All language subtitles for The Big Steal_English

(engine revs)

(train rumbling)

- [Mr.Johnson] Son, there's
not a doubt that a Jaguar

is a beautiful motor.

It's beautifully designed,

British craftsmanship
at its very best.

In fact, your mother's
brother, your Uncle Donald

worked at the plant in
Coventry during the war,

but these cars,
they're not for us.

We're working class
and we always will be.

So stop all this nonsense
about the Jaguar.

I mean what would
Grant Bikley say if he saw

Desmond Clark's
son driving a Jaguar?

Probably throw
me out of the union.

- [Narrator] There
are only two things

that Danny Clark
wants in his life,

a Jaguar motorcar

and the beautiful, intelligent,
vivacious Joanna Johnson.

- Who?

- Danny Clark.

- Why would I wanna
go out with him?

- He's one of the most
interesting people I know.

- So why don't you
go out with him?

(both laugh)

- [Narrator] Neither seems
very likely at this stage.

(upbeat music)

(engine revs)

(door thuds)

- Guys, let's go.

No you are, you are.

Hi Ma.

- [Mark] Hi Mrs Clark.
- [Vangeli] Mrs Clark.

- Happy birthday darling.

- Oh a birthday?
- What?

- [Vangeli] Man you didn't
tell us it was your birthday.

- [Mark] Danny.

- Well now you can see why.

- The cake looks
good Mrs. Clark.

- Thank you Mark
but before we cut it,

we've got a little surprise.

- Mate. What's going on here?

- [Danny] But I saved
you some money didn't I?

- Where's your father?

- Oh he's out there Mrs. Clark.

- [Desmond] We should have
to put a (mumbles) crackles.

- Desmond haven't you
forgotten something?

- No yes I haven't forgotten

I just haven't
got to that bit yet.

- Don't mean that, I
mean Daniel's birthday.

(birds chirping)
(car whooshing faintly)

- Would that be Daniel the
lion tamer or Daniel our son?

- Daniel our son.

(birds chirping)

(footsteps pattering)

- [Mark] Hey Van,
Van, Van, do you think

they're gonna give
him a lawn mower?

- Watch your step.

All right.

You ready?

- Yeah, I guess so.

- [Desmond] Happy birthday son.

- Happy birthday Daniel.

- Did you put it in the car?

- It is the car.

- [Daniel] But
that's your car dad.

- [Desmond] Not
any more, it's yours.

- All your very own.

- That's awesome

- Man the woman
will mob you in this?

- And whether or not I've
spent the last few weeks

just getting it ready for you.

- [Mark] A 1963 Cedric.

- But what are you gonna drive?

- That.

- Wow you put yourself
a Nissan Pintara.

- Well, let's run you
through the hoops.

You boys are welcome to join us.

- [Mark] No thanks Mr. Clark.

- I wouldn't be seen dead in it.

Daniel, enjoy mate.

(horn blares)

- Son there's no need to
speed, you'll be getting there

just as quick if you
driving at a sensible speed.

Now start decelerating Daniel,

that light will change to
red before we get there.

(horn blares)

You learn to drive well
now while you're young,

stay with you for
the rest of your life.

- Pee boy, where's your car?

- He's nice.

(girls exclaim)

- He's good, he's really good.

- Daniel.

(horn blares)

- Look, you're not
coming in, all right

just give me
(mumbles) all right?

(upbeat music)

- I almost got through this.

Sorry (mumbles) on the right.

(engine revs)

- Hey Danny, make you
change seats to Jaguar.

Mate, the chicks
will never pick you.

- Listen mate.

You know the chicks
that are attracted to me

know quality and
style, (Vangeli exclaims)

they're not like the bags
you go out with, you moron.

- Oh you fucker.

(all laugh)

Hey, watch my hair.

(horn blares)

- You boys quite finished?

- Hi Angela.

(upbeat music)

(Angela giggles)

Nice to see you.
(Angela giggles)

(engine revs)

- What do they do up there?

- I don't think
they talk about us.

Come on, we got
cars, man. Come on.

- Yeah.

Leaves us with $36.85.

- What's that split three ways?

- $12.28.

Why should Van get the tips?
He hasn't been here all night.

- I could sure use the
money but a deals a deal.

- Yeah. It's not fair.

- Hey Marky, that could
be you up there next week.

- Yeah?

- Sure.

(students chattering)

(upbeat music)

(footsteps running)

(upbeat music continues)

(upbeat music intensifies)

(Danny panting)

(elevator dings)

(woman mumbles)

- Oh hello.

(Daniel panting)

(Joanna chuckles)

Are you okay?

- Oh I've just been training.

- Training?

Up here?

- Yeah we (mumbles) stairs.

- We?

- [Pam] Come on Jo.

- Hey Joanna, would
you go out on Friday night

with me?

I'm Danny, Danny Clark.

(Joanna chuckles)

- Yeah I know that.

We did English
together last term.

Um, where?

- What?

(Joanna chuckles)

- Where would we go?

- Maddison's.

- You got there?

- Oh, all the time.

- Yeah. I've never
seen you there.

(Daniel chuckles nervously)

- Big place.

(Joan chuckles)
- It is.

(bell rings)

I'm not sure.

- Well I'll pick you
up my new car.

- I'm not really into cars.

- Oh you'll love this one.

- I doubt it.

- Oh well it's a Jaguar.

- That really isn't a draw card.

- [Pam] Come on Jo.

- But I'll still
go out with you.

- What are you
talking to that jerk for?

- I told her I got a Jaguar,
well it was in the heat

of the moment, you
know what I mean?

- Okay, well I don't see
where the problem is.

- Well the problem is
she's gonna know I lied.

- There's a 1984
Series 3 for $32,000,

'78 V12 for $18,000 and
the '73 Series 1, $6,800

immaculate condition.

- Shut up Mark.

- What was that last one?

- You're crazy.

- Okay, okay I'll tell you what,

You can borrow mine, all right?

- The Monaro?

- Yeah, I don't
believe I'm saying this.

Yes, the Monaro.

- Well thanks Van I
appreciate the offer but, um,

it's, I've got to
do this my way,

it's gotta be a Jaguar.

- Clark.

You're weird. How could
you say no to the Monaro?

- I'm not saying no to Monaro,

I'm saying yes to Jaguar.

(upbeat music)

(tyres squeak)

(upbeat music continues)

(door thuds)

Stay cool, Danny.

(lighthearted music)

- You lookin' or dreamin'?

- Series 1, XJ6, late
'73, 4.2, fully imported.

- So you're a Jag
expert, so am I.

Maybe we should go
on sale of the century.

(both laugh)

Gordon Farkas.

- Isn't that-

- Geoff Mullens the boss...
but I'm better looking.

That's why my pictures up there

but let's not talk about me.

What'd you say your name was?

- Danny, Danny Clark.

- What star sign are you Danny?

- What star sign?

I'm a Pieces, why?

- That figures. You're
a bloody dreamer.

Maybe that Ford Escort would
be more on your price range.

- Beautiful trim,
beautiful condition.

