Pawno (2015) Movie Script
1
Here's a story,
four in the morning
Four in a tuk tuk,
get stalling
With the rain
of the old gods falling
Spirits of Angkor calling,
One in, all in, opium boiling
Following the overnight gains,
the Australian market is set to
open almost 10 points higher.
In Europe, the FTSE was up almost 1%.
Gold recovered from early
losses, while oil gained...
In other news,
a government spokesman
has suggested that part of
the proposed reform package
will be passed on
to small business.
One caller has suggested
that the added taxes would...
Yeah, that'd be right,
you fucking cunt!
Come on.
Dot King was whittled
from the bone of Cain
With a little drop of poison
in the red, red blood
She need a way
to turn around the bend
She said I want to walk away
and start all over again
There are things I've done
I can't erase
I want to look in the mirror,
see another face
I said never,
but I'm doing it again
I wanna walk away
and start over again
No more rain
No more
roses
I'm on
my way
Shake my thirst
in a cool, cool pond
There's a winner
in every place
There's a heart that's beating
in every page
The beginning of it
starts at the end
Well, it's time to walk away
and start over again
Weather's murder at 103
William Ray shot Corabell Lee
A yellow dog knows
when he has sinned
You wanna walk away
and start over again
No more rain
No more roses
I'm on my way
Shaking my thirst
in a cool, cool pond
Cooper told Maui
the whole block's gone
They're dying for jewellery,
money and clothes
I always get out
of the trouble I'm in
I want to walk away
And start over again
I left my Bible
by the side of the road
Carved my initials
in an old dead tree
I'm going away
but I'm going to be back when
It's time to walk away
and start over again
Ho ho, yeah
Hmm-hm hm-hm-hm
Hmm-mm hm-hm-hm, yeah
Time to
walk away
Gotta walk away
Gotta
walk away
Just wanna walk away, yeah
Wanna
walk away
And start over again
Wanna walk away
Wanna walk away...
Wanna
walk away
Wanna walk...
You're late.
- This is your fucking job.
- Yep, you're right.
I was stuck in traffic.
You were on the bloody tram,
Danny!
Yeah, well, trams go
in traffic too, Les.
The jug's just boiled.
And we need some change.
Righto.
And take Ruby with ya.
She's a bit backed up.
Hey, Les.
I've got to knock off a bit
early today. Is that alright?
Les?
- What, you got a hot date, mate?
- No, I don't.
I've got that thing on
tonight, remember?
Yeah, well,
make sure all that shit
in the corner's online first.
Then you and your man can have
a beautiful night out.
Ha ha!
It's actually a pretty big deal.
It's kind of important to me.
Come on.
Come on.
- Hey, hey, yeah...
- Sit. Stay.
Oh!
You fucking freak!
You fucking cunts!
Very fucking original.
- You're a freak, mate.
- Love your hair.
- Better legs than me!
- Yeah, yeah, big fucking men!
Eh?
I know you.
I've seen you here giving out
blow jobs to anyone who asks.
Piss off.
You might be able to fool
your monkey fucking friends.
- Go away.
- But I fucking know you.
Fuck off, mate.
- Who you calling monkeys?
- Piss off! Keep walking!
That's it. Dirty.
Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah.
G'day, Paige.
- How are they hangin'?
- I smell like a fucking egg.
Would you do us a favour,
lend us a towel?
I could probably rustle you up
a bit of a rag or something.
Beggars can't be choosers.
So, what's up with you,
pussycat?
Well, you know, people
come in here bullshitting
and leave pissed off.
- I'm living the dream.
- Glad I asked.
- Where's the boy?
- Oh, who knows with him?
What are you after, anyway?
I need a loan.
Just for a couple of days.
Righto, then. What do you got?
I've got about 14.
A couple of doubles.
Uh, three or four are blu-ray.
40 bucks on loan.
Are you freaking wonky or what?
There's a couple of hundred
worth here.
Three of them are blu-ray.
Oh, I thought you said four.
- 35, then.
- Come on, Les.
- I need at least 150.
- Can't see it.
Look, I've got the kids
this weekend
and they're hassling me
to see bloody 'Iron Man'
or 'Spider-Man'
or...'Potterman'. Jesus!
Please, Les?
Ok, love. A hundred.
You know how to look after
a woman.
Yeah, I'm a bloody charmer.
Fuckin' hell, Rube.
I'll just be a minute, Harry.
Mate, are your eyes sewn on?
There you go, Paige.
You're all sorted. You have
yourself a good weekend.
Thanks, Les.
Happy bloody days!
Never thought I'd see you
short of a word, mate.
I swear to Christ, Les,
you get a bag of all sorts
in here, mate.
What the fuck was that?
So...
Just for today.
How's that?
Alright?
Oh, here he is,
Mr Casanova himself.
- Hey, what's happening, Danny?
- Working, Carlo. Running late.
What, you got no time for us?
Seems to me like you got time
for other people.
We saw you this morning drooling
over the bookstore window.
- You sneaky fuck!
- No, I wasn't.
- I was looking at something.
- Oh, yeah.
Don't talk shit
to a shit-talker, Dan!
Come on, Pauly, give the prick
a break, will ya?
He knows I'm joking.
You know I'm joking, eh, Danny?
Yeah, sure, Pauly. I gotta
get going. Les is being...
- Can you take a look at this?
- No. I told you, bring it in.
- Two seconds, Danny!
- For Christ sake!
Help him out with his bloody
phone. That'll be the end of it.
Hey, boy.
You're a smart dog,
aren't you, boy?
- She's a girl.
- Oh. Even better.
It's probably your battery.
There's rust all over it.
Yeah, help us out
with a new one.
Yeah, alright,
come into the shop, then.
Yeah. Yeah, sure thing.
Thanks, Dan!
Hey, Danny,
you should ask her out.
Hello, handsome.
Hey, Paige.
- You want a coffee?
- Yeah.
How's it going?
Oh, you know, I'd complain.
But who'd fucking listen?
True.
I was just in your shop...
...with Mr Personality.
Don't worry about him.
He's grumpy in his sleep.
What have you got there?
Oh, it's nothing.
It's just a book.
Oh! Come on.
'The 12 Steps To Finding Love'.
Who's the lucky girl?
It is a girl, isn't it?
Yes, of course it is.
Good for you.
Have you put on some weight?
Oh, a little bit, yeah.
- How's the head?
- Yeah, I'm good, I think.
Yeah, I'm... I'm stable.
No! No, that's
a place for horses.
You look good, Danny.
Just keep doing
what you're doing.
- I've got to get going.
- No worries.
- Take it easy, Paige.
- Good to see you, Danny boy.
Rubes.
It was a magnificent day
here at Flemington and...
There you go.
Can I help you with anything?
No. Just looking. Thanks.
This is a magnificent
card and a big race...
Where is he?
Afraid he might run off
with your change, mate?
No. He's got the bloody dog!
I was scared
of dentists and the dark
I was scared of pretty girls
And starting conversations
Yeah, all my friends
Are turning green
And you're
the magician's assistant
In their dreams
Ah-ooh
Ooh, ooh
Ah-ah, oh...
And they come unstuck
Lady...
- Forget the address?
- Hey, Harry.
- How are you, mate?
- Sorry. It was a long queue.
Ruby sort herself out?
Yes. Yes, she did.
Morning, Leslie.
- Ahhh! Morning, Danny.
- Good morning, Lai.
- I say, "Hello, Leslie."
- Yeah, I heard you.
Next door did too.
We're a bit busy at the moment.
Oh, yeah,
I see you are flat out.
Why you have time to talk to
friend and not say hello?
We're talking business, Lai.
Oh, I'm sorry,
Mr Big Shot Businessman.
Anyway, I just bring food.
But you're too busy to eat.
Danny... for you.
Thank you.
He should be busy too!
I'll come down
and see you later, love.
Ok, ok. You find time.
And maybe turn some fan on.
Oh, you worry you catch cold.
Oh, you can't actually
catch a cold.
You see, it's a virus.
Not transmitted by temperatures.
Otherwise, Eskimos
wouldn't get out of bed.
Oh, you two both so clever.
Ha and ha!
Leslie, I need talk to you
in private.
- Well, it better be quick!
- I'm sure it will be.
Oh, Mr Pawnshop man,
I can't pay my rent.
I need money for my kids.
What are you talking about?
I know what go on here.
But nobody...
...fuck with my man but me.
Ohhhh!
Ohh.
Ahhh!
Ahh!
Ohhh!
Ohhh!
Ohhhh!
Ohhh!
Ohhh!
Ohhhh!
Turn up the radio, mate.
Lai.
Ok, I go now.
Enjoy your food, Danny.
Will do. Thanks, Lai.
- What was that?
- I have no idea.
You really hit the jackpot
with her, mate.
Yeah.
Ooh! There you go.
What's cookin', good-lookin'?
You wouldn't know
what to do with it.
Yeah. Too bloody right!
She's right. You wouldn't know
what to do with it.
Oh, fuck!
Sorry.
Oh, I just touch these things
and they fall apart.
- Les will fix them for you.
- Who?
You know, the guy from
the pawnshop. You know him.
I don't know him.
I know of him.
Flutter the lashes,
pout the lips.
He'll probably just fix them
for free.
I think they just need a screw.
Don't we all?
Go on. Take them up there now.
I'll be fine here.
Ok.
Number one - what does
a cereologist study?
Breakfast.
Crop circles.
Alright. Number two - who am I?
I was born in 1977
in Devon, England.
Um, David Beckham.
No. Next clue.
I graduated with honours
in Greek and Latin
from University College, London.
- Definitely not Beckham.
- Yeah.
My band was originally known
as Starfish.
It's Chris Martin.
Bloody hell, Danny,
I'm playing with Harry.
Oh, sorry.
I am Christopher
Anthony John Martin.
- Nice one, Danny.
- Don't encourage him.
- I'm going to the toilet.
- Oh, fascinating.
G'day, darling.
Where are you off to today?
You don't mind if we walk
with you, eh?
Probably best, you know.
Dangerous neighbourhood and all.
- You'll be alright with us.
- Oh, yeah?
- Two knights in shining armour?
- I don't need no armour.
- I've got these bad boys.
- Uh-huh.
Shut up! Don't mind him.
Got dropped on his head
when he was a kid.
You know, when I think about it,
I might have been a knight
in a past life.
Had a big round table,
all that sort of stuff.
- You know history, huh?
- I read... lots of things.
If you want,
I can read your palm sometime.
- Uh, no, this is me.
- What you selling, love?
I can give you a quick appraisal
if you want
so you don't get ripped off.
I'll take my chances.
Oh, wow.
I did but see her passing by.
- Did you see that?
- And yet I love her till I die.
She winked at me.
Oh, Jesus Christ, Pauly,
you know,
sometimes you really are
a fucking retard.
You know he's married
to that actress?
- Who?
- Gwyneth Paltrow.
Shits me, that woman.
Hi. Are you Les?
