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(Transcrito por TurboScribe.ai. Atualize para Ilimitado para remover esta mensagem.) The abyss.

The abyss of emptiness.

The feeling that no matter what you do,

nothing ever changes.

We are molecules, floating in space, looking for

something to make us feel complete.

Emma!

What are you doing in there?

Oh my god, Emma, open up!

Are you having a bath?

Chantal and me are fraternal twins.

That means we were born at the same

time, but we're not identical.

In fact, we're very, very unidentical.

Chantal's the pretty one.

The popular one.

The one with all the friends, a job,

and a plan for the future.

And me?

Well, when your sister owns normal, there's really

only one option.

So I'm the weird one.

The loner.

The one that everybody avoids.

Hey!

Oh, hi, Emma.

Hi, guys!

Gary is the one person weird enough to

hang out with me.

This summer, we're going to form a band

and take over the world.

We just need to actually rehearse.

Chantal, meanwhile, has other plans this summer.

Be careful!

We're out of Johnny here.

I mean, I just had the car valet.

Why does she always get to have everything?

What makes her so special?

I can't believe you're leaving without us.

Hm?

It's a field trip.

It's a jungle.

There's no Wi-Fi.

There's no cinnamon coffee.

There's no toilet paper.

So you should be delighted I'm not dragging

you over there.

Good chance of a lifetime.

You've got the chance of a lifetime in

your own house because it's going to be

empty.

You should be shoving us out the door.

No.

No, I don't have an empty house.

Chantal will be here.

I've got it!

Hey, Ger!

Hey, Chantal.

You're a douche.

So, you get to hang out together for

your last summer before you go off to

college.

No, Dad, don't jinx it.

I haven't even got my results yet.

You'll be fine.

You'll be surrounded by your sophisticated, brilliant new

pals and Chantal will be off.

Monetising her blog or whatever.

Come on, would you relax?

It's the summer.

From all your fans at Mac, we heart

your blog.

That is so sweet.

So, now, there are frozen dinners in the

freezer and these are for the fridge.

Chantal, are you listening to me?

Mum, it's six weeks.

I'm not going to starve.

I know, yeah, I just...

I don't like leaving Emma.

She seems so isolated.

There is nothing wrong with her, apart from

being totally self-absorbed.

Have a great time!

You too, bye!

Is this a bad idea?

Are they going to kill each other?

No, because they love each other.

They just need a reminder.

Look at this clown.

Jesus.

Daddy's home!

Hey, just

letting you know, I'm on my way over.

What time is it?

Did you get that picture I sent?

It's a goitre.

That's disgusting.

Disgusting is good.

It gets people's attention.

It's what a band name is supposed to

do.

Emma, are you there?

Ew.

Oh, God.

What's that?

Is that Emma?

Ignore her, babe.

I'm ignoring you!

Shut the fuck up!

What?

What did you just say?

What's wrong with you?

Ever heard of giving people some privacy?

Ever heard of not being a whore?

Get back inside, Alan!

And you, why don't you go out?

Why should I be forced out of my

own home so you can be a slut?

Why should I be forced to tiptoe around

like a mouse so you can act like

some weird little hermit child?

Minds don't tiptoe.

Fuck!

We're not going in there.

We're not?

But I carried this all the way from

my house.

You should see this guy.

He's so gross.

All strong and muscly and stuff.

My parents are going to wait for six

weeks.

I'm going to have six weeks of this

shit.

Freaks!

Up yours!

Is that my cousin?

So, want to play one of your songs

first?

Why don't you play something?

I'll see what comes to me.

Okay, yeah.

I call this, uh...

Death's Great Viscera.

What the hell's going on in here?

I was just showing Emma something.

Is that your damn dog out there digging

up my lawn?

Um, yeah.

I'll go get him now.

Yeah, um, I'm going to come with you.

Where do you think you're going?

What have I told you about that girl?

Gary lives with his stepdad.

You can make something of yourself that matters

to him.

So he knows what it feels like to

be rejected.

If you mess this up now, you're going

to regret it.

I think that's why we get on so

well.

Wasting your life with that stupid girl!

Do you want to get out of here?

Why is he so obsessed with jobs anyway?

You know, not everyone wants to be a

robot in a suit like clinical depression.

All these people had jobs.

Look where I got them.

So why is he being such a toe?

Because he's angry, alright?

He's angry because he doesn't want me to

go to college here with you.

He wants me to go to Madison, the

place he went to.

He knows the Dean.

Says it's the gateway to Wall Street.

But you don't want to work on Wall

Street.

You're a musician.

Look, fuck what Steve says.

What we need to do is rehearse.

Maybe rent out a practise space.

It'll stop everyone sticking their nose in.

How do we pay for it?

I mean, we could actually get jobs.

