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[music playing] - It's not here, Ted.

The South Africans don't have the money.

There's been a change of plans.

I'll let you know more whenyou get back to Auckland.

Evan Lace.

You need to give my son a job.

There would definitely bea safe, because there's stuff

he likes to keep close by.Bearer bonds.

So we find where everythingis and we steal it.

Despite many generous offers, they just don't

share my vision for the future.

What if the guy had some problems?

[screaming] - Are you the dog boy?

- What? - Wolf.

Come see me Monday.

We'll discuss your future employment.

SPARKY: [squealing]

Just eat it, ham.

[imitating explosions]

For God's sake.

Sparky!

It's this territorials thing.

Why the hell does he wantto be in the army anyway?

It's a mug's game,fighting for politicians.

My dad was in the army.

[imitating explosions]

This month and last month's, OK?

Board.

Shit.

Is that the time?

Is that new?

A bit flash, isn't it?

Nothing I can't afford now.

What exactly does this Lacebloke have you doing anyway?

You know.

This and that. - Right.

And what does this and that actually involve?

Well, sometimes, it's a bit of this.

And sometimes, it's a bit of that.

Well, you should just consideryourself lucky that I still

want to buy your shitty building, considering

the plumbing's shot.

Like I say, a bit of this and bit of that.

And a bit of the other.

I don't know what you'retalking about, Sparky.

You don't seem to be up to much these days.

TED: Well, sometimes patience is a virtue.

You'll learn that one day.

Patience.

Right.

Good to know.

He's just pushing your buttons.

It's part of growing up.

Oy.

Drop the attitude around your father, all right?

And don't start enjoyingyour flash bloody lifestyle

too much.

You're there to do a job, remember?

Yeah, yeah.

Don't you "yeah, yeah, yeah" me.

You have a job to do, Wolf.

What is that job?

[engine revs]

Find the bloody safe.

Find the bloody safe.

[MUSIC - HELLO SAILOR, "WATCH YOUR BACK"]

Watch your back.

Watch your back.

When you're walking down the alley, yes, child.

Watch your back.

Watch your back.

When you're out on the streets.

There's danger 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.

TED: No.No, I haven't heard from him.

LEFTY: Have you tried ringing him?

He has made it veryclear that he would contact

me when the money's here.

And we're meant to hang around forever

waiting for that shaggy prick?

It's bullshit!

I've got mail to defeat!

Ngaire's gone all high-endon the lingerie lately.

I can't say I mind, butthey're not giving it away.

There are three tests, right?

One this Saturday, soonly two more after that.

It's a few other games, Phineas.

It's not like the Boks arebuggering off tomorrow.

Well, they might if thefirst test gets called off.

Why would they do that?

Well, if the protesters geton the pitch again, they might.

LEFTY: That's not going to be happen.

That's what they said about Hamilton.

[booing]

[chanting]

- Are you sure it wasn't you?- It wasn't me, Phineas.

The tour's not going to get called off, OK?

The little pig's got too much riding on it

to call it off now, no matter what happens.

He's digging his own graveand he doesn't know it.

Come the election, he's toast.

It looked exactly like youand your fat boonga mate.

I told you, you imaginedseeing us on the pitch.

And stop calling Falani a boonga.

Because you're one too now.

I'm a Maori, not a boonga.

Just stop using the word, OK?

About anyone.

That's just wrong. - What about coconut?

Is that OK? - No.

Calling anyone anythingbecause of their race is wrong.

No wonder the bloody Boks came here.

Because some of us are just like them.

Wow.

Who died and made you John Minto?

Ah, screw this.

I'm bloody calling him.

[phone ringing]

McEwen and Associates.

Hello, Des.

This is one of your associates.

Ted, my old mate.

How's things?

TED [ON PHONE]: Well, pretty bloody

slow from where I'm standing.

Ah, don't be like that, mate.

It's all coming together.

How?

How is it coming together, Des?- Look.

I told you I'd call youwhen the money gets here?

Well, where is the money now?

DES [ON PHONE]: Oh, well, how the fuck do I know?

Am I traveling the countrywith them, in their ear,

holding their pricksevery time I take a piss?

Well, maybe you bloody should be!

DES [ON PHONE]: Look.

The money will get here when it gets here, Ted.

And you'll be the first to know.