- What can I do for you?
- I work at the bookshop.
Holly thought you might be able
to have a look at these for me.
You never know. Give us a look.
No. The screw's all twisted.
Sorry.
Oh. Thanks, anyway.
You could have fixed
her glasses.
Hello!
Hang on, love.
I might be able
to find something.
Oh, great.
Danny!
My name is Danny
and I deserve love.
My name is Danny
and I deserve love.
Danny!
I'm having a crap!
You see her Oscar speech?
- Who?
- Paltrow's.
Weeping fucking vagina.
Danny!
- What?!
- You fall in, mate?
- Hello.
- Fix the young lady's glasses.
Yep.
Danny, fix the glasses.
Ok!
Tell you what, love, pop back in
a minute, I'll have it sorted.
Alright. Thanks.
- Oh, fuck!
- See that, Harry?
I believe I did, Les.
- Danny's got himself a crush.
- Piss off, Les.
I swear she's
destined for the screen
Closest thing
to Michelle Pfeiffer
That you've ever seen, oh
Lady, running down
to the riptide
Taken away to the dark side
I wanna be
your left-hand man...
Well, you have a beautiful day
and enjoy that.
I will. And I will.
What a hottie.
- Him?
- He's been here since you left.
Kept staring at me. I think
he wants my number or something.
Very nice.
Got to be fucking kidding me!
Come on!
It's Dark Ruler the favourite.
- Come on!
- But Bail Bonds is going...
Come on!
Bail Bonds nails
the favourite...
- Fuck you!
- Another blow for punters.
Nice tip, Turfie.
Cup of tea?
Sure, mate.
Danny, put the kettle on.
Been meaning to ask you...
Did you manage to locate
that little thing I mentioned?
You've been meaning to ask me
or are you asking me again?
You've got to be precise, Harry.
Fine.
Can you get me the bloody gun?
Then yes. Yes, I can.
I still don't know
why you want it, though.
I'll pop by your place later.
It's bloody hot out there.
Yeah. What can I do for you?
Well, I was hoping to get
some money for my video camera.
- Loan or sell?
- Sell it, I guess.
Got the new model now.
I'll have a look.
I don't really have
a big demand for them.
As you know, they've got new
models out every second month.
You can pick them up
for bugger-all these days.
It's a bit old.
- What do you want for it?
- Oh, I think about 750, 800.
Oh, I'd probably help you out
with a couple of hundred,
but that's about it.
It's 18 months old, mate.
You'd get a grand for it, easy.
I tell you what,
I'll make it 250.
If not, you could try
up the road.
400. I don't wanna
carry it around
and you get rid of it
real quick.
250. Take it or leave it.
300. It's got to be
worth that at least.
No.
Alright, 250.
There you go, mate.
Pleasure doing business
with you.
Pleasure's all yours, I'm sure.
There's a sucker born
every minute.
Yes, stuff him and his
"I got the new model" shit.
How's that tea coming, Danny?
Two secs. Almost done.
There you go.
- Sort that out, will you?
- Yeah.
Good on you, Danny.
I wish I was his age again.
Oh, don't give me that
"I'd do it differently" crap!
No. I'd probably do it
all the same.
I just can't remember anymore.
It's like it's fading.
I know it's up here,
but the rest of me is hollow
or something.
Harry, what the fuck
are you talking about?
See what I mean?
I've got no fucking idea
anymore.
Yeah, you don't know
what you're talking about.
You've got it all, mate.
You've got more money
than you need.
You don't work.
Beautiful wife, top kids.
You're right.
I've got it all.
So what am I doing
hanging around here for?
I'll see you out.
- Danny...
- Yeah.
You treat her right, mate.
Yeah. Sure, Harry.
A lot of memories, eh?
Yep.
Yuppies in shoeboxes now.
Fucking cunts.
See you tonight.
It's fine. It is.
It's just... different
to what I thought.
These Aussie fuckers
are really weird.
You're probably right, Mother.
Is that my Vikram?
You tell him I love him
from the tip of my nose
to the ends of my toes.
And with my whole heart.
You better go.
No. Nothing, my love.
I will call again soon.
I love you both.
Yes.
Hmm! I'd fuck her.
Yeah... no.
Fuck her too!
No!
Hey, hey.
What about her? She's your type.
Nah. You already did.
Did I?
Hey, you know, I'm hungry.
- Same.
- You got any money?
$7.80. Well, you got anything?
What do you want?
- Thai Viet?
- Thai Viet?
I always thought that was
a weird name for a restaurant.
- Tastes good.
- No, it's shit, mate.
It's got MSG in it, you know.
MSG. Monosodium glutamate.
They put it in
to enhance flavour, right?
Bad for you.
Destroys your heart.
Makes your ears ring.
It's shit.
What do you want, then?
You know what, I wouldn't mind
going down to Lai's
and getting a couple of those
really big "pos".
- What do you reckon?
- Fucking soup?
- Yes! It's good for you, mate.
- It's hot!
So what? It'd make your muscles
grow. That's what you want.
Give us the coin. Come on!
Come on!
Alright.
You beauty. Let's go!
I'll see you at Littles!
Alright, fine!
I'll get it!
I'll fucking get it!
Fuck!
Ok. There you go.
Ok. Bye-bye.
Hmm. What you want?
Uh...
I say... what you want?
Uh, how much
for a combination "pow"?
Combination pho?
Yeah.
$12 large, $9 small.
Ok, I'll get a small, then.
- That all?
- Yeah.
Actually, you know what?
I'm just...
Would it be ok if we put that
into two bowls?
You want small soup in two bowl?
Please?
Ok, five minute.
Thanks.
Poodles?
- Oh, Poodles!
- Poodles?
Poodles, you're a very bad boy.
Hey, Les, Les. Check this out.
It was on the memory card.
Poodles, you've made a mess.
I knew there was something
funny about that prick.
Poodles,
have you been a bad boy?
Clean it up.
I want a grand from it.
What to do with Poodles today...
I can think of a few things
we should do with Poodles today.
Hey, hey, hey!
Why you take my magazine?
Oh, shit. I'm sorry.
It was just the star signs.
I wanted to take it
back to my mate.
Well, next time you ask me.
Ok. I mean, it's only old news.
My old news, not yours.
Why you want old star signs?
Oh, you know,
I'm thinking about going back,
making a few changes.
You strange man.
Maybe, but you know what?
I'm not strange to me.
I'm normal.
Ok, your food ready.
$9.
Oh, shit!
I'm sorry. I'm $1.20 short.
Next time, you $1.20 more.
- Ok.
- Hey.
Good luck with
your reincarnation.
Thanks, Lai.
You're the bomb. I love you.
I'm bloody starving.
Heat us up some
of that food, will ya?
Ooh, nah, I can't do that.
That's mine, Lai said.
Yeah, well, it's my microwave
so we can share it.
Huh.
Yeah, alright.
- G'day.
- Hi.
Um, I was hoping
you could help me.
That's always the plan.
Yeah, I'm looking
for some jewellery.
Well, we've got plenty of that.
What are you after?
Oh, no, no. Sorry.
I'm not making myself clear.
It's, um... it's the necklace
and the bracelet in that photo.
Were these stolen?
No.
Well... yes.
You need to make a police report
with the exact details
of the items.
List any identifying features...
No, no. I don't care
about the jewellery.
This is about my son.
I know he has been in here
because I've actually found
the receipts from your shop
in... in the pockets
of his jeans.
He would've had to have
had proper ID
and claim any items as his own.
No, look. I'm not trying
to get you into trouble, ok?
He's... sold half my house
to places like this.
Three weeks ago,
this necklace went missing
and I have not seen him since.
He is a good boy.
He's just lost his way, ok?
I am asking for your help.
What's his name? Maybe
I can check the records.
James Montgomery.
Oh, I've got a...
That's him, but he... he was
a little bit younger there.
He was a bit...
I'll just be a minute.
You recognise him?
Yeah, he's been in
a little bit. Why?
His mum's out front. He's taken
her gold and disappeared.
Nah, it'd be a while ago. Don't
think he's brought in gold.
Have a look at the files.
His name's James Montgomery.
Righto.
Danny's looking it up now.
Ok.
Huh...
Is this it?
Can I get you anything?
Would you like a glass of water?
No, thank you.
Les.
James has been in three times.
The last time was six weeks ago.
Six weeks ago?
What... what did he sell?
Three games and an Xbox.
His Xbox?
I'll tell you what I can do.
Can we keep the photo of James?
And I'll get your number.
Ok.
Oh... Sorry. Have you got a pen?
Ah. Thanks.
When he pops up,
I'll be sure to let you know.
"When he pops up."
I like that.
Thanks.
I wouldn't worry
too much, Jennifer.
Kids these days
keep their own times.
Yep. I'm sure you're right.
Oh, this is fucking cold!
What took so fucking long?
There you go, mate.
It wasn't long, ok?
It was busy. That's all.
What's your problem? You've got
nowhere to be, have ya?
Just hungry. That's all.
Fucking small.
It's not small, mate.
It looks normal to me.
You're just getting bigger.
Look at ya.
Oh, that's bloody good, mate.
What?!
- Move!
- God.
Shit. Look at that
angry bastard, mate.
Fucking built like a gorilla.
- He ain't that big.
- Oh, he is, mate. Strong too.
- It's all roids.
- Yeah, it is too, isn't it?
You could fucking take him,
Pauly. Don't you think?
- Bloody oath, I could.
- Yeah, on a good day.
It's not the size
of the dog in the fight,
it's the size
of the fight in the dog.
Bigger they are,
harder they fall.
- Exactly. What are your fists?
- Fists of iron.
- What would you do with them?
- Put him to sleep!
Exactly.
He's a nasty bastard.
Ooh, shit. Fuck, Pauly.
- He's looking over at us, mate.
- What?
Shit. Don't look at him!
Don't look at him, mate.
Fucking hell. Shit, Pauly,
he's fucking gonna come over.
- Are you ready for this?
- Yeah.
- What are your fists?
- Fists of iron!
- What are you gonna do?
- Put him to sleep!
Here he is! Ready? Ready? Go!
The fuck you want?!
Sorry, man. That's it!
A fucking killer!
He's a fucking killer, this boy!
- Nah, you look after me.
- You're funny, mate!
You're such a funny bloke!
- Soup's all over the street now.
- Why'd you do that?
Why'd you do that, mate?
That's wasteful.
'Cause you're a shit-stirrer.
That's why.
- I spent good money on that.
- Yeah, my money!
I'll make us a HOT tea.
Well, that is fascinating.
Huh.
I need a loan.
- Hmph, how much do you want?
- 9 grand.
Nah, you can buy 'em new
for under that.
It's a Breitling chronograph,
water resistant up to 100m.
- Yeah, it's two.
- What?
- It's 200m.
- Yeah, fucking 200m, then.
Look, it's a nice piece,
mate, it is, but...
...you got a chip on the face,
there's a scratch down the back.
