04x03 - As Much Containing

[bunniefuu]

He gives me sh*t about my business.
Now he's spending all his time
trying to take it away from me.

You could take half
of everything Wolf has.
Half of what?

He's buying a house.

[ Mum had a kid.
Piss off.

[ A bastard kid. The kid was Gary.

(CRIES)

My father is a heartless bastard.
He's trying to k*ll my husband.

CHERYL: Bring Milt home now.

WOLF: Why? He's
having a great time.

Let's go to bed and
take our chances.

(GIGGLES)

Milt?

ROCK MUSIC

Well, what do you reckon?

They don't make 'em
like this any more.

There's a reason for that.

Wait till you have
a look around here.

Do we have to?

Looks like we're going to anyway.

Hold on.

ROCK MUSIC

She's got great bones.

Shame about the face. ]

Oh, lick of paint, bit of wallpaper.
We'll get Van and Munter to whack on
a deck.

You're not serious.

Yeah, we can stay at Jethro's while
we fix her up. She's great. Plenty
of room for everyone.

And who would this be, exactly?

Family.

So your kids can
come for sleepovers?

[ Yeah, if they want.

And what about our kids?

Plenty of time for that.

This is my investment too.

I know.

So,... how bad do you want this?

All right. Let's get on with it.

HELLO SAILOR'S 'GUTTER BLACK'

♪ Lying in the gutter,

♪ I cut the cord from my mother.

♪ She pat me on the head and said,

♪ 'Go to sea, boy.
Get to sea, man.'

♪ My luck in the gutter black.

♪ I guess I'm running back...

♪ ...to you.

♪ You in my brain.
You in my heart. ♪

Oh, Mum.
Oh, honey. How was it?

I thought you were
at Milt's funeral,

and, all the time, you were
at a bee-keeping conference (!)

Oi.

What are you on about?

Aren't widows
supposed to wear black?

Black is so dark, so sad.

Which is how people tend
to feel after funerals.

This was more of a celebration—

That'd be right.

...of Milt's achievements, his
life — even though he doesn't
have one any more.

You all right, honey?

I'm great. I'm wonderful. And I know
that you're sad that you missed out,

but that's OK, because I'm going
to have a memorial for Milt here.

Great.

And carry on his work.

In what — property, munitions?

No. My series, dummy.

Well, why bother when
you've got the cash?

Well, there is no cash.

sh*t, he was bent.

Who said Milt was bent?

Dad.

No. There is no money,
because the will is in probate.

But the important thing
here is moving on.

Yeah, find the next poor sucker.

Grandpa!
Bloody women!

Don't worry about him, love.
He's being foul to everyone.

JANE CRIES

He's acting like it's my fault.

Well, there was the
'k*ller bod' factor.

Oh, I think it's a poo.

Oh, I can change her. I can look
after her all day, if you like.

Really? You're a star.

And I can take care of Grandpa too.

Well, one thing at a time, huh?

Oh no. It's all healing, finding the
joy and positive, even in a time of
grieving.

JANE WAILS

Oh, foul.

We're home.

Dad, I've got some bagels and
sh*t here if you want some.

We're alone.
Are you sure?

Yeah. He can smell food a mile off.

(GIGGLES)
What?

This is so teenage — grabbing
sex while Mum and Dad are out.

Yep. Except mothers don't normally
parade around with no knickers on.

Sheree does that?
Yeah.

Oh, that is gross.

Now, you parading around with
no knickers on — that's good.

You could have that any
time you want, you know.

Ooh, yeah.

Move in with me.

(GIGGLES)

OK. Yeah, I know you're
worried about your dad...

No, no. Are you serious about this?

Yeah. I'd like it — waking up with
you, not having to be teenage...

It's just that... the thing with
Mum, and at least with Dad here,
I know what he's up to.

You have to break free
of him some time.

Yeah, probably.

Just think about it.

All right. I will.

Yo. Are we interrupting?
Uh...

SNIDELY: Sorry, guys. Need a moment?

Moment's gone.

Good, cos we're celebrating.

We just got ourselves a house.

Oh, you bought one?

You're very interested.

If you need a hand
with the paperwork...

Thought you were too flash
to help out your old man.

Can't wait to get rid of us.

You got me.

But, yeah, look — if you need any
help, just give me the details.