So don't fucking call me.

I will fucking call you.

Hey, listen, Des.

Without us, this is nothing, right?

You need us.

You remember that.

OK?

Now do your fucking job.

So is the money here?

Not long now.

You sure about that, Ted?

Sure.

Still, it might be good tohave something up our sleeve.

Who's got a lead?

Oh, well. No drama.

We'll just have a fewbeers, come up with a plan.

Who's round is it?

I'd better be getting home.

Carol's back, and she reckons she's ovulating.

So I need to get stuck in.

Fair enough, mate.

We'll have one for you.

LEFTY: No, I might head off too.

Ngaire's got a roast on.

And she's been doing this Jazzercise thing.

She's in great nick.

With the lingerie, you'd neverknow she popped three kids.

Talk about up for it.

BILKEY: Yeah, I'm goingto shoot through as well.

Who's the lucky lady?

Someone I met in the restaurant.

TED: Oh, well.

It's you and me, eh, Bert?

Yeah.

I've got a date, actually.

Oh, nice.

What?

Is she Maori?

- Does it matter? - No.

No, it doesn't.

And yeah, she is.

Ted. - All right, boys.

Good luck, eh. - See you, mate.

See you, mate.

Right.

Yeah.

[doorbell rings]

Of course it's you.

Yes, it's me.

Shut the door behind you.

Really, it would be much easierif he just gave you the key.

So answering the door isn't actually

one of your jobs around here?

Ooh.

Is that a little bit of attitude right there?

Oh, you just seem kind of pissed

off every time you open the door.

That's all. - Yeah.

I am.

Because no, answering the door isn't

one of my jobs around here, also known

as the house where I live.

So it's not just me then.

That's a relief.

I'm sorry.

Were you just flirting with me?

No.

I think you were, a little bit.

No.

You do understand what myjob around here is, right?

Fiance.

What does that job entail?

OK, listen to me.

I've seen guys like you comeand go doing what you're doing.

And I'll tell you what I told the last one

that tried to hit on me.

Try it again and you will get fired.

Is Evan here?

Yeah, he's in the study.

Oh, thank you.

Oh, and thanks for opening the door.

The stuff you wanted.

Our problematic friends are being very stubborn.

The fish ones.

EVAN: Mm-hmm.

And it'll probably get inthe way of a very good deal.

Well, you've been very reasonable so far.

I know.

Can you take it from here?

Sure.

Um, I'm not around for the next day or so.

Can you look after Joanne?

What?

EVAN: Be her driver.

Joanne's got a lot of talents,but driving isn't one of them.

I've a Ferrari that can testify to this.

Do I get to drive the Ferrari then?

Nice try.

I like to keep my babiesunder lock and key these days.

Hey, and just keep an eye on her, would you?

Call me paranoid, but I liketo know what the people close

to me do when I'm not around.

Sure.

Car keys, house keys.

I'm sure you can figure out which one is which.

Thanks.

Hey.

You're doing real good work.

Ta.

Mm.

I miss this place.

The feeling's not mutual, Rod.

Don't get me wrong.

Tirau's got a lot going for it.

It's a real simple question, Rod.

Are you in or are you out?

G'day, Ted.

Rolling out the big guns,put the hard word on me, eh?

You what?

No, Rod.

Five Give us a minute, will you?

Sure.

What's that prick doing here?

He has a store in Tirau.

We're just seeing if we can work a bit smarter.

So what brings you here?

Do I need a reason to comeand see my beautiful wife?

Yes.

Shouldn't you be running your book?

Well, can't spend all bloody day in the pub.

Jeez.

Most men I know I would kill to have that job.

Not me.

Good to hear.

But you can't spend it here either.

I'm busy.

I know.

Sometimes, beggars can't be choosers.

Hey, we're not beggars.

It's a saying, Ted.

Go home.

Feed those bloody kids.

Man, that sucks.

Did they say why?

Something about not beingpsychologically stable.

But an army should be full of crazy mothers

who want to blow shit up.

The territorialsclearly lack imagination.

Perhaps you should become a soldier of fortune.

Sparky's sad because theterritorials turned him down.

Good job.

You don't want to be a weekend warrior.

Not when I've got you a gig.

[imitates explosion]

Really?

Fish factory.

Seriously?