The best I can do...
is two and a half on loan.
Two and a half grand?
Are you fucking kidding me?
If you've got the box, papers,
I'll stretch it to three if...
- This your place, is it?
- No. No, I just work here.
I suggest you find your boss
in the next minute
or I'll reach
around this counter
and get my own fucking loan,
you little cunt.
Hey, Les!
What can I do for you?
Your mate here offered me three
grand on my watch. I need nine.
- Three grand?
- That's right.
Bit steep, Danny.
Would've thought a grand tops.
- Oh-ho! Funny fuck too, are ya?
- We're not interested.
Oh, fuck!
I'll fucking get you.
I'll come back
with my whole fucking crew
and take your
whole fucking shop!
- I beg your pardon?
- You heard me, you deaf cunt!
I'll come and take
everything you fucking have!
Your money, your gold,
your fucking dog, your...!
- Fuck!
- Doors, Danny!
Fuck! You... Oh!
- Ugh!
- What was that you were saying?
I'll get you.
I don't give a fuck.
Ohh!
Huh!
Now you listen to me,
you fucking germ.
If you ever
come around here again,
the last thing you'll see
is the top of a mincer.
I'll feed you to that
fucking dog for a month.
Understand?
- Les!
- You understand?
- LES!
- You fucking understand?!
Hey, Les, Les! Enough! Enough!
Off!
- What's your name?
- Uhh...
- What's your fucking name?!
- Look.
Jason Spears, 212 Khartoum
Street, West Footscray.
There you go!
Now fuck off.
Not the front way. You're not
going out the front way.
Fuck...
Hang on.
Now piss off.
Fucking cunt.
You do the floors, mate.
I'll do the rest.
Phew...
Uh-oh. Look.
Dickhead's gonna get a ticket.
- Fuck him.
- Fuck him.
I'm still hungry now.
There you go, mate.
You sure?
Yeah, go ahead, mate.
I'm full.
What's it say?
It says, "Help me!
"I'm trapped in a Chinese bakery
and I can't get out."
Poor bloke.
Mate, I was joking.
It was a joke.
Well, maybe.
Maybe not.
We're all in jail in some way.
That's true, mate.
That's true.
It's a cunt of a world
and a world full of cunts.
Look. I told ya. Look.
He's getting a fucking ticket.
He'll be pissed
now, the fucking meathead.
Yeah, he might actually
come after us this time.
But I'll be alright, won't I,
'cause I'm with the killer!
- The killer, matey!
- Fuck off.
Here's one.
"Creative person needed,
sense of adventure required,
"to join our dynamic team.
"Immediate start.
Full training provided."
- Sounds alright.
- What do you actually do?
It doesn't say.
What's it matter? It's a job.
Yeah, it's a job.
So in a perfect world,
you can do anything, right?
What would you do?
- Hmm...
- Anything at all.
World is your oyster type thing.
You can't laugh.
Yeah, go on.
A builder.
What?
Not of houses and things.
No, no, no. Of boats.
- Boats?
- Yeah.
Well... when I was little,
my dad would take me to the pier
and we'd go fishing
and we'd look at all
these different ships
and we'd invent
these stories about them,
about where they'd been,
what they'd seen,
where they were going,
all of that.
That's cute.
Yeah, and then...
...and then he moved away
and he would send me
these models to build
and I would build them
and take a photo
and send him the photo.
And then they stopped coming
and I never
heard from him again.
Jesus.
Yeah.
Well, Mum says he was
a real prick anyway.
You're an odd one, you know?
It's others who are odd.
- You want a coffee?
- Nah, I'm good.
You sure? I have to get
my glasses anyway.
Alright, then, strong skinny...
Skinny soy with three sugars.
I know.
- Soy!
- Soy!
How's your hand?
It's alright.
I made that for you.
I see you missed a spot.
Hey, mate, would you please
have a spare smoke?
- Piss off.
- Oh, ok.
Thanks anyway.
You got any change left
for a Slurpee or something?
What, you got worms
or something?
It's 40 degrees out here!
And only dogs get worms.
- No, they don't.
- Yes, they do.
- No, humans get 'em as well.
- Bullshit.
Oh, ok. It's bullshit, Lassie.
Oh, here she is!
Hey, you miss me, sweetheart?
The man who reads palms.
Spends most of his time
with it, he does.
Hey, um, you got a spare ciggie?
- Uh, only rollies.
- Great.
A girl after me own heart.
- Hey, can you get worms?
- What?
Can a human get worms?
Mm-hm, of course.
Right. Fuck, I thought
it was just dogs, hey?
- Learn something new every day.
- Hah! Not him.
Be lucky if he learns
something new every month.
- He just learned something then.
- Yeah, whatever, smartarse.
- Ta.
- You want one?
Nah, I'm in training.
Cool. Uh, all the best
with the training.
Thanks for the smoke.
Huh.
- Hey.
- Hey.
Hello, Juliet.
- Sorry?
- Shut up, Les.
Sorry. Don't worry about him.
- It stinks in here.
- What?
- Like, uh, bleach.
- Oh...
Danny's just done his annual
clean-up, haven't you?
Les, shut up!
Well, I'll leave you two alone,
then, shall I?
Les! Piss off.
Come on.
- Sorry about that.
- It's fine.
- I'll get your glasses, then.
- Great.
Did you fix them ok?
Yeah, yeah, yeah. It was fine.
And I've got
something else for you.
- Hold on for a sec.
- Ok.
- How you going, Casanova?
- Oh, piss off, Les.
- Here you go.
- What is it?
It's nothing. Don't open it now.
Open it later.
- Ok.
- Yeah.
Um, I just need
my glasses to see it.
Oh, shit. Yeah. Sorry.
- There you go.
- Thank you.
- Do I owe you anything?
- Huh?
- Money for...
- Oh, no, no, no. It's fine.
Ok, thank you, Danny.
I'll see you soon.
Yep, see you soon.
- See you. 'Bye.
- 'Bye.
Well, Ruby and I
have just had a little chat
and we just wanna say
we're very proud of you.
Very smooth.
I feel sick.
That's yours.
- I'll be back in a minute.
- Where are you going?
Listen to this one.
Salmon and hoisin citrus.
You got orange juice,
scallion, hoisin,
hoisin, coriander seeds,
orange zest and cilantro.
What the hell's cilantro?
I dunno.
Sounds good, though.
I love salmon.
Yeah? I like chicken.
You got no class,
Danny. None at all.
Hmph.
Oh, this bloody tooth
is killing me.
I've gotta get to
the post office before 4:00.
Oh, it says here
cilantro is coriander.
Why don't they just
say 'coriander'?
Hello. I was in here before.
What could I do for you?
I think I left something behind.
Oh, yeah? What was that?
Um, there was a memory card
in a camera that I sold.
I can have a look
for you if you like.
- What was your name again?
- Tony. Tony Robinson.
Thanks a lot, mate.
I appreciate it.
You know, normally
I'd just leave it, but
it's got the kids' party on it
and the missus would kill me.
- This it?
- Yeah, that's it, that's it.
- It should still be inside.
- Cool.
- Nup, nothing here.
- It's gotta be there.
I've looked everywhere.
Should still be in there.
Can I have a look?
I've searched everywhere.
Oh, hold on, hold on.
I might have left it over there
before I gave it a clean.
Hey?
Lucky day.
Thank you. That's it.
Thanks very much.
- It's my pleasure.
- Thanks, guys.
No worries.
I'm glad we could help.
Oh, well.
Have a good weekend, guys.
Same to you, Poodles.
Hit the tree. Hit the tree,
hit the tree! Don't, don't.
- Oh, here she is. Hey!
- Oh, hi again.
- How are you, sweetheart?
- Good! 'Bye again. Oh! Sorry.
Why don't you watch
where you're fucking going?
- Piss off. I said I was sorry.
- You alright?
Yeah, I'm fine.
Ok, ok. I'm sorry.
Maybe I wasn't watching
where I was going.
Ok. Apology accepted.
Thank you! Now fuck off.
I love that girl so much, man.
Hey, what were you
gonna do to him, killer?
Oh, fucking slap him!
Slap him like this!
- Oh, oh!
- And like this! And like this!
Ohh!
Danny.
- Danny?
- Hmm?
- Oh, sorry, mate.
- That's ok.
Need a hand with something?
Uh, how much for this one here?
Whereabouts?
Third from the left,
second back row.
- Ooh, nice taste.
- Thank you.
That's a Tiffany design.
It's white gold, two carat.
I'd need 3,300.
Right, I can't
get near that one.
What about a lay-by?
- I need it tonight.
- Fair enough.
I figure she's more
likely to say yes
with something for her finger.
- Yeah, I hear that's the way.
- This one here.
- How much for this one?
- Oh, no, that's even more.
- That's four and a half.
- Fuck.
- I'm sure she's worth it.
- Of course she's worth it.
She's worth much more
than any of this.
I just don't have the money.
What about this one,
in the red box?
Yeah, that's cool.
Antique. It's white gold,
about 0.25 in chips.
- What's the damage?
- Ooh.
I'd need 1,100. Even then
we're barely breaking even.
That's the one.
I know it.
Can I have a look?
Do you have a girl?
Nup. Not really.
Yes, you do.
Uh, what's your name?
- Danny.
- I'm Jay.
So listen, Danny. I'm just
gonna be honest with you.
Uh, I've got $935 on me.
That's absolutely it.
I need that ring today.
So can you please help me out?
Yeah, ok. 935.
Thank you, Danny.
Thank you so much, man.
It's my pleasure.
I'll grab a bag for you.
She's gonna absolutely
love that.
- I'm sure she will.
- I hope she does.
She better love it.
- Oh, money.
- Hey? No, no. Give it to him.
Got yourself a bargain.
Here you go.
- Thanks heaps, Danny.
- No worries.
Hey, good luck for tonight.
Thank you.
935?
- Yep.
- Could have got 1,100 easy.
- Nah, he didn't have it.
- Of course he did!
I loaned 250 bucks a year ago
and it's sat there since.
Still should've tried, Danny.
We made almost 700.
No, I made almost 700.
Alright, you made almost 700.
- Yeah, that's right.
- Oh, grumpy cunt.
- What?
- Oh, nothing.
I've gotta make the post office.
Oh, New York for sure, man!
- Yeah?
- Or maybe Disneyland.
Jesus Christ,
anywhere in the world
and you wanna go
to bloody Disneyland?
Mate, what are ya? 12 years old?
They reckon it takes three days
just to walk around in.
Oh, whoop-de-do! Walking around
three days in Disneyland?
I can't think of anything worse.
- Well, where would you go, then?
- Honestly?
I might go to Japan. Yeah.
I think that looks pretty good,
mate. Culturally different.
- Better than here.
- Get yourself a geisha, hey?
A what?
You know, a Japanese prozzie.
Mate, the word you're
looking for is 'oiran'. 'Oiran'.
Geisha don't fuck.