Oh, haven't you changed your tune.

ROCK MUSIC

OK. Bye.
What the f*ck is this?

I swear, I had nothing
to do with this.

I haven't been on the phone to China
or any country that speaks Chinese.

What's it doing here?

I don't know. Who knows?

CELLPHONE RINGS

Yeah?
Know anything about a huge
f*cking container in my doorway?

Oh, it's arrived. Good timing.

How is a large metal box jamming
up my doorway good timing?

Our doorway, Cheryl.
And it'll be gone soon.

What's in it?
Can't say.

Why not?

Because it's not mine. I'm
holding on to it for a friend.

Gary bloody Savage.

Did I say that?

You didn't have to. What's in it?

It's none of your business.
Relax, Cheryl. Go sew some thongs.

f*ck.
Problems?

Your mother on the phone
and there's a problem?

Hey. Can you take care
of those papers today? ]

Yep. Sweet as.

Whoo. More leopard skin?

Your bloody father and
Gary are up to something.

Yeah. I got that impression.

(SIGHS) f*ck. I so
want him out of my life.

Well, you're nearly there.

How?

He's buying a house. grand,
unconditional. As soon as it's
signed up, you go in for half.

Yeah, but he'll still come
gunning for me, won't he?

Yeah. And then we bargain.

It's OK, Mum. You've got him.

It's a shipping container.
Those are serial numbers.

Oh, let me guess.

Kasey got pissed,
called Uzbekistan...

It's got nothing to do
with Kase. It's bloody Wolf.

Wolf?

Why didn't you just say?

So you'll help?

What do you wanna know?

Who, where, what, why. Mainly what.

And why. Definitely who.

You could ring the trucking company.

Whatever's in that container is
on the dodge. If I ring, I'll be
connected.

Well, you wouldn't
want that, would you?

That's enough outta you.

Still want me on this?

I'm happy to pay.

Make it a beer, and
it'll be my pleasure.

Who is it?

Only me. I brought you a cup of tea.

What do you want?

Well, I wanted to invite you to a
little memorial I'm having for Milt.

I hardly knew the bugger.

What's this? h*m* tea?

No, it's peppermint. It's calming.

What's the point in that?

Grandpa, I know
what's going on here.

I know that you seeing me as a widow
makes you think of Grandma and the
pain of her passing.

I'm sorry she's dead —
that's for sure.

I know. And I understand.

Means I can't bloody k*ll her.

You don't mean that.

Oh, I do.

Grandpa, I am here for you.
We all are — me, even Loretta.

She's the worst of the lot.

Really?

But... she's your favourite.

Spitting image of your grandmother.
She'll come to no good.

Oh, but Grandpa—
Bugger off. And stop
trying to poison me.

If it was a Christmas present, you
could shake it and guess what's in
it.

You shake your Christmas presents?

Yeah. You just feel it, and
you go, 'Oh, sh*t. It's a book.'

Don't you do that?

Come on. Let's open it.
You know we can't.

You know you want to.

Guess who the container's
registered to? You.

What?
Well, Hoochie Mama.

It's ours! We can open it.

Jesus, he's got a nerve.
Anything else?

It originated from China.
Documentation says 'manufactured
goods'.

Got the obligatory fumigation from
MAF. But, more importantly, got the
all clear.

So it's hunky-dory?

Hey, you asked me
to help. I'm helping.

You're not looking at it.

If this thing contains anything of
concern, then it would be being
watched.

f*ck.

Although, I can't see anyone,
but... could be doing what honest
containers do, which is contain.

Yeah, really — with Wolf involved?

Argh!

Tool guys at your service.
KASEY: Hey, baby.

Hi, babe. It's moments like
these you need one of these.

Wow. What's that?

Oh, it's a gas axe.

Yeah, we just got it —
brand new, second-hand.

Break that bolt off.

Oi. What are you doing?
Responding to a call.

Come on. You know you
wanna know what's in it.

I don't wanna know.

It could be something
like free sh*t.

It'll be dodgy sh*t.

We don't want any association
with that. I saw that look.

We really wanna use our gas axe.

Take it somewhere else.

I'll deal with this from
now on, thank you. Excuse me.

CELLPHONE BEEPS

You tell me what's in that
f*cking container right now.

