All language subtitles for Romper Stomper - 01x02 - If Blood Should Stain The Wattle.WEBRip.x264-PBS.HI

(THREATENING MUSIC)

- Ah!
- (SCREAMS)

MOO: Get in! The door's locked!
Open the door!

- Get...!
- Ah!

- (HORN HONKS)
- (WOMAN SCREAMS)

(MOO SCREAMS)

Gonna pop her seatbelt!

(SCREAMING)

(TYRES SCREECH)

TINA: Ah! (SCREAMS)

- CINDI: Come on, you right?
- (MOO GROANS)

Look, at least we got the bag.

Are you serious? I'm fucking bleeding!

- Oh, come on! Move it.
- TINA: We have to go.

CINDI: Come on.

(MACHINERY BUZZING)

CINDI: Sunglasses, chewy...

Phone, locked.

MOO: Hey, where the fuck are we going?

TINA: Uh, what about Perth?

MOO: What's there?

My uncle. He's got
a heated pool and he's awesome.

CINDI: He's a crook.

TINA: That's a poor fucking attitude.

CINDI: Purse...

- Cards...
- TINA: Tap and go?

Nah. They can track you.

Cash.

MOO: Fuck!

90 bucks.

Tampons, hair spray, brush.

And...

..a lighter.

- Any smokes?
- Nah.

Fuck!

Oh, fuck.

Look, we gotta get rid of these tags.

MOO: Fine, we'll do it later, but...

..where the fuck are we going?

CINDI: Look, stick with me.

I'm gonna find my brother.

- Your brother?
- (SIREN WAILS)

- (MOO SCREAMS)
- Run! Run!

(SIREN BLARES)

CINDI: Split up!

Don't fucking... No! Fuck off! Fuck off!

(SCREAMS)

- (SCREAMS)
- No! Tina!

(PANTS)

(SCREAMING CONTINUES)

Get down! Get off me,
you fuckin' slack fucker!

(SCREAMS)

(SCREAMS)

What have you got there?
Put it down! I'll taser ya!

- (GROWLS)
- (YELLS)

- Fuck you!
- Ah! Ah!

(POLICEMAN SCREAMS)

Romper Stomper 1x02
"If Blood Should Stain The Wattle"
Jan 1, 2018

- Synced & Corrected by Dragoniod & PetaG -
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(PHONE CHIMES)

Kane?

Blake's asleep.

Do you want me to wake him up?

Up to you.

Where's your big shadow?

Needed a sleep-in.

Come with me.

(SIGHS)

(SIGHS)

(GASPS)

(MOANS SOFTLY)

(GASPS)

(MOANS)

(MOANS)

- Ah!
- KANE: Shh...

Ah!

- Oh...
- (GRUNTS)

- Ah! (SIGHS)
- Oh!

You know all those things
I told you about Eddie Lugach?

I made it all up.

Just joking.

You should see your face right now.

Ow.

(CAR APPROACHING)

- KANE: How's it going, mate?
- How are ya?

KANE: Yeah, good.

You must be that new bloke, Kane.

- Lyno Canning.
- Lyno?

You were arrested.
How long they hold you for?

(CHUCKLES) Uh, 24 hours.
Just a bit of fun.

Heard you saved, uh... Blake's arse.

Good luck, I suppose. Did what we could.

Mmm.

You're here early.

I've got an ex-wife
and a mortgage to pay off,

what's your fucking excuse?

(CHUCKLES) Oh, just dropping
off some paperwork for Zoe.

For Zoe?

Fuck, you're alright,
getting her up this early.

Yeah. Yeah.

Anyway, I'd better get to it,
mate. It was good to meet you.

LYNO: Yeah.

(GETS IN TRUCK)

(ENGINE STARTS)

(REVERSING BEEP)

Alright. I'll see
what we've got for you.

- Upturn in Australia's
apartment market...

- Waking up with us in Townsville...

- Oh, what stunning conditions.
- You like golf?

I reckon you were a golfer
back in your day.

Yeah, you like it.

(DOOR OPENS)

Oh. Hi.

Hey. Um... I was just leaving.

No rush.

Um, was your father a golfer
when he was younger?

No. No.

He hated golf. He absolutely hated it.

Probably wanna change the channel, then.

(GOLF COMMENTARY CONTINUES ON TV)

I thought you should know...

..he's back.

FARID: Hey, bro.