I'd love to go to Japan,
I tell ya.
I used to have this mate
in high school.
He was Japanese. Funny fuck.
- Could fight like a trooper.
- Karate kid, hey?
He gave me his number, told me
I could call anytime I want.
And I might. I might actually
just up and leave.
- What? What's so funny?
- That must've been 20 years ago!
You think he's still
expecting you?
It's not 20 years ago.
It was in high school.
It was... 1993. Fuck!
Hey, Danny son!
- 20 years ago...
- Carlo's off to Japan soon.
Shut up, mate! Don't fucking
tell other people that.
- Forget about him, mate!
- Got a special invite, he does.
- Special invite.
- You know the problem with you?!
You got no fucking respect!
You forgotten whose couch
you're sleeping on tonight?
You fucking little
homeless prick!
I might fucking go to Japan,
leave you here on your own.
See how you
fucking survive then!
- You like?
- Yeah.
Did you hear that? That's
the sound of your heart beat.
27 minutes, 4 seconds.
27 minutes, 2 seconds.
27 minutes.
Oh, fuck, I'm bored.
Does that help?
Wanna come out later?
A bunch of us
are going down Chapel.
Or my cousin's having
people over at his place.
He's got some gorgeous friends.
It's not really my thing.
Hey, guess who wrote me a poem.
What? Who?
Danny.
- Danny?
- From the pawn shop.
- Fuck off. No, he didn't.
- Yeah.
Well, what did it say?
It's just really, really sweet.
Well, it's kind of weird.
He's a bit odd.
No-one's ever
written me a poem before.
Wow. Danny the dark horse.
Hey, I wonder
if he's hung like one.
Can I help you with something?
Oh, yes. I need to purchase
a location device for a car.
- A GPS?
- Yes, yes, a GPS.
Well, what sort are you after?
Perhaps you could
explain the different costs
and the qualities of the items.
Well, we've got
sat-nav, iNav, TomTom...
It depends what you want.
What are you mainly
gonna use it for?
- Pizzas.
- Pizzas?
- Oh, delivery of.
- Oh, fair enough.
Well, you just want
something basic.
This starts at 85
and they go up from there.
Simple, reliable.
You'll find your way around.
I'm sure it's a very fine item.
It's just more
than I can afford.
How much have you got?
- I can spend up to the $50.
- Well, I tell you what.
Leave me the 50,
pop in next week,
fix me up with the rest
and it's yours.
I am to start the job tonight.
I thank you anyway
for the offer, Mr...?
- Les.
- Thank you anyway, Mr Les.
You sure you wanna
deliver pizzas?
It can get pretty hairy
around here.
Hairy, yes, but my options
are currently limited.
It's either this
or driving the taxis.
- What do you normally do?
- Oh, I was a dentist.
- No shit?
- No shits at all, Mr Les.
So you reckon you're pretty good
at this dentistry thing, do you?
I had a successful
practice in India.
Is that right?
I hope to have
the same opportunity here.
Ugh! Jesus fucking Christ!
Excuse me,
have you got two bucks
for my little baby
to get some milk?
Come on, man. Come on.
Just two bucks?
Oh, you fuckin' dog!
Hey, have you got two bucks
for my little baby's milk?
It's fuckin' boiling
and she needs a drink.
Come on. Be a sweetheart.
Please? Please?
You got no kid.
Fuck off, then,
you do-gooding cunt!
Tiger, mate.
Tiger, alright?
Tigers are bigger,
heavier, stronger,
plus they live on their own.
Probably explains
why they're so angry.
Maybe the lion's got more
to fight for, though.
No! Tiger.
Everyone knows tiger wins
any day of the week.
Yeah, well, panther
beats them both. You know why?
- Let me guess.
- That's right.
'Cause they're black!
Dave Sands, Lionel Rose,
Anthony Mundine
and Paul 'The Kid' Carr.
What did you just say?
- Pauly 'The Kid'.
- You're not a fucking kid!
- How old are ya?
- 30.
Exactly.
Pauly 'The Kid'!
- Oh, fuck me gently.
- What?
I think I'm in love.
I know her.
- Oh, piss off.
- I do.
Call her over, then.
Alright.
Hey, Claire! Come and say hi.
- Oh, hey. How's it going?
- Top of the world, lovely.
- How about you?
- Same old.
Running late for work.
Excuse me, Claire,
let me introduce you
to my very good friend
Pauly 'The Kid' Carr.
- Hello.
- Hey.
That's what horses eat.
True, but they prefer sugar.
I gotta go.
- See ya, darlin'.
- Nice to meet you, Claire.
Nice to meet you,
Pauly 'The Kid'.
Ooh!
She's beautiful.
How the fuck do you know her?
I used to see her
up at the flats all the time.
Started talking to her.
She's a pretty smart cookie.
- Does she work around here?
- She works everywhere.
She's a stripper.
Even better.
Oh, dream on!
- Hey, tell me something.
- What?
What's a stripper do
when they got their, um...
You know.
What? I don't know
what you're talking about.
- Their periods.
- Oh, Jesus Christ.
Sometimes I wonder
what goes through
that pea-sized brain of yours.
I'm just asking, man. Do they
stop work? What do they do?
Well, I don't know, but I've
been told they use a sea sponge.
What, from the beach?
Yeah, but you can
get 'em at any chemist.
And they just put it up there?
Well, I suppose so, mate.
I tell ya, why don't you ask
Claire next time you see her?
Say, "Hey, Claire,
do you use a sea sponge?"
Hey, mind if I nick off early?
- No, of course not. Go.
- Thanks, babe.
Ohh, I just feel like I can't
fucking breathe in here.
Why don't you split early too?
Nah, I've almost finished.
Hey, have a good weekend
at the club... party thing.
I'll tell you one thing -
someone's gonna
get lucky for sure!
Danny!
This is Harsha, my dentist.
- Nice to meet you, Mr Danny.
- Yeah, you too, mate.
Grab us that sat-nav,
will you, please?
Yep.
There you go. That'll get you
where you need to be.
A thousand
bloody thanks, Mr Les.
I can drop
the rest in next week.
Oh, don't worry, I don't think
this dentistry thing's
gonna work out for you.
I'll let you in
on a little secret.
I'm a much better dentist
than a driver.
Don't be a stranger.
I shan't. I won't.
- Goodbye, Mr Danny.
- Yep, see you, mate.
Nice guy, that.
Shockin' fucking dentist,
but a nice guy.
Maybe you've just got bad teeth.
Maybe! Maybe I do!
Alright.
Are you gonna wish me luck?
You don't want my luck, Danny.
But you may as well have this.
- Jesus. Are you sure?
- You don't want it?
I do.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
Now piss off
before I change my mind.
Hey.
Thanks, Les.
It seems like such a pity just
to leave it sitting there, eh?
So you wanna do this?
Yeah, fuck him. In you get.
- Alright, I'm driving.
- Great.
Just make it quick,
will you, Fangio?
Whoo!
- Where to?
- Disneyland, please, driver.
Shit, Pauly! For fuck's sake!
- You told me you could drive!
- Yeah, hang on, hang on.
Go, mate. Fucking go, go, go!
Go!
Hello?
Sorry, we're closed.
Oh, hi.
I'll just be a minute, love.
How's your glasses?
Um, good. Completely fixed.
I thought you might like this.
Uh, that's tonight.
Yep.
Are you going?
No, I just make him nervous.
I thought you might
like to go, though.
Yeah, of course, of course.
Why didn't he say anything?
Cat got his tongue,
never gave it back.
What does that mean?
He's been through a lot,
young Danny.
- Hey, you should come.
- Nah, I've done enough.
You have a good night.
- I'll catch you later.
- 'Bye.
Oh, lady
Running down to the riptide
Taken away to the dark side
I wanna be your left-hand man
I love you
When you're singing that song
And I got a lump in my throat
'Cause you're gonna
sing the words wrong
I got a lump in my throat
'Cause you're gonna
sing the words wrong
- What's this?
- Oi, bro.
We should go look
for some chicks.
We can sell this shit, mate.
Oh, shit! Bingo!
Dad!
- Pizza.
- Thanks, mate.
You don't know where...
- Keep the change.
- I'm going to...
- Thank you.
- No worries.
Just wanna see
another side of you
You don't know
what I'm going through...
I just wanna show you the way
Change is what we need
- New places...
- Huh...
For you and me
It's those friends of mine
The smiling friends of mine
It's those friends of mine
Those crazy friends of mine
They've gotta let me in
I've gotta let you out
I've gotta
let me in
Scream and shout
Ohh-ohh
Ohh-ohh
Ohh-ohh-ohh-ohh-ohh-ohh
And it's those friends of mine
The smiling friends of mine
It's those friends of mine
Those crazy friends of mine...
Stranger on the road again
I'm lost in outer space,
my friend
What's gonna bring me back...
And fight a pain
That tears my heart again...
You're alright.
You nervous, mate?
No.
I'm gonna be extraordinary.
Ohh...
Ohh...
Pauly?
Pauly?
I, uh...
Huh, nah.
Thanks.
- Hi.
- Fuck!
Hi.
You're late
to your own exhibition.
How did you find out?
Uh, through Les.
Les?
Jesus.
- You cool?
- Yeah.
Yeah, I'm cool.
Danny! There are a couple
of people I want you to meet.
- Yeah. Bridget, this is Kate.
- Hi.
Hi. Grab a drink.
I won't keep him too long.
Ok.
I think I'm gonna shit myself.
What? Twice in one day?
Ohh...
Here he is - Danny.
Come meet these guys.
See you later.
- Here he is - Danny.
- Hey, how are you going?
Nice to meet you.
Yeah, we'll talk.
Yeah, just excuse me
for one minute.
Ok.
Oh, hi, superstar.
Piss off.
Did you do all of these?
Yep. What do you think?
I think you're a freak.
A beautiful bloody freak.
Let's get out of here.
- Where?
- Wherever you want.
What about all your fans?
- I thought you were one.
- Nuh-uh.
No, I came for the free drink.
I wanna show you something.
Well? We go in?
Beautiful night.
Come on. Early bird catch worm.
They look like tiny specks.
I heard if you throw a coin
off the Eiffel Tower,
you could kill someone.
Yeah?
If you hit them
in the right spot.
Or the wrong spot.
Imagine that.
You're walking down the street
and then, bang, you're gone.
You wouldn't know.
We come into
this world alone, you say
And we're gonna
leave it the same
Everything's up to you,
you say
Ain't no-one else
here to blame
It's up to you
to make your stand
It's up to you to win
There's a lot of wisdom
in your words, my love
Please remember this
We all need a little love
Someone who will hold us close
Remind us that
we're not alone down here
Oh, dear
I love you more
than you probably wanna hear
You're a tough little cookie,
I know, my love
When you spill your milk,
you yell
And you don't ask
many favours, love
'Cause you're the one
that gives
And you ain't got
too much time for crying
And none for bitterness
On you the world depends
My love
Please remember this...
