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- Who could it be at this time of night?

- Hello.

Hello?

Missed em'.

From B8 to C6.

- Yeah, alright, shut up.

B4, B5.

From B5 to C4.

Pawn takes bishop.

- Do you think I could buy this?

- Yeah.

Sorry to disturb you.

- That's alright, how much is it?

- $20.

Jeez, it's a ripoff.

- Yeah, I know.

But, I'm saving for Space Invaders.

- You winning?

- No.

Machine's got me by the balls.

- Must be painful for you. - It's murder.

This is the ABC, it's 5 o'clock.

- So. - Bye.

- See ya.

The body of the woman

found floating in Sydney Harbour three days ago,

has been identified as that of Lisa Blaine, 30 from Potts Point.

Police forensic experts say

the body had been in the water for about a week.

There are no suspicious circumstances.

A Pentagon spokesman has refused...

- Hey, Robby, do you want a kid?

- No thanks, fellas. Not today.

- See you later, bye.

- See you, then.

The report claimed that over 200 men, women,

and children were killed when army units descended on...

- In the blessing of God Almighty.

Father, Son, and Holy Spirit, be with you.

Amen. - Amen.

- You're a friend of Lisa's?

- No, not really.

I hardly knew her.

But, I wanted to come today.

- How did you know her?

- We've all been down at the docks for the last few weeks

at a demonstration.

- Anti-uranium? - Yes.

She used to come down and just sit with us.

She was very quiet, didn't talk much.

None of us really knew her.

Didn't take much notice, I suppose.

So many people coming and going.

I recognized her picture in the paper.

- Did she seem depressed?

- Yeah, I think she was. Who isn't?

I remember she tried to play a song on her guitar once.

She kept forgetting the words.

I've got to go anyway.

- See you then. - Bye.

- I dropped in at the shop this afternoon.

How come you were closed?

- I didn't get any visits.

- God, you're getting slack.

Got anything on tomorrow night?

- Probably, why?

- Mind if I go out with Tim?

- No.

- You sure?

- Sure.

- You have to get something going again yourself.

- Right.

- Or, I'll start feeling guilty.

- There's no need to feel guilty.

- Do you feel jealous?

- Sometimes.

- I do, thinking about you with someone.

- Jealous, but turned on.

- This isn't gonna be how we

maintain our interest in each other?

- I'm still interested.

Hi.

I was a friend of Lisa's.

- Oh yeah.

- Just thought I'd have a look around.

- Not much here.

They're cleanin' the place out.

Not that there was anything much.

Some relation of hers come down,

says it wasn't worth keepin'.

- You with them?

- I'm not St Vincent de Paul.

- Sorry.

- I live next door.

- So, you knew Lisa pretty well then.

- I used to lend her things.

That's why I came in.

Still a few things of mine around.

Where do you know her from?

- Years ago.

- Oh, thought so.

You don't look like her usual cronies.

- Who were they?

- Oh, no one much.

Cross people, they were.

Into drugs and that.

Well, there was a man, of course.

I never talked to him much.

She liked him, so I suppose he couldn't have been too bad.

Apart from walkin' out on her.

They weren't too pleased about that, the agents, I'll tell ya.

Ah, ah, don't touch that. That's mine.

- Did she have any other close friends?

- Oh, the was Lou, she was often here.

- Who was she?

- She works at the Cross, you can see her up there.

- Could you point her out to me?

- Why?

- I'd like to find out what happened to Lisa.

I suppose so.

Come around one night, you can buy me a coffee.

- What about tomorrow?

- Oh, you are keen, aren't you?

Alright.

- Ta.

- Eleven minutes.

I wonder if he reckoned he got his money's worth.

- I'd say.

- I think I will have another coffee.

- Another coffee, I'm in.

- There she is.

- Hi.

- Were you a friend of Lisa Blaine's?

- Why?

- Well, I'm doin' a story on her. I just wondered if we could talk.

I'll buy you a drink, pay for your time.

- What do you wanna know?

- Just how you remember her.

- How'd you know who I was?

- Woman who lived next to Lisa pointed you out.

- Alright.

But you're paying.

- How long had you known Lisa?

- About a year, since she got back from Holland.