- I really wanna Jag.

Do you do hire purchase?

- Yeah, to people who
have a regular income

and a decent deposit.

- I got $2,700 saved up.

- This car's worth
seven and a half.

- But you advertised it at 6,8.

- I said worth.

Very different from
the selling price.

Let me tell you something Danny.

I've always driven Jags.
That's mine over there.

- Oh, a Series 2, yeah?

- Now that's worth
about 25 grand

but you know the
most amazing thing?

It's almost identical to this.

- No.

- and this is worth
seven and a half.

Must been mad buying that.

If I had the cash I'd
get this from my wife.

(Daniel chuckles)

- It's beautiful.

- Yeah I got this beauty
here for a real bargain.

We're prepared
to pass it on to you.

Pretty, bloody well
a brand new car.

- The brakes are
squealing a bit.

- I could kick myself. You know
what I've gone on and done?

- No, what?

- I've gone and put the
genuine brake pads in.

Bloody things always squeak.

If I had put the tyres on
these ones in, no problem.

I never learn.

(both laugh)

Got a trade in?

- Do I need one?

- Oh you'll need another
two grand, or a trade in.

- Trade in.

(sewing machine rattles)

You getting ready for
Port Campbell, Mum?

- It won't seem the
same without the Cedric.

Pintara sounds aboriginal to me.

Don't think they might've
made it especially

for the Aboriginal
market, do you?

Your father wouldn't notice,
he lives in a world of his own.

Desmond? I am not
going to Port Campbell

in an aboriginal's car.

You should never have bought it.

They need all the
cars that can get

all those long distances
they have to travel.

- Edith, it is not
an aboriginal's car.

Anyway Aboriginals have
extremely large families.

They wouldn't
fit into a Pintara.

Like a more suitable vehicle
for them would be a mini van.

- Who did these, Mum?

- I did, son.

(sewing machine rattles)

- Mum, I was
thinking about the car.

- The Cedric?

That's your car, Danny.

- Well I was wondering if
it was, I mean, is it my car?

- Of course it is.

Your father and I had a
little ceremony the other night.

We drove the car
onto the car park

of the Lutheran church
down in Grasdon street.

- Yeah.

- We chanted. We
threw water on it

and we told Cedric
you were his new owner.

It was very moving.

It was your father's idea.

- So I guess if it is mine

then I can do
anything I want with it.

- Yes Danny.

- Thanks Mum.

(engine revs) (door thuds)

- I can't believe you
actually bought that.

- Well, I haven't
bought it yet but.

- [Mark] You're mad.

- Hey what's wrong with
my cousin's '79 Monaro?

- Van, it's got, it's got
quality and style mate.

Something you
wouldn't understand.

- Oh, thanks very much arsehole.

- Danny, ready, (mumbles)
price. Come in here.

- Check it out for us, would ya?

- Take a seat.

(door thuds)

Right.

Now, there's a few
forms for you to sign.

There's the.. what we got here?

Transfer.

- Right.

- Yeah, yep.

- Motor Traders Act

And this one's for
your father to sign.

- Oh no.

Look dad won't
sign anything, he-

- It's not worry,
it's just a formality.

Sign it with your left-hand.

It's not a problem,
no-one ever checks.

- Are you sure?

- We do it all the
times. It's just red tape.

Now, I've got to point out
your repayments. Ruthy?

- [Ruthy] Coming Mr. Farkas.

- Just give him a copy, love.

Right.

Now you've got 48 at $160 each,

that includes your on
the road cost of insurance.

- That's over $7,000.

- Sounds like
a lot but it isn't.

Remember you're
not buying a car,

you're buying a piece
of motoring history.

- Hold on. My deposit was $2,490

plus the Cedric as a trade
in. That's over $11,000.

That's nearly double.

- You wanna drop out?

I don't believe you
wanna drop out, Danny.

You'll lose your deposit.

- What?

- It's not up to
me, it's the boss.

I'm with you Danny.

I can arrange the
finance in 24 hours

and you'll be driving out
of here in a thoroughbred.

- Gordon. I got a guy
who wants that Jag.

- Sorry Frank, I just sold it.

- Well, I can get
seven and a half for it.

Has this kid signed?

- Seven and a half?

- We're talking 6 8 here.

-68?

You lost your marbles?

The bloody thing owes us seven.

- Excuse me, Frank I
have to stand by my word.

Now young Danny's got
the first option. OK, I'm sorry.

- Well let me shake your
hand my young friend

because if you get
that car for that price

you are getting a
bargain of the year.

- Come on, he's not serious.

- Frank.

- No, no, no
Gordon no no, really.

- I know where
you're coming from.

- I can have the Jag?

- Mr. Clark wants to
know if you were serious.

- I got the guy on the phone.

- Really?

- [Frank] What do
you wanna talk to him?

- I need a decision Gordon.

- Danny?

- Well just look at this
bloody dump will you?

I mean how the hell are
you supposed to work on it.

Look where the distributor is.

Bloody Poms.

- It looks extremely
well laid out to me.

I guess it's difficult

for a Greek to recognise
such order and precision.

- We've invented order
and precision, you dickhead.

- Yeah in 400 BC.

- So?

- Just one minute, okay?

(door squeaks)

(car rumbling)

- You what?

- Cedric?

- Mum, you said I could do
anything I wanted to with it.

- Yes but trade it in?

- On what?

- Dad I've got a really
important date tonight

with Joanna Johnson, can
we talk about this tomorrow?

- It's a Jaguar isn't it son?

- [Edith] Oh my God.

- It's an old one dad,
it's not very expensive,

it's very beautiful though.

- You traded Cedric in.

- Are you all right?

Desmond?

(door clicks)

Cedric, is gone.

It's gone.

(birds chirping)

(Desmond exclaims)

- He's taking it quite badly.

Was just the same
when Joan died.

- Who?

- The budgerigar.

(Desmond exclaims)

(train rumbles)

(dog barks)

Come inside now, dear?

You'll catch a cold.

(dogs bark)

I feel much better now.

(dog barks)

- Dad, if I had any idea
you felt that strong, I-

- You all right there Desmond?

- Yes thank you
Colin, he just stood

that patch of prickles again.

- Oh, I know how that can hurt.

(dog barks) (birds chirping)

(engine revs)

(door opens)

(door thuds)

(knocks on door)

- Hello. You must be Danny.

- Yeah, Mrs. Johnson?

- Please come in.

- I'm a little bit
early I'm afraid.

- Yes about half
an hour, I think.

- Desmond, this is Danny Clark.

- Hello sir.

- Danny Clark, hey.

- Yes sir.

- I'll just put these
in the water for you.

- Thank you.

- So where are you
taking my daughter?

- To Madison sir, it's a disco.

- I know what it is.

- Oh really? Have
you been there?

- I was a contractor on it.

- Oh, what part
did you contract on?

- Toilets. We do plumbing.

- That must be very interesting.

(chuckles)

- Well, I'll check them out.

The men's, I mean.

- I want her home at 1:00 AM

and if you lay a finger on her,

I'll beat the living
daylights out of you.