- Man, what happened to you?
- What the fuck?

Look at you, bro.

What happened?

Who the fuck did this?

You really don't know what
happens outside this gym,

do you?

What's the cunt look like?

I'm sorry I'm late.

Never mind that, man.

Don't bother today.
Joshan's got me today.

I wouldn't wanna miss
and do any more damage.

So who was it that did your face in?

FARID: I don't know.
Some white power arseholes.

- It doesn't matter anyway.
- No?

Go home, bro.

You look like you're about to throw up.

You know, I don't get it.
It's not like we provoke them.

We were just minding our own
business, doing our own thing.

Maybe that's the problem.

Look at you.

You're an easy target for them.

They pick on you 'cause they
know they'll get away with it.

Was Laila there?

Hmm!

Good to know she's got someone
that can protect her,

huh, brother?

Wouldn't have made much difference.

Give me your hands.

- Take it easy.
- Give me your hands.

Farid, give me your fucking hands.

See?

That's the difference.

Don't worry about it.
Don't worry about it.

It's just knees and elbows.

It's too late for that. Let's go.

- Hup!
- (GRUNTS)

(PEACEFUL MUSIC, BIRDSONG)

Have a look at this.

- And what am I looking at?
- Social media.

Mm-hm, and...?

Social media of the Muslim
girl, we looked into it.

Alright. What did you find?
ISIS love letters?

More what we didn't find.

FARID: You said 2:30.

LAILA: Yeah, I know. I'm sorry.

Yum cha closes in half an hour.

- Alright!
- (PHONE RINGS)

Thanks.

- Hello?
- JAGO: Laila.

It's Jago Zoric here from No Quarter.

Jago...

..Jago Zoric from No Quarter.

Yeah, big joke.

- Who is this?
- No, not in the slightest.

Um, listen, have you got a moment?

How did you get my number?
What do you want?

JAGO: I saw your interview.
I thought you were terrific.

Very impressive.

I'll cut to the chase.

Laila...

..you have got...

..you've got IAF.

You're intelligent, you're articulate,

and I'll tell you, you look
fucking great on camera.

Now, you show up looking like you do,

you're already winning the battle.

What do you mean, "show up"?

JAGO: Well, on my program.

Laila, let them see you.
You just watch what happens.

And why would someone like you

want someone like me to win the battle?

JAGO: Well, that's a very good question,

but to be honest, Laila, I don't.

I don't want anyone winning.
I just want a good debate.

Good debates mean good ratings,

good ratings means
that we can make things happen.

And to be honest with you, Laila,

you'll see that there's more sides to me

than the fake news
mainstream media paints.

I'm not the devil.

I'm just a... human being.

Just like you.

What do you think?

OK.

Are you serious?

Don't you see what
he's trying to get you into?

Yeah. I'm not scared of him.

He called for mosques to be destroyed

and for Muslims to be tagged.

Yeah, which is even more reason
for me to do this.

If you let them record you,
you become the target.

They can manipulate it
any way they want.

Oh, and the whole world is screwed

and there's no point
in doing anything, huh?

Such bullshit.

What are your parents gonna think?

OK? How's this gonna impact all of us?

How am I supposed to look in the mirror

and know that I allowed you to do this?

"Allowed" me?

That's not even what I mean.

You meant "allow me to do this", right?

Whatever they have to say,

it can't be worse

than what they think right now
when they see your face,

and know you didn't do
a damn thing about it.

Keep your yum cha, I'm not hungry.

(CHURCH BELL TOLLS IN THE DISTANCE)

(DOOR CLOSES)

TALIB: Laila, is that you?

Yeah, Dad. I've got to study.

It's deeper than you thought.

It's fine.

Don't worry.

I'm not worried.

My shy man.

Am I?

What?

You're not gonna fuckin' believe this.

- What?
- Come on!

Remember her?

Can't see a fucking thing.

Guess what she's about to do.

No Quarter with Jago fucking Zoric.

Are we streaming it?

What do you think?

What the fuck is she thinking?

She's not thinking.

And there's something else.

Pauline and the loonies are a yes.

Tazzy-tonk still a no.
George might be the decider.

Have you spoken to him?

No.

Surely he'll vote the way
he said he would.

JAGO: (ON TV) And this leads us
to the question,

what defines borders?

What defines a country?

If we can't even
talk about these things,

how on earth are we ever gonna
figure them out?

