget about it, junior,

this isn't a job for an amateur.

- I'm not an amateur.

- Is that right? - Yeah, that's right.

- Go on, boy, prove it,

put your money where your mouth is.

- I'm better than you.

- That's yet to be decided.

- Sorry, you didn't give me any choice.

- Fuck sorry.

You we're better than me, young punk!

- Well, the Snake's out of the picture, the job's ours.

I'll tell you about it tomorrow.

- That's great, I'll see you then.

Motherfucker, motherfucker, fuck!

Fucking shit!

- Open the fucking door, I need to speak with you.

- Go away, George.

I'm breaking it down.

- That's why I want you to come with me,

I want you to be my wife.

Go get in, and we'll go to the airport right now.

- You're out of your fucking mind, George.

I'm not going anywhere with you.

- But you can't stay with that fucking loser

for the rest of your life, he'll never amount to anything.

I love you, Helen, I love you more than he ever could.

- You may be forcing me to play your twisted sex games,

George, but you'll never force me to love you.

- You know I love Paul, accept it.

- We're meant to be together, Helen.

We're made for each other,

eventually you're gonna realize that.

- Just forget it, George.

- Mate .

Paul!

You know, .

- that's the lot.

- How much for the order?

- It's a bit out of your prospect.

- I'll take the diamondback.

Trust it.

- It will be a thousand bucks.

- Chuck it on my tab?

- Yeah, sure. - Thanks, Teddy.

- Hello?

- Hello Matty, remember me, it's George, Paul's friend,

we met once.

- What do you want?

Is Paul all right?

- Oh not, Paul's just fine,

but there is something that I have to ask you.

- What?

- Did you know that Paul was married,

and he has a daughter?

Didn't think he did.

- Paul you're home, been worried about you?

What happened with the Snake?

- Oh, it was fine, we sorted it out.

I'm doing the job.

- Well, that's great.

- How was work.

- Same as usual.

- I'm tired, I'm gonna hit the sack.

- Jesus, I can't believe you killed the Snake.

- I never thought I'd say that bastard deserved to die.

Anyway, did you check the guns.

- Yep, they're all fine.

Do you wanna check it yourself?

- No, I trust you.

Well, here we are.

I better get cracking.

Well, mate, this is it, this is the big one.

After this we'll be able to write our own ticket.

- Yep, things will be very different after today.

- And don't forget I'll be waiting for you on the street.

Good luck.

- Thank you, George.

- that's the end of that.

- You guys go that way, go this way, boss.

- Shit.

Oh god!

Oh no!

Come on!

Shit, Jesus.

Get out, fucking no !

I can't, I can't.

Come on!

Jesus, no!

- He's dead, Helen, I watched them kill 'em myself.

Just terrible.

There's nothing I could do.

- I don't believe you.

You probably killed him yourself.

- You say that?

Why would I kill him?

We were outnumbered.

- I was lucky to get out myself, look.

Look, I'm just trying to warn you, Helen.

We are in grave danger if we stay here, we have to leave.

They might've followed me.

- Jesus Christ, George, what the hell have you done?

- I haven't done anything.

I'm just trying to help you.

Just start packing your things, we don't have much time.

- I'm not going anywhere with you, George.

- All right, all right, we'll do it my way.

Pack your fucking things now, bitch, we're leaving!

- Just where are you planning on going, George?

- Paul.

- Jesus Christ, Paul, you're alive.

I thank God for that, we thought you were dead.

- Paul, what's going on?

- That's what I wanna know.

Maybe you can tell me, George.

- What are you talking about?

- You've been trying to get me killed for quite a while.

- What do you mean, that's crazy.

I saved your life once remember.

- You want Helen.

- What, no, I don't.

- Oh, you can stop lying now, George.

- All right,

mate, I'm sorry to have to tell you this,

but Mommy doesn't love you anymore.

- It's me she loves.

I know it's hard to hear that,

but it's the truth.

- Paul, he's lying. - I am not!

We were planning to go away together.

We're gonna start a new life with Em.

- Jesus, you're crazy.

You're a fucking nut

- Fucking nut ?

I'm your friend.

I'm telling you this because I love you.

I'm trying to spare you the pain.

- What kind of love stabs 20 years of friendship

in the heart, George?

- Paul, Paul, Helen's mine now.

Can't you accept that, can't you?

- You better leave, George, now.

- Okay, okay.

Helen, go get Emma, we're leaving.

- I'm staying here with Paul

- Just get lost, George.

- I'm going, gone.

When it's over, maybe she thinks she doesn't want me

But before I leave is one thing that you should know

about me and Helen.

- Oh, what's it now, George.

- Look out, he's going for his gun!

- Yay!

You ready? - Yep.

- Yip, yip. - Hooray.

- Yip, yip. - Hooray.

- Yip, yip. - Hooray.

- Yay.

Happy birthday, Mommy.

A toast to new beginnings?

Cheers.

- Happy birthday, Mommy.

Someone's at the door, Mommy.

- I'll get. - Oh no, it's okay,

I'll get It.

- Are you hungry, sweetie? - Yep.

Can I blow out a candle too?

- Sure.

- Paul.

This is Officer McLean.

She says she wants a word with you.

- Are you Paul Edward Morris?

- Yes.

- Mr. Morris, you're under arrest for the murder

of Wilson Chung.

- Who?

- You have the right to remain silent.

You have the right to-- - I know what my rights are,

but you've obviously got the wrong guy, Officer.

- So that's for the court to decide, sir.

- What the hell is going on, Matty,

we've been driving for hours.

- You know exactly what's going on, Paul, fraud.

- What are we doing here.

- Giving you your just desserts.

Get inside.

All right, Paul, take your clothes off.

- Oh no, not again.

Oh Matty, this is getting ridiculous.

- I told you to take your fucking clothes off, Paul,

now do it! - All right, all right.

Why don't you just arrest me, Matty,

I'm really tired of this game.

- Oh shut up.

That's not my style, and you know it.

Anyway, I'm not a cop anymore.

I quit today when I got the money, you got the money?

- Every penny, every dog has its day, hey Paul?

- But now you're my dog.

- Come on.

Come on.

- I can't do it, Matty, I can't do it anymore.

- What's wrong with you?

This takes two, you know?

- Matty, I can't do it.

- Shouldn't have lied to me, Paul.

- I couldn't tell you I had a family.

It's not like we had a normal fucking relationship.

- No, clearly not.

- Are you gonna let me go, or what?

- Your half of the money is in there.

I could have nicked off with the whole lot, but I didn't.

A deal's a deal, goodbye Paul.

- Matty?

- Yes, what is it?

- I'm gonna miss ya.

- You're gonna miss me?

You're a fucking liar, Paul,

you're a fucking miserable, goddamn fucking liar!

You're all the fucking same, aren't you?

"I'm gonna miss you, Matty."

You're a fucking dickhead, and you know what?

I'm gonna end it right now, we are really finished.

- Matty, no!

Goodbye, and good riddance.

- Hello?

- Sweetheart, it's me.

- Paul, thank God, where are you?

What's going on?

Are you all right?

- I'm in a motel in Sea Haven.

I'm handcuffed to a bed.

- What are you doing in Sea Haven?

Why are you handcuffed to the bed?

- Look, I'll explain it all later.

Can you just come, and get me?

It's the only motel in town.

I'm in room seven, and bring a hacksaw.

Oh, and Helen? - Yes.

- When you get here

I want you to remember that you love me, okay?