You don't know what it's like
having a beautiful daughter

and don't you try touching
her breasts, you understand?

- Yes.

Sir, this is our first date.

- What?

Are you saying you'll touch
them on the second date?

Is that what you're telling me?

Listen to me sonny. There
isn't gonna be a second date.

There you are my petal.

- Hi Danny.

- Hi Jo.

- You okay?

- Yeah.

- Well, I hope you
two have a good time.

- Yeah we will
and don't wait up.

- I've spoken to
Danny about tonight.

- Mm. Yeah I'm sure you have.

Has he told me not
to touch my breasts.

- Joanna, stop that talk or
you won't be going out at all.

(door clicks)

(footsteps pattering)

Good God, is that your car?

- That, yeah. Yes it is sir.

- It's just like yours dad.

You two will have
a lot to talk about.

(footsteps pattering)

(door thuds)

- Just remember what I said
to you, you little smart arse.

(door thuds)

- Well, your old man can
get a bit heavy can't he?

- Yeah, I should
have warned you.

He actually got Mason
Ferguson's arm broken.

- Yeah?

- He figured he
had his way with me.

- And did he?

(Joanna chuckles)

- That's none of your business.

- Oh no, I'm sorry.

- No, no, that's
okay, it's okay.

So, this is the Jaguar.

- Yes, this is the Jaguar.

Yeah.

Do you like it?

- Yeah.

- I mean I'm sure I'll dance

but I'm, I don't think
I'm much good at it.

Oh yeah, do you
come in here often or?

- That's a nice opening
line, Danny. (upbeat music)

- Sorry, this place
brings out the worst in me.

- Hi Joanna.

- Hi.

- Hi.

- [Pam] Joanna.

(Pam exclaims)

What are you doing here?

- We didn't think
you're coming tonight.

- No, I didn't think I was.

I'd like you to meet Danny.

- Yeah we've met sort of.

- Hi.

- Oh you should see Phillip Joe.

He's just come back from London

and he's had his hair
cut and dyed blonde.

He looks so wild and he's
just over here. Come over.

- Oh, I might later.

- Things are so crazy.
You know Simon?

- He's got the hots
for you, Joanna.

- Really?

- Sorry.

- Oh anyway, he's so crazy.

He borrowed his father's Jensen,

you know, it's like a really
expensive kind of car.

Anyway, it's a convertible
and he got really drunk

and he smashed into a pole
and then he just came here

and he collapsed
and he's so drank

and he's such a hunk.

- Danny jut bought
himself a new car.

- Oh, it's just a Jag.

- Hey Jo come over to the bar,

Simon's buying us
all Golden Slippers.

- No, I'll stay here.

- Why?

- Because I'm with Danny.

- Really?

Okay, enjoy yourself.

I'm sorry, they can be
real bitches sometimes.

- Pardon.

- They can be real
bitches sometimes.

- Oh they just insecure.

- I never really
thought of that.

What's a Golden Slipper?

- It's a drink.

- Oh, shall I get you up?

- No, no.

Listen Danny, why don't you
take me somewhere you'd go

if you weren't taking me out.

- Really?

- Yeah.

- Let's go.

Danny.

(Joanna laugh)

So do you eat fish
and chips a lot?

- Not enough.

You know I read an article
the other day that said

that if you ate fish and chips
more than four times a week

you are more likely to
play a musical instrument.

(Joanna laughs)

- What?

I can't -

- (mumbles) it's true.

- You are the strangest
person I've ever dated.

- Thank you.

(Joanna chuckles)

- Well you're the only
person I've ever dated.

- Seriously?

- No, oh not really.

I wanted to for ages
you know. Ask you out but

I couldn't 'cause I.

I wanted to so
badly that I thought,

oh, you know and
what if she say no?

(Daniel chuckles)

- That's amazing.

You seem so clever and smart.

- Well you're so,

you're so beautiful I thought
you're too good for me.

So I thought you
were going out with that

Rick Moncrieff guy.

- No.

Well, you know, I did a bit.

- Did you?

- Yeah.

- His parents know my
parents you know, that's all.

(Daniel chuckles)

- Yeah, I can't
imagine your parents

and my parents getting
along, that's for sure.

- I'd like to meet your parents.

I bet they're
pretty interesting.

- That's one way
of describing them.

- Well I'm glad you
got the car you want.

- Yeah.

- How come you're not ecstatic?

- Well, you see,

my folks gave me their
car for my 18th birthday

and I traded it to get this one.

Dad really loved it.

It was a Nissan Cedric.

- A car called Cedric.

- Yeah.

- Cedric. That sounds more
like a QANTAS steward.

(both laugh)

Well, anyway it hurt them both.

It hurt them both a lot,
but Dad in particular.

(lighthearted music)

- [Joanna] Yeah
and dad found out

that I left the P plates on it.

(Joanna chuckles)

I wanted to try driving it.

- [Daniel] Yeah that's
happened to me with the car,

the Cedric, I got
sprung taking that.

I never did that again.

(Joanna laughs)

- Hey son of a yuppy.

- Yes.

- You got your old
man's rocket ship

out for the night, have ya?

(man laughs)

- Hey you son of a Neanderthal,

you're sticking
out of your cave.

Knob.

- Babe, how's about
coming for a ride in a real car.

(all exclaim)

- She is going for a ride
in a real car shit for brains.

Anyway too much vinyl
gives her headaches.

Piss off, all right.

- She'll get there faster.

- Yeah mate, she'll get
there in no time (mumbles)

- Oh yeah?

(all mumble)

(upbeat music)

(engine revs)

(upbeat music continues)

- Danny. Bloody idiot.

(engine explodes)

- What, what's that?

Oh no

Oh my God.

(door squeaks)

Hey Joanna? Do you wanna
give us a hand out here please?

Jo?

(door thuds)

Just hold the bonnet up for us.

- Danny, you bloody idiot!

- [Daniel] Joanna.

- Little boys in big cars.
You're all the bloody same.

Taxi.

- Joanna help get this
bonnet off me, please.

(mumbles) I'm stuck on the-

(phone rings)

- Hello?

- [Danny] Oh, hi Dad.

- Danny, what time is it?

- It's 12:30. You
sound terrible, Dad.

- No, no I'm much better now.

It's nice of you to ring.

- Dad I'm in a spot of bother.

- Oh.

- I've broken down.

I wondered if you could
come and tow me home.

- Who is it dear?

- It's Daniel.

- Oh he's all right, isn't he?

- His car has broken down.

- But he's only just bought it.

- Well I suppose I
better go and get him.

- You sure you feel up to it?

- What should I
do, just leave him?

- No but you're not well.

- It's funny how Cedric
never let us down, ain't it?

- That's the truth.

- Now give me the street
and the nearest side street.

(lighthearted music)

- Bit a battery trouble
there, hey Danny?

- Just stay cool,
okay just stay cool.

I don't think so, sir.

I don't think so Gordon, no.

- The old Jag electrics
are up to the old tricks, hey?