Gorgoron worked in the Norwegian logging industry until

like the third album.

Chantal might be able to help you find

something.

So there's the delis.

They're often looking for people.

And the clothes jobs.

If you say you're my sister, I know

most of the girls in there.

What they're looking for is a good attitude.

So maybe lose the accent and, you know,

put your hair back off your face so

we can see...

What are you doing?

I'm trying to help you.

Do you even want a job?

It just seems so degrading.

My degrading job in the ice cream parlour?

Paid for this car.

My degrading job has allowed me to save

5,000 euro of capital.

I'm going to use this to start my

own business.

You can't hide out from the world forever,

Emma.

That reminds me.

Wouldn't it be fun to have a party

the night of the results?

Turn the living room into a bar and

a DJ and...

There could even be a mixologist.

In a white tux.

We should do something.

It's the first day of the rest of

our lives.

You're not even going to college, Chantel.

What do you care about the results?

So what?

It's a chance for everyone to celebrate together

one last time.

This is happening.

Whether you like it or not.

You know, just because you're miserable doesn't mean

you're interesting.

Just because you're superficial doesn't mean you're nice.

Paul!

When we were

little, me and Chantel felt like we were

the same person.

I'd tell her stories.

She'd give me makeovers.

Until one day I realised, no matter how

many she gave me, I was never going

to be her.

Hey, how's the job search going?

Nobody wanted me.

It was like being in school again.

I'm just out walking log.

How's gardening?

I think I'm allergic to grass.

Oh shit.

Yeah, and Steve wouldn't let me use his

lawnmower.

These ancient hand-powered things.

It's like one step up from a sickle.

Didn't Chantel help at all?

No.

She just went on about her five grand.

If I had a cent for every time

she mentioned that stupid savings account, I wouldn't

need a job.

Oh, and guess what else?

She wants to have a party denied of

her results.

Oh shit, son!

Maybe we could play, like a first gig.

In front of all her friends.

Think of the exposure, Emma.

I'd rather come down with a yeast infection.

Plus she wouldn't let us play.

Okay, well look, I got a bit of

bad news.

There's already a band called The Goitres, and

there's one in Chile that are called The

Nothingness.

I think we need to take another look

at gouged foetus.

Mog!

Mog!

Mog!

I'm sorry.

No worries.

It's a cute little thing.

It's yours too?

Yeah, thanks.

You in a band?

Um, we're just starting out.

No way.

What are you called?

Um, yeast infection.

It's a good name.

Yeah, we have our first gig coming up,

so.

It's just a house party, but it should

be good exposure, you know.

I tell you, you never forget your first.

You're in a band too?

A long time ago.

I can tell you a few stories.

Oh yeah?

Oh yeah.

So when's this party?

And they play it all over the world.

Isn't that amazing?

A guy from here?

They're so famous, how come no one's ever

heard of them?

Well, they just broke up just before their

first record came out.

You know, but like, Ampersand played, they're some

of the biggest...

Ampersand.

I can't believe you're taking advice from some

gimp who named his band Ampersand.

They were a proper band.

They had t-shirts and roadies.

Why are you being such a dick?

Oh, I don't know, Emma.

Maybe because you're supposed to be out looking

for a job, and I've been here getting

my face melted all day, and you're off,

like, canoodling with some dude.

You should go.

Fine.

Will I see you tonight?

Emma, you know I have chess club on

Wednesdays.

Oh, for fuck's sake.

Fucking later,

bro.

Oh, for fuck's sake!

Who's in there?

An old lady.

Strong enough arm, anyway.

Here, pal, it's just a bit of noise,

yeah?

Don't lose the plot, like.

My mother's dying.

What?

My mother is dying.

I'm not apologising.

Two good-looking young people having brilliant sex.

Isn't something to be saying sorry for?

But she's been listening the whole time.

We've been...

I can't do it any quieter, babe.

The force is too strong.

Emma?

Emma?

Oh, God!

What the fuck?

Sorry.

Look, there's been...

There's been an incident.

Um...

Mrs Gallatin's son had this psycho freak out

at us.

Didn't our shed a son?

He says she's dying.

It's so creepy.

She's in the next room, like, inches away

from me.

Can I sleep in your room?

Where's Baywatch?

I sent him home.

That man would have sex with a corpse.

Please.

You know how I feel about decay.

Oh, Jesus, OK.

If...

my band can play at your party.

What?

No way.

Well, um...

I hope she doesn't die during the night

and come through your wall.

No, OK, no, all right, all right, all

right, all right.

One song.

Hey.

Hey, that's amazing news about the party.

I'm just working on some lyrics here for

your desecrated viscera thing.

Sweet.

Oh, Smiley Burger are having a big recruitment

drive today.

Oh, wow, my dream job.

Starts at 12, so don't be late.

