And get these on, okay?
- That one. - That one? All right.
So when he walks up,
all you gotta do is say you wanna see the guns first, okay?
How's that? No, that way?
Yeah? Okay, good.
- Go and annoy your mum, angel. - Mum, I want to play!
Doesn't matter what he wants to do.
- You've gotta see the guns. - All right.
Now, guys, you gotta be aggressive.
Can't be fucking around with this guy. We gotta fuck him up.
If we don't, he's gonna start thinking he can come back at us
and we don't want that.
- Daddy! - Why don't we just knock him?
Why knock him if we don't need to?
Trust me, if we do this right,
this motherfucker's not gonna come back at us.
Hey, blood capsules, yeah?
Fake blood.
Whack two in your gob. Put 'em in the corner of your mouth.
Then when we start to give you a bit of a touch-up,
you can bite down on 'em,
make it look like we've gone to town on you.
Jesus, mate. I don't really like the sound of that, to be honest.
Don't be a fucking pussy. We're not gonna fucking hurt ya.
We gotta make it look good so they don't think it's a fucking set-up.
- Okay. - Have you got that?
- Yeah. - Are we good?
Yeah.
- Good job, honey. - No!
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- How youse going? - Good, mate. How you doing?
Not too bad.
How you wanna do it?
Oh, you show me the toys, I'll get you the cash.
All right.
Have a look.
- Happy? - Righto.
Get on the fucking ground, pal!
- Whoa, whoa! - Don't you move! Don't you fucking move!
- Get the fuck on the ground! - All right, mate.
- Get the fuck down now! Get down now! - On the fucking ground, cunt!
- Get the fuck down! - Get down there, you...
- Abracadabra! Get the fuck down! - Ugh!
- Ohh! - Get down!
- Oh, fuck! - Get on the fucking ground!
Get on the fucking ground, bro!
Fuck you!
Grab the fucking bag!
You stay the fuck down!
I've got the guns, I've got the guns. Let's go!
- Huh! - Hurry up!
Let's get out of here! Fuck you. Stay down, you fuck!
Oh...
Shit, boys. Fuck!
You right, mate? Mate?
Oh, come on, mate.
We gotta get you out of here, mate.
Come on. I'll get you up. I'll get you up.
Come on, come on.
Come on, mate. I'll get you back to the car.
Here. Come on.
There you go.
Get your legs up. Oh, fuck.
Oh, shit. Mate, come on.
Hey, mate, we gotta get you up.
Come on. We gotta get you out of here.
Oh, shit. Come on.
Oh, come on. Get up. Come on.
Here we go.
Here we go. Come on.
Get in, get in.
Get in.
Oh, go on.
All right, I gotta get the fuck out of here.
Ohh... Okay.
How you feeling?
Not great.
Why'd you run me over?
You know why.
Mate, I had nothing to do with the rip-off.
- Who else knew? - Mate, how would I know?!
What, you reckon I told anybody?
Cut the shit, will ya, mate?
Mate, I'm telling ya!
Okey-dokey.
I just want the guns back, mate. That's all I care about.
Honestly, I swear on my kid's life...
Come on, mate.
Please! Come on!
Come on! I swear to God!
Mate!
Come on! Please, mate!
Please! Please... Okay, okay!
Okay, okay! Okay!
Okay, okay, okay, okay!
Okay.
Okay, what?
Okay, I'll get the guns for ya.
I want names too.
I can't... I can't give you names.
But I can... I can get the guns back, okay?
You just... you just gotta give me my phone.
Names.
- Mate, I can't give you names. - Why can't you give me names?
Look.
These blokes...
Like, they're my mates, you know?
Like, I've known these guys my entire life.
Like, I just can't give 'em up.
Okay? Like, I'm sorry.
I just fucking can't.
Well, you're a loyal bastard, mate. I'll give you that.
Give your mates a call, huh?
- Heya. - Mate, it's me.
- Fuck, Steve, what's going on? - Look. We, uh...
We gotta give the guns back. Yeah?
No, look, mate. They... they know.
- What do you mean, they know? - Okay, they know.
What? You fucking told them?
Yeah, well, I fucking had to!
He was about to chop me fucking leg off with a fucking chainsaw!
"Everything will be fine," you fucking said.
Well, it ain't fucking fine!
Okay, I've been run over by a fucking car.
I've been chained to a fucking fence all night.
- Fucking come and get me! - Calm the fuck down.
No, don't tell me to fucking calm down!
Shit!
You got a pen there?
Uh... Yeah.
Okay.
Farley's Brook, Harndorff Road.
There's an old, uh, farmhouse there called Belleview.
There's a sign out the front.
You got four hours.
You bring the guns,
30 grand cash
or we got a problem.
How'd you pull up?
Not bad.
So how you wanna do this?
Guns and cash first, please.
You all right?
Yeah.
The cash?
Our lad first, hey?
I'll see you 'round, hey?
- Oh, fuck! - Get out, get out!
Oh, fuck!
- Ugh! - Oh!
Jim! Fuck!
Oh, fuck!
Ugh!
- No! - No, Steve! Wait!
Arggh!
Get up, Steve!
Get up!
Bastards!
Steve!
Fuck! Fuck, Steve! Get up!
Fuck, Steve! Come on, mate. Come on.