Are you ready for that?

I was born ready.

No, I mean, do youhave everything you need?

The job goes tomorrow.

I have everything Ineed right in this house.

OK, that's kind of scary when you think about it.

It needs to look honest.

There's honest arson?

An electrical fault. No comeback.

Yeah, yeah. A piece of piss.

Hey, what about the fish?

What about what fish?

Well, we could take a fewboxes, make it easier to burn.

Surely, he's going to strugglewith a concrete building

full of ice.

Evening, lads.

[grunts] G'day.

I got some Greasy's if--

ah.

Oh, well.

Never mind.

More the more for me, eh?

Yeah.

Right.

Well, I'll leave you to it.

Forget about the fish.

There's a slight complication Ineed you to look after for me.

There he is.

My little dark horse.

Are you being racist?

No.

Man, everyone's sobloody touchy these days.

So what do you got for me, Bert?

Let me guess-- nothing.

No, a headache is whatI've got from all the talking

they do.

They being yourcolleagues in the struggle?

Some of them.

They say Mandela wept with joywhen he heard about Hamilton.

He wept because he knows the message

we sent to the white minorityregime that day as we stood--

All they do is talk and march and chat.

Sometimes, I wake up in the middle of the night.

One, two, three, four, wedon't want your racist tour.

And I'm sweating, man.

Even now, I just--

I can't do this anymore.

That little garage just down off Palmer Drive,

has that got anything to do with you?

Because I've been meaning to check

that out for quite some time.

Come on, man.

I'm doing my best here.

I'm trying my best to fit in.

At least Muldoon's digging his own grave

and he doesn't even know it, eh?

Come the election, he'll be toast, right?

If only it was that simple.

The itinerary for this tour has been cooked up

between the National Party and the NZRFU

to target the marginal rural electorates.

Muldoon will buy another three years out of this.

Mark my words.

Come on, Bert.

There must be something you still like

about fighting the good fight.

Smoke?

Yeah.

Choice.

It's only cabbage, but that's OK.

Isn't Dave amazing?

His passion is off the scale.

Focus on the good things.

Tell me what I want, and then I won't

ever have to go down PalmerDrive to that little garage.

Right?

Nice painting.

It is.

Do you, uh, know much about art?

Enough to have a degree in art history.

And enough to tell Evanwhat he should be buying.

Everything here, I told what to buy.

Shit.

Exactly.

You?

You know anything about art?

I know that some stuffis better than other stuff.

Yes, it is.

So I take it he gave you a key.

Yes.

A bit of a heads up whenyou're here would be good.

Because sometimes I like towalk around the house naked.

I'm having lunch with my friend Veronica.

You can drive me when I'm dressed.

Here.

See you back here at 3:00.

The Radical Action committeehave signed off on this, Riana.

It's a done deal. - It doesn't matter.

It's still a terrible idea.

DAVE: You don't have to come if you don't.

RIANA: I don't want.

Fine then.

What was that all about?

Dave's got this dumb planto cut off the TV transmission

to the outside world.

How?

Breaking into the satellitestation at Ackworth,

taking everything with an axe.

OK.

That seems to me like somethingthe cops might have covered.

Apparently, Dave knows a waythrough a neighboring farm.

So while one group districts the cops

at the gate, Dave and some others

go in through the back way.

But what if we get onthe pitch in Christchurch

and no one in the world sees it? - Exactly.

My point exactly.

I mean, if Mandela wept about Hamilton,

he'll weep buckets ifthey stop an actual test.

That's what I tried to tell them.

But they want to make a big statement.

Yeah, it'd be way betterto cut the transmission here

so the rugby heads don't getto watch their precious game.

That would really piss them off.

That would be so cool.

MIKE [ON PHONE]: What is it, Bert?

You wanted something.

I've got you something.

But you got to promise tobe nicer to me in future.

Bye.

Where are you off to?

A territorials thing.

I thought they gave you the flick.

They changed their mind.

[tires screeching]

[door opens]

[door closes]

Oh. Make yourself at home.

I was doing something for Evan.

Oh, aren't you a good boy?

I thought I was supposedto pick you up at 3:00.

Well, Veronica was beinga boring pain in the ass,

so I got a taxi.

Sorry to ruin your day plan.

- Not at all. - Then we're good.

You fancy a drink?