OK, Mum, I have to go.

I'll talk to you later.

You?

That was you last night.

Last night?

Making, um, having...

I'm next door.

That was my sister, Chantel.

Right.

Is she here?

I think I may have been a little

bit...

No, she's gone to work.

OK.

So you're living next door?

Yeah, I'm back taking care of Ma.

Don't know whether I'm coming or going.

Listen, tell your sister I'm sorry.

Will do.

Hey, I have a rake of old music

here and there.

Might be something your band could use if

you want to root through.

Sometime you're free.

I'm free now.

Well, come on.

Well, here we are.

Well, it looks so young.

Yeah, so there's the keyboards, and Moog, Hammond,

and some other stuff.

So what is it you do in the

band again?

Sing, and I play bass, but I'm not

much good.

I don't practise enough.

Rock music's not about being good.

It's about passion, you know?

It's like sex.

You can't practise it.

You just have to do it.

Yeah?

Excuse me, Mr Dan.

Is she awake?

All right, I'll be with you now.

Emma, stay, look around.

I'll be with you in a minute.

Mr Dan, today you pay me, yes?

Yeah.

I'll go to the bank.

Mag gets upset when she wakes up.

Mind is gone.

She doesn't know where she is.

Everything okay?

Yeah, I just realised I have this recruitment

thing.

Oh, here, I'll give you a lift.

No, honestly, it's fine.

No, I'm going into town anyway.

Come on.

I have to go out this way.

There's a spare pair up ahead.

All right, you look like you're in the

Velvet Underground.

Who?

Are you fucking kidding me?

I don't do weekends.

Okay.

So this band, who else is in it?

Just me and Gary.

He says that there's more than two people,

it's impossible to organise.

Or he just wants to keep you all

to himself.

Hold the wheel.

So what kind of music?

It's 73% metal.

We have a pie chart.

We work out our sound in advance.

That way we can make sure we're doing

something original.

What happened to playing from the heart?

I could never get into all that metal.

All that air, Satanism, it's like...

Where are you hiding from?

It's not entirely fair.

Oh, come on.

Grown men in leather trousers singing songs about

goblins?

What should songs be about then?

Sex.

Drugs.

Because songs about sex and drugs are really

songs about desire.

And that's what's in people's hearts.

So I read that you went to St.

Kilda's?

Yeah.

I haven't met so many arseholes in my

life.

Couldn't wait to get on that hamster wheel.

Get a job, get a mortgage.

Yeah, my sister's just like that.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Finish school, start up a business.

Get rich, retire at 40.

So what's your plan?

Go to college.

Yeah, college is just like school, only nowadays

everybody's got nose rings.

No, no.

No, you're way different now.

Yeah, you've got something special.

I'm just going to take you places.

You just need to get out of here.

Burn those bridges.

I'm going to tell you something they don't

tell you in school.

You can get what you want.

Rock star, millionaire, dancing to fucking Kirov.

If you want it enough, life will give

you that chance.

But when that chance comes, you have to

go all in.

Okay?

Okay.

Cheers.

Here's to you.

See you around.

I'll see you at your gig.

A lot of the glasses, they suit you.

Hey, I got your message.

Everything okay?

You good?

No.

The party is in less than six weeks

and we still don't have a song together.

I thought you said it was an emergency.

It is an emergency.

We don't even have a place to practise.

We got this chance.

We need to go all in.

Okay.

Maybe we can find something temporary.

It's just so bright in here.

Working on some lyrics?

Yeah.

I've finally figured out what your song's going

to be about.

Drugs.

Drugs?

All great bands have a drug song.

But I mean, it's a...

It's called desecrated viscera and you've never even

smoked a cigarette.

Yeah, but I can still appreciate what it's

like.

That craving feeling for the only thing that

makes you feel alive.

Hey, how do you feel about tweaking your

sound?

Because remember that guy Dan?

He has these keyboards and moogs and stuff

we can use.

Emma!

We're a metal band.

Who's ever heard of a metal band with

a moog?

Who says you have to do metal?

We have a pie chart.

A pie chart's not written in stone.

What are you hiding from?

What am I hi...

What are you hi...

Please will you take those off?

Take it easy.

Take it easy.

Jesus, what happened?

I'm fine.

I got in a little ding.

I just need to gather myself.

Doctor says she's got like a minor fracturing

compressor.

She's going to be out of commission for

about six weeks.

And have some skank take my job.

No way.

I'm sure if I just get a bit

of rest.

That is so fucking painful.

Crazy idea.

What about if Emma takes your job?

Like at work while you're getting better.

That's actually not a bad idea.

God, this is such a fucking nightmare.

Hello?

Who is this black devil you're sending me?

I thought I am your friend.

Why have you done this to me?

She's just getting settled in.