- With her boyfriend?

- How long you wanna talk?

- Probably about five minutes.

- 15 minutes, you pay for?

- Okay. - $30.

Her boyfriend shot through.

- Yeah.

- It was a fair while ago.

- Was she upset about that?

- For a bit.

- But she got over it?

- She was down about herself.

She never carried on about it, but she was.

- She used to shoot up?

- Yeah.

- You think it was suicide?

- Yeah.

- Why do you think that?

- 'Cause she was so down, I didn't know what she was.

- Apparently that afternoon

she had been at a demonstration at the docks.

- She'd been talkin' about that.

- The anti-nuclear thing?

- Yeah, various other things.

Issues.

- Yeah, I used to know her at university.

She was interested in politics, yeah?

- Just lately, she'd been goin' on about that sort of stuff.

- What started that?

- I don't know.

I don't wanna talk about it anymore.

- Sure.

That's yours.

- Take it.

She was a friend, okay?

D4.

C2.

B4.

C3.

From D8 to C4.

- Hello?

- Hi.

Oh, hi, how's it going?

- What do you mean, how's it going?

- Well, you havin' a good time?

- Well, reasonable.

- You sound like a conspiracy.

- Well, it's not a very private place.

Did you do anything interesting?

- No, not really.

You don't have to feel guilty.

- Yeah, I know.

- Actually, I'm meetin' with a couple of nymphets.

Let go. Go on, get out of it.

Picked them up hitchhiking.

- Hey, look, I'll see you tomorrow, okay?

- Okay, bye.

- Bye.

- Mind if I join ya?

- Do you live around here?

- No, Balmain.

Buy you a coffee?

- Okay.

- Two cappuccinos, thanks.

- What do you do?

- Run a bookshop.

Write stories for newspapers sometimes.

- You interested in prostitutes, eh?

- Why?

- Is that why you're hanging around?

Do you wanna hire me?

- No.

I had a guy like you once.

Used to pay to talk, some kind of religious freak.

Tried to convert me.

I told him I wasn't interested,

then he did want something for his money after all.

Tell me about you.

Who are you?

- Rob MacGregor.

- Did you ever ask me my name?

- Lou.

- Louise.

- But, you can call me Lou.

What do you do, Rob?

That's right, you run a book shop.

Where is your bookshop, Rob?

- Oxford Street, Lou.

Just down from the junction.

- I got a rotten taste in my mouth.

- Have you really?

Gotta go now.

What about your coffee?

- There's no way you're getting another room, I'm tellin' ya.

- Come on Tony. Get off my back. - Just don't give me a hard time.

- Hey, what's the problem? - There's no problem.

- Who's this? - I'm a friend of hers.

- Oh, piss off, would ya?

Who is it?

Who do you think?

It's me.

- Shut the door, would ya?

- I got a present for you.

Here.

Not until you say, thank you.

- Shut up, Pete

- Shut up Pete.

- I wanna go to sleep.

- Hmm?

Yeah, well.

Don't mind me, eh.

- Don't.

Get off me, will ya?

Don't tickle me!

You get on my nerves, you know?

- Wine before sugars, thanks.

What's the matter?

- You.

- What have I done?

Lou.

- Look.

I just wanna sit down,

relax, and have a quiet drink by myself.

Okay?

- Yeah.

Well.

You don't really, really, wanna have a drink, do ya?

- What are you doin' that for?

- Why shouldn't I?

- You don't understand women at all, do ya?

You're so young.

I know I'm not as experienced as you are.

You wouldn't know the difference who you were with, would ya?

All those faces.

It'd just be one big blur.

I suppose you do need a rest anyway.

A bit sore, are ya?

- Go away, will ya, Pete.

- Okay.

- Go on.

- Have a good night.

- Hello.

- Oh, hello.

- I was walkin' past, thought I recognized ya.

- You wanna buy a book?

- Pretty good place.

- Would you like a glass of claret?

- Yeah, okay.

Secret supply.

Yup.

Here ya are.

- I got some photos of Lisa

before they cleaned our her flat.

- Do you wanna see them? - Yeah, I'd like to.

I found one of her old diaries too.

That was India, she was there for a fair while.

Place called, um, Goa?