- No mate it looks
like you're the one

up to your old tricks.

- Excuse me, are
you talking to me?

- Yeah listen dirt bag.

The motor was an
accident waiting to happen.

It's a wonder the
car got to the corner.

- Hey would you sit
down and shut up please.

Just sit down.

- Yeah good advice.

What's the problem, Danny?

- The motor blew up.

- What, just like
that, it just blew up?

- It's throwing a rod.

- Listen to Sonny
when I want a pig,

I'll rattle a bucket okay?

- Now you listen you crook.

This motor is this
reconditioned as my asshole.

This isn't the motor I heard,
you're a rip off merchant.

- Van, just.

- Danny, Danny, who
is this loud mouth dago?

- Now look.

I don't want any trouble.
All I want is the car fixed.

- No problem.

- Are you serious?

- Yeah.

It's in the contract.

(Danny chuckles)

- Oh I'm so sorry.

You see, no need for it.

Just give us till
the end of the year.

- [Danny] That's 10 months away.

- We're a bit snowed under here.

- You lying piece of garbage.

- What's that wog boy?

- I should punch
you ugly puss in.

- You and whose
army, greaseball.

- Van. Just chill out.

- Okay that's it, if you're
not off this properly

in two minutes I'm
gonna call the cops

and talk about assault.

And don't try any of
that legal bullshit either.

Remember you forged
your father's signature.

(engine revs)

Dickhead.

- This is good so (mumbles)

She's so fat. (both chuckle)

That's incredible.

- Hey Joanna?

Jo?

- She doesn't wanna talk to you.

- All right, look Joanna,
look I'm really sorry.

- See.

- Man until you get
your wheels back

she's not even gonna
think of going out with you.

Hey I know how the
female mind works mate.

- Life is so simple for
you Van. Why is that?

(dial rattles)

(phone rings)

- [Mr.Johnson] Yes,
Johnson residence.

- Oh hello. Yes hello,
Mr. Johnson, it's Danny Clark
here.

I was wondering if I
could speak to Joanna-

(peaceful music)

(peaceful music continues)

- There's a young man is
sitting in the car over there.

Who would that be?

- That would be Daniel.

- Daniel the lion tamer
or Daniel our son?

- Daniel your son.

- I think you should
speak to our son.

He needs your help.

(peaceful music continues)

(birds chirping)

(knocks on window)

- Can I come in?

- Yeah sure dad.

(door squeaks)

(door thuds)

(train rumbles)

- Let me prefix what
I'm about to say with this.

I'm extremely
unhappy and very hurt.

Now your mother and I
give you our pride and joy

and you trade it in.

And that car saw us through

some of the happiest
times of our lives,

meant a great deal to us.

Brought you home
from hospital in Cedric

when you were five days old.

Now it's true it was yours
to do with as you pleased

but look what's happened,

you've ended up
in a dreadful mess.

- Dad I didn't realise.

I'm sorry.

- The car yard says they're
gonna take 10 months

to fix it up.

Joanna's probably not ever
gonna talk to me anymore.

- What can I do to help?

- Don't you worry
about it, I'll figure it out.

- We um, we did Fitting
and Turning together

at Collingwood Tech,
Desmond Johnson and I.

I mean we weren't close friends

but we did know each other.

It's funny how we got
the same name, isn't it?

(both chuckle)

That happens sometimes.

(Daniel sniffs)

- Dad I got myself
into this thing, all right?

And I'll get myself
out of it, okay?

-All right, son.

All right.

(upbeat music)

(upbeat music continues)

- [Gordon] What do you reckon
the Queen of England wants?

- Well I know what she needs.

- Yeah

and I knowjust the
person to give it to her.

(phone rings)

- Hello.

Gordon, it's for you.

- Hi Gordon Farkas,
how can I help you?

- I am a friend of Danny Clark

and I believe that
the situation is this.

You are obligated to
repair the car in a week.

- Listen, friend of Danny Clark,

he came in here
and assaulted me.

- No, no, that's impossible
Danny wouldn't do that.

- Yeah, well one of
these accomplices did.

So if he as much as
sets foot in this yard again

I'll charge him.

- You have an obligation
to repair the car.

- Oh yeah?

Why don't you ask him
about the signatures?

- What signatures?

- [Gordon] He signed
his father's signature.

The contract isn't
worth a pinch of shit.

- [Edith] Excuse me.

(phone thuds)

- Morning ma'am.

Great day for buying a new
hat or a new car perhaps.

What can I do for you?

- I understand you have
a Nissan Cedric here.

(engine revs)

- [Daniel] No, no, no,
no cousins, no cousins.

- [Vangeli] Okay just listen.

- [Daniel] It's not a we,

you don't know what
you're talking about.

- Listen, I say that
we just torch the place.

- Yeah, yeah that's
definitely the way to go.

Bloody heII Petrakis.

Your lack of
intelligence is awesome.

Truly awesome.

- Okay wise arse,

I bet you haven't even
thought of something.

- Oh, oh, I didn't realise

the let's torch the
place statement

actually followed a thought
process Van, I'm sorry.

- I'll tell you what I reckon
we should do, it's simple.

Can't you see,
we just follow him,

we find out where he
goes, what he does,

we find a chink in his armour.

- [Vangeli] A what?

-A chink.

Forget it.

- I mean we gotta
get this guy, you know.

He's ruined my life. Come on.

- I can't believe he actually
goes into those places.

- Hey, what's wrong with that?

(Daniel shushes)

- There he is, there
he is, there he is.

(door thuds)

(engine starts)

- So, now would be the
Tropicana mud wrestling

for the rest of the night.

- Yeah.

- That's right
under the car park.

- Hey, clever boy. Give
you a box of chocolates.

- Hey what's the
big deal anyway?

(Daniel chuckles)

- You'll see.

Come lets go after him.

- Sanderson.

(Sanderson mumbles)

Very good.

(all exclaim)

Which leaves us
with, Jorgensen, Clark

(all exclaim)

and Petrakis.

Who I have chosen to
do a free parking voucher

for people who are
attending the Tropicana

mud wrestling show.

I'd like an explanation.

Jorgensen.

- So my colleagues
and I are gainfully

employed most evenings
at the Royal Carpark,

265 Little Burke street.

We're embarking on a programme

to encourage more people
to park in our establishment

by giving free passes to people

attending local theatres,
bars and restaurants.

This way we are effectively

guaranteeing
ourselves employment

by making sure that the
car park is well patronised.

- What I'm teaching
here is graphic arts,

what you are learning is
manipulation and deceit.

Who do you think
is at fault here?

- The Education Department?

(all applaud)

- Why did you start with
Tropicana mud wrestling show.

- We all, Danny,
Vangeli and myself all felt

that we needed more
practice at life drawing, sir.

(all applaud)

- [Gordon] Oh, oh.

- Here's my card.

- [Gordon] Oh Ruthy.

Oh.

Harder, harder.

- Me next Ruthy.

- [Gordon] Yeah fat chance.

- [Ruthy] You boys,

I don't know what you
get up to when we're done.

