Original subtitles

He's shooting blanks.

CAROL: I just need to collecta sample without him knowing,

and then take that to be tested.

PHINEAS: We should do a quick cash job.

TED WEST: No. We wait.

[gunshot]

Fuck!

MAN 1: We have the suspect in custody.

WOLF WEST: So we find whereeverything is and we steal it.

WENDY: There are cars.

They work differently, via safe.

Evan has a pile of these bearerbonds with many suitcases

of actual money.

WOLF WEST: Pinning it on the girlfriend--

I'm not sure it's the way to go.

RITA WEST: You are not letting your dick

get in the way of a job. - Jesus Christ, mom!

RITA WEST: Listen to me. It is her or you.

WOLF WEST: I'm going up north for a bit.

You need to be somewhere else.

Like where?

Nowhere near this place.

[squeaking]

Carol was telling me that in America, you

can hire classic cars--

Thunderbirds and Mustangs.

Oh yeah?

You and me driving up the California coast

to San Francisco.

Let's not get ahead of ourself, eh?

It's all clockwork from here on in, depending

on the dodgy guy we hadto get in to do the safe.

Yeah.

Just out of interest, how were you planning

on doing the safe without me?

Would have got it openeventually, by hitting it,

mainly.

TED WEST: Yeah, I'm sure you would have.

Sea shoal.

Once more for luck.

[kissing sounds]

When you've got that safe open,

you can do me anywhere you like.

Then I choose you naked in my lap

as we drive across the desertto Vegas in a soft top Cadillac.

Well, I'm fucking game if you are.

Soldier guys?

Yep.

And needs the game to thenext something that you ask?

You got everything you need?

Thunderbirds, I got, like I said last night.

You know, you can get speciallittle grapefruit knives,

right?

ERIC: My grandma's got onethat's got a big blade.

Is that so?

Maybe we'll worry about grapefruit knives

after the job.

That's a good idea.

TED WEST: Oy.

[inaudible] Not even a good luck?

Mom says she doesn't believe in good luck.

Only good planning.

Well, that's not the point.

It's just bloody good manners.

Fine.

Good luck.

Thank you.

Good luck to you, too.

WOLF WEST: Yeah, because I really need it.

[music playing]

[SINGING] Oh yes they are.

All right, yeah.

All right.

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

[SINGING] Watch your back.Watch your back.

When you're walking down the alley, yes.

Watch your back.

Watch your back.

When you're out on the street and there's

a danger on the street these days.

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

When everybody's going crazy,everybody's going crazy.

Everybody's going crazy.

RITA WEST: Do I get three guesses why you're

behaving like a prize pillock?

Is it because I brought dad in on the job?

I don't give a shit about that.

Is it because you don't get to be part of today?

I am part of today.

I'm the guy who set all this up.

RITA WEST: Exactly, Which?

Is why you have to be faraway when it all happens.

Evan's still going to suspect me.

RITA WEST: Yeah, but hewon't be able to prove it.

The rest is you being able to look him in the eye

and deny everything.

Can you do that, Wolf? - Yeah, sure.

RITA WEST: Because I don't want to have

to go to my third guess,which is that you've gone soft

on this job, whether that's because you

like being mates with him orshe is leading you by your dick.

Nobody's leading anybody anywhere.

RITA WEST: They're maggots, Wolf.

They deserve what's coming andthey don't deserve your pity.

You remember that.

Yeah, well not that itmatters, because it has nothing

to do with me anymore, does it?

[motorcycle running]

He OK with everything?

Yep.

He'll be fine.

He's our boy.

He knows which side's which.

Hello.

Hello.

You playing tennis?

As chance would have it, yes, I am.

Ladies mid-week tournament.

Good luck with that.

I am a very good tennis player,

so I don't see me losing in the early rounds.

But if you do, we shouldmake a day of it, you know?

Yeah.

I'm getting the idea.

EVAN LACE: Ah.

Here he is.

Check out Evonne Goolagong here.

Thanks.

When she wears this outfit, I can't help it,

but I think of that poster.

You know the tennis girl withthe dress and she's looking

at her dress so you can see--

Yeah, I know the one you're talking about.

Did I teach you nothing about art?