Nice to see you too, Cheryl (!)

[ None of your business.

Oh, it is, since you put it
in the name of my business.

Our business.

Do you think I'm some kind of mug?

Is getting into my business a root
for you and Gary Savage to fence
stolen sh*t?

Nothing stolen there.

You can tell Gary Savage
where to get off.

Nothing to do with him.

Then who?
None of your business!

Who?!

We're holding it for my brother.

OK. If it belongs to your brother,
what's it doing in Hoochie Mama's
name?

Nicky needed to get that container
off the wharf and we had some space
out front.

Now, if you'll excuse me,
I have business to attend to.

I want it gone.
It will be.

Better f*cking be.

I was thinking a pool.

Great. I've got
those papers for you.

So, you've seen your mother lately?

Why do you ask?

Oh, I thought she might
have come to you for advice.

Ah, we talk.

She's my mother.

As it should be.

Gotta have respect for women,
Jethro. We wouldn't be here without
them.

That one of yours — that, uh,
Danielle — she's a keeper.

Yeah, I think so.

Mm.

Loyalty, family — whatever comes
down, that's the bottom line.

Got the name wrong on this.

The vendor's name's
McQuilter, right?

The purchaser — Wolfgang West.

Should be Sheree. Sheree Gregan.

Hang on. I thought you
were buying the house.

I've decided to put it in her name.

Well,... is that wise?

Makes sense from where I'm standing.

Yeah. But, Dad, you can't—

I trust her.

What's it to you anyway?

Well, as your legal counsel,
I don't think it's very—

The house is in Sheree's name

because that is what's best for me.

Right.

You can tell her that, if you like.

Who?

I already told you, Jethro — I don't
blame you. But don't treat me like
I'm a fuckwit.

Make the changes.

Sheree can sign tonight.

You're sh1tting me?

I wish I was. ]

Putting it in that tart's name.
What the f*ck was he thinking?

Well, he knew.

Or he'd figured it out. However
he did it, he's way ahead of us.

I... might have said something.

I'll track down everything you
bloody own and I'll take half
of it, so bring it f*cking on!

SIGHS: Oh.
Mum, you were supposed
to keep your cool.

I know. He just... he just gets to
me — the way he has to have his way
all the f*cking time.

Yeah, tell me about it.

God, I stuffed up.

OK. Look. If he stays with her,
eventually the house will become
relationship property, right?

You can still go at it.
Oh, years of wrangling —
that's all I f*cking need (!)

Or not.

What are you thinking?

Just... leave it to me, all right?

No, I won't say anything.

Mum. Finish your drink and go home.

It'll all look different
in the morning.

Truck came, took it away.

Who?
I don't know.

Truck driver.
Well, good riddance.

But now we'll never know what was
in it. You know, like a Chrissie
present with the wrong name on it.

HORN BLARES

ROCK MUSIC

I'm picking you guys
to be Hoochie Mama.

Depends on who's asking.

Where's the container?

Gone. Thankfully.

I expected to find a container,
which is why I brought a large
truck.

Well, maybe you need to talk
to Wolfgang West about that.

Wolf?

Sorry, you are?

Disappointed.

You don't happen to have a
sister called Sheree, do you?

The only sister I got.

Nicky's the name.

I'm sorry to take up
your time, ladies.

CELLPHONE BEEPS

Wow. He's the Grogan's brother?

I'm here to pick up the box,
but apparently you've got it.

No.

You didn't pick it up?

What'd I just say?

OK, well, that's a problem.

I'll deal with it.

Good.

ROCK MUSIC

So, you just want us to wait here?

Just guard the container,
Van — like I told you.

Ooh.

And for how long?

As long as I need you.

So you just want us to stand around
here like a couple of tools?

Dude, you can't use tools as
an insult any more, remember?

f*ck.

It's for Mum, OK?
And you don't want us to open it?

No. Just stay here, keep an eye
on it till it's ready to go.

Oh, sort of like surveillance?

You've got it.

And this'll help Mum?

Hugely.

All right. OK. We'll do it. But, uh,
we're doing it for her, not for you.

Whatever works for you, Van.

Well, that works for
me, actually, Jethro.

Great.

OK.

Waiting.

Watching.

You tell it to print, and...

Oh yeah.

It's a waste of time you having
a computer when you can't use it.