Here's a story,
four in the morning
Four in a tuk tuk,
get stalling
With the rain
of the old gods falling
Spirits of Angkor calling,
One in, all in, opium boiling
Following the overnight gains,
the Australian market is set to
open almost 10 points higher.
In Europe, the FTSE was up almost 1%.
Gold recovered from early
losses, while oil gained...
In other news,
a government spokesman
has suggested that part of
the proposed reform package
will be passed on
to small business.
One caller has suggested
that the added taxes would...
Yeah, that'd be right,
you fucking cunt!
Come on.
Dot King was whittled
from the bone of Cain
With a little drop of poison
in the red, red blood
She need a way
to turn around the bend
She said I want to walk away
and start all over again
There are things I've done
I can't erase
I want to look in the mirror,
see another face
I said never,
but I'm doing it again
I wanna walk away
and start over again
No more rain
No more
roses
I'm on
my way
Shake my thirst
in a cool, cool pond
There's a winner
in every place
There's a heart that's beating
in every page
The beginning of it
starts at the end
Well, it's time to walk away
and start over again
Weather's murder at 103
William Ray shot Corabell Lee
A yellow dog knows
when he has sinned
You wanna walk away
and start over again
No more rain
No more roses
I'm on my way
Shaking my thirst
in a cool, cool pond
Cooper told Maui
the whole block's gone
They're dying for jewellery,
money and clothes
I always get out
of the trouble I'm in
I want to walk away
And start over again
I left my Bible
by the side of the road
Carved my initials
in an old dead tree
I'm going away
but I'm going to be back when
It's time to walk away
and start over again
Ho ho, yeah
Hmm-hm hm-hm-hm
Hmm-mm hm-hm-hm, yeah
Time to
walk away
Gotta walk away
Gotta
walk away
Just wanna walk away, yeah
Wanna
walk away
And start over again
Wanna walk away
Wanna walk away...
Wanna
walk away
Wanna walk...
You're late.
- This is your fucking job.
- Yep, you're right.
I was stuck in traffic.
You were on the bloody tram,
Danny!
Yeah, well, trams go
in traffic too, Les.
The jug's just boiled.
And we need some change.
Righto.
And take Ruby with ya.
She's a bit backed up.
Hey, Les.
I've got to knock off a bit
early today. Is that alright?
Les?
- What, you got a hot date, mate?
- No, I don't.
I've got that thing on
tonight, remember?
Yeah, well,
make sure all that shit
in the corner's online first.
Then you and your man can have
a beautiful night out.
Ha ha!
It's actually a pretty big deal.
It's kind of important to me.
Come on.
Come on.
- Hey, hey, yeah...
- Sit. Stay.
Oh!
You fucking freak!
You fucking cunts!
Very fucking original.
- You're a freak, mate.
- Love your hair.
- Better legs than me!
- Yeah, yeah, big fucking men!
Eh?
I know you.
I've seen you here giving out
blow jobs to anyone who asks.
Piss off.
You might be able to fool
your monkey fucking friends.
- Go away.
- But I fucking know you.
Fuck off, mate.
- Who you calling monkeys?
- Piss off! Keep walking!
That's it. Dirty.
Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah.
G'day, Paige.
- How are they hangin'?
- I smell like a fucking egg.
Would you do us a favour,
lend us a towel?
I could probably rustle you up
a bit of a rag or something.
Beggars can't be choosers.
So, what's up with you,
pussycat?
Well, you know, people
come in here bullshitting
and leave pissed off.
- I'm living the dream.
- Glad I asked.
- Where's the boy?
- Oh, who knows with him?
What are you after, anyway?
I need a loan.
Just for a couple of days.
Righto, then. What do you got?
I've got about 14.
A couple of doubles.
Uh, three or four are blu-ray.
40 bucks on loan.
Are you freaking wonky or what?
There's a couple of hundred
worth here.
Three of them are blu-ray.
Oh, I thought you said four.
- 35, then.
- Come on, Les.
- I need at least 150.
- Can't see it.
Look, I've got the kids
this weekend
and they're hassling me
to see bloody 'Iron Man'
or 'Spider-Man'
or...'Potterman'. Jesus!
Please, Les?
Ok, love. A hundred.
You know how to look after
a woman.
Yeah, I'm a bloody charmer.
Fuckin' hell, Rube.
I'll just be a minute, Harry.
Mate, are your eyes sewn on?
There you go, Paige.
You're all sorted. You have
yourself a good weekend.
Thanks, Les.
Happy bloody days!
Never thought I'd see you
short of a word, mate.
I swear to Christ, Les,
you get a bag of all sorts
in here, mate.
What the fuck was that?
So...
Just for today.
How's that?
Alright?
Oh, here he is,
Mr Casanova himself.
- Hey, what's happening, Danny?
- Working, Carlo. Running late.
What, you got no time for us?
Seems to me like you got time
for other people.
We saw you this morning drooling
over the bookstore window.
- You sneaky fuck!
- No, I wasn't.
- I was looking at something.
- Oh, yeah.
Don't talk shit
to a shit-talker, Dan!
Come on, Pauly, give the prick
a break, will ya?
He knows I'm joking.
You know I'm joking, eh, Danny?
Yeah, sure, Pauly. I gotta
get going. Les is being...
- Can you take a look at this?
- No. I told you, bring it in.
- Two seconds, Danny!
- For Christ sake!
Help him out with his bloody
phone. That'll be the end of it.
Hey, boy.
You're a smart dog,
aren't you, boy?
- She's a girl.
- Oh. Even better.
It's probably your battery.
There's rust all over it.
Yeah, help us out
with a new one.
Yeah, alright,
come into the shop, then.
Yeah. Yeah, sure thing.
Thanks, Dan!
Hey, Danny,
you should ask her out.
Hello, handsome.
Hey, Paige.
- You want a coffee?
- Yeah.
How's it going?
Oh, you know, I'd complain.
But who'd fucking listen?
True.
I was just in your shop...
...with Mr Personality.
Don't worry about him.
He's grumpy in his sleep.
What have you got there?
Oh, it's nothing.
It's just a book.
Oh! Come on.
'The 12 Steps To Finding Love'.
Who's the lucky girl?
It is a girl, isn't it?
Yes, of course it is.
Good for you.
Have you put on some weight?
Oh, a little bit, yeah.
- How's the head?
- Yeah, I'm good, I think.
Yeah, I'm... I'm stable.
No! No, that's
a place for horses.
You look good, Danny.
Just keep doing
what you're doing.
- I've got to get going.
- No worries.
- Take it easy, Paige.
- Good to see you, Danny boy.
Rubes.
It was a magnificent day
here at Flemington and...
There you go.
Can I help you with anything?
No. Just looking. Thanks.
This is a magnificent
card and a big race...
Where is he?
Afraid he might run off
with your change, mate?
No. He's got the bloody dog!
I was scared
of dentists and the dark
I was scared of pretty girls
And starting conversations
Yeah, all my friends
Are turning green
And you're
the magician's assistant
In their dreams
Ah-ooh
Ooh, ooh
Ah-ah, oh...
And they come unstuck
Lady...
- Forget the address?
- Hey, Harry.
- How are you, mate?
- Sorry. It was a long queue.
Ruby sort herself out?
Yes. Yes, she did.
Morning, Leslie.
- Ahhh! Morning, Danny.
- Good morning, Lai.
- I say, "Hello, Leslie."
- Yeah, I heard you.
Next door did too.
We're a bit busy at the moment.
Oh, yeah,
I see you are flat out.
Why you have time to talk to
friend and not say hello?
We're talking business, Lai.
Oh, I'm sorry,
Mr Big Shot Businessman.
Anyway, I just bring food.
But you're too busy to eat.
Danny... for you.
Thank you.
He should be busy too!
I'll come down
and see you later, love.
Ok, ok. You find time.
And maybe turn some fan on.
Oh, you worry you catch cold.
Oh, you can't actually
catch a cold.
You see, it's a virus.
Not transmitted by temperatures.
Otherwise, Eskimos
wouldn't get out of bed.
Oh, you two both so clever.
Ha and ha!
Leslie, I need talk to you
in private.
- Well, it better be quick!
- I'm sure it will be.
Oh, Mr Pawnshop man,
I can't pay my rent.
I need money for my kids.
What are you talking about?
I know what go on here.
But nobody...
...fuck with my man but me.
Ohhhh!
Ohh.
Ahhh!
Ahh!
Ohhh!
Ohhh!
Ohhhh!
Ohhh!
Ohhh!
Ohhhh!
Turn up the radio, mate.
Lai.
Ok, I go now.
Enjoy your food, Danny.
Will do. Thanks, Lai.
- What was that?
- I have no idea.
You really hit the jackpot
with her, mate.
Yeah.
Ooh! There you go.
What's cookin', good-lookin'?
You wouldn't know
what to do with it.
Yeah. Too bloody right!
She's right. You wouldn't know
what to do with it.
Oh, fuck!
Sorry.
Oh, I just touch these things
and they fall apart.
- Les will fix them for you.
- Who?
You know, the guy from
the pawnshop. You know him.
I don't know him.
I know of him.
Flutter the lashes,
pout the lips.
He'll probably just fix them
for free.
I think they just need a screw.
Don't we all?
Go on. Take them up there now.
I'll be fine here.
Ok.
Number one - what does
a cereologist study?
Breakfast.
Crop circles.
Alright. Number two - who am I?
I was born in 1977
in Devon, England.
Um, David Beckham.
No. Next clue.
I graduated with honours
in Greek and Latin
from University College, London.
- Definitely not Beckham.
- Yeah.
My band was originally known
as Starfish.
It's Chris Martin.
Bloody hell, Danny,
I'm playing with Harry.
Oh, sorry.
I am Christopher
Anthony John Martin.
- Nice one, Danny.
- Don't encourage him.
- I'm going to the toilet.
- Oh, fascinating.
G'day, darling.
Where are you off to today?
You don't mind if we walk
with you, eh?
Probably best, you know.
Dangerous neighbourhood and all.
- You'll be alright with us.
- Oh, yeah?
- Two knights in shining armour?
- I don't need no armour.
- I've got these bad boys.
- Uh-huh.
Shut up! Don't mind him.
Got dropped on his head
when he was a kid.
You know, when I think about it,
I might have been a knight
in a past life.
Had a big round table,
all that sort of stuff.
- You know history, huh?
- I read... lots of things.
If you want,
I can read your palm sometime.
- Uh, no, this is me.
- What you selling, love?
I can give you a quick appraisal
if you want
so you don't get ripped off.
I'll take my chances.
Oh, wow.
I did but see her passing by.
- Did you see that?
- And yet I love her till I die.
She winked at me.
Oh, Jesus Christ, Pauly,
you know,
sometimes you really are
a fucking retard.
You know he's married
to that actress?
- Who?
- Gwyneth Paltrow.
Shits me, that woman.
Hi. Are you Les?
