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[music playing]

[inhales loudly]

[exhales loudly]

Ted West as I live and breathe.

What's that you're wearing, Constable?

That's Detective Sergeant to you.

And it's a safari suit.

No rhinos around here, Mike--

just a pig dressed like a ponce.

[chuckles]

You timed your run well--

just in time for the games.

The opening ceremony's today.

You came all this way to tell me this?

As a matter of fact, Iwas thinking about the Smith

and Caughey job.

Wasn't down to you.

It was your mates from Central.

My mates from central tellme there's a hole in the wall

and a safe that never got opened and a jeweler

who said nothing was missing right

before he skipped the country.

Well, never been one to listen to gossip.

Why isn't your lovely missus here to meet you?

Get in.

I've got something for you.

Hello, Rod.

Rita.

What have you got for me today, sweetheart?

Oi, don't you touch anything.

RITA: Leave the kid alone.

I need my ring back.

Ooh, would that be the emerald or the garnet?

My wedding ring.

I have this to exchange.

[chuckles]

What do you do with that thing?

RITA: It's for grinding coffee.

Why would you bother when there's instant?

It's all I've got left.

Urgent, is it?

Yeah.

Rita, I've always told youwe can work something out.

Why don't we head out the back?

[WHISPERS] Fuck you.

[groans]

[coughs]

Come on, Wolf.

[theme music]

THEME SONG: Watch your back,watch your back when you're

walking down the alleys, child.

Watch your back, watch your backwhen you're out on the streets.

If there's a stranger on the street these days,

you can't see it through the fog and haze.

Well, everybody's going crazy.

Everybody's going crazy.

Everybody's going crazy.

Rod Nugent is a dumb-bum.

The word is asshole.

What did you get?

Good boy.

Rita!

Hi, Vern.

Go and warm up the TV.

What are you doing back?

I'm back from the bay!

Finished out the wool stores.

I've missed you, and I love you.

My husband is out today,and if he finds out,

then you'll be dead.

So stay the fuck away from me.

[music playing]

So, who ratted you to the cops, you reckon?

Was it Bert?

Phineas?

Bilkey?

Or Lefty?

They all did less time than you.

Come on, Ted.

Who do you reckon it was?

I'll be getting out about now.

Don't you want your present?

[rock music music]

There you have it, boys, as foretold--

the treasure that isn't here--

the Krugerrands.

You're a genius, Ted.

That's a merry fucking Christmas, all right.

[laughter]

Got it off love the boys in town.

Take it, use it, so I can have the pleasure

of nicking you personally.

Won't happen.

MIKE: How do you know?

Because I'm not a bowel movement

dressed in a pastel suit.

[laughter]

[music playing]

Gidday.

How are the whinging poms?

[chuckles]

[sighs]

Scheisse.

Hello, hello.

Ted.

[sighs]

Look at you.

Didn't think you'd be home so soon.

God, it's good to see you.

[exhales loudly]

[moaning]

My God, you've grown.

Aren't you going to say hello your old man?

Hello.

Go play over at the park.

Tea's at 6:00.

Don't let off any firecrackers.

[music playing]

I'll be knocking on an open door.

I like the dream.

Can I have some more? 'Cause it's all right.

[breathing heavily]

[chuckles]

[chuckles]

[sighs]

What'd you do to yourself?

I cut it.

Where's your ring?

I lost it.

Actually, I had to hock it to Rod Nugent.

Things were a bit tight.

What do you mean?

Wives always get a cut of thejob when their bloke's inside.

Were there not enough jobs?

There's a new rule.

Only working members get a cut these days.

Since when?

The last six months.

I didn't want to upset you--

not while you're inside.

Those bloody pricks.

[music playing]

Lefty.

Lefty!

Ngaire.

Ted.

You're out.

I did write to say.

Where's Lefty? - Not here.

New place, is it?

Yes, it is.

We like it.

Where is he?

Down at the tavern with the lads.

Ted fucking West.

[chuckles]

Lefty.

Give the man a glass.

Ted.

Ted, good to see you.

You too.

Nice threads.

Ah, perks of the job, you know.

Did you get my note about me getting out?

Sorry, mate.

Ngaire got her tits in atangle about needing to watch

the games, but good to see you.

Gidday, Ted.

Phineas.

What's this I hear about Ritabeing cut out of the jobs?

She wasn't cut out.