You want me to give it to you?

You could.

Uh, it's Milt.

So?

So, no wonder Grandpa thinks
you're heartless and evil.

(SCOFFS) No, he doesn't.

Well, I didn't want to tell you,
cos it's negative, but he absolutely
hates you.

And did you find this out
after the healing or before?

No, he's not healed — not yet.

But he hates you and not me.

Hello.

Where's your mother?

In her room.

What's this?

This is an invitation to a
service for my dead husband.

Ah. Righto.

sh*t. Do you mind?

Where's the f*cking container?
You've got it.

Don't piss me about,
Cheryl. Where is it?

Thought you'd done what I'd said
and got rid of the f*cking thing.

You don't know where it is?

No. Don't know, don't care.

If you're in the sh*t over
some deal, it's not my problem.

If you hear anything...

Why would I go out
of my way to help you?

She was a slut and a
liar. A rank deceiver.

When have I deceived you?

You will. You're a bad
egg. It's in the bone.

This is so unfair.

Bugger off.

I hate Rita too, you know?

There you go — lies and deceit.

No, I do. I used to idolise her,
but... after knowing what she did
to you...

And whoever that guy was who knocked
her up — he would have been nothing
on you. Not a patch.

It could k*ll a man, you know —

that kind of hurt.

Yeah.

If you're going to hate
anyone, I'd go for Pascalle.

Congratulations.

You are now the proud owner of an
unconditional contract and a house
in Jordanson Ave.

Thanks a f*cking bunch.

Don't mention it.

I should never have it delivered
here in the first place.

Sheree, later.

This wouldn't be a large metal box
parked out front of Hoochie Mama,
by any chance?

What do you know about that?

Sheree, upstairs.
No way.

Do as you're f*ckin' told.

What do you know
about that container?

Where it is.

You took it?

Go ahead, hit me.

It won't get your stuff back.

Now why would you do a
silly thing like that?

Well, you've gotta have
respect for women — eh, Dad?

Oh, so Mummy put you up to it.

No. Strangely enough,
I thought it up all by myself.

What's in the container is important
to you, just like Mum's house and
business is important to her. Right

(GRUNTS)

Good. Now we're clear on that.

What the f*ck is that?

Relationship property settlement
agreement. You keep your house;
Mum keeps hers.

No one takes half
of anyone's anything.

You sign that, you'll
get your little box back.

You little bastard.

No, no. I'm your son —
pretty f*cking sure on that.

So you finally grew some
balls, eh? Big ones.

Family's the bottom
line. Right, Dad?

(LAUGHS) Yeah, take your time.

Good. Settled.

That container better come back.
Otherwise things could get ugly.

It's safe. Don't worry.

Just one little look —
then we close it up again.

I don't know, man.
I mean, you don't buy a gas axe
and not use it — that's rude!

And your Mum — she'd want to know.

THE TUTTS' "K"

(LAUGHS)

Freaky.
Yeah.

I wouldn't have known your
mum to be big on exercise.

Maybe she could start.

Check out all of
these running things.

Oh, look, you're going
faster! You're too fast, man!

(LAUGHS)

Go!

(PANTS)

♪ I guess you could
say that I need her.

♪ I'm doing everything
just to please her.

♪ I'm taking her clothes
to the cleaners,...

♪ and her friends'
and family's as well;

♪ and her friends'
and family's as well.

♪ Let's go! ♪

Go, dude. There's like kg there.

Oh yeah!

(LAUGHS)

SMASH!

Whoa, f*ck.
Whoa. What was that?

Little sh*ts of vodka?

(READS) Ess...trin...inone.

Tren...ball...lone.

(READS) Ephedrine?

I've heard of that.

Russian money?

Dude, that's steroids.

Eh! Choice, man. Muscle sh*t.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, man. That's the
'roids, man. We don't touch it.

GARBLES: Why not?

Bro, that's evil sh*t, man.
It'll make your d*ck shrink.

Mm?

And you'll grow a giant clit.

(SPITS)

A clit? Really?

That's nasty sh*t, man.
We stay right away. Come on.

Van, time to go.

OK. Jethro...

What?

Before we go, are you sure you
don't want to know what's inside?

No. I told you — just go, right.

And leave the place unlocked.