- I give you a bit of an
idea right now darling.

- Mr. Farkas I am
a married woman.

- So?

- You are awful.

(phone rings)

- Say Frank, that guy
want a Rolls Royce?

- Nah, you wouldn't
believe, he wanted a Cedric.

- What the hell's going on here?

That's a third
request this week.

Jimmy.

- [Jimmy] Yes.

- Where the hell that
Cedric get flipped?

- [Jimmy] Don't know Gordon.

- Well bloody well find out.

Buy the bastard back
there's a rush on 'em.

Oh.

(upbeat music)

(engine starts)

(upbeat music continues)

(upbeat music continues)

- Hi.

Yeap just go up
to the third level.

- Mark.

Mark, inside quick.

- He's here.

Vanny, he's here.

- He didn't see you, did he?

- It's the wrong night.

- What?

- It's the wrong
night for the pass.

- Well what do you suggest
we do Einstein, not accept it?

(horn blares)

- Come on you guys.

- [Gordon] All right what
are you doing in there?

- Okay,

okay, go, go, 90-

- Straight over there.

(engine revs)

Evening sir.

- Yeah I got this
free pass here.

What happened to your face?

- I tripped running.

Gravel.

- You look shockin'.

And I got this pass.

- Oh great, yeah that's fine.

Just leave it here and
we'll park it for you.

- We?

What's there two
of you under there?

(Mark chuckles)

- [Mark] No sir.

When would you
be wanting it back?

- I don't know, who knows.

Two, three, something like that.

- Well have a good night.

- Yeah.

(footsteps pattering)

(lighthearted music)

(door thuds)

(engine starts)

(tyres screech)

(footsteps pattering)

(upbeat music)

(doors thud)

(upbeat music continues)

(tools clanking)

- Danny, 17mm socket.

Mate, we've hit
the jackpot here.

- [Danny] What?

- This motor is out of your car.

- What?

- He must have swapped
it after I looked at it.

(metal clanks)

- Man, that dirty
rotten arsehole.

(wrench grinding)

(man chattering on
radio) (footsteps pattering)

- Where's my XJ6, sonny?

- Pardon?

- Where's my car?

- You want your car, sir?

- Yeah, that's so strange?

- I'll get it for you.

- Listen boyo, just
tell me where it is.

- It's right up the top,
I'll bring it down for you.

- You don't hear so well, sonny.

(footsteps pattering)

- Oh no.

He's here.

- Oh shit.

We gotta do something, fast.

- Okay, push this
away from here, at least.

Let's push it away.

- Without a bonnet,
without an engine?

- Whatever we do
we'd been in a hurry

I sent him up to the roof.

- Look would you push it away?

I told you to push it away.

If he can't start it he'll have
to leave here till morning.

Get it away.

(upbeat music)

- All good.

(door thuds)

(upbeat music continues)

- It looks ridiculous,

there's not enough
weight in the front.

- Open the bonnet.

- Okay you and I are gonna
get in the engine department.

- You're joking.

(upbeat music continues)

- Wait till I say.

Okay Mark let go.

(door thuds)

(Gordon mumbles)

- Is this it sir?

(footsteps pattering)

- Yes you little bastard.

You think I need
the bloody exercise?

- I'm sorry.

I thought you was
was the blue Mercedes.

- What's it doing down here?

- It's safer down here.

- Safer?

Don't I know you?

- No, no, no I just came on,

I just started.

I'm from Adelaide.

(footsteps pattering)

- Haven't you got
something to do?

- Yeah, of course.

No problem, sir.

(ominous music)

Have a good night sir.

(footsteps pattering)

(upbeat music)

(upbeat music continues)

J‘ When the dream runs wild J‘

J‘ It's all I can do J‘

J“ Nothing is easily understood J“

♪ Its a twisting path,
a rocky old track J‘

J‘ Mountains and
valleys no turning back J‘

J“ Wheels go round,
the engine runs hot J‘

J“ Driving me on,
wont it ever stop J‘

J‘ Out in the wilderness ♪

J‘ Searching for tenderness J‘

J“ I'm looking for
something I'll never find J‘

J“ Its been a long hard road J‘

J‘ Yeah it's a heavy load J‘

J“ So take a long last look J“

J‘ Down the long hard road J‘

J‘ Down the long hard road J‘

(both exclaim)

(upbeat music continues)

♪ Look at the
strange things we do ♪

J‘ Coming from a
different point of view ♪

♪ It's been a long hard road I

♪ And it's a heavy load ♪

- Hey, you're only a bloody
wall, what would you know?

- Evening sir.

- So where's me car this time?

- Right in front of you sir.

(Gordon exclaims)

- You're a bit bloody smart
for your own good son.

- Yes sir.

(footsteps pattering)

(Gordon exclaims)

(door thuds)

(engine starts)

(lighthearted music)

(door thuds)

(Gordon exclaims)

- Wet my knickers.

Slip in to something
more comfortable.

(Mark laughs)

- Now you wanna hear some music?

- You bet.

- We can start her up?

- Go for it.

Go for it.

(Daniel exclaims)

(engine starts)

(engine revs)

(all laugh)

(Van exclaims)

♪ Give me that old time music ♪

♪ It's good enough for me ♪

♪ Always played on the fiddle J‘

♪ Good ol' country fiddle ♪

♪ Play it on the fiddle ♪

♪ It's good enough for me ♪

(siren blares)

♪ Give me that old time music ♪

♪ Give me that old time music ♪

(siren blares)

♪ Good enough for me J‘

(engine rattles)

(man chattering on radio)

- Sir, you realise you went
through a red light back there?

- Officer, you be (mumbles)

- Yes lam.

- Oh, Dick Lawrence
and I are great mates.

- He's a wonderful man

Would you blow in here please?

- Blow in ear,
certainly constable.

(Gordon blows)

- We got a live
one here, Harris.

Blow in here sir, not in ear.

- Sorry officer.

(Gordon farts)

Excuse me, wrong end.

Maybe I should put
the bag back there?

No, of course not.

Listen fellows, I'll
tell you what I'll do.

I'm in the car game.

I can get you gentlemen
in a car like this for trade.

- Sounds like a bribe to me.

Sir, we'll have to take you down

to the station for
a breathalyzer test.

- Good then we can
contact Inspector Lawson.

- What about Inspector Lawrence?

- Yeah much better choice.

- Constable? Can
you drive this car

down to the police pound?

- Look at the
tits on that bloke.

♪ Lying in the dark I
know you are awake J‘

♪ I will not give in ♪

♪ I will not give in ♪

♪ Like in fashion everything
is sharp and clear ♪

♪ I can see it all ♪

♪ I can see it all ♪

- It's fantastic.

- I can't even hear it.

- I admit I'm impressed.

- Well look, I mean
it was never like this

it's perfect now, it's perfect.

