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Release us, fire spirit, into the wor...
Willow?
- You saw her face, right? - She looked completely freaked out.
Was it kind of scared, kind of trapped?
We've built a community here that warrants fierce protection.
We have built a family that is both strong and fragile.
Chubba?
Lock?
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Lock!
- Jesus Chubba! - Duncan's been arrested.
- Yeah, I know, mate. - Where are you going?
- I'm going to Sydney. - In Duncan's car?
He just got busted with five pounds of Ice.
- I don't think he's gonna be using it. - But what am I supposed to do?
What do you mean? You didn't do anything.
No, I mean if Dunc's in jail and you're pissing off,
what the fuck am I supposed to do? You guys are my friends!
- I don't have any other friends. - For fuck's sake, Chubb!
Look, mate, a little bit of tough love for you.
You are a lovely bloke but you are a bit wet.
Just do your own thing.
- What does that mean? - I dunno.
Just... get into yoga or take some mushrooms
or fuckin' learn the ukulele. Just...
Alright, OK. OK, Chubba, you'll be OK.
You left your...
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Jesus!!
What the fuck, Chubba?
Please don't call me Chubba.
- Sorry. Fine. What's with the... - You can call me Father.
- I don't wanna call you Father. - Well, tough tits.
What's with the handcuffs?
Well, we both know how angry you can get.
- Why are they fluffy? - It makes them more friendly.
How are you feeling? Any better?
- Yeah. - I healed you.
With Reiki.
With Reiki and... IV antibiotics.
One of our sisters was a nurse.
Right.
Thanks.
Hey...
- Chubb... - Don't call me that!
Mate, I really, really need my phone.
- I have to call my brother. - Can't let you do that.
You don't understand. My daughter is...
Can't let you communicate with people outside of this room.
What? Why? Why not?
Because you know about me.
So?
Well, they believe that I grew up in the slums of Mumbai.
You fuckin' idiot, Chubba.
- Don't call me that! - The slums of Mumbai?
Mate, you grew up in the cafes of Bellevue Hill.
Yeah, I know where I grew up.
- Your dad was a hedge fund manager. - Shut up, you shit face!
Are you fuckin' kidding me?
You are not allowed to talk to me like that anymore.
I am a leader and I have respect.
And it is very impressive, mate.
Honestly, I didn't think you had it in you
to grow such a stupid beard.
You're just a bully.
You're the one who's got me handcuffed to a couch!
It's a divan!
Why are you here then, mmm?
Why am I here? Mate, if I knew the answer to that,
I'd start my own pervy sex cult.
It is not a pervy sex cult.
It looks pretty pervy.
Big fanny blanket there.
It's a lily.
Sexy non-binary dancing happy pants twins.
- What do you want from me? - I don't want anything from you.
I'm here helping a friend.
Ooh, well, there's a first time for everything then, isn't there, DJ Lock?
Meg needs to talk to Linda, that's all.
And I need my fucking phone so I can call my fucking brother!
- Fine. - Fuck!
Let's see what this Meg has to say then, eh?
- Hey, Father? - What?
If you so much as touch her, I will burn your fucking theme park
to the ground.
I'm sorry.
You were a surprise.
I should have WhatsApp-d you, eh?
My mistake.
I thought that we could go for a walk.
You're not going to take me back to Guru Hairy McStarey, are ya?
Hello!
Anybody?!
Hello! Hello!
Hippies?!
Fuck!
You sound like a crow.
- Who's that? - That's what crows say.
Hey, Barley! Hi, little mate. How are you going?
Hey, Barley?
I accidentally got locked in again.
- You have to do contemplation. - Definitely.
And I have contemplated heaps
but I have to get out now 'cause I have to find my phone.
My...
My little girl is flying on a big plane to see me
and I need to make sure someone's there to meet her.
Wanna use my phone?
- You have a phone? - It's secret.
Well, I am fantastic with secrets.
Barley?
What's those?
Those? They're handcuffs.
- Why are they fluffy? - They're more friendly.
Here you go.
That's your phone?
Yep. I use it for games.
Right.
Hello? God?
Yeah, it's Lucky. This isn't funny.
No, silly.
What!
This is amazing! You are amazing.
Fuck!
Hill. I need a hill.
Hey, Barley, you know how you know how to sneak out?
Can you show me? I won't get you in trouble, I promise.
Please, please.
Fuck!
Barley's my...
He's my half brother, eh?
Yep.
How old is he?
Six.
He's six.
How long have you been here for?
6.5 years.