Cool. Cos we've got stuff to do.

Go do it, then.

We will. And not
because you tell us to.

He's walking away. I don't get it.

You sign that, and he's got
no claim over you any more.

How in hell did you manage
to get him to go for this?

Uh, just a quick game
of 'hide the container'.

You took it?

(LAUGHS) Yep. If he's going
to leave sh*t lying around...

What was in it?

Uh, don't know, don't care. It's the
leverage we needed. So now it's your
turn.

What, don't you want to do it?

How'd he take it?

Uh, not too thrilled.

(LAUGHS) Oh, sh*t.
You bloody genius!

I'm always here for you, Mum.

Oh, f*ck. Don't I know it.

All right, all right, all right,
all right. Sign it, woman.

CORK POPS

French champagne! OK.

You bet.

I got him — for the first
time in my life. I got him.

I thought this was about your mum.

Ah, whatever. I feel
f*cking fantastic.

Sorry, mate. Sorry.

I promise — when I
move in, no swearing.

Really?

Yeah. Unless you've
changed your mind.

What? No. But isn't
your dad moving out?

Nah. He'll be there for months.
He's got renos, so... who cares?

CELLPHONE RINGS

OK, get it. But we are definitely
working on the phone thing when you
move in.

All right.

Oi.

Dad.
So who's the smart arse?

What?
Get over here now.

It's too late to change your mind.
The agreement's already certified.

I don't give a sh*t about that!

You get over here now!

Gidday.

What?

It's one thing to grow a set of
balls, Jethro, but you do not f*ck
with me — ever.

You got your stuff back.
It's what you wanted.

And what about what was inside it?

Well, I never opened it.
Bullshit.

It's true.

Who'd you get to shift it?

You are?

My brother — Nicky.

Wolf was looking after that
container for me and some
associates.

We're keen to get that stuff back.

All right. I'll make some inquiries.

I need answers.

The only way that's going to
work is getting that stuff back.

Yep. I'll make some inquiries.

You opened it, didn't you?

No, no. You told us not to.

Don't d*ck me around, Van!
What was in the container?

OK, OK. No need to shout.

Yeah, man. Aggressive.

Yes, we did have
a little peek inside.

Oh, Jesus.

It's a good thing we did, Jed,

cos Mum could have got herself
in a whole heap of sh*t.

Not to mention physical deformities.

Giant clits.

I haven't got time for your
stoned bullshit right now, OK?

It was gym gear, OK?

Exercise stuff?

Yeah, well, you could call it that.

And you guys stole it?

No, we put it back —
exactly where it was, mostly.

Yeah, we put the gear back, but we
didn't put back the gear that was
in the gear.

Van.
It was dr*gs, Jed.

OK? Real bad ones, mate.
Someone was trying to set Mum up.

There was dr*gs in it?

(SCOFFS) Not any more, eh.

Cool. Cos we've got stuff to do.

Go do it, then.

We will. And not
because you tell us to.

We're on.

BOTH LAUGH, CHEER

ROCK MUSIC

GLASS SMASHES

Yeah, m*therf*cker!

Oh my God. Is English you
second language, you idiot?

I told you not to touch anything—

No, you said to look out for Mum.

It wasn't Mum's f*cking
container, dickhead.

No, but I thought— You said...

You don't think, Van! Cos when
you do, everything turns to sh*t.

What's his f*cking problem?

(SIGHS)

I'm going over to invite Jethro.

Why can't you just ring him?

Because it's a nice day for
a walk, and everyone has to come —

especially Grandpa.

He's OK.

No, he's not. He's in
his caravan of pain.

Actually, he's in the bathroom,
and he's OK. I talked to him.

You?

But... he hates you.

And I hate Grandma, so we're fine.

(SIGHS) Loretta, that is not
healing. That's not positive.

Works for me.

KNOCKS ON DOOR

Grandpa, hating will not
make the world a better place,

and even if you've been hurt —
really badly hurt — you have to
forgive.

And what does that do?

Well, it's positive, not negative.

Means the other bastard
got off the hook.

Look. I know that Grandma was really
mean, but hating won't bring her
back or make you feel any better.

Don't I know it.

Forget Grandma, and take your
grief and turn it into action —
a beautiful positive.

That's what I'm doing.

Okey-doke.

OK.