But a classic's a classic, right?

So you see that van parked in the driveway?

Yeah.

Keys are in the ignition.

We're staying at the Ponam.

You know where that is?

South Africans-- they love the shore.

I have no idea why.

So drive up north.

They know where they're goingand what they need to do.

There's a score within theboat, so getting them there

and back-- that's your job.

No problems.

EVAN LACE: Well, off you go, my son.

What?

Thanks for everything.

Well, you're welcome.

Hey, do the skirt thing.

Ah.

LEFTY MUNROE: This is usually how it goes?

BILKEY: Sh.

You're here as muscle.

Nice.

These are our drivers.

These are your drivers, yes.

Sebussi, Alpati, Josefa,Amoussa, Levy, Sione, Samsoni.

RITA WEST: Are they actuallyold enough to drive these cars?

They all have good age, Mrs. Rita.

All of them are my cousins,so you can trust them.

Blood in, blood out.

Excellent drivers, and also very good

singers at church, which is why they were

choir practice all day today.

What about this one?

Is he even tall enough tosee over the steering wheel?

He can see enough.

That's Sione.

He's our finest, best driver, I swear.

He used to drive a taxi in Savai'i.

Also, we need him to bring the van back.

[groans]

Please, Mrs. Rita.

I would trust my cousins with my life.

You are in safe hands.

The legend of Mrs. Rita has spread far and wide,

and we will be proud to beof most excellent service.

We will treat this job with humility and honor.

RITA WEST: Just don't screw up.

We won't screw up.

They're good to go.

Have you got the number? I've got the number.

We'll be waiting.

It all starts with you, Falani.

It all starts with Samoa.

[cheering]

[car running]

Well, you run a colorful crew.

I'll give you that.

I'm not thrilled that you'rehere because I don't know you.

Like I'm going to trust those grunts.

But if Bilkey vouches for you, then OK.

Bit like an episode of "Mission:

Impossible," isn't it?

She warms up once you get to know her.

[knocking]

I know I shouldn't have, but I did.

Oh, it's you.

Where's Rita? - She's not here.

CAROL: Well, where is she?I need to talk to her.

I have to tell her something.

Oh, she's at the Galleria.

Work.

Oh, I'll go down there.

No, what I mean to say isshe's away on Galleria business

down south.

Uncontactable.

[crying]

Is there something I can help with?

Fructose and semen.

Liquefaction of the ejaculate.

I'm sorry, love.

This medical stuff's all Greek to me.

What's wrong with you? - It's not me.

It's Phineas.

He can't make babies.

His balls are infertile.

Oh.

Maybe you should be talkingto Phineas about this.

He doesn't know.

TED WEST: Know what?

That he's taken the test.

How can he not know?

They had to test his stuff, didn't they?

I milked him.

I'm sorry?

He was drunk, passed out,and I milked him like a cow

for his stuff.

I think we both need a cup of tea.

So we all wait here.

RITA WEST: Rod, I just explainedwhat we're going to do.

What if I came with you?

- Why? - To help.

To get in there before the others, you mean.

Oh, it could save time.

Rod, you wait here.

That is the plan.

Sparky, everything good with you?

Yep.

Good.

Nervous, but in a good way.

Excited.

Bits of me are tingling.

Good to know.

Eric, time to light up! ERIC: OK, boys.

You heard the lady.

Time to get this show on the road.

[truck running]

This is Wolf's map of the evil Spiller farm.

It tells us-- it's not to scale.

I think-- it's not to anything, really.

Wolf is a bit shit whenit comes to drawing maps.

So where do they keep the car keys?

WOLF WEST: In Spiller's office in a box.

What sort of box.

Biscuit tin.

FALANI: This is our destination.

So move out, my team.

And remember, our silence is our kung fu,

and our kung fu is very strong.

Also, if you mess this up, Mrs.Rita will give you a hiding

of 1,000 [inaudible] coats.

Advance.

Team, a hand for your leader.

We should go out tonight.

Yeah.

Melba?

So you can do coke with the models again?

That was one time.

Two times. Yes, OK.

Sorry, I forgot.

We'll see.

I might be too tired after kicking

ass on the tennis court.

Yeah, but that's why God gave us coke.