- What can I do for you?
- I work at the bookshop.
Holly thought you might be able
to have a look at these for me.
You never know. Give us a look.
No. The screw's all twisted.
Sorry.
Oh. Thanks, anyway.
You could have fixed
her glasses.
Hello!
Hang on, love.
I might be able
to find something.
Oh, great.
Danny!
My name is Danny
and I deserve love.
My name is Danny
and I deserve love.
Danny!
I'm having a crap!
You see her Oscar speech?
- Who?
- Paltrow's.
Weeping fucking vagina.
Danny!
- What?!
- You fall in, mate?
- Hello.
- Fix the young lady's glasses.
Yep.
Danny, fix the glasses.
Ok!
Tell you what, love, pop back in
a minute, I'll have it sorted.
Alright. Thanks.
- Oh, fuck!
- See that, Harry?
I believe I did, Les.
- Danny's got himself a crush.
- Piss off, Les.
I swear she's
destined for the screen
Closest thing
to Michelle Pfeiffer
That you've ever seen, oh
Lady, running down
to the riptide
Taken away to the dark side
I wanna be
your left-hand man...
Well, you have a beautiful day
and enjoy that.
I will. And I will.
What a hottie.
- Him?
- He's been here since you left.
Kept staring at me. I think
he wants my number or something.
Very nice.
Got to be fucking kidding me!
Come on!
It's Dark Ruler the favourite.
- Come on!
- But Bail Bonds is going...
Come on!
Bail Bonds nails
the favourite...
- Fuck you!
- Another blow for punters.
Nice tip, Turfie.
Cup of tea?
Sure, mate.
Danny, put the kettle on.
Been meaning to ask you...
Did you manage to locate
that little thing I mentioned?
You've been meaning to ask me
or are you asking me again?
You've got to be precise, Harry.
Fine.
Can you get me the bloody gun?
Then yes. Yes, I can.
I still don't know
why you want it, though.
I'll pop by your place later.
It's bloody hot out there.
Yeah. What can I do for you?
Well, I was hoping to get
some money for my video camera.
- Loan or sell?
- Sell it, I guess.
Got the new model now.
I'll have a look.
I don't really have
a big demand for them.
As you know, they've got new
models out every second month.
You can pick them up
for bugger-all these days.
It's a bit old.
- What do you want for it?
- Oh, I think about 750, 800.
Oh, I'd probably help you out
with a couple of hundred,
but that's about it.
It's 18 months old, mate.
You'd get a grand for it, easy.
I tell you what,
I'll make it 250.
If not, you could try
up the road.
400. I don't wanna
carry it around
and you get rid of it
real quick.
250. Take it or leave it.
300. It's got to be
worth that at least.
No.
Alright, 250.
There you go, mate.
Pleasure doing business
with you.
Pleasure's all yours, I'm sure.
There's a sucker born
every minute.
Yes, stuff him and his
"I got the new model" shit.
How's that tea coming, Danny?
Two secs. Almost done.
There you go.
- Sort that out, will you?
- Yeah.
Good on you, Danny.
I wish I was his age again.
Oh, don't give me that
"I'd do it differently" crap!
No. I'd probably do it
all the same.
I just can't remember anymore.
It's like it's fading.
I know it's up here,
but the rest of me is hollow
or something.
Harry, what the fuck
are you talking about?
See what I mean?
I've got no fucking idea
anymore.
Yeah, you don't know
what you're talking about.
You've got it all, mate.
You've got more money
than you need.
You don't work.
Beautiful wife, top kids.
You're right.
I've got it all.
So what am I doing
hanging around here for?
I'll see you out.
- Danny...
- Yeah.
You treat her right, mate.
Yeah. Sure, Harry.
A lot of memories, eh?
Yep.
Yuppies in shoeboxes now.
Fucking cunts.
See you tonight.
It's fine. It is.
It's just... different
to what I thought.
These Aussie fuckers
are really weird.
You're probably right, Mother.
Is that my Vikram?
You tell him I love him
from the tip of my nose
to the ends of my toes.
And with my whole heart.
You better go.
No. Nothing, my love.
I will call again soon.
I love you both.
Yes.
Hmm! I'd fuck her.
Yeah... no.
Fuck her too!
No!
Hey, hey.
What about her? She's your type.
Nah. You already did.
Did I?
Hey, you know, I'm hungry.
- Same.
- You got any money?
$7.80. Well, you got anything?
What do you want?
- Thai Viet?
- Thai Viet?
I always thought that was
a weird name for a restaurant.
- Tastes good.
- No, it's shit, mate.
It's got MSG in it, you know.
MSG. Monosodium glutamate.
They put it in
to enhance flavour, right?
Bad for you.
Destroys your heart.
Makes your ears ring.
It's shit.
What do you want, then?
You know what, I wouldn't mind
going down to Lai's
and getting a couple of those
really big "pos".
- What do you reckon?
- Fucking soup?
- Yes! It's good for you, mate.
- It's hot!
So what? It'd make your muscles
grow. That's what you want.
Give us the coin. Come on!
Come on!
Alright.
You beauty. Let's go!
I'll see you at Littles!
Alright, fine!
I'll get it!
I'll fucking get it!
Fuck!
Ok. There you go.
Ok. Bye-bye.
Hmm. What you want?
Uh...
I say... what you want?
Uh, how much
for a combination "pow"?
Combination pho?
Yeah.
$12 large, $9 small.
Ok, I'll get a small, then.
- That all?
- Yeah.
Actually, you know what?
I'm just...
Would it be ok if we put that
into two bowls?
You want small soup in two bowl?
Please?
Ok, five minute.
Thanks.
Poodles?
- Oh, Poodles!
- Poodles?
Poodles, you're a very bad boy.
Hey, Les, Les. Check this out.
It was on the memory card.
Poodles, you've made a mess.
I knew there was something
funny about that prick.
Poodles,
have you been a bad boy?
Clean it up.
I want a grand from it.
What to do with Poodles today...
I can think of a few things
we should do with Poodles today.
Hey, hey, hey!
Why you take my magazine?
Oh, shit. I'm sorry.
It was just the star signs.
I wanted to take it
back to my mate.
Well, next time you ask me.
Ok. I mean, it's only old news.
My old news, not yours.
Why you want old star signs?
Oh, you know,
I'm thinking about going back,
making a few changes.
You strange man.
Maybe, but you know what?
I'm not strange to me.
I'm normal.
Ok, your food ready.
$9.
Oh, shit!
I'm sorry. I'm $1.20 short.
Next time, you $1.20 more.
- Ok.
- Hey.
Good luck with
your reincarnation.
Thanks, Lai.
You're the bomb. I love you.
I'm bloody starving.
Heat us up some
of that food, will ya?
Ooh, nah, I can't do that.
That's mine, Lai said.
Yeah, well, it's my microwave
so we can share it.
Huh.
Yeah, alright.
- G'day.
- Hi.
Um, I was hoping
you could help me.
That's always the plan.
Yeah, I'm looking
for some jewellery.
Well, we've got plenty of that.
What are you after?
Oh, no, no. Sorry.
I'm not making myself clear.
It's, um... it's the necklace
and the bracelet in that photo.
Were these stolen?
No.
Well... yes.
You need to make a police report
with the exact details
of the items.
List any identifying features...
No, no. I don't care
about the jewellery.
This is about my son.
I know he has been in here
because I've actually found
the receipts from your shop
in... in the pockets
of his jeans.
He would've had to have
had proper ID
and claim any items as his own.
No, look. I'm not trying
to get you into trouble, ok?
He's... sold half my house
to places like this.
Three weeks ago,
this necklace went missing
and I have not seen him since.
He is a good boy.
He's just lost his way, ok?
I am asking for your help.
What's his name? Maybe
I can check the records.
James Montgomery.
Oh, I've got a...
That's him, but he... he was
a little bit younger there.
He was a bit...
I'll just be a minute.
You recognise him?
Yeah, he's been in
a little bit. Why?
His mum's out front. He's taken
her gold and disappeared.
Nah, it'd be a while ago. Don't
think he's brought in gold.
Have a look at the files.
His name's James Montgomery.
Righto.
Danny's looking it up now.
Ok.
Huh...
Is this it?
Can I get you anything?
Would you like a glass of water?
No, thank you.
Les.
James has been in three times.
The last time was six weeks ago.
Six weeks ago?
What... what did he sell?
Three games and an Xbox.
His Xbox?
I'll tell you what I can do.
Can we keep the photo of James?
And I'll get your number.
Ok.
Oh... Sorry. Have you got a pen?
Ah. Thanks.
When he pops up,
I'll be sure to let you know.
"When he pops up."
I like that.
Thanks.
I wouldn't worry
too much, Jennifer.
Kids these days
keep their own times.
Yep. I'm sure you're right.
Oh, this is fucking cold!
What took so fucking long?
There you go, mate.
It wasn't long, ok?
It was busy. That's all.
What's your problem? You've got
nowhere to be, have ya?
Just hungry. That's all.
Fucking small.
It's not small, mate.
It looks normal to me.
You're just getting bigger.
Look at ya.
Oh, that's bloody good, mate.
What?!
- Move!
- God.
Shit. Look at that
angry bastard, mate.
Fucking built like a gorilla.
- He ain't that big.
- Oh, he is, mate. Strong too.
- It's all roids.
- Yeah, it is too, isn't it?
You could fucking take him,
Pauly. Don't you think?
- Bloody oath, I could.
- Yeah, on a good day.
It's not the size
of the dog in the fight,
it's the size
of the fight in the dog.
Bigger they are,
harder they fall.
- Exactly. What are your fists?
- Fists of iron.
- What would you do with them?
- Put him to sleep!
Exactly.
He's a nasty bastard.
Ooh, shit. Fuck, Pauly.
- He's looking over at us, mate.
- What?
Shit. Don't look at him!
Don't look at him, mate.
Fucking hell. Shit, Pauly,
he's fucking gonna come over.
- Are you ready for this?
- Yeah.
- What are your fists?
- Fists of iron!
- What are you gonna do?
- Put him to sleep!
Here he is! Ready? Ready? Go!
The fuck you want?!
Sorry, man. That's it!
A fucking killer!
He's a fucking killer, this boy!
- Nah, you look after me.
- You're funny, mate!
You're such a funny bloke!
- Soup's all over the street now.
- Why'd you do that?
Why'd you do that, mate?
That's wasteful.
'Cause you're a shit-stirrer.
That's why.
- I spent good money on that.
- Yeah, my money!
I'll make us a HOT tea.
Well, that is fascinating.
Huh.
I need a loan.
- Hmph, how much do you want?
- 9 grand.
Nah, you can buy 'em new
for under that.
It's a Breitling chronograph,
water resistant up to 100m.
- Yeah, it's two.
- What?
- It's 200m.
- Yeah, fucking 200m, then.
Look, it's a nice piece,
mate, it is, but...
...you got a chip on the face,
there's a scratch down the back.