There haven't been many jobs.

It's been a bit thin.

But, uh, we've gotsomething we're cooking up.

TAB?

Payroll?

It's K9s.

As in woof, woof? [chuckles]

TVs-- top of the line--

everyone wants color for the games.

Knocking off a few tellies.

Not just a few.

They're worth 700 bucks each.

[scoffs]

It's all set up.

You haven't exactly been around.

I know-- three fucking years!

[rock music playing]

Went all right then, boss?

We got the money and the bag.

Bless Smith and Caughey forbeing next to a yappy jeweler.

You want me to give this away?

Nah, get in there and doa bit of Christmas shopping.

You sure?

Yeah, it's Christmas Eve.

This town's deader than a door nail.

[chuckles]

Where do you think they keep handbags?

Uh, that would beaccessories and haberdashery.

What about perfume?

BILKEY: You got some totty on the go, Bert?

[chuckles]

It's for my mum.

Oh, to be bloody single.

I love being married.

Good for you.

I won't be getting muchChristmas cheer from Ngaire.

She found out about Janice?

Sharon from Swanson.

Mate, when are you going tolearn to keep it in your pants?

[music playing]

Christ!

Did Bert already shift it?

No, he's still inside.

[tires squealing]

[sirens]

[rock music playing]

Run.

POLICEMAN: Stop!

On the ground you two-- now!

Shit.

Look, things went tits up.

We all suffered for it.

Some more than others.

That's under the bridge.

And you're welcome to bein on the job if you want.

What did he say?

Not enough jobs, he reckons.

Waving his dick and his one poxyball around-- as if a burg's

anything to write home about.

That's the next job?

Yeah, knocking off TVs.

Where's the bloody skill in that?

Things have gone downhill without you.

That's for sure.

I know one of them ratted.

You think?

Oh, they're all so smug.

But at least one of them sittingon a pile of Krugerrands.

Who do you think it was?

I don't know, but I'll find out.

Don't you worry.

Oh.

[moaning]

Do you know how much I love you?

I love you too.

[music playing]

So, so much.

TED: You're the best wife a man ever had.

MAN [ON RADIO]: News fromthe 1954 Commonwealth Games--

Come on, love.

Time for school.

They're not for you, all right?

Mind your manners, boy.

Chips and Vegemite.

So how's school?

It's all right.

What you got there?

It's for results for the games.

Make sure you pay attention in class.

Yeah, yeah.

RITA: Leave him alone, Ted.

He's got an attitude on him.

He's had three yearsbeing the man of the house.

He's not used to you being here.

You can take it.

No, no.

You need it for housekeeping.

See you.

Shit.

Shit, shit.

[suspenseful music playing]

Rita.

How are you, Vern?

You told me to stay away.

Then I felt bad for being so cruel to you.

Well, you could come in if you want.

Da's at work.

Ma's at the shops.

Vern, we can never have what we had.

Love has nothing to do with age, Rita.

Even if it is impossible,I want you to know

that I'm thinking of you.

Well, anything yourhand has touched is gold.

[WHISPERS] Silly boy.

I'd like to offer you more, but

there's just not much callfor the older Instamatics

these days.

MAN: Oh, I paid fairly good money for that.

Oi!

What are you doing?

I want that ring back, Nugent.

Ted West.

TED: One and the same, you mangy ferret.

How would you like me to call the cops?

Then you'd go straight backto where you came from.

Give me the ring.

Hey, hey, hey!

I'll scone you.

Then I'll call the pigs.

Huh?

SPORTS ANNOUNCER [ON TV]:And it's going to be Tayler--

Tayler from New Zealand.

Yes! Come on!

Come on!

SPORTS ANNOUNCER [ON TV]:It's Tayler of New Zealand.

[phone rings]

Yes!

All right!

SPORTS ANNOUNCER [ON TV]: Andwhat an outstanding run it was!

It's not like it's a real sport.

It is.

Just a lot of blokes runningaround in their underpants.

Phone for you.

It's Lefty about your mate.

Right.

He said to tell you it's 9o'clock, corner of Lovelock Ave

and Snell Place.

[sighs]

Better get busy then.

How long is he back for?

For good.

[music playing]

There you go, boys--

as foretold.

Be nice if there was a forklift.

You're all the machine we need, mate.

What are you doing?

Got a safe.

An old model too.

What about it?

I should have a crack at it.