You could tell me your life story if you want.

Do you have a life story?

Yes.

I like the way you said that.

Sounds promising.

Come on.

I can't.

I have a thing to do.

For Evan.

Yes.

Don't we all? Right.

Piss off then.

Leave me here all alone.

Was that her in the taxi?

Yeah.

Very tasty.

WOLF: Just watch the house.

If she leaves, follow her.

Mm-hmm.

And what do I do when Iget to where she's going.

Watch her while she's there.

And then what?

Follow her back here.

It's like "The Professionals."

I'm Doyle, you're Bodie.

No, it's not.

Hey, Wolf?

What.

Look, just grab me one box.

Anything but kahawai.

Fucking terrible fish.

I fixed that drawer.

The one that was sticking.

RITA: Uh-huh.

Where's Wolf?

Is he not downstairs?

No.

Hm.

Maybe he's working late.

TED: What does Wolf do forthis Lace bloke anyway?

This and that, apparently.

I thought you set it up for him.

RITA: Oh, I got him the foot in the door,

but after that, it's all down to him.

So you haven't talked to him?

About what he's doing?

Not really.

You talk all the bloody time.

It's not my fault he's a mommy's boy.

[laughs]

He's learning about business.

And that can't be a bad thing.

TED: What about the other boys?

What about them?

Well, are they helpingWolf learn about business?

No, they're doingwhatever it is that they do.

I think it's just Wolf.

Sparky?

Sparky?

DARIJO: Wait!

I know this kid.

This is Ted fucking West's boy.

Did you know this, Ted?

Did you know these boys were doing such thing?

No.

No, I did not.

My uncle Rocky has allthese problems with vandals.

So we lie in wait.

And they arrive.

And he-- his bag full of things to burn

down my uncle's livelihood--

the business he built from nothing.

I have great respect for you, Ted.

And I like your wife.

But this is a crime against my family.

And for that, I could burythese boys anywhere in Auckland,

and they would never be found.

[whimpers]

TED: It doesn't have to come to that, Darijo.

Rocky Simonich has the best fish around.

He's a good bloke in my book.

So what have you lot got against him?

Nothing.

It's just business.

What business?

Evan fucking Lace business.

[snorts] [spits] Oh, I'm sorry, Rita!

I send cleaner tomorrow!

Did that smarmy littleprick put you up to this?

[phone ringing]

Answer me.

You, out, now.

And you, go to your room.

And will someone answer that fucking phone?

I'll get it.

TED: Well, that's it.

Hello?

Whatever you're doing forthis bloke, OK, it is done.

DARIJO: No, this is Darijo.TED: It is over.

Wolf's a bit busy right now.

Why?

Because I will not havemy son doing the dirty work

so some rich bastard can putdecent, honest people out

of their livelihood.

Are you having an attack of morality?

That's a laugh coming from you.

Wolf, knock it off.

What is that supposed to mean?

You're not Robin Hook, Dad, no matter

how much you try and pretend.

Excuse me.

There's an upset woman on phone for Wolf.

Too bad.

Tell her he's busy.

In my family, worst thingyou can do to upset woman

it tell her "too bad."

Then they get violent.

Oh, for God's sake.

Hello?

There's a fucking pervert here.

He's outside the house.

Don't move.

I'll be there as fast as I can.

Oh, no, no, no, no.

You're not going anywhere.

Yes, I am.

Don't walk away while I'm talking to you.

You take phone calls and walkout in the middle of the night

all the time. - That's different.

It's work. - Yeah, so is this.

Wolf.

Wolf!

[laughs] Bloody kids today, eh?

No bloody respect.

Fuck!

So I get out of theshower and I'm drying myself

and I hear this weird moaning sound.

And when I turn around, there'sthis guy looking in the window.

I'm pretty sure he was whackingoff by the look on his face.

I screamed.

He ran away.

I'll see if he's still around.

If you'd be so kind.

Hey!

Psst.

[imitates bird]

OK, in my defense, I wasworried that I'd nodded off

and maybe she'd slipped away.

So I-- I went in for a closer look.

Now was it worth it, Eric?

[LAUGHING] Oh, yes.

Well, until she started screaming.

Now it's a bit of a pickle, isn't it?

Well, compared to the rest of my night,

this is actually easy to solve.