- Goa, yeah.

That was her guy.

She used to write her own songs.

I got some of them on tape.

Some guy was taking pictures for a magazine.

He gave 'em to us.

What was she like when you knew her?

- We went to the same school in the country.

She was quiet, unsure of herself.

At university, she used to talk at meetings

even though she'd get really embarrassed.

- She was great.

- She ever tried getting off junk?

- Oh yeah, after Thomas went.

She tried for a long time.

She reckoned she couldn't make it.

- Did you think she might kill herself?

- No.

Makes me feel I really didn't know her.

Otherwise, I could have done something for her.

She did a real lot for me.

That was hers.

She gave it to me.

She was giving me lessons.

Anyway.

- Do you want some more?

- No, I'd better be going.

You still gonna write that article about her?

- Yup.

- She woulda liked you.

She never saw any of those people she knew from uni.

She used to say it was like another life.

You go through lots of different lives.

- Come in again.

- I will.

Arachnophobia is a fear of?

Stevens?

Spiders. Spiders is right,

$60 more.

A beautiful fur like this one

would be a luxurious coat to own.

So perfectly designed and styled,

it's been made from natural China mink

and features a blouson waist, bat wing sleeves,

and ties neatly at the neckline.

Normally priced at $2,600.

Our price only $195 from Seymour Cornelius

and Sale of the Century.

And shown magnificently, I might add,

by our beautiful Simone Gardener.

Simone.

And, that's our first long one we've had I think.

Isn't it superb? Beautiful.

Great.

Nice job.

Moving right along, please, Peter.

A truly a magnificent watch.

An 18 carat gold bracelet,

surrounded by a delicate frame of diamonds.

Electronic time keeping and stylish brilliance at its best.

An elegant creation, normally priced at $4,500,

our price only $250 from...

"July fourth, 1970.

We performed a straight theater play with my new song,

and Robby and I joined the main demonstration.

The atmosphere was incredible.

We feel everyone marching as your friend.

Robby's great.

He goes up to cops, cracks joke with them.

Tries to keep things calm.

I love being with him.

He's still so distant with me, though.

Nothing like how it used to be at school."

- Out.

- Bullshit.

- It was miles out.

- Double fault.

That's game. Five all.

- Four-five!

How come we changed ends

at the end of the last game, then?

- We didn't.

- Yes we did.

Oh, God, I'm sweating.

- Tough game.

- Your returns are vicious.

- You should talk.

- I need a back scratch.

- I gave you one last night.

- Oh, it's really itching.

- You owe me at least two.

- What about that massage I gave you?

- That wasn't me.

- Liar.

- It wasn't.

It must've been one of your other lovers.

- Oh, very funny.

- Those blokes enjoyed watching you serve.

- Yeah, and being pervy.

God, you're hopeless with tennis dresses, aren't you?

- Yup.

Still miss the old me.

- Oh, bugger it.

- Let it ring.

Is that you, Rob?

- It's for you.

- Yeah?

- Hello, this is Lou.

I was wonderin' if I could come over.

- Yeah, if you like.

What's up?

- Oh, I'm a bit freaked.

Need someone to talk to.

- Everything alright.

Yeah, I'm down at the Quay.

Thought I'd catch the last ferry.

Do you live far from the wharf?

- No.

I'll meet you there if you like.

- Would you?

That'd be great.

- See you then.

- Bye.

- Competition.

- It was my mother.

Hi.

- Hi.

- What's this?

- Nothin', I'm just sayin' hi.

- So, what happened?

- Oh, some guy heavied me.

Client.

Must've followed me to my place after I knocked off.

- Did he hurt ya?

- No. A bit.

I wanted to visit someone.

Thought I could visit you.

- Sure.

- It's a bit late for a visit.

- That's alright.

Coffee or a drink?

- You got some of your claret?

- Yup.

- Hello, I'm Gretel.

- Lou.

- Look, um, I'm marking essays.

So, um, I won't be sociable.

- Would you like a cup of coffee? - No thanks.

- I didn't know you were married.

- You didn't ask.

- Why didn't you tell me on the phone?

- Just 'cause I'm married

doesn't mean I can't have visitors.

- Well, it's pretty late.

I feel like an idiot.