♪ Gone are the days
of of complacency ♪

♪ Gone are the
nights of indifference ♪

J‘ Here we go ♪

♪ Here we go for one more turn ♪

♪ We can shake, we can
shake the trees and earth ♪

♪ We can spin, we can
spin and not fall down ♪

♪ Hold on tight. We can
both become unwound ♪

♪ You and I going out ♪

♪ And we're
dancing in the storm ♪

(engine revs)

Mr. Johnson, Mr.Johnson
I need to talk to you.

Come on, I know you're in there.

Mr. Johnson I need to
talk to you about Joanna.

About Joanna and me.

- What the hell's
going on out there?

- Good morning Mr. Johnson.

Look I wonder if I
might be able to take up

a few moments of your
time if it's not inconvenient.

- What?

- [Danny] If you come down here

we can sort this out man to man.

- I'll come down all right.

- Oh hi Jo.

- Bloody shit.

- Danny.

- Yeah I had to come
down and talk to your father.

- At 5:00 AM?

- Jo. I need to see you.

- Dad is gonna kill you.

- Yeah I know but
when can I see you?

- On the weekend,
they're going away.

Just get the hell
out of here now.

- All right and
what about my car?

Did you see the car?

- Yes I saw the car, just go.

- Just wait till I get
my hands on you.

- [Danny] I'll wait till
we've all settled down a bit.

- I'll have you for
breakfast you little prick.

- I love you (mumbles)

- What are you
smiling about Joanna?

I'll see you in the
breakfast room.

Get inside, get inside.

- They're not gonna
charge you for wearing it.

- What about the car?

- It's impounded.

Pollution apparently.

- What pollution, it's perfect.

Did they look for
the engine number.

- I'm sure they did, why?

- The engine number
is not right okay?

It's my fault I've been
meaning to change it,

I swapped the motor in my car

for a top motor that
came in the other day.

I just hope they haven't
checked the engines.

- Well I don't know
you're a very lucky man.

Apparently they
checked it out and it's fine.

Just stuffed.

(engine revs)

- That aint my motor.

That's my car.
That ain't my motor.

- What do you mean,
how can you tell?

- I tell by looking.

And I can tell by listening.

That ain't my motor.

Some dirty bastard here has
done a stinkin' swap on me.

(door thuds)

- A bit of car trouble, Gordon?

- Yeah.

- Saw it in the
pound this morning.

Sorry there's
nothing I could do.

Inspector just kept
hanging around.

- Come on Stuart
what's the idea?

One of you blokes has
swapped a motor on me.

- What's that?

- Now I told you I'd buy
any good stuff you can get

but I'm telling you now

I ain't gonna buy my
own stuff back again.

- I'm sorry Gordon,
I'm not following you.

- I'm telling you,
one of your mates

at the pound
knocked off my motor.

- No Gordon you're mistaken.

There was none
of us on last night.

Listen, I've got to get going.

I've got a break and enter
in progress down the road.

If you want my opinion

I think you've got somebody
else moving into your territory.

I've gotta go.

Have a nice day.

(alarm blares)

- Car was running
all right yesterday

wasn't it before I left?

- Yeah.

(siren blares)

- That fricking car park.

I think I got screwed
at that car park.

Well Stuart's covering his ass.

Never trusted that bastard.

(knocks on door)

(upbeat music
playing in background)

- Pam.

- Danny.

- ls Joanna in?

- No I don't think so.

(Daniel scoffs)

- You don't think so.

Well can I give these to her?

- I'll get them to her.

- No, I'll give it to her.
- Anyway I've gotta go.

- [Joanna] Pam.

What the hell are you doing?

Danny.

- [Danny] Hi Joanna.

My you've really
stepped up security

since I was last here.

These are for you.

- Thanks.

- Pam you're about
ready to go, aren't you?

- No way.

- Look I'm quite
capable of deciding

who I let in the front door.

- No, your not Joanna.

You can do much
better than this.

- I think you better go.

- I'm not going till he does.

- Now get out.

- No, you've lost it
Joanna. I'm your best friend.

- Out.

- You're sick woman
Joanna, you need help.

I'm only trying to protect you.

(Pam exclaims)

Oh Van.

My Vanny boy, thank
God you've got here.

She's sprayed me.

- Vanny boy?

- Danny, what's going on?

- Van you going out with Pam?

- Yeah, you could say that.

- Oh, you could do much
better than this Pammy.

- Hey, what's that
supposed to mean?

- Ask her.

- Van baby lets go.

- Van baby, Vanny Boy
what is this, name the Greek?

- Listen honky, one more
smart arse remark out of you-

- Out.

(Pam exclaims)

(Danny exclaims)

(Joanna laughs)

- Stop it, stop.

(Joanna laughs)

- Sorry.

(both laugh)

(engine revs)

(tyres screech)

(door thuds)

- [Gordon] Okay
punk, the games up.

That's one of them.

- [Mark] What?

- Now I'm gonna
give you till three

to tell me who's behind this.

- Guys if you want
money it's in the till.

- Three.

(glass breaks)

(Mark exclaims)

- [Mark] What do you want?

Van, Van.

- [Pam] Van.

- [Mark] Van.

- [Pam] Van.

- [Mark] Van

- [Pam] Yeah, oh Van.

- [Vangeli] Van.

- [Pam] Yeah, yeah.

- It feels nice.

Can you just stop.

(Daniel chuckles)

- Did you fail logic last year?

- No.

I'll give you a massage.

Yeah?

- Yeah, yeah.

- You're very tense.

- Yeah, that must be the
coffee causing that tension.

(both laugh)

Well, I think it's about time

I told you about the
Jaguar I didn't have.

- [Joanna] What?

- I didn't have one
when I asked you out

so I bought one to
prove I wasn't lying.

- What?

You're crazy.

- Oh yeah, you're telling me.

- I don't even like Jaguars.

- Oh I know but there was
a there was a point to prove.

(both chuckle)

- You really like me don't you?

- You bet.

- Good.

(phone rings)

- Oh I better get that.

- Oh no don't worry about it.
- No, no, no, I have to.

- No really.

- Yeah, it'll be my folks.

-All right, well hold on.

Hold on.

Let me take you.

(Joanna laughs)

(phone rings)

Hello.

Oh yeah.

It's dad, he wants me to check

if mum's car is in the driveway.

(Joanna gasps)

Oh my God.

- What?

Oh no.

- What?

(blinders rattle)

I gotta get in there.

- Danny get out of here.

(Mr. Johnson yelling)

Go. Run!

- [Mr.Johnson] The keys,
give me the bloody keys,

the keys woman.

- Just meet me
back at the carpark.

- [Mr.Johnson] Let me in here.

- Shit.

(Mr. Johnson exclaims)

- [Mr.Johnson] Clark,
you're gonna die.

- Eight, was it?

- Eight.

(knocking on door)

Who could that be?

- It could be two
Jehovah's Witnesses

with flat bicycle tyres.

- How do you know?

- I had a vision and
that was a (mumbles)

(knocking on door)

- Well you better go and see.

All that talking in tongues

they might disturb
the neighbours.

- Yes we wouldn't
want that, would we?

(door squeaks)

Can I help you?

- Yeah.

Don't I know you?

- I don't believe so, no.