- Is it? - Yeah.

What's going to happenis, I'm going to drag you

into the middle of the street. - Mm-hmm.

And I'm going to hit you very hard.

And then you're going to run away.

Aye, but why?

So that Joanne can see that the pervert's gone.

On that, do you really have to hit me?

No, but I want to.

[grunting]

Perv!

That was very manly.

Some weirdo.

I'm pretty sure he was harmless.

He's gone.

Yeah, but can you stay?

I'm sure he's gone.

Just in case he comes back.

You can sleep on the couch.

Sure.

I can do that for you.

No, he's not quitting.

I'm sorry?

Am I missing something here?

Just because you arehaving an attack of being Mr.

bloody Righteous doesn't mean that Wolf

should be out of a job.

Oh, so you're OK with our sonfire bombing innocent people?

Innocent.

Oh, Ted, spare me.

Those bloody Dallies are as bent as coat hangers,

and you know that.

Yeah, maybe.

But they're are kind of bent.

And Evan Lace is not.

Besides, didn't you burndown a post office once?

That's different.

It was an accident.

No.

You told me it was an anti-government protest.

No.

On the way in, Lefty chuckedhis fag into a rubbish bin.

The place was well alightby the time we realized.

I will sort Wolf out.

You'll just blow up athim and then he'll leave.

Well, maybe it's time he did.

No, no, no.

It's better that he's here.

Then we can keep an eye on him.

Well, you can keep an eye on him.

Exactly.

Was it the couch?

Is what the couch?

The reason you're not asleep.

No, I'm just not sleepy.

Me neither, obviously.

If you're worried aboutthat perv guy coming back,

I guarantee you he's gone.

No, I'm just not good at sleeping.

It's the one thing I'm terrible at.

The only thing?

So you're amazing at everything else?

True.

I am amazing at many things.

Just not sleeping.

What are you amazing at, Wolf?

Can I get back to you on that?

Right.

So being decisive clearlyisn't one of them.

Hell no.

Actually, when I go for something, I go all in.

Is that so?

Yeah, it is.

Well, I shall remember that, if the time

comes for decisions to be made.

You should.

Because you don't want to get inmy way when I go for something.

Got it.

Good.

But what if, for argument'ssake, I was the thing you

were going for?

What then?

Well, that's not likely, given you're

the boss's fiance and all.

I wasn't giving you the go-ahead,

just to be clear on that.

Got it.

Cards.

Sorry?

Another thing I'm an amazing at--

cards.

Strangely, I am also amazing at cards.

[music playing]

MAN: [SINGING] Sometimes, Ifeel thrown about on a bad train

or on a rolling boat.

Are you ready?

For what?

To accept your inevitable defeat.

Veronica didn't lookmuch like a Veronica to me.

Are you trying to distract me?

Maybe.

Veronica is also known as Ronnie.

He's an arts dealer I use to buyEvan all these beautiful things

that he craves.

He's also as camp as a rubbertent at a Boy Scout jamboree.

I wasn't going to tell him.

But what if I'm lying?

What if I'm having an affair?

Is that why I meant to keep an eye on you?

No.

It's just a job he gives to all the young bucks

whenever he goes away, justto remind them I'm his.

Well, what makes you his?

The rock on your finger?

Yeah, it kind of does.

Mind you, without an actual wedding date

to go with it, where's the line between fiance

and a mistress with a ring?

Why wouldn't he marry you?

Because Evan gets bored.

Because he likes collectingbeautiful things.

Because his desire tostay eternally young means

a have a "use by" date.

And I am telling you way too much.

You have far too much over me now.

So tell me your deepest, darkest secret.

Now.

I shot a man.

Bullshit.

Did he die?

No.

Did you go to prison?

No.

Why'd you shoot him?

I was protecting someone.

A woman?

I'm going to go to bed.

Thanks for the cards.

[moaning]

Now we've both got secrets.

[music playing]

Man.

After last night, when Iwas faced with certain death

at the hands of angry Dallies,I thought my life of crime

was over.

If you're so certain,how come you're here today?

Luckily, I was only a cog in someone else's wheel.

Yep.

That'll do the trick.

It was an honor to steal her for you--

the tow truck, I mean.

They cause so much hardship to my people.

So there's some poetic justice here.

Also, there was this.