Back in a moment.

MAN: And we're out.

Hi. Mel will take good care of you.

I'll come back for you soon, OK?

Do you want a cup of tea or something?

- No, thank you.
- Great.

Hi.

- Ready for your close-up?
- I was born ready, mate.

Blake. Must get you to make-up.

Boys, you guys can watch
from the chairs over there.

We know the drill, sweetheart. Fuck.

Alright, behave yourselves.

Alright. None of that
foundation shit, OK?

Just powder and, you know,
don't touch my hair.

Alright, I've just got my hair
just the way I like it.

An, we're not on
at the same time, are we?

With Blake? Yeah. He's a
pussycat. Don't worry about it.

You've got nice hair too.

And don't put anything on this.

I want them to see
what the commos did to me.

(TRAM BELLS DING)

- Take a seat here.
- Ahh, here she is.

Laila, Jago.

- Hi.
- You look great.

- Just get your mic on.
- Yep.

Thanks.

What, you've got some new boys
in town, have you?

Who's the one who's standing?

What, Kane?

LAILA: Thank you.

(CLEARS THROAT)

MAN: Alright, and we're on
in five, four, three...

Welcome back, everyone. With me
now I have Blake Farren.

Now, he's leader of the
Australian group, Patriot Blue.

And we also have Laila Tahir.

Now, she's a Muslim university
student. Welcome to you both.

Now, Laila, I'd like to start with you.

Now, you were recently
interviewed on Channel 9

about your presence
at the St Kilda riot.

- Is this correct?
- LAILA: Yeah, that's right.

We were at a food festival and
then, completely unprovoked,

we were attacked by a group

of very angry, very aggressive people

who were chanting
horrible, racist slogans.

Slogans? What... Such as?

Um, that the Muslims were
selling food to fund sharia law

and terrorism.

Which is an absolute truth.

Blake, Blake, Blake,
we'll get to you in a moment.

I'm sorry. Please continue.

Another group turned up and it
turned into a huge brawl and...

Yes, the Antifasc showed up
and turned it into the brawl.

LAILA: And then... I'm speaking.

It was the Antifasc
who turned it into the brawl.

And it turned into a huge brawl

and a lot of innocent people got hurt,

including a young girl.

OK, then.

Now, just to clarify,

you actually saw this girl
get hurt by these people?

- Yes. She was hurt by them.
- Rubbish. It's not true.

So, Blake, you were one of these people

that Laila's referring to, yes?

Well, firstly, Jago,

can I say that
that is a complete untruth?

To suggest that we injured
a young girl...

Absolute untruth, whipped up
by the fake news media

to generate sympathy for these people

and distract from the real question.

Why don't you ask your guest,

your pretty-eyed guest over there...

Keep your compliments
to yourself, thank you.

Why don't you ask her "Yes or no?"

Does she want to see sharia law

introduced into this country?

Do you even know what sharia law is?

I know exactly what sharia...
But why don't you enlighten us?

Why don't you explain to
everybody watching at home

exactly what it is?

It means respecting
the law of the land in which...

Does that include wife-beating?

- OK, so...
- Does it include wife-beating?

Oh, well done.

Laila, so, do you think all
Muslims respect Australian law?

Yes. I think that
the vast majority of Muslims

respect Australian law.

BLAKE: And what about the minority?

What about the minority

of extremist right-wing
Australians like yourself?

Extremist?
You're calling me an extremist?

LAILA: Yes.

My only crime, if it is a crime,

is that I love my country,

whereas you come from a culture
that in Western civilisation,

any society with a Muslim
minority of more than 10%

is facing civil unrest.

- OK.
- That is a fact.

Let's stay on the subject of
extremism, if you don't mind.

Now, the Australian government
currently has on record...

..475 separate terrorist threat
investigations going on,

all connected with
radical Islam extremism.

Is this not a problem you think
we should be concerned about?

Those people don't represent

the tens of thousands
of moderate Muslims

that live in Australia.

No, I didn't ask that.

I asked if 475 terrorist threats

is something
we should be concerned about.

No, what we should be concerned about

is that then Australians assume

that all Muslims are terrorists,

when the vast majority
of moderate Muslims

are peaceful, friendly people...

who have come to this country...

Everybody knows that a moderate Muslim

is simply one that has not
been radicalised yet.

- But, Laila...
- Are you serious?