- Well, there's no need.

- I left my cigarettes.

- Hold on.

- Does she know about me?

- What? - Your wife. What I do.

- No.

Here's an old picture of Lisa.

That's me.

Right.

You look really good.

- Thanks.

- Well, you still look okay now, though.

That was a really good time for her, the theater thing.

She used to talk about that.

- Yeah.

- How long have you been married?

- Six years.

Have you ever been?

- Once.

Didn't work. Didn't last long.

That was the last ferry.

I'm gonna have to get a cab when I get home.

- You can stay the night here.

- Would she mind?

- No.

We often have nocturnal guests.

- You're a dark horse, aren't you?

- Sure am.

- She was most surprised to see me.

- Well, she didn't know you existed.

- Oh, don't you tell your ladies you're married.

- Not if I can help it, no.

- Well, she's the hooker.

- Among other things.

- Well, I'm sure she's more interesting than most of our friends.

Hey, she can come tomorrow night.

- Why, what's happening tomorrow?

- Oh, Tim's going on his Tasmanian trip on Saturday,

wants me to have dinner.

- Oh, I see.

So, you've been waiting for a favorable opportunity to mention this.

- Not at all.

- How's it going?

- It's okay.

He's a nice guy.

I could never get serious, though.

We don't have much to talk about in the mornings.

Also, I can remember when I was 21.

33 would have seemed ancient.

- Wish I'd had understanding tutors.

- Almost failed his last essay.

- That make you feel good?

- Oh yeah, it was most indignant.

- Well, I don't blame him.

Anyway, the garden's looking nice.

Where's Rob?

Hurry up, Rob!

Did you stop being busy?

A bit quiet at the moment.

I suppose after Christmas, everyone's spent their money.

When you're gonna leave this afternoon, do you know?

I should be back by three, I suspect.

Hopefully we'll miss the worst of the traffic.

It's got that horrible smell

in the upholstery new cars always have.

- Hello.

Gretel's folks.

They bore me shitless.

- Why don't you hide in here then?

- Alright.

I'll be able to leave for work in a couple minutes.

- Maybe I should get dressed.

- No, no, you have breakfast.

You don't have to leave just because we do.

Nice day.

- Did you mind me comin' round here.

- Of course not.

- Suppose I better make an appearance.

- You can come out and meet him too.

Then he'll be really alarmed.

- What do you mean?

- Well, another woman staying here.

Very protective of their daughter, suspicious of me.

- Wouldn't wanna meet me.

- Maybe you could come out like that.

You want her to be red?

- Why wouldn't she then?

Bye Rob! Bye!

- Good Christ, I missed 'em.

Bye.

Anyway, there's, um, food in the fridge and everything.

And, uh,

I'll see you later.

- Bye. - Tata.

You could have at least come in and said hello.

I was in the shower. Oh, bullshit.

You can't be bothered to make the slightest effort.

I'm sure they're heartbroken.

Lisa Blaine demo tape take one.

♪ There I go, one more time ♪

♪ Tryin' to balance on the line ♪

♪ I've landed on my feet again ♪

♪ This time you're not around ♪

♪ I thought the door was open wide ♪

♪ I only meant to stand outside ♪

♪ The door closed shut behind me ♪

♪ And I'm caught on solid ground ♪

♪ And it's time for burning bridges ♪

♪ I wish there was some other way ♪

♪ A way to take the words back ♪

♪ That I never meant to say ♪

♪ 'Cause it hurts to see your tears ♪

♪ I didn't need to make you pay ♪

♪ The cost of burning bridges, turning night to day ♪

♪ I toss and turn ♪

♪ And watch these burning bridges turning night to day ♪

♪ Here I go, once again ♪

♪ I guess I had forgotten then ♪

♪ Someone reached out a hand to me ♪

♪ Like this with no demands ♪

♪ Can't you see my crazy pride ♪

♪ Was tearing me apart inside ♪

♪ I didn't want to hurt you ♪

♪ Please try and understand ♪

♪ And it's time for burning bridges ♪

- Rob?

It's me.

- Oh.

Is there a white Peugeot outside?

- Yeah.

Some guy in it.

Right.

Well, I'm off.