So, we both came here pregnant then.
Nothing.
Sorry.
What are you sorry for?
How's your dad?
He's good.
And Matty?
He's 23, right?
How's he? Is he still living at home in Karingunna?
Sister.
Nice shades, bro.
- Come with me, please. - No. Fuck off.
Sister?
Please tell your daughter to come with me.
Whatever.
Come on, fuzz face. Let's ride.
I don't know what your relationship is with Lock
but you mustn't let him poison your soul.
He's a cynic.
He'll never be happy and he believes in nothing.
I'd rather believe in nothing than whatever shit you're feeding Linda.
I'm feeding her oxygen. I'm feeding her love.
I'm feeding her hope.
You're touching my leg.
Come, please.
You could stay with us if you like, Meg.
Be with your mother.
'Cause all you have to do to achieve real peace is...
What the actual fuck?
- Where is he? - How would I know? You don't...
- Where is he? - I don't know. Hey, get off!
What are you doing?
- Face the hand. - What?
- Face the hand! - Don't! Get off!
- Just face the hand! - Ok! Ok!
- Sorry, sorry. - Another flaming penis...
- Sorry. Sorry. - It's alright, it's alright.
- It's OK. It was just a bit scary. - I bet.
Hey, thank you. Don't tell anyone that I've gone, OK?
Don't tell anyone about my potato.
Deal-eo.
See you.
Hello?! Hello!
Sweet vag.
So creepy.
Six-nine-six-nine.
Chubba, that genuinely makes me sad.
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Three.
Butt for ens...
Butt for ensuite...
Three four one one eight. Butt for ensuite because...
Fuck! Come on, Lucky!
You've known this number for 20 fucking years.
Butt... Fuck! Butt...
Fuck.
Shit.
Lucky?
Shit!
Chubba?
If you call me Chubba one more time I swear I'll...
Sorry. Sorry. It's just a habit.
Fuck, my head.
Is that a sabre?
It's a samurai sword, shit for brains.
Right.
Why shouldn't I have a samurai sword, Lucky?
A samurai sword's not ironic enough for you?
I bet you wouldn't say that to an actual samurai.
I probably wouldn't say that to an actual samurai
if I stumbled upon an actual samurai.
You're not funny.
- I'm fucking semi-conscious is what I am. - What is that?
No, I just... I just found this lying around.
- Who did you call? Who did you call! - I didn't call anyone.
Just tried to text my fuckin' brother.
This is so pathetic.
Boo-hoo. I'm so self-sabotaging.
Let's all have a big man sad.
- You have the nerve to judge me. - I'm not judging. I was never judging you, mate.
It's just teasing.
Teasing is what men do to each other
to share their self-loathing round a bit.
Chubb, it's an act of generosity.
Don't call me Chubb!
Fuckin' hell, Chubba!
I'll kill you!
Hi.
- Your head's bleeding. - My head's bleeding!
Shut up, Captain Handsy.
What the fuck?
- What's with the sex swing? - It's just a swing.
Screw you. I sit on it when I'm playing FIFA.
I had sex on it once. So what?
I don't know. I think once is enough.
- I think that makes it a sex swing. - It's not a sex swing!
So, is that what this scam's all about,
Just a sad high school nerd trying to get laid?
I'm allowed to get laid. We're all adults.
Really? It's just adults?
Of course just adults, you sicko.
I don't know. Just going off precedent.
Where there's gods, there's grubs.
- So, what else? - What else what?
Well, sex, tick.
Tax avoidance, obvs.
What's the side hustle? There's always a side hustle.
The people who join us choose to give up everything.
Some of them were very rich which is usually why they were very sad.
So, you lie about being a guru
and then you convince them to give up all their worldly belongings,
their shoes and their tech and their alcohol,
and then you take their money
and spend it on shoes and tech and alcohol?
No, I invest it. In hedge funds.
- And I spend the dividends on... - You're such a fuckin' hypocrite!
So what? I am made happy by shoes
And swords and cocktails and VR hentai.
And they are made happy by the absence of shoes,
by the absence of all of that.
- But they're trapped. - They were already trapped.
It's a binary, brother,
you're either on that side of the fence or this side.
Except for the Father.
You get to have a shoe in both camps.
Yeah, well, it's my bloody camp!
See?
Did you know about this?
Well?
- It's nice. - Nice?
Fucking hell. Nice?
You could...
You understand that you don't have to stay here, Linda.
Mum.
You, you...
Lucky, can you say something, please?
- Linda, if you wanna leave we can... - We can leave.