- BLAKE: Yeah.
- JAGO: Laila.

They take their beliefs
from the same book you do,

the Koran.

So how can you possibly justify
their actions to yourself?

Their actions have nothing
to do with me.

They are a small minority

of a much greater picture of Australia!

Lobbing people's heads off, apparently.

Just a small minority.

They're responsible for the stabbings,

the murders of numerous
innocent Australians

and police officers,

all in the name of Islam.

So... so would you like
to explain to the victims,

the families of those victims,

that they're also just a tiny proportion

of a much bigger picture of Australia?

That... that's not what I meant.

Well, what did you mean?

I feel awful for those people.

Well, I'm glad to hear it.

Now, you're an active social
media user, aren't you?

- Yes, I am.
- OK.

And you've posted in an ongoing
fashion about Muslims

who have experienced injustice
in Australia.

Yes, I have.

- Have you...
- And what's wrong with that?

And have you posted anything
about the, um... the victims?

I'm sorry? Uh...

The victims of Islamist extremism.

Did you post any compassionate response?

- (SIGHS)
- Did you condemn the attacks?

I don't remember.

Well, let me help you out with that.

Our researchers couldn't find
a single example from you

of any one of those Australian
victims of terror,

who you feel so awful about.

Just because I...

But isn't it eerily similar

to the silence from the leaders
of the Islamic community?

Do the people who died
as a result of Islam

get the same compassion
the people of Islam get?

LAILA: Yes, they do!

But those people didn't die
as a result of Islam.

Well, I wonder what the men
who killed them

while screaming "Allahu akbar"

would have to say about that.

This is insane.

Oh, no, it's not,

because the simple fact of the matter

is you don't want to post anything

because you don't want
to talk about them,

or talk about any
of the other people who died

or have suffered at the hands
of Islamic brutality.

Because here's the elephant in the room,

to you, they are all infidels.

And a so-called moderate
Muslim, like yourself,

enables them every time
you defend the Koran.

So know this, young lady,

as more Muslims flood into this country

and more innocent Australians
die as a result,

the blood will be on your hands.

(SIGHS)

Next, we have George Anabasis.

Now, he's the politician

who finds himself
in the remarkable position

of holding the balance of power

in the all-important upcoming
Immigration Reform Bill.

Stay with us.

- MAN: We're clear.
- Hey...

An, can you get the map ready
for the next section, please?

I don't want to have to
fuckin' rush like last time.

Phew!

(CHUCKLES)

Thanks, Laila.

I'll just grab that off you.

You enjoy that?

Impressive.

Alrighty. I think we're outta here.

You were very good.

Jago, not too shabby yourself.

Uh, look forward to the next one.

- Give us a call.
- Mm.

Not too shabby.

- They're killing her.
- Public execution.

(MESSAGE ALERTS BEEP)

(WHISTLES DISCREETLY)
Dead woman walking.

- (MESSAGE ALERTS CONTINUE)
- (LAUGHS) Stupid bitch.

Fuckin' useless!

Come on, boys. Got a party to go to!

Eh? How fuckin' good was that?!

- Hey?!
- (MESSAGE ALERTS CONTINUE)

Fuck, I love show business! Whoo! Whoo!

(MEN LAUGH)

BLAKE: Fuck me!

Fuckin' love show business.

MAN: Camera loves you, mate.
Camera loves you.

BLAKE: Love you, buddy.

Open sesame!

MAN: Bang!

Hey, guys.
Do you want tomato or chicken?

TOMAS: How you doing?

(COUGHS)

G'day. What would you like?

Mm, just soup, thanks.

Just so happens that's our
special on the menu tonight.

Haven't seen you around here before.

I like your hair.

Thanks.

So, you're some sort of charity, huh?

Yeah, something like that.

Could always do with more help.

Some other time, maybe.

Thanks for the soup.

- Tomato or chicken?
- What would you like?

(ENGINE ROARS)

(TYRES SCREECH)

(MUSIC THROBS IN CAR)

Man, turn that fuckin' shit off.

(MUSIC STOPS)

Bro, that shit today was messed up.

- What shit?
- Laila.

She got her arse handed to her on TV.

Talking about Muslims and all that shit.

Man, fuck that!

Why is it every time
they talk about Muslims,

we're either terrorists,
trying to kill everyone,

or we're fuckin',
what's-his-face, Waleed Alys?