Uh, Rob'll be back in a minute.

So, just, um, give him my love.

- Alright.

- See ya. - Bye.

♪ And it's time for burning bridges ♪

♪ I wish there was some other way ♪

♪ I didn't mean to make you pay ♪

♪ The cost of burning bridges, turning night to day ♪

- Hello. - Hi.

- Still with us?

- Yeah, I didn't wake up until after a couple of hours ago.

- That's alright.

- Where's Gretel.

Been and gone? - Yeah.

- You want some coffee?

- Yeah, that'd be good.

So, what have you been doing?

- Oh, lookin' around.

Went down to the harbor.

Swim?

- No.

Any mail?

- Yeah.

This for Gretel.

Who was the guy Gretel was goin' out with?

- That's her young boyfriend.

Did you meet him?

- No, he didn't come in.

- Probably scared I'd be here.

Afraid of a punch-up.

Those things'll kill ya.

So, why'd ya split with your husband?

Oh, he got bored, I guess.

Then I moved into a place with this other guy.

He was pretty incredible.

He used to shoot straight into a vein in his eye.

- Must've impressed his friends.

- What do you mean?

- Good party trick.

- Well, it wasn't an act. The veins in his arms folded up.

- That his story, was it?

I don't find the dope scene very romantic.

- I don't think you know anything about it.

- I see.

- You wouldn't have any idea

the kinds of things I've had to do.

This girl and I had to do this party once.

I'm not really interested.

- I do wanna get out of it.

- Then why don't you?

- Thought you were sympathetic.

- I am.

- Well, it's not easy.

- You have to make the decision.

- I hadn't been on the street all that long, anyway.

Only about four months.

Do you like folk music?

- Not much, no.

- Gretel's late.

- She won't be back tonight.

- Where's she staying?

- With her friend.

- Is that why you're upset.

- I'm not upset.

- Don't you care?

No.

- Hi.

- Hi.

- Do you feel like talking?

- Okay.

- Tell me about you and Lisa.

- What?

- Well, you went out together for a while, didn't you?

- Not really, no.

I merely knew her through political groups at university.

- She used to talk about that time.

- Yeah?

Issues were much clearer cut then.

- What about the people demonstrating on the dock?

Is that important?

- Sure.

- Gretel's rarely around, isn't she?

- Yup.

- I think I should stay with you tonight.

I don't think that's probably a good idea.

Lou.

- Look, I really wanna make you feel good.

Come on.

- Hey.

- Don't you find me attractive?

- Come on. - Hmm?

- Wow.

- It's okay.

- I know.

Come on, get off.

Of course I find you attractive.

There's no point, okay.

- Doesn't matter.

- Do you wanna sign my arm.

No thanks. Come on sign it.

Come on.

- Come on, sign my arm.

Piss off, would ya.

- Do you wanna sign my arm?

- Get stuffed.

- Louie.

- Hi. - G'day.

- Oh, it smells in here.

Cats and socks.

Don't you ever wash your socks?

- Of course I do.

Tony's really angry at you.

Where have you been?

- Well, I told him I was sick.

I need somewhere to stay.

- You can stay here if you want.

- Okay.

- Hey.

How's this?

Okay, ready for it?

Dun.

Dun.

Dun!

Dun!

What do you reckon?

- What's it for?

- I dunno. It's just a thing, that's all.

You got any dope?

- Do you need it now?

No, I need some for later.

- Yeah, okay.

- Prime the bomb!

Finish him off.

- No, let him burn.

- Here you go.

It's just a movie about some war.

So, what have you been doin'?

- Nothin' much.

Massage my feet.

- Okay.

How's that?

- It's okay.

You tryin' to seduce me, are you?

- No.

- Didn't realize my feet stretched that far.

- Yeah, well, now it's a leg massage.

- Well, don't go above the knees, okay?

- Why not.

- You might fall in.

- Come on, huh?

Go on.

- Don't. - Come on.

- This is hopeless, I wouldn't get any sleep here.

- Well, what'd you come here for, anyway?

- Well, I shouldn't have, should I?

- You're mad.

You really have it, you know.

Lou?

- Hi, Jenny.

- Hi. What do you want?

- I just wanted to say hi.