BERT: Did you get the car?

Yep.

Did you park it where I asked?

Everything is as you requested.

You need to go.

He'll be back soon.

What about what happened last--

[shushes] Nothing happened last night.

Hey!

Where the fuck you been?

I wait for you all night!

You make me sleep in my fucking car!

Oh, for God's sake.

What now?

Don't you take the nameof our lord in vain with me.

Without me, you'd be in jail right now, Mr. Arsonist.

I'm sure you and my father have worked out

some sort of punishment for me.

Hey, your father is a good man.

What do you want?

A business proposition.

I'd ask where you've been all night,

but I'm pretty sure you won't tell me the truth.

Evan's house.

So you're still working for him then?

Far as I know.

Found that safe yet?

Pretty sure it doesn't exist.

It'll be there.

Why?

Because your friend who's neverbeen in the place says so.

She knows her man, all right?

It'll be there somewhere.

Well, I can't fucking find it, can I?

Don't you speak to your mother like that.

[sighs]

Is Dad here?

He's at Lefty's, lucky for you.

And for Christ's sake, stop winding him up.

Every time you wind him up,I have to calm him back down.

And I don't need the bloody aggravation.

And stay away from the Dalliestoo, if you can help it.

Yeah, that's going tobe easier said than done.

[doorbell rings]

I thought you had a key.

I thought it might be safer if I knocked.

Nothing happened.

Be cool.

He's in the office.

I didn't read anything in the paper

today about a fire anywhere.

There was a complication.

I don't care about complications.

I just wanted the job done.

It'll cost you 20 thou.

Are you blackmailing me?

Not me.

And they don't see it as blackmail.

A business proposition.

For me?

I know who you work for.

And we know what Mr. Lace wants.

And he can have it.

He can have building.

Great.You-- you should tell him that!

No!

I tell you!

And you tell him.

There must be reparations.

So they want $20,000 in reparations.

The thing is, they want itin cash and they want it today.

Otherwise, it goes up to 30 thou.

Those fucking Dally gangster pricks.

Fine.

If that's what they want.

Saves us burning down this place.

Uh, no.

They want that too.

[imitates flames] Lucky my Uncle

Rocky has very good insurance.

It will look like electrical fault, yes?

Sure.

Makes good business sense, I suppose.

Mate.

Hey.

Go.

Make it so.

Consider it done.

Hey, good work with Joanne, by the way.

She told me you battered someperv in the bushes outside.

Yeah.

Yeah, it was nothing. Really.

Appreciate it.

Thanks.

Do you want my suggestion?

Kick him out.

Oddly tame at his age, solet the little prick learn

about life the hard way, without Mommy and Daddy

to pick up the pieces.

Oh, it's not going to happen.

Rita's got too much of a soft spot for the boy.

LEFTY: Are you off, love?

Uh, Jazzercise.

The girls are at my sister's.

You'll have some peace and quiet.

We're off to the pub to wash the test.

Well, I won't be watching the test.

Right.

Well, you have fun, eh?

You too.

I'll try.

That's where you went wrong, mate.

House full of girls.

Sure, it's loud sometimes,but you always bloody

know where you are with them.

Hey, Riana.

Hey, honey.

Come with me.

Now?

Yeah.

Where?

You'll see.

In this?

Yes, in this.

Why?

Man, you ask a lot of questions.

Well-- [laughs] --what about the march?

Do you want to walkaround chanting some more,

or are you game enough to liveoutside the law for a bit?

He's going to kill us.

He's not going to kill us.

He's got the cold, dead eyes of a killer.

Shut up, Sparky.

You got the reparations?

What's this for?

For you.

You are going to burn place down, yes?

Is job.

You get paid for job.

What are you, fucking weirdos who

do this sort of shit for fun?- No.

No.

Exactly.

Is business.

Now I ring your boss,take me out for long lunch

to sign contract.

Fortunately, miles away ata time of unfortunate fire.

I think that's your cue.

Where are we?

Up in the Waitakeres.

Yeah, I know that.

What are we doing here?

Waiting.

For what?

Kickoff time in Christchurch.

You got a watch?

Yeah.

OK.

You're in charge.

Of what?

You'll see.

Have you tried sittingWolf down, talking to him?

Well, it's just a suggestion.

No.