We'll see.

WENDY: And if you can give the gold digging

bitch a slap while you'reat it, that would be good.

RITA WEST: But if I have to prioritize--

the money or the slap?

The money, definitely.

But the slap if you can manage.

ERIC: What if he doesn't leave?

He will.

Go on.

Right you are.

What are you doing, Eric?

Blending in with the surroundings.

I'm a jogger.

If you say so.

You can't ever really be awoman until you've had a child.

I've watched Rita andNgaire and all my friends.

I've seen them buyingbooties and nursing bras,

and here I am on thesideline, watching and never

getting a chance to get called up, all the time

thinking it's me.

Thinking there's something wrong with me.

[knocking]

Ngaire, great to see you.

Rita here?

I was just down at theGalleria, and it's all shut up.

I'm supposed to be working today.

No, she's off up north.

You said she'd gone down south.

Well, whit, Carol. I don't know.

How often do I listen to what Rita says?

My God, Carol.

Are you all right?

No, I'm not.

That bastard didn't takeanother swing at you, did he?

No, he would never.

Not anymore.

But it's worse than that.

He can't give me babies.

NGAIRE MUNROE: Oh, the result's come back?

CAROL: Yes.

He's infertile.

NGAIRE MUNROE: Oh, you poor thing.

CAROL: All those sperms, andnone of them can swim properly.

TED WEST: Right, I'll leave you ladies to it.

Does he know?

He still doesn't even know he's been tested.

Well then, there's nothing for it.

You have to tell him he's firing blanks.

Uh, no.

No, no, no, no.

That's a very, very bad idea.

NGAIRE MUNROE: So it's all rightfor him to go around thinking

it's Carol's fault?

TED WEST: No offense, but he is not

going to take this news well.

Trust me.

I'm speaking from experience.

I'm not shooting blanks!

All I asked was if you've been tested.

[yelling]

You might have a point there.

Maybe we need a plan B.

Ted, be a doll and put the kettle on.

[sighing]

Nah, it's out of order.

It was all right half an hour ago.

Well, it's not now.

It's spelled wrong.

Is it?

Well it doesn't bloodychange the fact that it's

not working now, does it?

And if you have any spelling problems,

take them up with the post office, not me.

I won't take them up with you.

Well, it sounded to me like you were.

I was just saying.

Out of order.

Got it?

The toys are in there.

That is where the demon, Spiller, looks alone

with the price that we seek.

Sebussi, you come with me.

[snoring]

Oh shit.

[snoring]

What sort of biscuits?

I don't know.

One of those Griffin oneswith all the different sorts.

Good to know.

[groan]

Let the frigate birds fly.

But don't let them forgetto take me with them.

[keys jingling]

[cars running]

Remember, none of this will work unless you

get Spiller to sound the alarm.

[knocking]

Seriously, Falani.

If Spiller doesn't get on thephone to Evan, none of this

will work.

[groan]

What the fuck?

Hey!

Come back, you brown bastards!

[groaning]

Why are you still here?

I need to use the phone.

It's out of order.

Why are you still here?

[phone ringing]

Talk to me.

The toys are out of the box.

Roger that, kung fu master.

It's a miracle.

Praise be.

SPARKY: Ignitable liquidsmake excellent accelerants

because they have a high vaporpressure, low flash-point,

and a relatively widerange between their upper

and lower explosive limits.

Well, this makes ignitableliquids very easy to ignite.

And when mixed with the proper air/fuel ratio,

you'll find that that is exactly what happens.

OK.

What are you doing out of your truck?

Go away.

RITA WEST: Are you OK?

ERIC: I really can't see this jogging

thing catching on at all.

Eric, did he call?

Yep, Falani called.

Cars are on the road.

What if he doesn't take the bait?

He will.

WENDY: If he hears anything hashappened to his beloved cars,

I swear he will need tosee it with his own eyes.

And he'll be out of there fasterthan that space shuttle thing.

ERIC: I mean, I love my car, but if some bastard were

to nick it, I wouldn't driveway the fuck out into the middle

of nowhere just to see.

EVAN LACE: Fuck!

Eric.

What?

RITA WEST: Shut up and get ready.

[car running]

ERIC: And they're good to go.