- Man, fuck Waleed Aly.
- Fuck Waleed Aly!

- Fuck you. What about you?
- Poor Farid.

First he gets bashed
then his chick gets reamed.

He's a big boy.
He can fight his own fights.

- Yeah, but he can't fight.
- Man, I can't take that shit.

I'll take that shit.

Probably get the bash from Laila.

Hungry.

Bro... grab us some M&Ms?

- Money?
- Tomorrow.

- Such a bullshit artist.
- Man, he's a big boy.

He's a winner.
He can help the paupers out.

- So, it's like that?
- You can't afford M&Ms?

Fuck, what's with all the heat, man?!

A man can't ask for
some fuckin' M&Ms?

- This cunt. I'm comin' with.
- Let's go.

Why the fuck do we hang out with you?

Every day, same shit, running
his mouth, talk, talk, talk.

Fuck it, man,
I'm gonna get those M&Ms

and I'm gonna jam them up his arse, man.

(BRAKES SQUEAL AND HISS)

Oi. Check out the hottie.

Fuck you!

(HITS DRIVER'S LEG)

Oi!

Shit.

- Fuckin' idiot.
- Oi!

You! Get out of the car!
Who do you think you are?!

- Get out of the car!
- What the fuck?!

- What is wrong with you?!
- Hey! You can't fight here!

- Alright, fuck off!
- WOMAN: You hear me?!

What the fuck's wrong with you?!

- Cut that out, you bastards!
- Get him, baby!

You fucking dirty Leb cunts!

- Come on, get him!
- Calm down. Calm down.

What the fuck's wrong with you?

- Fuck, Mal!
- I'm gonna get the police!

Mal, no! Oh, fuck!

- Mate? Hey, mate, you alright?
- Get the fuck off him!

- Hey, mate...
- Fuck off!

- Hey, mate?
- Mal, Mal... Come on, Mal.

- Fuck off!
- Hey, mate.

- Get the fuck off him!
- Come on, get in the car!

Mal, get in the fuckin' car now!

- You fucking bastards!
- Mal! Get in the car!

Get in, man! Fuck!

WOMAN: Fucking cunts!

You cowardly cunts!

(SIZZLING)

(LAUGHTER AND INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Roscoe, you got a spare hand, mate?

Just keep an eye on these
bad boys for me, will you?

They're almost done,
so don't overcook 'em.

Alright, folks, uh,

just have your attention
for a moment, please.

Just a couple of quick bits of business.

We've got some more grub on the way,

but before we dig in, Zoe, sweetheart,

you just wanted to say
a couple of words?

ZOE: Australia is a Christian nation.

- MAN: Hear, hear.
- WOMAN: Yeah, Zo.

The values we hold dear,
they come from this.

But those values are being threatened.

We're living in a very
particular moment in time,

a moment where our Christian
beliefs are under attack.

Our leaders are betraying us,

selling us out, lining their pockets.

So, it takes courage to stand up,

to put your neck out
and to say, "We won't take it."

That's why I'm proud of all you guys.

- (LAUGHTER)
- MAN: Cheers, Zo!

That's why I'm proud of my Blakey.

WOMAN: Aw.

Even if he is a bit rough
around the edges.

BLAKE: Just a little. Just
a little bit around the edge.

Fuckin' rusty oysters, mate.

I'm proud of him
because he's drawn a line.

And so have we all.

Now, the Immigration Reform Bill

is coming up in Parliament soon.

It's meant to go on party lines,

but some of those soft cocks in
the Coalition, they could turn.

So, it falls on us to make sure
that it goes through,

to make sure that people
stand up and take a side.

As Jesus said, "Whoever
is not with me, is against me."

So, let's do right by Jesus.

Let's make sure those spineless
cunt-fuck politicians

do the right thing by Australia!

(LAUGHTER AND CHEERING)

Alright! Let's hear it for Zoe!

MAN: Very well said.

Onya, darlin'. Let's hear it for Zoe.

Well done, love. Now...

Here's a bit of the, uh... the
night's entertainment for you.

Um, a little bit of Henry Lawson.

'Cause I know how much
you love it, mate.

- MAN: Jesus Christ...
- Freedom on the Wallaby.

- Go on.
- So, shut up and listen.

You dickheads might learn something.

"Australia's a big country.

"An' Freedom's humping bluey..."