I fucking need you to get up. Come on!
Ohh!
Ugh!
Oh!
Fuck.
Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck.
Oh...
Bit off more than I could chew, eh?
Just a little.
Sorry about that beating, mate.
It was nothing personal.
Don't worry about it.
Should... should've just given you the fucking cash.
Coulda, shoulda.
It don't matter now.
Well, no, but, you know, my boys...
I got 'em killed, hey?
What's your name?
Huh...
Graham.
Ray.
Eh...
Fucking hell.
What's that?
Yeah, three-way split.
Nah, you guys split it.
- What? - I don't want it.
You okay, Ray?
Easy, tiger.
What's your birthdate?
25 March '76.
You're a dragon.
- Is that good? - Yeah.
You're in my triangle of affinity.
What's that?
It's where there's three animal signs in a triangle.
Dragon, you, me and then monkey and rat.
Is that what your mum is, a rat?
No, she's a tiger.
Tigers don't get along with dragons, though.
That's why you got divorced.
So if you want to get married again,
you need to find someone who's a dragon, monkey or rat.
Easy-peasy.
People don't say that anymore, Dad.
It's, like, circa 1980.
Okay, word Nazi.
Okay, boomer. You can just drop me here, Dad.
- What for? - Just drop me here.
- Yeah, but why? - 'Cause.
What, you too embarrassed to be seen with your old man now, hey?
Just drop me here.
'Bye.
- No kiss? - I'm 12.
Love you, Brit!
"Love you, Brit!"
Little shit.
- 'Bye, Dad. - 'Bye. See you tonight.
Hey! Whoa!
Fucking serious?
Fucking jerk-off.
Good on ya, fucking idiot.
Oh, here we go.
What's your problem, dickhead?
You're slapping the mirror. What's your problem?
You're supposed to stop, dipshit.
Why is that, mate?
Because it's a pedestrian crossing, mate.
So where's the white stripes painted on the road and the sign
that says it's a pedestrian crossing, then, buddy?
- Still a crossing, you fuckwit. - Is it?
- Oh! - Hey!
Are you for real?
Oh, fuck.
Kelsey?
Back against the wall.
Okay, we're gonna conduct a search on you.
Listen to the instructions given to you.
Do exactly what I say. Do you understand that?
- Yep. - Okay.
To start off, take the shirt off and hand it to me.
Underwear off and hand it to the officer.
Lift your balls.
Right up.
Leg out like that.
And now the other leg.
Just wait there. Yep.
Hey, sweeties, how are ya?!
How you going, mate? All right?
Sorry.
- First time in, huh? - Yeah.
You can tell?
Yeah, normally we don't shit in the cell
'cause it stinks the joint out.
Shit, sorry, mate.
That's all right. You didn't know.
Cheers.
If you need to shit,
just use the communal dunnies down the hallway.
- Right, yep. - Yeah.
I'm Adam.
So what are you in for?
Oh, it's a... long story.
Got plenty of time.
Uh, I'm...
Well, my wife started seeing this dude
behind my back for a while.
- Mmm. - Like... Yeah.
- You know, it wasn't the first time. - Mmm.
But, yeah, she was seeing this dude
and she took off with him,
and I didn't really give a shit about that.
Uh, well, like, I did.
The problem was, um, we have a kid together
and, yeah, so I just... I just wanted to see my daughter
and make sure she was okay 'cause, yeah, she's only 9.
Yeah, anyway, to cut a long story short,
she took an AVO out on me
and I didn't realise, like, you can't even text somebody
when they've taken an AVO out on ya.
I texted her a few times just saying, you know,
I want to see my daughter and all that,
and, yeah, she told the cops
and so now I'm in here for breaching the AVO.
- Oh, that's fucked. - Yeah.
What are you in here for?
Rape.
Shit.
Mmm.
I should stop, but I just fucking love doing it, you know?
- Love raping. - Yeah?
Oh, yeah, well, you've got... You're probably... Yeah.
That's... Yeah, it's not for me to judge, hey?
- You never raped anybody? - Me? No.
- How come? - Um... how come?
I just... Yeah, don't know really.
Just not really into it. But, like...
What, do you think there's something wrong with it or something?
No, no. Like...
Yeah.
I mean, it's not like I rape women and shit.
Oh, okay.
Just blokes.
Huh. Yeah, well...
Oh, you fuck.
Fuck me.
Oh!
I'm Ray anyway.
I'm Adam.
- Good to meet you. - Fucking hell.
Almost had a fucking heart attack.
Sorry about that, mate.
Couldn't resist. Had to do it.
Hey, it's your dad.
- Hello? - Hey, sweetheart.
- How are ya? - Good. Where are you?
Uh, Queensland.
Yeah, I know. But where in Queensland?
Um...
Near Brisbane.
- How's school? - Good.
When are you coming back?
Oh, hopefully, you know, like...
Probably two, three weeks maybe.
What do you mean, hopefully?
Oh, not hopefully. You know what I mean?
Um...
Just, you know, like, I'll probably be back in...
You know, probably two to three weeks.
Why are you being weird?
I'm not being weird.
I'm just, uh... You know, everything's good.
And, uh, you know, just look forward to seeing you when I get back.
- Okay. - Okay?
All right, I love you.
Love you.
Dad's being weird.
Mm, what's new?
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