Yeah.

RITA WEST: Eric, what are you wearing?

ERIC: That's my disguise.

When someone is wearing a hat, witnesses

will always remember the hat,not the person wearing it.

[throat clearing]

You'll see.

Mrs. West, I can't disable the alarm.

Why not?

MAN 2: Because it's not turned on.

Also, the door was unlocked.

Wow, it really wasn't hairy.

It's business time, boys.

You know what you'rehere to do, so get to it.

WENDY: Do you know what I regret the most?

That he didn't die when you stabbed him?

WENDY: No, actually, now I'm glad he didn't die,

because of this.

OK.

Get it out of there.

My regret is that I won'tbe there to see his face

when he walks in to find that everything is gone.

Have you read "The Female Eunuch," by Germaine Greer?

I like romance novels.

Is it a romance?

No, it's about empowering women.

About how men keep women down--

how they control us because of our genitals.

Oh, gosh.

Which is exactly what Phineas is doing to you.

Is he?

He's making hisinfertility your infertility.

Oh, right, because it'shis balls that don't work,

not mine, so to speak.

NGAIRE MUNROE: Exactly.

Does he really need to know that?

Damned right, he does.

TED WEST: Well, can it not be anytime soon?

Where are you off to?

Just got an errand to run for Rita.

Oh, nice to see there'sat least one man around here

who supports his wife.

Something like that.

I'll leave you ladies to it.

Tell me more about "The Female Tunic?"

Eunuch. ERIC: Sorry, love.

Didn't even tell us the whys-- just the wheres.

All this is off to a placeon Parrot Side Drive.

Maybe he's after a bit of classy neighbor.

I don't know.

You reckon these are them?

I do, love.

I love the boat.

It's the first thing webought after we got rich.

We went sailing most weekendsjust to get away from it.

We can steal it.

Pack it somewhere 'til you get out.

And there was the weekendhe and a couple business mates

went on a fishing trip to the Hen and Chickens.

Me and the other wivesdecided to go up to North Inn

and watch them sail out.

What we saw was them pulling into Davenport

to pick up their girlfriends.

That was the first timeI clapped eyes on Joanne.

SPARKY: I wonder if there'll be steam

when the fire meets the water.

RITA WEST: Yeah, just don't, youknow, hang around celebrating

the way that you do.

OK.

I'll try.

Burn it to the fucking water line.

I've got just the man for the job.

It's the simple pleasures, eh, buddy?

[motorcycle running]

BILKEY: I'll be honest with you, sweetheart.

This stuff really isn't you.

RITA WEST: Oh, it's not for me.

Dump it when we're out of here.

BILKEY: You want him to thinkshe's packed up and left.

Just to keep him on the back foot for a bit.

And what are you going to do with his stuff?

Burn it.

WENDY: You don't have to do this for me.

Who says I am?

Selling his stuff-- that's all mine, right?

Yeah.

And half the money from his rainy day fund.

But I keep the jewelry.

As we agreed.

WENDY: But deep down, you're doing it for me.

RITA WEST: Well, if believingthat keeps you happy--

It does.

ERIC: Thanks, guys.

Once we get that on board,the truck will be full.

There's no room for this.

Let him keep it.

Well, then it's time for usto blow this Popsicle stand,

I reckon. - Yep.

I think it is.

[truck running]

Huge bloody coconuts.

Big ass bastards.

I was bloody overpowered.

Coconuts?

You know, jigaboos.

One of them punched me on the cock.

On your cock?

Yeah, right on the cockas I was going after him.

So what you're telling me is that a bunch

of islanders pausing onlyto punch you on the cock

stole all my cars.

Yeah.

They really had it in for you, mate.

ROD: Yeah, knock 20 off and we've got a deal.

No, we haven't.

The price is the price.

[inaudible]

Thanks, let's.

ERIC: It's a bloody steal as it is.

ROD: Yeah, because you bloody stole it.

ERIC: Yeah, and you'retrying to steal it off of me.

Pay up, Rod.

Just about good to go.

Reassure me none of this canbe traced back to us, right?

Oh, give me some credit.

This is all going offshore into the hands

of the very private collectors.

It will be years before anythingemerges into the public eye

again, and by then, we'llall be distant memories.