We can leave right now.
We'll get Barley and we'll just go.
Okay? He's a fucking fraud.
Don't you see?
You live like a nun
- and he's got a fucking sex swing. - It's just a swing.
I don't know what you want from me!
I'm not your mum, Meg.
I couldn't be your mum.
I wanted to but...
I don't need anything from you. OK?
- I don't want anything. - You don't understand.
- I just... I just want you to be OK. - I don't want you here.
Why? Why would you want to be near me?
I tried to hurt you!
Why? Why did you come here?
Why are you here?
You know I follow you on Instagram?
Really?
- I've never seen you post. - I don't post. I'm not a millennial.
So, why do you have Instagram?
You know, cats falling off shit mostly.
But what I really love...
is I love seeing photos of you and Avery.
And you're at posh dinners and drinking champagne,
raising money for the fuckin' Sydney Interpretive Dance Collective
or some shit.
And you post photos of some on your phone.
Same phone you couldn't pick up for four fuckin' years to call me,
while I'm off at school in bum-fuck nowhere,
three hours a day on a boiling hot bus,
trying to get homework done,
trying to concentrate.
You know, trying not to worry about Dad.
And here you are.
With your... shiny teeth
and your shiny girlfriend.
It makes me wonder
if back then when I met you
and you made me believe that you gave a shit about me,
if I was just,
I don't know, just like this stupid little girl
and I made it all up in my head.
And the whole thing...
That whole thing was just, you know...
just nothing.
- So many times I wanted to... - No, but then,
I find Mum's letters. And Dad's freaking out.
And I'm fucking pregnant to that big, gorgeous idiot
and I don't know what the fuck to do.
But of course, you know,
I don't want to get rid of the baby
'cause Mum got rid of me and I know what that feels like.
That feels like...
That...
feels like shit.
Your whole life.
Your whole fucking life.
And I know that that doesn't make sense
'cause when I get rid of mine it's not gonna... it's not gonna know, you know?
But nothing does. So I come.
I come to find you
'cause I need someone.
Lucky, I needed one fucking person to help me,
to take care of me for once.
And I knew it wasn't gonna be Linda.
I came to find you.
- Lucky, get down! - Fuck.
Find them.
They're probably heading for the river or the Gungardie road.
Go, go, go, go! Hurry up!
- OK. - OK what?
Billie lands in 22 hours.
- It doesn't matter, it's too late. - No, it's not. No, it's not.
We just need to find a way back in the commune.
Back in?
- Why? - Jobs.
How did you get out?
Here.
- OK. - Yep. Wait.
Go, go, go.
- Wait. - It's in the jar.
- Shit. Which jar? - In the...
- There's four jars! - The middle one.
The tall one. The tall one.
Quick as you like, mate.
Quick, quick, quick.
- Is this yours? - Yep.
- Yep. Yep. - OK.
Come on.
Bacopa!
Hi, Sage. Your real name's Tammy, right?
Geert said you might be hungry.
If you want to come, you have to come now.
Grab your stuff.
No stuff.
Keep searching, we must find them. The Father is furious.
Maybe you should sit in the Discomfort Tent.
For fuck's sake.
Chrysanthe come in.
Yes, Sage?
The children said that they saw the man and the girl
down by the bottom gate.
Come on.
Just go.
Go, go, go.
I need this.
Are you going?
Bye, Barley.
When you're a bit bigger, I'm gonna come back
and I'm gonna take you on a huge adventure. OK?
Would you say hello to your dad for me?
And Matty?
Yeah. Yeah. They'll...
They'll be really glad to know you're OK.
Bye, Linda.
Look! A sex swing.
Now what?
- Find car keys. - Car keys.
I saw car keys.
Cable. Got a cable.
I've got car keys!
- Lucky! Fuck's sake. Come on! - This is my...
Oh, God, he's got shoes.
- He's got so many bloody shoes! - Mine's that one.
Let's go. Come one!
I'm coming, I'm coming!
You are very sexy.
- Meg, what are you doing? - I'm coming.
- Get in the car! Come on! - Shut the fuck up!
Meg! Can you get in the fucking car?
Lucky, drive.
I don't know why the...
Open the fucking door!
No, no, no!
- What was under the tarp? - Go get 'em!
Weed!
Always a side hustle. Christ, I almost feel sorry for him.
No, fuck him! He's a liar.
Anyway, it's mostly vodka, it won't burn much.
Go get 'em! Where's the other car?
Well, as long as the fire doesn't reach the...
Petrol drums.
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