- I thought you were sick or something.

- I'm okay now.

- Well, there's nothing here.

I just scored.

- Okay.

It's Lou, she's just done a deal.

♪ Once again by myself ♪

♪ These words I'll face upon the shelf ♪

♪ Hope some night you'll hear and know ♪

♪ The way I feel tonight ♪

♪ You're just a poor excuse ♪

G'day.

- Hi.

♪ I watched these burning bridges burning bright ♪

What's the time?

- I dunno.

Three, maybe?

Who's she?

I dunno.

- What you listening to?

- A friend of mind who died.

"September 16th, 1970.

Last night, Robby finally came over.

As a precaution,

I put an old globe that doesn't work in the bedside light

so he wouldn't think I was prudish for wanting to switch it off.

We sat on the bed, and I was so nervous I was shivering.

He must've noticed,

so I said I was cold and we got under the blankets.

He was really sweet and it happened.

But I must've said something hopeless,

or been really dumb or juvenile,

'cause he was so strange afterwards.

He said, "There you are.

"It's not such a big deal after all, is it?"

It was very strained.

We talked for a while, mainly about his speech on Cambodia.

Then he left.

I never felt so lonely."

"They stood staring at each other, both too overcome to speak.

Celia felt a sudden rush of exultation.

She was free of him at last.

The impossible had happened.

His mouth was forming one last rationalization.

She felt the old urge to comfort him,

but repressed it, put her finger to his lips."

But, even the most paranoid male reader

couldn't be threatened by this book.

On the contrary, Anne MacKenzie's sympathies

are equally evident for her male characters.

In a sense, all are ultimately victims.

I found the book touching and compassionate.

But, without those traces of mawkish self-pity

that have, for me,

marred so many recent books of this genre.

It is with the greatest pleasure

that I declare launched The Badge of Despair.

- Do you mind movin' out of here,

this is a private function.

Would you move out, please.

I know, but it has nothing to do with you.

It's a private function.

- Oh, I don't know, I find

places like that absolutely great.

Yeah, what does that exactly mean?

It's nothing, it's a euphemism.

I don't see how a nuclear war could be limited.

- Long time no see.

- You got people.

- Yup.

- Men disturbing your flat again?

- I've been locked out, actually.

I brought you some pictures of Lisa.

I thought you might want to use them in your article.

- You left rather early in the morning last time.

- Yeah, I was gonna send you that money,

I really needed it.

Better come in, then.

- Thanks.

Oh, he's the same I'd say. That's not saying much.

- Anyway, they all sit around pretending they're Napoleon or Hitler or someone.

It goes on for hours and hours.

- This is Lou.

Tim, Michelle.

You know Gretel.

Sit down.

What I was saying, Rob,

was there is some chance of containing the whole thing now.

- You want a drink?

- No thanks.

- You mean, just killing a couple of hundred million.

Look, when they've blown us up once,

there'll be enough left over to blow our ghosts up.

- What's that got to do with it?

- What have you been doing, Lou?

- Oh, nothing much.

Got some flu.

- You working?

- No.

I was.

- Dole?

- Yeah.

- When you gonna write that article, by the way?

Which one? About the poverty line.

Why don't you write it?

- Well, I haven't got those

little letters after my name, have I?

Wouldn't seem quite so impressive.

Besides, according to you, my writing style's shit-house.

- One essay, that was.

- God, you're a hard marker.

Hey.

What?

- I'm having one of those 'I've experienced this all before' things.

- Deja vu?

- Mm.

Just that I've been sitting

here listening to those words, same thing that I'm saying now.

That's the trouble, it's always so trivial.

Guess Tim and I are a bit telepathic.

Sometimes I'm thinking things

and I don't have to ask him what he's thinking, I just know.

- That thing Michelle said about telepathy.

You think she knows about Tim and me?

- I'm sure she does.

- Thought he was a pompous idiot tonight.

- He's alright. - Oh, its well and truly run its course.

- I dunno.

I quite like Michelle.

- Didn't you see her eyeing me up? - Oh, wishful thinking.

Why do you think Lou turned up?

- I'm not sure.

- I hope she's not gonna be a constant guest.

Oh, Christ.

- Did you know she was a junkie?