Speak for yourself.

Thanks, Bilkey.

I think my 25% will be thanks enough.

20%.

BILKEY: That's right.

Silly me.

Really nice work, by the way.

Thank you.

Remind me never to get in your bad books.

All under control here?

Apart from Rod being a dick,this stuff is selling itself.

Anything the slut don't want--

get rid of it where no one will find it.

I don't want anything toend up at the Galleria, OK.

Gotcha.

RITA WEST: I'm serious, Eric.

I don't want any of this stuff to turn up

at a garage sale at your place.

- Yeah, I saw that, Rod. - What?

Whatever it was youjust put down your pants.

Put it back.

A bit quiet, isn't it?

Yep.

I wonder where Ted is.

And Bert.

Yeah, I think they'releaving us out of something.

Like maybe we're still in thedog box for doing the RSA job.

Sh.

That's gone-- done and dusted.Everything's forgiven.

Yeah, we clinked bottles on it.

That's right.

Ted forgave you.

And you, too.

You know, sometimes I wonder--

we're meant to be more than just a gang, right?

We're mates, aren't we?

I guess.

So why is it too quiet?

You think maybe cause we'vedone a job without them,

they're doing a job without us?

Maybe we should go and check in on Ted,

just to make sure he's OK.

RITA WEST: Can you crack it?

Sorry.

I have a new respect for you, you know.

A simple plan and we stuck to it.

Not the job.

Your friends.

Carol turns up all waterworksand flapping hands,

waving around some letter abouthow Phineas is firing blanks.

Next, Ngaire's there too,pouring gins and talking up

some book about Munich.

Welcome to my world.

TED WEST: Yeah, you'regood with them and our boy.

Don't worry about Wolf.

He's just going through a phase where he

needs to push people's buttons.

TED WEST: He's doing a bloody good job on me.

RITA WEST: Because you let him, Ted.

There was a time he looked up to me.

He still does.

But no, that's bullshit.

Not my boy anymore.

Someone else.

Well, that's what happens, isn't it?

With fathers and sons.

TED WEST: Just never thought I'd end

up having a son who hates me.

Shouldn't you be concentratingon the safe right about now.

What was that thing that wewere going to do in the States?

And the Cadillac?

You mean as we'redriving across the desert?

RITA WEST: And one of us is naked.

Only one of us?

RITA WEST: Well, I'm driving.

I can't be naked.

But it's OK to have anaked woman across your lap?

It is if it's you.

What the fuck?

CAROL: It's not all bad being barren.

I've got a great job, I get to travel the world,

and my workmates-- they're just fabulous.

Ricardo-- he's the head steward on my shift.

He's hilarious.

NGAIRE MUNROE: Oh yeah?

CAROL: He's got such a great body.

Goes to the gym all the timeand he's got that olive skin.

NGAIRE MUNROE: Sounds likeyou've got a bit of a crush.

Stop it.

He's too cosmopolitan for me.

He had frosted hair before anybody else.

He sings like an angel.

He and I do musical numbersat takeoff and landing.

It really relaxes the passengers.

NGAIRE MUNROE: Well, that aside,I've got one word for you.

Sperm donor.

That's two words.

NGAIRE MUNROE: No, Carol, what I'm saying

is that you should get Ricardo to donate

his sperm to your womb.

Are you saying I should milk Ricardo?

No, I'm saying you shouldexplain to him your problem,

and then get him to rootyou 'til you're pregnant.

Ngaire, you're dreadful.

It's not a bad idea, right?

LEFTY MUNROE: Oh, my wife.

The tree that the love of my life hangs upon.

PHINEAS: Hey, sweetie.

LEFTY MUNROE: We just thought we'd check

in on our illustrious leader.

He around?

No.

Rita?

Mm-mm.

Interesting.

CAROL: We have the place to ourselves.

Really?

PHINEAS: Is there anythingelse to drink, besides gin?

Ask and the west will provide.

Joanne?

Joanne?

Fuck!

Oh, for fuck's sake.

What are they doing here?

Rita, stuff like this happens.

Drunk people turning up at my house.

Tell me about it. - No.

Hey, hey, hey.

The job.

Sometimes, the take isn't what you'd expect.