- It'll come to me.

Is Danny Clark here?

Are you from the car yard?

- Is he here?

- No, he's not at present.

- [Edith] Who is it clear?

- You were after the Cedric.

That's where I know you from.

- I beg your pardon?

- Conned by a
couple of geriatrics.

- If I were you I'd watch
my tongue young fellow.

- [Mr.Johnson]
Danny Clark live here?

- Who's that dear?

- It's my old friend
Desmond Johnson.

- I must go and put
something more suitable on.

Excuse me.

(footsteps pattering)

- I wanna talk to you.

- Certainly Desmond,
come inside.

(door thuds)

- Johnson.

Johnson.

(ominous music)

(door thuds)

Right.

(phone beeps)

(engine revs)

- Are you buying or selling?

Get in, get in.

- Thank you very much sir.

(phone rings)

- Jimmy.

- [Jimmy] Yes Gordon.

That Jaguar, CBV763.

It's registered to
Desmond Edward Johnson.

48, Jamison Street,
West Footscray.

- Okay.

It all makes sense.

Johnson runs it.

He's got these school
kids doing his dirty work.

Well, I'm gonna play
you at your on game,

Desmond Edward Johnson.

Go for it.

(ominous music)

(ominous music continues)

- No Desmond, he
should be locked up.

- [Edith] With all due
respect Desmond,

I think our Daniel is
a very fine young man

and you should be proud
to have him as a son-in-law.

- What?

What are you saying?

Are you mad?

My God woman
the girl is just 18.

- Kids are very
mature for their age.

Daniel has just bought a Jaguar.

Iced VoVo?

(biscuit thuds)

- So your unhappy with
this situation, Desmond.

I think perhaps we
should all take a seat

and have a little
talk, don't you?

- Mark?

(metal clanks)

(footsteps pattering)

- Danny?

- Joanna.

Hey, are you okay?

Come, come here.

Are you all right?

- Yeah, I'm all right.

I brought you some
clothes and your keys.

- Thank you.

- [Joanna] Jesus, what
the hell happened here?

Are you okay?

- I'm worried, I don't
know where Mark is.

- What's going on?

- I don't know,
we better get Van.

- Where's Van?

- Oh, oh Van, Van.

(Pam moans)

- [Van] No more.

Pam, give us a break.

- [Pam] What wrong Adonis?

- Hey, at least
get my name right.

- [Pam] Oh weak as piss.

(Pam moans)

- Pam, can we borrow
your place in a while?

- Hey, what is this, open day?

- Van I think Mark
has been kidnapped.

- Oh shit.

Clarke! How long
have you been there?

- Van.

- What?

- Come on.

(engine revs)

- Problem is, this arse
hole is onto us in a big way.

- Well I'm telling you if
he's hurt Mark, I'll kill him.

- I'd rather go home.

- That'd be right.

- Well, I do hope
the next time we meet

it'll be under more
favourable circumstances.

- I'll have a serious
talk with young Daniel.

- Is that Daniel the lion
tamer or Daniel our son?

- That's Daniel our son.

- You people are totally mad.

- Perhaps Mrs. Johnson
would like some apricots.

- My car.

The Jaguar's gone.

- His car's gone.

- It's been stolen.

- Oh dear.

- Call the police.

You people are jinxed.

- Now that's the word I could've
used in scrabble, Desmond.

Jinxed, it's got a J and an X.

- [Mr.Johnson] I
want the police.

(ominous music)

- Okay let's go.

(ominous music)

(ominous music continues)

There's someone
out, there's someone.

(ominous music)

Can you see Mark?

(Van shushes)

- There he is.

- Is he okay?

- I couldn't quite see him.

- How far away is he?

- Too far, it's too high.

- Okay, give us a leg up.

- No you're not going in there.

- I know I just
wanna have a look.

(ominous music)

Which room's he in?

- The one with the window.

- [Van] What are you doing?

Bloody idiot.

(ominous music)

(spray can rattles)

(ominous music continues)

(man chattering on TV)

- Marky.

- [Woman] What's he doing here?

- [Man] Why?

- [Man] Well he used
the door to the hospital.

Dying in the hospital.

- [Man] Who?

- [Woman] His mother.

- I was a little embarrassed-

- Wait.

(engine revs)

I'm sure that was my Dad's car.

- What would he be doing here?

- I don't know, I have
absolutely no idea.

(ominous music)

(tyres screech)

- Good one, George.

Gordon.

- [Gordon] Let's get at it.

(ominous music continues)

(torch hisses)

Okay, Mr. Desmond Johnson

I'll teach you to tangle
with Gordon Farkas.

(machines whirring)

(ominous music continues)

- I've gotta go to the toilet.

- Well, there's a
ladies over there.

- Will you come, please?

(ominous music continues)

(footsteps pattering)

- Who's there?

- Come on Jo, I
really need to go.

- Go then.

- [Pam] I'm scared.

- Well just go,
you'll be all right.

Mark?

(both exclaim)

Shit, idiot. Van, it's Mark.

- I thought you were in there.

- They let me go,

you bastards drove
straight past me.

- We're trying to save you.

- Danny's in there?

- Yeah, looking for him.

- Well you guys are hopeless.

- [Van] What the...

Joanna.

- You wanna help me?

- Yeah.
- Of course.

- Well get up on that car.

(ominous music)

Go on.

(car thuds)

- Shit.

- What are we doing up here?

- Get those bastards.

(ominous music continues)

Get them.

(footsteps pattering)

(George thuds)

- You moron get out of that.

(Jimmy mumbles)

- [Jimmy] They're
in the car Gordon.

(Gordon mumbles)

- [Joanna] Danny.

- Ratchet little prick.

This is the end
of the line for you.

I'll teach you.

- Run, Joanna run.

(footsteps pattering)

- Stop those bastards.

That's bloody Clark's kid.

George take the
Volvo and chase them.

- Chase who Gordon?

- The Monaro.

(horn blares) (train rumbling)

- What's that?

What's that yelling?

- [Mr.Johnson] Can
you write that down.

Show me.

No, no, no, it's
not CBV, it's CBF.

- Where's mum and dad?

- [Mr.Johnson] A Jaguar.

- He's probably killed 'em.

- Danny you're being ridiculous.

- Let's take a look.

- Excuse me, I thought
you were a policeman.

I'm sorry I've obviously called
the wrong bloody number.

Ifl ran my job, I'd run
a plumbing business.

I tell you what, if
I ran my business

the same way you run
yours nothing would happen.

My family would be out on the-

- [Policeman] Just relax
(mumbles) let's do our job.

- What about them then?

- They couldn't
have gone this far.

(tyres screech)

- Shit.

They're onto us.

(engine revs)

(ominous music)

(Mr. Johnson chattering)

(knocks on window)

(Mr. Johnson
chattering continues)

- Hello son.

- Hi dad.

- This would be
Joanna, wouldn't it?

- Hi Mr. Clark.

- Your father's not very happy.

- Yeah I know.

- And neither am
I, to be honest.

Danny what were you doing

at the Johnson's
without your clothes on?