And that's what got us intoa barrel of trouble last time.

Let's get on with it.

Time's a wasting.

So how you going to off-load these bastards?

That's mine to know and yours to fuck up about.

Come on.

That safe's sitting therebegging to be cracked.

Ted!

You're not calling the shots these days.

Is that so?

And I should listen to you because--

I'm cutting you in.

Was it you who grassed in 1970?

Eh?

You think it was me?

Why not?

Jesus, Ted.

If you're going to point the finger at me,

why aren't you looking at Bilkey or Bert?

Hell, he only did three months!

That's 'cause I had abottle of Tweed for my mum.

Or maybe someone cut you a deal.

Look, Ted the point I'm makingis, do you think we haven't

been through this already--

blaming each other?

We all did.

I thought it was Phineas,and he thought it was you.

Me?

What the fuck?

I've made it my life'srule never to dob-- ever!

You've got to admit, that's a good cover.

I did three fucking years.

Which makes you the least likely,

which means you could be the most likely.

That is idiotic.

Mike McCarthy said it wasn't.

Why are you listening to him?

I don't have the Krugerrands.

And neither do we!That's what we're saying!

Yeah, at the same time as I'mbeing accused of being a narc!

Mate, we've had years to talk through this.

And do you know what answer we came up with?

What if it was none of us?

Guys--

What if some scrote walkedpast, saw his opportunity,

call the cops, filched the van.

Guys!

Someone's out there!

And if I can hear you, they can.

Who is it?

Bloke in a car.

Shit!

It's the porkers!

[music playing]

How long's he been there?

Since you all start yelling.

Let's get out of here.

My mammy will kill me if I do another lag.

Yeah, not good.

Not until I say so.

[WHISPERS] Let's get out of here.

[rock music playing]

It's not the cops.

It's a john with a hooker.- Too late now!

Another fucking cock-up.

There was a safe sitting right there,

and Lefty wouldn't let me near it.

And do you know who they thought was the rat?

Who?

Me.

Of all the bloody nerve.

That's ridiculous.

I met those fellows in 1962.

We built things up job by job--

TAB, payroll.

This TV bullshit-- there's no skill in it.

Ted, you don't need them.

We were a gang.

We were tight.

It's like that race, Ted.

Dick Tayler didn't need a crew to win.

He did it all on his own.

He probably had a coach.

Yeah?

Well, so do you--

the best coach.

So you get out there, andyou show me how you can win.

[moans]

I know you can.

[music playing]

You dirty bugger!

Ted--

That little Pommy prickfrom next door was looking in.

Ted--

I'll show that little pervert.

Ted, leave it.

Forget about him.

He's a weirdo.

And he's gone now.

Come back to bed, baby.

He's been giving me funnylooks ever since I got back.

[moans]

You know what?

We should move, get ourselvesa place somewhere else.

We need more space.

Well, if we want more kiddies.

You need to get back where you belong--

[moans]

--that's all-- in charge, on top.

You're the boss.

[moans]

You show them you don't need them.

[moans]

What you got there?

Nothing.

Where'd you get this?

- School. - What?

You nicked it? - No.

Don't lie to me.

It's not like you don't take stuff.

Hey, you watch your mouth.

What's going on?

He's got a whole pile of cash and won't

tell me how he got it.

I won it.

How?

We all put in.

Whoever gets closest onthe results gets the sweep.

On what?

The games.

You think it's dumb, but everyone's into it.

You're running a book.

Who thought this up?

Me.

[chuckles]

Not too stupid after all, eh?

Hey, that's mine!

I live here too, andwe share and share alike.

That's how it works in this house.

Dude, how are you?

You want a beer?

Oh, a port and lemon will do the trick.

BARTENDER: Coming right up.

[music playing]

I hope you got a receipt for that.

Of course.

Heard there might be afew hot tellies on offer.

Warehouse got knocked over last night.

No shit.

They didn't manage to finish to job though.

Bloody amateurs, eh?

You're the one telling the story.

And how are you managing?

Well, if you lock yourself in your house,

you know who to call.

I know things aren't what they were, Ted.

Word is these days it's Lefty Munroe's show.

Personally, I've neverthought he was much chop--

all mouth and trousers, not a patch on you.

Jeez, all this flattery, next you'll

be offering to gobble my knob.

I just want to get things to rights.

If you knew anything, could be a bob in it.