Been loads of times that me and the boys

have walked away with less.

It was supposed to be there, Ted.

It's still a great haul.

The cars, the stuff, the artwork.

It's not what I went after.

It's OK.

You did great is all I'm saying.

Plus we got another big haul coming, right?

The South African job.

Come on.

PHINEAS: Ah, here they are.

We just dropped in to say hello, mate,

and well, people keep showing up.

Sorry.

That's not a problem Lefty.

Good to see people enjoying themselves.

It is, isn't it.

What a nice surprise.

Thanks, Ngaire.

You're welcome, Rita.

Phineas doesn't know nothing.

I've told him nothing, so say nothing.

That's what I said in the first place.

RITA WEST: Got a light?

- Always. - Is it done?

Oh, it was magical.

The flame took the boat andthe mooring rope burnt through,

so it sailed away intoanother boat and another boat

and another boat.

It was like a symphony of fire all burning

like a Viking funeral.

Good job, I think.

NGAIRE MUNROE: No, no, no.

Well, I mean, it goes into that, too.

But it's sort of about--

Good evening, boys.

Is it?

We arrive for the debriefand this is going on.

Yeah, well, keep the debrief quick and quiet.

It's all good.

FALANI: The cars have gone places far away

and my cousins say that you are a great woman.

And they were honored to be--

I said quick, Falani.

My apologies.

I'm still giddy with excitement.

I wish I could say the same.

[sighing]

They missed this.

They took everything.

Left the bottle of 12-year-old scotch.

I think they're taunting me.

What the fuck happened?

I'm not entirely sure.

You know?

Me?

How would I know?

All this.

All my cars-- gone.

You've seen my cars, right?

You remember them?

Yeah, I've seen them.

I didn't take them or any of this.

I've been up north all day, remember?

Oh yeah.

How are our South African friends?

They're fucking pigs, to be honest.

They went out to a boat.

When they came back, they were carrying two

bags they didn't have before.

Hell boy.

[non-english speech]

Not that that matters anymore.

Oh, it matters a lot morethan it did this morning.

Have you called the cops?

[laughter]

You just got bent over, big time.

And tell them what?

That a bunch of stolen cars got stolen again?

They were stolen?

Well, I presume so.

I'd tell Spiller what I wanted.

He'd go and get them for me,and I would never ask how.

Why the fuck do you think I kept them

locked in a garage in themiddle of fucking nowhere, Wolf?

You know, this might come as alittle bit of a shock to you,

but a lot of my life isn't real.

You know half the bloody paintings

that they took are fake. That's how I met Joanne.

Her and her bloody gay mate, Veronica,

trying to sell me a bogus Gordon Wallis.

[laughter]

I fell in love with Joannewhen I confronted her about it,

and she looked me in the eyes and she asked me,

what was I going to do about?

Mind you, she was naked at the time,

and right until before that moment,

my cock had been inside her, so--

so what should I tell the police, Wolf?

That my con artist girlfriendreverted to types and a bunch

of cock punchingislander's and Daniel Boone

with a clipboard to clear me out?

Did she have to burn my fucking clothes?

This is cruel.

Tell me you and her weren'tin on this together.

We weren't in on it together.

EVAN LACE: One mad bitchtries to stab me to death.

The other one takes me for everything I've got.

Fuck.

I need to get better taste in women.

RITA WEST: Everything sorted?

If Falani has an after match,I'd have sorted it ages ago.

Not an after match.

Not a word to anyone who wasn't there.

Discretion is my middle name, Rita.

And yep, everything is sorted.

Apart from Rod bloodymoaning about everything.

I got you a present.

It's a grapefruit knife for your grapefruit.

- Is this from his place?- Of course it is.

It's just one little knife.

Eric, I told younothing was to stay here.

No, all the othercutlery went to [inaudible]

You could say you bought it here, if anyone asks.

All right. Thank you, Eric.

You.

Come with me.

Yeah.

I mean, everything you saidabout the tour was so right.

TED WEST: Yeah.

Thanks for that, Burt.

RITA WEST: Have you talked to him yet?

Yeah.

And yeah, your precious cargo is here.

And yeah, he totally thinksJoanne did it, so it worked.