- Yeah.

- Thanks for telling me.

- Well, it's certainly withdrawal.

- Shouldn't she go to hospital?

- No, she won't go.

She wouldn't let me give her anything, either.

She's very determined.

By the way, who is she?

- Friend of ours.

- Well, she's going to need someone with her all the time.

I'll come back in the morning, okay?

Thanks.

- You two should get some sleep.

- Yeah, thanks.

Sorry to get you up.

- I'm cold.

- How is she?

- She was dreaming, crying out.

She's quiet now.

- Should be just about over.

- I guess she should stay here for a few days.

- I don't think she's got anywhere else to go.

"Halfway through the speech,

Robby jumped up and shouted out,

'What about corruption in S... Sai... gon?'

Everybody started cheering."

G'day.

- Hi.

Thought I'd find you here.

- Eaten?

- No.

- We're just getting an appetite.

- How are you?

- Okay.

- Ian wants us to come to dinner on Friday night.

Christen his new place.

- Another super vegetarian meal.

I wonder if his latest lady will be there?

Oh, she's bound to be. It's partly to show off, I think.

By the way, I finished the article.

Dropped it to Mick.

This is the one partially on Lisa.

- Funny how the night makes you whisper.

When I was about four and had this girlfriend,

we used to whisper in the dark

so we wouldn't wake the monsters under the bed.

- The night's a different world when you're a kid.

- I'm sorry, I just don't understand what it's about.

What's it about?

It's about people from that time,

what happened to them.

So, it's not about her at all. She's an example of one direction.

- You told me it was gonna be about Lisa.

- Look, I hadn't seen her for 10 years.

- She really loved you, you know.

- No she didn't.

That stage I wasn't getting involved with anyone.

Is that what you told her? Probably, I don't know.

- It's a bit cruel, isn't it?

- Look, I'm really sorry, I'm trying to sleep.

I've gotta work in about four hours.

Okay? - It's alright, I'm going.

- She has gone.

- Oh God.

I feel guilty now.

- I gave her some money yesterday to get a place.

- Oh, I'm glad you did that.

Difficult, isn't it?

I suppose it's terrible to think this,

but I can't help but wondering if anything else has been borrowed.

- I doubt it.

- I hope she does contact us.

It'll be great having the place to ourselves again.

But, I can't help but wondering what's gonna happen to her.

She said she'd try and find a job.

Yeah, how long for?

What's chance has someone like that's got?

- Maybe you should ask around, see if anyone knows of anything going.

- You were becoming quite important to her.

- It's probably good she didn't come too close.

"October 10th, 1970.

Last time I saw Robby,

he told me that after the exams

I should go away for a while.

I take things too seriously.

I'm too intense.

Now, when I try and ring him, they say he's not there.

He must've told them to say that.

It's really humiliating.

If I knew we could just even be friends.

I feel really desperate."

♪ Poor excuse ♪

♪ For loving arms, it's just no use ♪

♪ I watch these burning bridges burning bright ♪

♪ And it's time for burning bridges ♪

♪ I wish there was some other way ♪

♪ A way to take the words back ♪

♪ That I never meant to say ♪

♪ 'Cause it hurts to see your tears ♪

♪ I didn't mean to make you pay ♪

♪ The cost of burning bridges ♪

♪ Turning night to day ♪

♪ I toss and turn ♪

♪ And watch these burning bridges turning night to day ♪

- I was very angry with you the other night.

- Why?

- Your teasin'.

You were teasin' me for ages.

You go to bed with stacks of guys you don't even know.

Then you come over here in the middle of the night,

reckonin' you're gonna stay,

and you get up and go again.

I reckon ya like me.

- That's why it's different, 'cause I do.

I'm not even there with any of those others.

Trouble with you is, you're too intense.

I will stay with you tonight.

But, it's only gonna be just this once.

- What do you mean?

- 'Cause I'm not gonna see you again.

- Tony wanted me to tell him if I saw you round.

- You can tell him I've left Sydney.

- What for?

You've got a regular supply here.

- Come to bed.

- I just hid it.

- I'm straight.

Pete.

Really.

You comin' to bed?

- I don't know.

- You're a nice kid.

- Why don't you wanna see me anymore?