MAN: Yeah.

"An' Freedom's on the wallaby
Oh! Don't you hear her cooey?

"But now that we have made the land

"A garden full of promise,

"Old Greed must crook his dirty hand

"And come ter take her from us..."

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

"So we must fly a rebel flag

"As others did before us,

"And we must sing a rebel song

"And join in rebel chorus.

"We'll make the tyrants feel the sting

"Of those that they would throttle.

"But they needn't say the fault is ours

"If blood... should stain the wattle."

Blake?

- What?
- Alright, everyone in here...

You gotta listen to
what this guy's gotta say.

Everyone, this is Beau. Go on, tell him.

BEAU: Look, I know I'm not
one of you guys, but, uh...

..my brother, Jimmy,
just got done over real bad.

By four fuckin' Muzzies.

- When?
- Tonight.

At the diner on Footscray Road.

They bashed his head in
and left him there to rot.

Took off in a car

with a fuckin' bunch more of the cunts.

Fuckin' towelheads, mate!

BEAU: I tell you now,
he's a good bloke, Jimmy.

Ex-serviceman.

You know, I could have
went to the cops but, nah.

I want something
fuckin' done about this.

An ex-serviceman?

A digger?

A fuckin'...Australian hero.

(SLAMS BENCH) Bashed
by some refugee pricks?

And what was Zoe just talkin' about?

Are we gonna stand by and watch

as the liberal scum twist this

into the Muzzie being the victim

and our hero being the bad guy?

- MAN: Fuck, no.
- 'Cause that's what they do.

Are we gonna stand here and watch

as the piss-weak cops do nothing?!

No. That's not who we are.

You made the right choice,
coming here tonight, my friend.

LYNO: Good on you, mate.

Cheers, darl.

We're gonna show 'em...
why we call ourselves Patriots.

No more turnin' a blind eye
to this shit!

This is our land!

We are NOT afraid.

So, this is what we're gonna do.

We're gonna find this Muslim

and we're gonna make
an example out of him.

We're gonna string him up
for everyone to see.

- Sea monkeys.
- That's what I'm gonna do.

- What are YOU gonna do?!
- Find the fuckers!

What are YOU gonna do?!

I'm gonna glass the cunt.

What are YOU gonna do?!

Everything that you've
just said is the truth.

But the problem...

is not that handful of Muzzies.

It's all of them.

It's just how things are now.

Streets aren't safe.

Jails are full.

Judges won't convict.

Scum can do whatever they want to do

and get away with it.

And with all due respect...

goin' after that handful of Muzzies

that bashed your brother

is exactly what they want us to do.

'Cause while we're looking at them,

we're not looking at 50 others

who are about to do things
100 times worse.

So, what are you suggesting, kiddo?

We go out and kill 20 of them?

Patrols.

We go out in force.

Every night.

Any Muzzies on the street,
we deal with them.

And not just the Muzzies.

Pimps, drug dealers, scum.

African, Islander gangs.

We put 'em under the boot.

Any white man out there, suffering...

..we take care of them.

We feed 'em, we give 'em blankets.

Everybody else, it's open season.

And we send a message to this town.

We clean these fuckin' streets up.

We take Melbourne back!

We're the law!

We're the order!

'Cause there's no-one else.
It's just us!

I knew you were here for a reason.

So, what do you say?

Huh? You want to hit up
some night patrols?

- MAN: Yeah.
- Yeah?

You want to hit up some night patrols?!

- MAN: Fuckin' oath!
- OTHERS: Yeah.

Well, there's no time like
the present. Let's do it.

- Blakey?
- Yeah?

Why don't you let Kane run this one?

- What?
- You're on good behaviour.

You've been arrested too many times.

- Oh, come on, Zo.
- And it was his idea.

Let him prove himself.

Like Zoe's got a point there, brother.

Let him do it.

What do you say, kiddo?

You want to prove yourself?

I'd fuckin' love to.

You listen to me.

I want you to make them hurt.
You understand?

You say, "We'll send a message."

Send the message.

(VEHICLE APPROACHES)

(ENGINE REVS)

MALIK: "Oh, Allah.

"Open before me the gates to your mercy.

"Allah, condemn us
not if we forget or fall short.

"Allah, lay not on us such a burden

"as they did lay on those before us.

"Allah, impose not on us

"that which we have not
the strength to bear."