Well done.

Wolf, can you think of any reason

why when we opened the safe, it was empty?

There was stuff in there when I saw it.

You say he blames Joanne.

Is she there?

Is she back at the house?

Well, she was off playing tennis, was it?

Did she ever come back?

No.

Wolf, did she know that we were coming today.

No, not exactly.

Would you still be with him if he had nothing?

No one ever knows what's coming tomorrow.

Are you OK?

You're right.

You never know when shitmight be about to hit the fan.

RITA WEST: What does not exactly mean?

Well, I didn't want you hurting her,

so I told her to stay away from the place.

That's all.

Well, unless Lace has thestuff, she saw her opportunity

and she took it.

He hasn't got it.

He's a total mess.

Boo fucking hoo.

Fuck.

Fuck.

She had it in her fucking bagand she drove right past us.

Oh, she bloody played you, mate.

No, she didn't.

Were you sleeping with her, Wolf?

Were you fucking her?

TED WEST: Yeah, she was playing you.

WOLF WEST: If she were theretoday when you went in,

what would you have done to her?

I would have tied her up, kept her quiet,

left her for him to find.I'm not a bloody murderer.

But she wasn't there and neither was the money,

and we have you to thank for that.

You betrayed this family.

Don't start with that!

TED WEST: Why not?

You did and you cost us a bloody [inaudible]

[knocking] - Not now.

CAROL: Is Wolf in there? - I said not now, Carol.

There's someone here for Wolf--

a woman.

You never said Wolf had a girlfriend.

Everybody needs to leave.

Go on.

None of you were bloodyinvited here, so bugger off.

TED WEST: We just need a bit of family time, eh.

Just a bit of space.

Nothing to worry about.

Burt, Phin, Lefty--

I'll show it to you tomorrow.

We met once at a party.

We did.

And then you used my son.

JOANNE: I never used Wolfe.

Didn't you?

I just couldn't tell himhe'd given me the opportunity

I'd been waiting for.

Thank you for that.

RITA WEST: Right.

That would be the opportunityto rip off your fiance.

Isn't that exactly whatyou were using your son for?

Where you in one of the trucks?

They weren't exactly subtle.

Did the business.

Oh, I know.

OK, are we good to go here?

JOANNE: I came back and I watched for a while.

You must have done prettywell out of that haul.

Not as well as expected.

JOANNE: I can't help you there.

So you didn't take the bonds.

Yeah, I took them, but they'rehalfway to America by now.

Do you know anything about art?

I mean, it's OK if you don't, because it

really is true that art isin the eye of the beholder.

The artwork is going toa secure storage facility

somewhere in the States.

I'm not going to tell you where, and it

can only be claimed by me.

So those bonds, or my future,as I like to think of them,

are well and truly gone,as far as you're concerned.

What about the jewelry?

What jewelry?

RITA WEST: In the safe.

JOANNE: There was no jewelry in the safe.

Yes, there was.

Oh, you mean Evan's watchesand cuff links and so forth.

I'd hardly call them jewelry.

Also, I sold them to pay for plane tickets.

I mean Belinda's jewelry.

Oh my God.

Did mad Belinda put you up to all this?

She chucked every trinket Evanever bought her off the yacht

in the middle of some argument.

There is no jewelry.

Why have you come here?

To see Wolf, of course.

To see if he would like tocome with me on an adventure.

Like I said, there's a planeticket if you have a passport.

Do you have a passport?

TED WEST: No.

You're not taking my son.

JOANNE: I think that's verymuch up to Wolf, don't you?

- Hey, hey hey. - Mom, leave it!

Rita, come on.

An adventure sounds good.

Oh, it will be.

'til the day you get boredof me, and then you'll leave.

He loves you.

He really does.

That was his problem.

Yeah, well I'm not going to make it mine.

JOANNE: Pity.

You were fun.

Thank you, Wolf.

I did it for me, not you.

Hey.

It's OK.

It's OK.

We did good.

Today's a good day, yeah?

[music playing]

[SINGING] God how I wish it were so.

Go home.

Here comes the candle to light you to bed.

Here comes the chopper to chop off your head.

Don't let me down, kid.

Don't let me down.

Stop crying now.

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