- Because I'm getting out of everything.

- I'll miss you.

No you won't.

No one will miss me.

- I will.

- It's funny how night makes you whisper, isn't it.

- Rob and Gretel's residence.

- Can I speak to Rob, please?

- Who's calling?

- I wanna speak to Rob.

- Okay.

Rob.

Yeah?

- It's me.

- Oh, hi, how's it going?

Good party?

- Sort of.

- I found a place.

- Hold on.

Turn that down, will ya?

- What?

Where are you?

- I wanted to tell you I'm okay.

- Great.

- I was gonna ask you if you wanted to come over for lunch.

- Yeah, when did you have in mind?

Sunday.

- Alright, see you then.

- Uh, it's flat three,

40 Barrett Street, Potts Point.

- Where do I know that from?

- I dunno.

Anyway, you go back to your party.

- Alright.

- Bye.

- What sort of material do they like?

- Well, they love ballads, so they can have a good cry at thing.

- That was Lou.

- Oh yeah, how is she?

- Fair enough.

She wants me to go over there for lunch on Sunday.

- You gonna go?

- Yup.

- Sunday, what about the game?

- Christ, yeah, I forgot.

- What's this?

- The big match.

- You're a footballer?

- Trotskyites top goal scorer.

Great.

- Hi.

- Oh, hi.

Thought I missed you.

- Been to the shop.

- I like the headband.

- Listen, I got this bloody soccer match on.

It's an annual event, I can't get out of it.

I'd have rung, but you didn't give me your phone number.

Anyway, I thought I'd better get around before you started preparing things.

- That's okay.

- I used to play a bit at school.

Actually, it's an excuse for a drink.

You can come and watch, but I reckon you'd be dreadfully bored.

Hey, look, we'll make it next weekend.

- It isn't any good, is it?

- What, what isn't?

- Doesn't matter.

- Yes it does, tell me.

- We'll make it next week.

- Right.

- So, anyway.

I don't know why I'm whispering, it's not the nighttime.

- Pardon?

- I don't know.

I'll see you later.

- Conditions for once, yup.

Probably one of the great games. Standing room only.

I'm expecting a vast stadium.

- Gimmie some of that, will you?

- Are you going for another own goal again?

- It wasn't my fault anyway. Stretch fouled us up.

Bullshit.

You tried to pass it to Connolly and it went between his legs.

Only because Stretch distracted him.

You can't take those risks.

What's Jana doing, anyway?

- Okay, fellas, right. Let's get this show on the road.

Okay, now, who are we?

Mobile Bay Drunks!

- Will we win?

We'll piss on 'em!

Yeah!

Get 'em!

Let's go.

- Come on, mate, you'll miss the toss.

- I'll be with you in a minute.

- Are you alright?

- I'll be with you in a minute, okay?

- Okay.

- Hi.

- Hi.

- Come over and play.

- I'm not good at it.

- Oh, that doesn't matter.

We all have a go.

You should hear me.

Have you been down here before?

- No.

- One of the guys is bringing back food in a minute.

So, come and eat.

- Thanks.

♪ My windblown grass ♪

♪ In fields of time ♪

♪ My love for you ♪

♪ It turns my life around ♪

♪ Through clouds of circumstance ♪

♪ Like morning leaves ♪

♪ That dims the trees ♪

♪ I hear your voice ♪

♪ Without a sound ♪

♪ So, we share ♪

♪ I've come and gone ♪

♪ And face the turmoil that surrounds ♪

♪ Till time brings change ♪

♪ Till time brings change ♪

♪ Like August winds ♪

♪ That send the rain ♪

♪ Your love for me ♪

♪ It fills my empty cup ♪

♪ Sometimes someone ♪

♪ Might want to die ♪

♪ And giving in ♪

♪ And giving up ♪

♪ Might find their life ♪

♪ And so though ♪

♪ It might not show ♪

♪ You turn my pain to joy ♪

♪ Till time brings change ♪

♪ Till time brings change ♪

♪ And so though ♪

♪ It might not show ♪

♪ You turn ♪

♪ My pain to joy ♪

♪ Till time brings change ♪

♪ Till time brings change ♪

♪ Till time brings change ♪