No, that's always been Rita's territory.

Probably best you leave it to her then.

Maybe so, Phineas.

Maybe so.

COMMENTATOR [ON TV]: Welcome toLancaster Park in Christchurch

for this first test betweenNew Zealand and South Africa.

It's almost kickoff time.

Cool.

Better get busy then.

You know what's up the hill there?

No.

The Waiatarua transmissionmast, the one beaming the test

to all the homes around Auckland.

The cops have it guarded real well.

I know this because Ichecked it out yesterday.

Do you know my Uncle Tama?

No, I don't know your Uncle Tama.

He used to work for the powercompany until he got laid off,

after an incident involvinga little copper wire.

But before then, he used tolet me drive around with him

in his truck sometimes, which is how

I know that all the power that goes to there

comes through here.

And no power means nogame for the rugby heads.

BERT: Well, they've probablygot backup generators and stuff.

But yeah, for a while, a lotof pissed off rugby heads.

Are you game?

Hell yeah!

This is mindless vandalism, eh?

But for a good cause.

You think the game's started?

Yep.

Do it.

Yeah!

Woo!

Take that, you rugby heads!

Woo!

[laughs]

[angry chatter]

Is there something wrong with the set?

Could be.

Or--

No.

No, that is a bridge too far.

What?

If it's those fucking protesters,

they have gone too far this time!

You do not mess with a man'sright to watch rugby on TV!

Fuck!

The dashboard too, just in case.

How did you get to be so good at this?

I work in a garage.

Uh-huh.

I picked it up watching TV.

Uh-huh.

Is this our getaway car?

Uh, yes.

I don't think I've ever metanyone quite like you, honey.

Probably not.

Do we have to get away right now?

Probably not.

Good.

Isn't there, um, someprotest march we should be on?

We've done enough protesting for one day.

What if Dave and his crew need a hand?

[laughs] I'm sure Dave can look after himself.

Hey!

Stop!

I-- I said stop!

Oy!

Hey!

[grunts] [grunts]

You know, I'll be happywhen this bloody tour is over.

Except if our Japie friends leave without us having

relieved them of their money.

Don't gotta remind me.

Fucking Des.

[sirens]

Oh, well.

At least there's alwayssomeone worse off than we are.

Where is Rocky's fish place from here?

Hey.

Hello.

I found the safe.

I told you it was there.

It's not as if we'reknow how to open it though.

Don't you worry about that?

Are we going to have to bring Dad in?

No need.

Forget about the safe for a while.

What you need to worry aboutis, when the job goes down,

it has to be crystal clearto Lace that you had nothing

to do with it.

Well, he's going tosuspect me, whatever we do.

Probably.

But there are others muchcloser to home than you

that he's going to suspect first.

How?

That's my problem, not yours.

You've done your job, Wolf.

And you've done it so well.

Really proud of you, you know?

You little pisspot.

You did it, didn't you?

Burned down that factory?

Yeah, so?

Did what happened last night not sink

into your thick fucking skull?

Yeah, but I don'tthink it sunk into yours.

Wolf, don't be a smart ass.

It was a job.

Which you were told not to do!

For your Dally mates!

[MUSIC - TH' DUDES, "THAT LOOK IN YOUR EYES"]

They wanted the place torched!

Because it's just business, Dad!

That's how things fucking work these days!

Everybody's up everyone else,and at the end of the day,

I get paid.

What, you want a cut, old man?

Here. - [laughs]

You're a bit skint at the moment, aren't you?

Huh?

You insolent little prick.

There are no honorable thieves anymore!

Your world is gone!

Everybody's fair game!

We all take whatever we can get!

Hail the new fucking world order!

Look, love, he's learn--

Don't!

OK?

Don't you try and defend him.

He can keep his fucking money.

Oh, so we've gone back tousing the key now, have we?

Is Evan here?

No, he's at Antoine's getting pissed

with some insane Croatian--some dealer or another.

Good.

Don't tell me it didn't happenwhen we both know that it did.

TH' DUDES: [SINGING] Ooh.

That look in your eyes, like someone I know.

That look in your eyes.

Ooh, look, look, baby.

That look in your eyes, like someone I know.

That look in your eyes.

Ooh, look, look, baby.

That look in your eyes, that look in your eyes,

that look in your eyes.

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