The best I can do...
is two and a half on loan.
Two and a half grand?
Are you fucking kidding me?
If you've got the box, papers,
I'll stretch it to three if...
- This your place, is it?
- No. No, I just work here.
I suggest you find your boss
in the next minute
or I'll reach
around this counter
and get my own fucking loan,
you little cunt.
Hey, Les!
What can I do for you?
Your mate here offered me three
grand on my watch. I need nine.
- Three grand?
- That's right.
Bit steep, Danny.
Would've thought a grand tops.
- Oh-ho! Funny fuck too, are ya?
- We're not interested.
Oh, fuck!
I'll fucking get you.
I'll come back
with my whole fucking crew
and take your
whole fucking shop!
- I beg your pardon?
- You heard me, you deaf cunt!
I'll come and take
everything you fucking have!
Your money, your gold,
your fucking dog, your...!
- Fuck!
- Doors, Danny!
Fuck! You... Oh!
- Ugh!
- What was that you were saying?
I'll get you.
I don't give a fuck.
Ohh!
Huh!
Now you listen to me,
you fucking germ.
If you ever
come around here again,
the last thing you'll see
is the top of a mincer.
I'll feed you to that
fucking dog for a month.
Understand?
- Les!
- You understand?
- LES!
- You fucking understand?!
Hey, Les, Les! Enough! Enough!
Off!
- What's your name?
- Uhh...
- What's your fucking name?!
- Look.
Jason Spears, 212 Khartoum
Street, West Footscray.
There you go!
Now fuck off.
Not the front way. You're not
going out the front way.
Fuck...
Hang on.
Now piss off.
Fucking cunt.
You do the floors, mate.
I'll do the rest.
Phew...
Uh-oh. Look.
Dickhead's gonna get a ticket.
- Fuck him.
- Fuck him.
I'm still hungry now.
There you go, mate.
You sure?
Yeah, go ahead, mate.
I'm full.
What's it say?
It says, "Help me!
"I'm trapped in a Chinese bakery
and I can't get out."
Poor bloke.
Mate, I was joking.
It was a joke.
Well, maybe.
Maybe not.
We're all in jail in some way.
That's true, mate.
That's true.
It's a cunt of a world
and a world full of cunts.
Look. I told ya. Look.
He's getting a fucking ticket.
He'll be pissed
now, the fucking meathead.
Yeah, he might actually
come after us this time.
But I'll be alright, won't I,
'cause I'm with the killer!
- The killer, matey!
- Fuck off.
Here's one.
"Creative person needed,
sense of adventure required,
"to join our dynamic team.
"Immediate start.
Full training provided."
- Sounds alright.
- What do you actually do?
It doesn't say.
What's it matter? It's a job.
Yeah, it's a job.
So in a perfect world,
you can do anything, right?
What would you do?
- Hmm...
- Anything at all.
World is your oyster type thing.
You can't laugh.
Yeah, go on.
A builder.
What?
Not of houses and things.
No, no, no. Of boats.
- Boats?
- Yeah.
Well... when I was little,
my dad would take me to the pier
and we'd go fishing
and we'd look at all
these different ships
and we'd invent
these stories about them,
about where they'd been,
what they'd seen,
where they were going,
all of that.
That's cute.
Yeah, and then...
...and then he moved away
and he would send me
these models to build
and I would build them
and take a photo
and send him the photo.
And then they stopped coming
and I never
heard from him again.
Jesus.
Yeah.
Well, Mum says he was
a real prick anyway.
You're an odd one, you know?
It's others who are odd.
- You want a coffee?
- Nah, I'm good.
You sure? I have to get
my glasses anyway.
Alright, then, strong skinny...
Skinny soy with three sugars.
I know.
- Soy!
- Soy!
How's your hand?
It's alright.
I made that for you.
I see you missed a spot.
Hey, mate, would you please
have a spare smoke?
- Piss off.
- Oh, ok.
Thanks anyway.
You got any change left
for a Slurpee or something?
What, you got worms
or something?
It's 40 degrees out here!
And only dogs get worms.
- No, they don't.
- Yes, they do.
- No, humans get 'em as well.
- Bullshit.
Oh, ok. It's bullshit, Lassie.
Oh, here she is!
Hey, you miss me, sweetheart?
The man who reads palms.
Spends most of his time
with it, he does.
Hey, um, you got a spare ciggie?
- Uh, only rollies.
- Great.
A girl after me own heart.
- Hey, can you get worms?
- What?
Can a human get worms?
Mm-hm, of course.
Right. Fuck, I thought
it was just dogs, hey?
- Learn something new every day.
- Hah! Not him.
Be lucky if he learns
something new every month.
- He just learned something then.
- Yeah, whatever, smartarse.
- Ta.
- You want one?
Nah, I'm in training.
Cool. Uh, all the best
with the training.
Thanks for the smoke.
Huh.
- Hey.
- Hey.
Hello, Juliet.
- Sorry?
- Shut up, Les.
Sorry. Don't worry about him.
- It stinks in here.
- What?
- Like, uh, bleach.
- Oh...
Danny's just done his annual
clean-up, haven't you?
Les, shut up!
Well, I'll leave you two alone,
then, shall I?
Les! Piss off.
Come on.
- Sorry about that.
- It's fine.
- I'll get your glasses, then.
- Great.
Did you fix them ok?
Yeah, yeah, yeah. It was fine.
And I've got
something else for you.
- Hold on for a sec.
- Ok.
- How you going, Casanova?
- Oh, piss off, Les.
- Here you go.
- What is it?
It's nothing. Don't open it now.
Open it later.
- Ok.
- Yeah.
Um, I just need
my glasses to see it.
Oh, shit. Yeah. Sorry.
- There you go.
- Thank you.
- Do I owe you anything?
- Huh?
- Money for...
- Oh, no, no, no. It's fine.
Ok, thank you, Danny.
I'll see you soon.
Yep, see you soon.
- See you. 'Bye.
- 'Bye.
Well, Ruby and I
have just had a little chat
and we just wanna say
we're very proud of you.
Very smooth.
I feel sick.
That's yours.
- I'll be back in a minute.
- Where are you going?
Listen to this one.
Salmon and hoisin citrus.
You got orange juice,
scallion, hoisin,
hoisin, coriander seeds,
orange zest and cilantro.
What the hell's cilantro?
I dunno.
Sounds good, though.
I love salmon.
Yeah? I like chicken.
You got no class,
Danny. None at all.
Hmph.
Oh, this bloody tooth
is killing me.
I've gotta get to
the post office before 4:00.
Oh, it says here
cilantro is coriander.
Why don't they just
say 'coriander'?
Hello. I was in here before.
What could I do for you?
I think I left something behind.
Oh, yeah? What was that?
Um, there was a memory card
in a camera that I sold.
I can have a look
for you if you like.
- What was your name again?
- Tony. Tony Robinson.
Thanks a lot, mate.
I appreciate it.
You know, normally
I'd just leave it, but
it's got the kids' party on it
and the missus would kill me.
- This it?
- Yeah, that's it, that's it.
- It should still be inside.
- Cool.
- Nup, nothing here.
- It's gotta be there.
I've looked everywhere.
Should still be in there.
Can I have a look?
I've searched everywhere.
Oh, hold on, hold on.
I might have left it over there
before I gave it a clean.
Hey?
Lucky day.
Thank you. That's it.
Thanks very much.
- It's my pleasure.
- Thanks, guys.
No worries.
I'm glad we could help.
Oh, well.
Have a good weekend, guys.
Same to you, Poodles.
Hit the tree. Hit the tree,
hit the tree! Don't, don't.
- Oh, here she is. Hey!
- Oh, hi again.
- How are you, sweetheart?
- Good! 'Bye again. Oh! Sorry.
Why don't you watch
where you're fucking going?
- Piss off. I said I was sorry.
- You alright?
Yeah, I'm fine.
Ok, ok. I'm sorry.
Maybe I wasn't watching
where I was going.
Ok. Apology accepted.
Thank you! Now fuck off.
I love that girl so much, man.
Hey, what were you
gonna do to him, killer?
Oh, fucking slap him!
Slap him like this!
- Oh, oh!
- And like this! And like this!
Ohh!
Danny.
- Danny?
- Hmm?
- Oh, sorry, mate.
- That's ok.
Need a hand with something?
Uh, how much for this one here?
Whereabouts?
Third from the left,
second back row.
- Ooh, nice taste.
- Thank you.
That's a Tiffany design.
It's white gold, two carat.
I'd need 3,300.
Right, I can't
get near that one.
What about a lay-by?
- I need it tonight.
- Fair enough.
I figure she's more
likely to say yes
with something for her finger.
- Yeah, I hear that's the way.
- This one here.
- How much for this one?
- Oh, no, that's even more.
- That's four and a half.
- Fuck.
- I'm sure she's worth it.
- Of course she's worth it.
She's worth much more
than any of this.
I just don't have the money.
What about this one,
in the red box?
Yeah, that's cool.
Antique. It's white gold,
about 0.25 in chips.
- What's the damage?
- Ooh.
I'd need 1,100. Even then
we're barely breaking even.
That's the one.
I know it.
Can I have a look?
Do you have a girl?
Nup. Not really.
Yes, you do.
Uh, what's your name?
- Danny.
- I'm Jay.
So listen, Danny. I'm just
gonna be honest with you.
Uh, I've got $935 on me.
That's absolutely it.
I need that ring today.
So can you please help me out?
Yeah, ok. 935.
Thank you, Danny.
Thank you so much, man.
It's my pleasure.
I'll grab a bag for you.
She's gonna absolutely
love that.
- I'm sure she will.
- I hope she does.
She better love it.
- Oh, money.
- Hey? No, no. Give it to him.
Got yourself a bargain.
Here you go.
- Thanks heaps, Danny.
- No worries.
Hey, good luck for tonight.
Thank you.
935?
- Yep.
- Could have got 1,100 easy.
- Nah, he didn't have it.
- Of course he did!
I loaned 250 bucks a year ago
and it's sat there since.
Still should've tried, Danny.
We made almost 700.
No, I made almost 700.
Alright, you made almost 700.
- Yeah, that's right.
- Oh, grumpy cunt.
- What?
- Oh, nothing.
I've gotta make the post office.
Oh, New York for sure, man!
- Yeah?
- Or maybe Disneyland.
Jesus Christ,
anywhere in the world
and you wanna go
to bloody Disneyland?
Mate, what are ya? 12 years old?
They reckon it takes three days
just to walk around in.
Oh, whoop-de-do! Walking around
three days in Disneyland?
I can't think of anything worse.
- Well, where would you go, then?
- Honestly?
I might go to Japan. Yeah.
I think that looks pretty good,
mate. Culturally different.
- Better than here.
- Get yourself a geisha, hey?
A what?
You know, a Japanese prozzie.
Mate, the word you're
looking for is 'oiran'. 'Oiran'.
Geisha don't fuck.
I'd love to go to Japan,
I tell ya.