Go fuck yourself with a rusty crowbar.

You're a hard man to crack, Ted.

Lucky not everyone's so proud.

See you around, gentleman.

Thanking you very muchly.

Did you catch Dick Tayler's race?

What a run.

Faster than a greyhound.

[music playing]

Vern!

I was just digging up some bulbs.

How are you?

Fine, but my parents haven't been well.

What happened?

Well, Da spent the night in the hospital

with some kind of blood problem.

[music playing]

That's terrible.

They blame the lamingtons.

How could that be possible?

They were poisoned.

No!

Oh, I didn't get any.

I'm not fond of coconut in a cake.

It's like eating horse hair.

But I forgive you, Rita.

And I can take anything you throw at me--

except you having sex with that man.

He's my husband.

And you don't have to watch.

I want you, Rita.

I need you.

Vern, this has to stop.

I know you think I'm young and useless,

but you know how I was downon the bay at the wool stores?

[music playing]

I grew it.

And I'm going to sell it.

That's very enterprising.

Well, I met some crazy people in Hawke's Bay--

Blerta. They have land.

They all live together.

You know I could never share a kitchen.

Oh, I'm looking at a place at Huia--

for us.

What about Wolf?

He would come, of course.

And we could find our ownlittle boy, take him back.

He's ours, Rita.

He should be with us.

I don't know where he went to, and I

don't want to talk about it.

Rita, I know the sufferingyou've been through,

but we are meant to be together.

You are my goddess, my queen.

[soft music playing]

Oh, praise the Lord.

Vern, stop.

We need to be patient.

OK?

Wait until the time is right.

We need to go soon.

With Dad?

Of course, love.

I liked it better when it was just is.

It couldn't stay that way.

I can get us money.

That's sweet, honey.

But things will get better soon.

You'll see.

Smell that.

Your mother makes the bestsausage rolls in Henderson.

You ready for this?

Last bash.

You look fantastic.

It's the last time I have to put

up with bloody Ngaire Munroe.

I may as well go out in style.

That's my girl.

Always.

[upbeat music]

Oh, Ted.

Oh, gidday, Ngaire.

Rita.

Ngaire.

You brought your sausage rolls.

It wouldn't be a party without them.

Ah, Bert, you're such a darling.

Pop them by the hedgehog.

Ngaire, that is spectacular.

Oh, I saw it in the weekly.

Thought it'd be fun to try something new.

You're a friend of Bilkey?

Rita, this is my friend, Shandy.

The lovely Rita.

- Stop it. - Hi.

Hi.

Bloody nice tellies.

Oh, we got it for the girls really.

Yeah, it's a bit of a swizz though.

Not all of it's in color.

I'm sure it's just the beginning.

Oh, Carol, here at last.

Sorry we're late.

My angels on horseback turned into devils.

Well, at least they're crunchy.

Such a twerp sometimes.

Phineas' mum says I'm not fit to be a wife.

Oh, and is there any news?

Um--

Oh, the other day when I needit for my hair appointment,

Carol was saying she was late.

Turned out to be a false alarm.

NGAIRE: Oh, that's such a shame.

Oh, well.

We've got business.

We'll need a couple of these as well.

I'm sure we can manage tokeep ourselves entertained.

Ladies?

[groans]

TED: Oh, yeah.

Yeah.

Bloody lucky man, Ted.

I am.

And how's Wolf doing?

He's a box of birds.

Rita's got the one boy.

I've got three girls.

Poor Carol has none.

[screaming]

Jesus!

That nearly split the sound barrier!

Take off, you lot!

[screaming]

I caught you!

You have to show me your knickers.

Only if you show us your willy.

All right, then.

[high-pitched laughing]

There we go, lads.

Oh, well, that'll keep me in Gingernuts.

It would've been more if things had worked

out the way they were meant to.

- So what's next? - And I've got a few.

Ideas

Well, you won't have to worryabout splitting it five ways.

Eh?

I'd like to apologize toyou all for having suspicions.

It didn't help having MikeMcCarthy putting a wind up.

Well, he's done that to all of us.

He's really confusing.

Well, it's been a fine thing working

with you fellas for all these years,

but it's time I moved along.

Where to?

Well, I'll still be here.

So you're not moving along?

It's a metaphor, Bert.

Sometimes, you have a different philosophy,

and you reach a parting of the ways.

What's going on?

Ted's got the pip.

Not at all.