- Dad I can't explain that now.

Listen I need to borrow
the keys to the car.

- And someone
stole your fathers car.

- Yeah I know.

- Dad I need to borrow the
keys to the car please, please.

- More trouble with the Jaguar?

- No I, no I'm gonna be
getting it from Joanna's house.

- All right.

Don't you let him go
signing your name on you.

- No.

- Dad, how did you
find out about that?

- I had vision.

I better go.

(Mr. Johnson
chattering continues)

- [Edith] That's a triple
word score, bizarre.

Your turn dear.

(engine revs)

- My first car chase
and it's a bloody Volvo.

I hope none of
my cousins see it.

- [Mr.Johnson] A Jaguar, silver.

XJ6, how many of them are there?

(Mr. Johnson chattering)

(engine revs)

(tyres screech)

- Shit, what are
they doing here?

- Isn't this where
you stole the Jag?

- Oh yeah, I forgot.

Damn.

(Mr. Johnson chattering)

Hands, get your hands off me.

I am not accepting this. I
want your bloody numbers.

Leave me alone.

- Oh dear, the
caravan is still attached.

- What's that dear?

- There's the little runt.

(Gordon mumbles)

(engine revs)

This will be a piece of cake.

What are you waiting for?

Go and shoot the
guy in the balls.

- Yeah?

I don't have a gun.

Just get him back here.

- I think Mum probably knows

more words than
Shakespeare does.

(both laugh)

How do you even think of that?

(engine revs)

What's that?

- I got him.

Hey I got him.

I got him.

(laughs)

- Very clever.

(both laugh)

I got him, I got him, I got him.

(both laughing)

I got him, I got him, I got him.

(Jimmy laughs)

Gordon come out.

(ominous music)

- Joanna we're being chased.

- Or we've got a
bit of a handicap.

- Hold on okay?

Damn it.

(ominous music)

- Shit, Gordon.

(Gordon laughs)

Gordon.

Hey Gordon, don't forget me.

(engine revs)

(cars thud)

- You bloody idiot.

- Sorry Gordon.

- Faster, faster.

(Van exclaims)

- Easy for him to say.

- I've got you
now you little prick.

- You're dead meat.

- What are you gonna do?

- Gordon, Gordon.

- These guys scare me Danny.

- Not for long.

Hold on.

- [Jimmy] Hey don't forget me.

- Me first Gordon.

- Get back.

(cars thud)

(Jimmy laughs)

- All right.

- [Joanna] Danny look out.

(tyres screech)

(Jimmy exclaims)

(dog whines)

(engine revs)

- Back up!

Back up!

(engine revs)

Shit.

You dumb bastard.

I tell you George I'm gonna
kill you with my bare hands.

You bloody-

- [Van] You stupid
ugly bastards.

(Van laughs)

- [Mark] Gidday.

(both exclaim)

- [Van] Hey you (mumbles) on.

- You got a bit of
battery trouble going.

- I'll get you Clark and
your mate Johnson.

- [Van] Sure mate.

- Good luck sucker.

- [Gordon] Fucker, fucker.

You bloody Clark.

- On ya, Clarky.

- [Gordon] Come back here.

(Van exclaims)

(Gordon exclaims)

- Get me out of this bloody car.

- [Van] Hey we did it.

- [Mark] Van how's
he gonna get out?

- [Gordon] George, Jimmy,
where are ya? Somebody help me.

(water flushes)

-Joanna?

(Joanna sighs)

- I wish we didn't
have to go back.

- It'll be okay though.

- Yeah.

I know it'll be.

- It's a funny
thing you know but

I don't even like Jaguar
as much anymore.

- I wonder why.

(both laugh)

I think it's the
people that drive 'em?

- Yeah, it could be.

- Yeah.

- Do you want your
birthday present now?

- I think I've probably had
about enough for this birthday.

(lighthearted music)

- You sure?

(upbeat music)

♪ I wouldn't waste
your precious time ♪

♪ And I don't need
anybody wasting mine ♪

♪ When I'm with you ♪

♪ All we have is precious time ♪

♪ Would you give me just a
little of your precious time ♪

♪ And I'll try so hard ♪

♪ To make it on my own ♪

♪ When I'm with you ♪

- [Narrator] Oh, there's
one thing I forgot, Gordon.

He still had some unfinished
business with Mr. Johnson.

- It's been a bloody awful week.

My car's been stolen,
daughters ran off with some kid,

- [Man] Lucky
block. (all exclaim)

- [Mr.Johnson] but
nothing gets in the road

of the Johnson
plumbers annual party.

(all exclaim)

Now the pipe bending competition

will be starting
in a few moments

(engine revs)

and I particularly wanna
thank Brian and Chook

because Gazza the task to
bringin' in the Atwood Plaza

and Mitchelton job
on time and budget.

- He's in there.

Okay, Johnson you-

Shit.

(all exclaim)

(dog barks)

(dog barks)

(Mr. Johnson sobs)

- [Narrator] After
getting out of hospital

Gordon Farkas was charged
with 37 counts of contravening

the Motorcar Traders Act.

He is at present serving a
five year non-parole sentence

in Pentridge jail.

He intends to start a business

in Queensland after his release.

Danny and Joanna were
married later that year

in a beautiful ceremony in the
church down on Grasdon road.

Danny now drives an
Australian made car.

Mark is a computer
programmer for IBM

and Vangeli, Vangeli
has a business.

The Clark's got back
there beloved Nissan Cedric

and the Johnsons, the
Johnsons spend their lives

avoiding the Clarks.

(upbeat music)

♪ It's been a long hard road ♪

♪ And it's a heavy load ♪

♪ So take a long last look ♪

♪ Down the long hard road ♪

♪ Struggling with the
weight on my back ♪

♪ I hear a lot about
screeching tyres ♪

♪ Even getting
there is half the fun ♪

♪ Rolling the punches
and walking through fire ♪

♪ Wasn't for you,
I'd pack it all in ♪

♪ The journey would be
over before it could begin ♪

♪ Out of the wilderness ♪

♪ Searching for tenderness ♪

♪ I'm looking for
something I can't find ♪

♪ Take a long last look ♪

♪ Down the long hard road ♪

(upbeat music continues)

♪ When the dream runs wild ♪

♪ It's all I can do ♪

♪ Nothing is easily understood ♪

♪ It's a twisting path,
a rocky old track ♪

♪ Mountains and
valleys, no turning back ♪

♪ Wheels go round,
the engine runs hot ♪

♪ Driving me on,
won't it never stop ♪

♪ Out of the wilderness ♪

♪ Searching for tenderness ♪

♪ I'm looking for
something I can't find ♪

♪ It's been a long hard road ♪

♪ Yeah it's a heavy load ♪

♪ So take a long last look ♪

♪ Down the long hard road ♪

♪ Down the long hard road ♪

♪ Look at all the
strange things we do ♪

♪ Coming from a
different point of view ♪

♪ It's been a long hard road ♪

♪ And it's a heavy load ♪

♪ So take a long last look ♪