I used to have this mate
in high school.
He was Japanese. Funny fuck.
- Could fight like a trooper.
- Karate kid, hey?
He gave me his number, told me
I could call anytime I want.
And I might. I might actually
just up and leave.
- What? What's so funny?
- That must've been 20 years ago!
You think he's still
expecting you?
It's not 20 years ago.
It was in high school.
It was... 1993. Fuck!
Hey, Danny son!
- 20 years ago...
- Carlo's off to Japan soon.
Shut up, mate! Don't fucking
tell other people that.
- Forget about him, mate!
- Got a special invite, he does.
- Special invite.
- You know the problem with you?!
You got no fucking respect!
You forgotten whose couch
you're sleeping on tonight?
You fucking little
homeless prick!
I might fucking go to Japan,
leave you here on your own.
See how you
fucking survive then!
- You like?
- Yeah.
Did you hear that? That's
the sound of your heart beat.
27 minutes, 4 seconds.
27 minutes, 2 seconds.
27 minutes.
Oh, fuck, I'm bored.
Does that help?
Wanna come out later?
A bunch of us
are going down Chapel.
Or my cousin's having
people over at his place.
He's got some gorgeous friends.
It's not really my thing.
Hey, guess who wrote me a poem.
What? Who?
Danny.
- Danny?
- From the pawn shop.
- Fuck off. No, he didn't.
- Yeah.
Well, what did it say?
It's just really, really sweet.
Well, it's kind of weird.
He's a bit odd.
No-one's ever
written me a poem before.
Wow. Danny the dark horse.
Hey, I wonder
if he's hung like one.
Can I help you with something?
Oh, yes. I need to purchase
a location device for a car.
- A GPS?
- Yes, yes, a GPS.
Well, what sort are you after?
Perhaps you could
explain the different costs
and the qualities of the items.
Well, we've got
sat-nav, iNav, TomTom...
It depends what you want.
What are you mainly
gonna use it for?
- Pizzas.
- Pizzas?
- Oh, delivery of.
- Oh, fair enough.
Well, you just want
something basic.
This starts at 85
and they go up from there.
Simple, reliable.
You'll find your way around.
I'm sure it's a very fine item.
It's just more
than I can afford.
How much have you got?
- I can spend up to the $50.
- Well, I tell you what.
Leave me the 50,
pop in next week,
fix me up with the rest
and it's yours.
I am to start the job tonight.
I thank you anyway
for the offer, Mr...?
- Les.
- Thank you anyway, Mr Les.
You sure you wanna
deliver pizzas?
It can get pretty hairy
around here.
Hairy, yes, but my options
are currently limited.
It's either this
or driving the taxis.
- What do you normally do?
- Oh, I was a dentist.
- No shit?
- No shits at all, Mr Les.
So you reckon you're pretty good
at this dentistry thing, do you?
I had a successful
practice in India.
Is that right?
I hope to have
the same opportunity here.
Ugh! Jesus fucking Christ!
Excuse me,
have you got two bucks
for my little baby
to get some milk?
Come on, man. Come on.
Just two bucks?
Oh, you fuckin' dog!
Hey, have you got two bucks
for my little baby's milk?
It's fuckin' boiling
and she needs a drink.
Come on. Be a sweetheart.
Please? Please?
You got no kid.
Fuck off, then,
you do-gooding cunt!
Tiger, mate.
Tiger, alright?
Tigers are bigger,
heavier, stronger,
plus they live on their own.
Probably explains
why they're so angry.
Maybe the lion's got more
to fight for, though.
No! Tiger.
Everyone knows tiger wins
any day of the week.
Yeah, well, panther
beats them both. You know why?
- Let me guess.
- That's right.
'Cause they're black!
Dave Sands, Lionel Rose,
Anthony Mundine
and Paul 'The Kid' Carr.
What did you just say?
- Pauly 'The Kid'.
- You're not a fucking kid!
- How old are ya?
- 30.
Exactly.
Pauly 'The Kid'!
- Oh, fuck me gently.
- What?
I think I'm in love.
I know her.
- Oh, piss off.
- I do.
Call her over, then.
Alright.
Hey, Claire! Come and say hi.
- Oh, hey. How's it going?
- Top of the world, lovely.
- How about you?
- Same old.
Running late for work.
Excuse me, Claire,
let me introduce you
to my very good friend
Pauly 'The Kid' Carr.
- Hello.
- Hey.
That's what horses eat.
True, but they prefer sugar.
I gotta go.
- See ya, darlin'.
- Nice to meet you, Claire.
Nice to meet you,
Pauly 'The Kid'.
Ooh!
She's beautiful.
How the fuck do you know her?
I used to see her
up at the flats all the time.
Started talking to her.
She's a pretty smart cookie.
- Does she work around here?
- She works everywhere.
She's a stripper.
Even better.
Oh, dream on!
- Hey, tell me something.
- What?
What's a stripper do
when they got their, um...
You know.
What? I don't know
what you're talking about.
- Their periods.
- Oh, Jesus Christ.
Sometimes I wonder
what goes through
that pea-sized brain of yours.
I'm just asking, man. Do they
stop work? What do they do?
Well, I don't know, but I've
been told they use a sea sponge.
What, from the beach?
Yeah, but you can
get 'em at any chemist.
And they just put it up there?
Well, I suppose so, mate.
I tell ya, why don't you ask
Claire next time you see her?
Say, "Hey, Claire,
do you use a sea sponge?"
Hey, mind if I nick off early?
- No, of course not. Go.
- Thanks, babe.
Ohh, I just feel like I can't
fucking breathe in here.
Why don't you split early too?
Nah, I've almost finished.
Hey, have a good weekend
at the club... party thing.
I'll tell you one thing -
someone's gonna
get lucky for sure!
Danny!
This is Harsha, my dentist.
- Nice to meet you, Mr Danny.
- Yeah, you too, mate.
Grab us that sat-nav,
will you, please?
Yep.
There you go. That'll get you
where you need to be.
A thousand
bloody thanks, Mr Les.
I can drop
the rest in next week.
Oh, don't worry, I don't think
this dentistry thing's
gonna work out for you.
I'll let you in
on a little secret.
I'm a much better dentist
than a driver.
Don't be a stranger.
I shan't. I won't.
- Goodbye, Mr Danny.
- Yep, see you, mate.
Nice guy, that.
Shockin' fucking dentist,
but a nice guy.
Maybe you've just got bad teeth.
Maybe! Maybe I do!
Alright.
Are you gonna wish me luck?
You don't want my luck, Danny.
But you may as well have this.
- Jesus. Are you sure?
- You don't want it?
I do.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
Now piss off
before I change my mind.
Hey.
Thanks, Les.
It seems like such a pity just
to leave it sitting there, eh?
So you wanna do this?
Yeah, fuck him. In you get.
- Alright, I'm driving.
- Great.
Just make it quick,
will you, Fangio?
Whoo!
- Where to?
- Disneyland, please, driver.
Shit, Pauly! For fuck's sake!
- You told me you could drive!
- Yeah, hang on, hang on.
Go, mate. Fucking go, go, go!
Go!
Hello?
Sorry, we're closed.
Oh, hi.
I'll just be a minute, love.
How's your glasses?
Um, good. Completely fixed.
I thought you might like this.
Uh, that's tonight.
Yep.
Are you going?
No, I just make him nervous.
I thought you might
like to go, though.
Yeah, of course, of course.
Why didn't he say anything?
Cat got his tongue,
never gave it back.
What does that mean?
He's been through a lot,
young Danny.
- Hey, you should come.
- Nah, I've done enough.
You have a good night.
- I'll catch you later.
- 'Bye.
Oh, lady
Running down to the riptide
Taken away to the dark side
I wanna be your left-hand man
I love you
When you're singing that song
And I got a lump in my throat
'Cause you're gonna
sing the words wrong
I got a lump in my throat
'Cause you're gonna
sing the words wrong
- What's this?
- Oi, bro.
We should go look
for some chicks.
We can sell this shit, mate.
Oh, shit! Bingo!
Dad!
- Pizza.
- Thanks, mate.
You don't know where...
- Keep the change.
- I'm going to...
- Thank you.
- No worries.
Just wanna see
another side of you
You don't know
what I'm going through...
I just wanna show you the way
Change is what we need
- New places...
- Huh...
For you and me
It's those friends of mine
The smiling friends of mine
It's those friends of mine
Those crazy friends of mine
They've gotta let me in
I've gotta let you out
I've gotta
let me in
Scream and shout
Ohh-ohh
Ohh-ohh
Ohh-ohh-ohh-ohh-ohh-ohh
And it's those friends of mine
The smiling friends of mine
It's those friends of mine
Those crazy friends of mine...
Stranger on the road again
I'm lost in outer space,
my friend
What's gonna bring me back...
And fight a pain
That tears my heart again...
You're alright.
You nervous, mate?
No.
I'm gonna be extraordinary.
Ohh...
Ohh...
Pauly?
Pauly?
I, uh...
Huh, nah.
Thanks.
- Hi.
- Fuck!
Hi.
You're late
to your own exhibition.
How did you find out?
Uh, through Les.
Les?
Jesus.
- You cool?
- Yeah.
Yeah, I'm cool.
Danny! There are a couple
of people I want you to meet.
- Yeah. Bridget, this is Kate.
- Hi.
Hi. Grab a drink.
I won't keep him too long.
Ok.
I think I'm gonna shit myself.
What? Twice in one day?
Ohh...
Here he is - Danny.
Come meet these guys.
See you later.
- Here he is - Danny.
- Hey, how are you going?
Nice to meet you.
Yeah, we'll talk.
Yeah, just excuse me
for one minute.
Ok.
Oh, hi, superstar.
Piss off.
Did you do all of these?
Yep. What do you think?
I think you're a freak.
A beautiful bloody freak.
Let's get out of here.
- Where?
- Wherever you want.
What about all your fans?
- I thought you were one.
- Nuh-uh.
No, I came for the free drink.
I wanna show you something.
Well? We go in?
Beautiful night.
Come on. Early bird catch worm.
They look like tiny specks.
I heard if you throw a coin
off the Eiffel Tower,
you could kill someone.
Yeah?
If you hit them
in the right spot.
Or the wrong spot.
Imagine that.
You're walking down the street
and then, bang, you're gone.
You wouldn't know.
We come into
this world alone, you say
And we're gonna
leave it the same
Everything's up to you,
you say
Ain't no-one else
here to blame
It's up to you
to make your stand
It's up to you to win
There's a lot of wisdom
in your words, my love
Please remember this
We all need a little love
Someone who will hold us close
Remind us that
we're not alone down here
Oh, dear
I love you more
than you probably wanna hear
You're a tough little cookie,
I know, my love
When you spill your milk,
you yell
And you don't ask
many favours, love
'Cause you're the one
that gives
And you ain't got
too much time for crying
And none for bitterness
On you the world depends
My love
Please remember this...