But I'm a safe cracker not a removal man.

That's how it has to be.

Lefty, time to get the barbie on.

Oh, thank you, Ngaire, but we won't be staying.

PHINEAS: Oh, come on, Ted.Have another.

Yeah, don't go, Ted.

Wolf, time to go.

Goodbye, Carol.

See you, lads.

TED: Wolf.

Good evening to you all.

NGAIRE: What's going on?

Ted slung his hook.

Oh, what a terrible shame.

You're not even going to giveme a clue what you're up to?

Don't want to jinx it.

If something goes wrong, take care of the boy.

He's your son too, you know?

I know that.

Then maybe give them a fucking break.

He's not a bad kid.

Stop talking like you're not coming back.

SPORTS ANNOUNCER [ON TV]:And in the 1500 meters,

the local crowd will be cheeringthe John Walker and Rod Dixon,

but Jipcho and Bayi will be the ones to beat.

So, who's going to win, do you reckon?

- Rod Dixon. - John Walker.

Jipcho's got two golds, but I'm going Bayi.

Good on you, son.

Always good to back the dark horse.

How long is this thing meant to take?

WOLF: The record's three minutes 33 seconds.

KID: Someone could break it.

[music playing]

Call out for help.

Someone's got to listen to what she's gonna say.

Ted.

Good to see you.

Steady on.

People will talk.

Mate, you can't leave us.

Ah, you'll be all right.

Lefty's a blowhard, but he's not all bad.

And cutting Rita out-- that wasn't his idea.

Whose was it?

Ngaire.

You know she wears the pants in that house,

and she's never liked Rita.

Because of her sausage rolls.

Not just that.

But you can't leave us--

not after all these years.

SPORTS ANNOUNCER [ON TV]: He's already

gold in the 5,000 metersin the men's steeplechase.

So will he make it a hat trick?

Just think about it, Ted.

If you want to start a new gang, I'm in.

Yeah, me too.

It's good of you.

But if you'll excuse me, I just need to drop

some boys off in the pool.[chuckles]

SPORTS ANNOUNCER [ON TV]:The 1974 Commonwealth Games

attended by the Royal Family.

[suspenseful music playing]

--on the inside, and if his pastefforts are anything to go by--

And they take their marks--

and they're off!

[cheering]

Jipcho is right behind him, coming

into second.

[music playing]

[cheering]

200 meters left in this electrifying race.

[cheering]

[safe clicking]

[cheering]

[rock music playing]

[cheering]

[safe clicking]

[lock clicks]

[distant cheering]

Walker should've had it.

Walker and Dixon, wererobbed, don't you reckon?

If you say so.

How'd it go? - Bayi all the way.

Good lad.

Here's what I owe you--

with interest.

Thanks, Dad.

Like I said, if got it, you share it.

Hey, go on.

Shout your mates an ice cream.- Cool!

[cheering]

It went all right then?

It could be a new record.

Is that right?

Dad, there's cops.

[music playing]

Gidday, Ted.

TED: Righto.

[WHISPERS] What the bloody hell?

[music playing]

[chuckles]

Stop looking.

[chuckles]

It's wacky Becky.

Those leek munchers, eh?

Whoa.

How could you do this?

How could you?

What's he bloody on about?

You hardly even know the bugger.What?

Does he think you called the cops on him?

No way.

Wests never dob.

They certainly don't.

[chuckles]

That's right, officer--

drugs.

I've seen them.

Well, here we are--

just me and my two best boys.

Things are looking up, all right.

You know what I'm after, so hand it over.

It's not even real gold, you know.

Doh!

Ah!

Ted, what is going on?

Out you get, Mrs. West.

Where are we?

Why don't you look inthat letter box over there.

You know I don't like surprises,

Oh, go on, you silly bint.

[sighs]

Ted?

Are you going to put that back on?

Well, unless you've had a better offer.

What's this?

That is the key to a castle--

a castle for my queen.

[music playing]

Step aside, give her room to move.

Get yourself up.

Oh, my God.

Ted!

What?

Do you like it?

You'd better because I puta bloody deposit on it.

I fucking love it!

[rock music playing]

And I love you.

You know, there's a littlesomething I want in return.

You can roger me any way you want.

[laughter]

Actually, I had something else in mind--

a bit of a party.

[music playing]

So this is their new place.

Apparently.

I thought they were on the bones of their ass.