(SIGHS)

"Pardon us, absolve us
and have mercy on us.

"Thou, our protector,

"give us victory
over the non-believers."

Malik.

As-salamu Alaykum.

It's nice to see you praying, but...

..it's a little bit late.

You OK?

Hey. I'm from the neighbourhood.

I wasn't always an imam.
I know what goes on out there.

This mosque, it's like my home.
My heart.

All the brothers that come here,

they live inside my heart.

What is it, Malik?

(BIRDS TWITTER)

Nice place.

Oh, thank you.

What is all this?

Uh, it's a wishing well.

People throw coins in and
I collect it for the homeless.

Look at that. There'd be $15 there.

All in one night. Not bad, eh?

So, you built all this yourself?

Yep.

As you get older,
you've gotta keep energised.

That's my theory.

I thought, "Right, I'm gonna build this

"and, uh, well, make some sort
of a contribution," you know?

Are you homeless?

(WHISTLES)

(MAN SNIFFS AND SIGHS)

(MAN GROANS WEARILY)

Uh... uh... what's your name, love?

- Stacy.
- Stacy.

I, uh... I think you'll find
the couch quite OK, Stacy.

When I was married,
I slept on this all the time.

(CHUCKLES)

Yeah.

Uh...

Uh, where have you come from?

Sydney.

Oh...

And what brought you to St Kilda?

I'm trying to find my foster-brother.

He doesn't want to see me, but...

he's kind of the only person I trust.

Sounds like one of the good guys.

Don't know that I'd say that, but, uh...

..he is to me.

Well, look, you can't
ask more than that.

We can't be good all the time.
That's just a myth.

We do things that are good and bad,

even though we know they're bad.

It's as though, you know,

there's something wrong
with the wiring somewhere.

But if you want to stop
being homeless, love...

..the first step
is to start loving yourself.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

Gabe.

You can't call my phone like that.

You know Hayley checks it.

I just saw my son yesterday.

What?

He said he... he knows
who his father is.

What does he mean by that?

I need you to check in on him.
Can you do that?

Please.

I really need it.

(COINS JANGLE)

(COINS DROP)

Do you have enough?

Good luck.

(SPRAY CAN HISSES)

Oi!

Give me the fuckin' can, huh?

What are you doin', fucking
vandalising private property?

- (SPRAYS)
- Aaagh!

(GRUNTING)

G'day, guys. How you going?

How's it going, boys?

MAN: What's your name, mate?

(CONVERSATION CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY)

(SPEAKS ARABIC)

Yeah, get the piece of shit!

Come here!

(SIGHS TIREDLY)

MAN: Fuck!

- KANE: Oi!
- MAN: Shit!

(GLASS SMASHES)

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

Blake?

(CHUCKLES)

(WOMAN SCREAMS NEARBY)

Come on!

WOMAN: (SOBS) Oh, my God...

KANE: What happened here, huh?

Some bitch hit me and stole my bag!

Where'd they go? Where'd they go?

- Down there.
- WOMAN 2: She went down there.

What are you waiting for?

Go on, then. Sort it.

(WOMAN CONTINUES SOBBING)

MAN: You're a feisty
little shit, aren't you?

You little shit.

(PATROL MEMBERS SHOUT AND JEER)

Yeah, boy.

Uh, what do you think you're doing,

making trouble around here, eh?

Been looking for you.

Shit.

I love you too.

PETRA: This cunt is getting
a lot of attention.

We've got to do something.

DANNY: I know.

- We will.
- Don't...

Stop...

No, not the ear... (LAUGHS)

(DANNY CHUCKLES)

Last drinks.

Jesus, can you even see in that?

- Yes.
- Take it off.

- It's fine.
- I said take it off.

(DRILL WHIRRS)

(LOCK CLINKS)

Come on.

Right.

Smile.

(SIGHS) Come on!

PETRA: Right, come on.

Keys.

Here.

- TOMAS: Move your head.
- PETRA: Are you getting this?

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Just move
your head. Move your head.

Alright, yep.

DANNY: We got it, we got it.
TOMAS: Let's go.

- Come on.
- DANNY: Fuck, man...

TOMAS: Let's go, let's go, let's go.

PETRA: Come on, come on.

Go, go, go, go, go!

(TRAM BELL DINGS)

(BOTH LAUGH)

Come on.

Come on!

PETRA: Yes! Go, go, go!

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