So did I.

Did he say what this is all about?

No.

This is tremendous, Rita.

We like it.

Do have a drink.

Ted.

Mate.

Good to see you.

How's about we crack the top off one of those?

Sounds good.

You can show the ladies about hacienda.

Love to.

[cheering]

You could play a good gameof backyard cricket out here.

Any time.

But first, a little business.

What's this?

Well, fair is fair, and there's the share.

Of what?

Where'd you get this?

I melted down all those krugerrands.

What do you think?

[chuckles]

Come on.

It was a golden opportunity--

a tavern full of punters, alleyes on the goggle box, Friday

night's take still sitting in the safe.

You knocked off the tavern.

You were in the bog.

Nope.

But I thought you were out, going it alone.

I've reconsidered.

Nah, it's your job.

You keep it.

What's mine is yours.

Piss off.

Hey, we go way back.

I'm not some bugger runningon his own in his singlet.

I need a team.

We get back in business, andMike McCarthy can suck on that.

What do you say?

All those bedrooms!

Just for the three of you.

Oh, I've always wanted a breakfast bar.

Tina, can you a loveand take Carol's asparagus

rolls out to the men.

They're a wee bit soggy.

I'm sure they're perfect.

Did you want to have alittle girl talk, Ngaire?

How did you get this place?

My husband's a good provider.

Bullshit.

You cashed in the krugerrands, didn't you?

I thought we weren't meant to touch

them until we were on our own.

I didn't touch them, Carol--

even though you wanted me to.

Excuse me?

You cut me off, so I'd getdesperate and break cover,

and then you could blame mewhen it was all your idea.

I caught him right herein our bed with that slapper

from Swanson!

He should pay for this-- bloody pay!

I was a little bit upset.

You were the one who said thatwe needed insurance for a time

when our men weren't around.

You both saw the sense in that.

Yeah, we did.

Yeah, it's Christmas eve.

This town's deader than a door nail.

[chuckles]

[whistles]

[music playing]

Calling the police was never part of the plan.

I told you back then, I haveno idea who called the police.

I assumed it was you to get backat Lefty for screwing around.

You mean, it wasn't just bad luck?

It might have been so Ritacould get Ted out of the way

while she went up north for a little while.

That time you went on holiday.

When you came back, Wolftold Desiree that while you

were away Mommy got fat.

Eating was my only comfort.

My husband was doing three years.

So was it a boy or a girl?

I know you don't like me, Ngaire,

but there was no baby, all right?

And this kind of bullshitis just dangerous

gossip, because if we turn on each other, then

we're all sunk.

Have you still got your insurance?

Yes.

Hidden away.

How about you?

[music playing]

[coins clinking]

[MUSIC - MARK WILLIAMS, "YESTERDAY

WAS JUST THE BEGINNING"]

Yesterday was just the beginning of my life.

You're a friend on mine.

How about we go and join the men?

[laughter]

That's quite a good haul.

Isn't it?

Ah, you shouldn't beflushing that about, you know?

We're going to need a new system for the cash.

I know what Bert should spend his on.

What, a case of deodorant?

[laughter]

A hooker.

[laughter]

[music playing]

Oh, not this bloody racket.

I like it.

The games are over.

And by Christ, they had their uses.

To the games.

Bring on the footie!

ALL: The footie!

[cheering]

[laughter]

It's just like old times.

Isn't it?

What was the party for?

Ted's shifted house.

MIKE: Just after that job at the pub.

Well, he was sitting there the whole time.

It's a nice place he's got.

You call that information?

I'm paying for a bit more than that.

I would never turn on Ted--

not ever.

You will-- eventually.

You were meant to get shot of them!

You're better than them!

I said I'd get you a new place, and I did.

And you might be in charge of this house,

but you don't tell me how to run my gang.

You're my husband, and I'd do anything for you.

You know that.

You mark my words--

Lefty Munroe will not thank you for this.

Oh, you think I don't know that?

They're still good blokes.

And I showed them who's boss.

You did.

I know something else thatmight need a bit of seeing to.

[clattering]

[MUSIC - STEVE ALEEN, "JOIN TOGETHER"]

We've got to join togetherlet our laughter fill the air.

It's time for every race andcreed to throw away their

every care.

Let sport unite us as one inthe spirit of the Lord above.

And let's all remember thegames are for the fostering

of peace and love.

[theme music playing]

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