Stuff's gone.

Gone where?

Gone... as in completely —

down the drain.

You sure?

f*ck.

Yeah, and what happened to
'Wests don't do dr*gs', huh?

It wasn't mine and it wasn't bad.

So good you had to put it
in Mum's f*cking name?

Listen, smart arse.

That sh*t belonged to people who now
think that they've been ripped off.

It's gone. Tell them that.

That won't cut it. I need a name.

It's not going to get it back.

Who were the jerk-offs
who trashed it?

(SIGHS) Oh.

Can you stump the cash?

How much?

, — might be able
to keep them happy.

grand?

Forget it.

Then you should get gone.

(SCOFFS) What?

Nicky knows you're connected, so do
others. They'll be looking for a
pound of flesh.

I don't want it to be yours, so go.

That's it? That's
your advice — piss off.

I'm just trying to
save your arse here.

Yeah right (!)

CONSPICUOUS MUSIC

GLASSES RATTLE

Oh, sh*t.

sh*t.

What happened?

(SIGHS) Uh, nothing.
Just got a message.

Well, you definitely
need to clean it up.

And I would help, but
I've got Milt's memorial.

What?

My husband — Milt. You remember him?

(LAUGHS)

Yep.

Well, no one else seems to.

(LAUGHS)

I really want you to be there.

(LAUGHS) Yeah. Uh-huh.

Yeah, I'll try.

Jethro, are you in trouble?

(SIGHS) There's no way I'm going to
let him run me out of f*cking town.

Who?
Dad.

Dad did this?

Uh, yeah — some friends of his.

(SIGHS)

Where's Wolf?

You think you're so f*cking smart.
Did you think about anyone else?

I dunno what you're talking about.

We needed that money for the
house. Now we're in major sh*t.

Yeah, join the club.

I hope she's happy — Cheryl.

No, no, no, no, no. You don't
f*cking talk about her. Got it?

Oh, aren't you the good son (!)

Someone called for you this
afternoon. I said to try for you at
work, or maybe at your girlfriend's.

Just trying to be helpful.

sh*t.

ROCK MUSIC

Piss off!

Hey, hey.

Leave her alone!

Oi! That's my neighbour.

Sorry, Mike.

What the hell was that about?

I don't— Nothing.
Let's just get inside, eh?

I might be going away for a bit.
On business?

Uh, no. I could be
in a bit of trouble.

What kind of trouble?

Um, the less you know, the better.

Is this cold feet?

What?

You don't want to move in
with me — you only have to say.

No, no, no, no. It's not that.

Don't be crazy. Um, I want to
be here more than anything, OK?

But, um, if anyone comes round here,
you say we've split, all right? You
don't know where I am.

Where will you be?
I don't know exactly.

If you're in some kind of
trouble, I can help you.

No, you can't! All right?!

You can't help me, and I can't risk
anything happening to you or Robbie!
Get it?!

OK? I shouldn't even f*cking be
here. (SIGHS) Jesus Christ!
My f*cking family.

What is it?

Tell me!

It's better you don't know, OK?

Well, can I call you? Can
I get in touch with you? ]

I'll call you, all right.

When I can.

(SIGHS)

Oh, sh*t. You're scaring me.

(SIGHS) Oh, Jesus.
No, no, no. Listen to me.

CRIES: No. No! No!

Listen to me. Listen to me.

Listen.

It won't be for long, OK?
And I will come back.

I will come back.
I f*cking promise. OK?

I love you. I love you.

I love you.

You're a keeper.

It can't be that bad. It can't be.

Maybe you should go somewhere else,
OK? Just for a few days. Get Robbie
to his father's. You don't know me

Jethro!
Don't be home. All right?
Just for a few days.

ROCK MUSIC

So where will you be?

You think I'd tell you?

I'm not your enemy.

You've got cash somewhere. You
could bail me out if you wanted.

That cash is committed to a house,
Jethro — a binding contract, as you
remember.

You got your own back.

Is that what you
think this is about?

Yep. You don't want me here.

Not any more.

You know what? I wouldn't go, except
for her. But I'll f*cking come back.

Good on ya.
You're such a control freak.

I value loyalty.

Is it so bad Mum gets what she's
due, after the sh*t you've put her
through?

I didn't f*ck up here.

You walked out on our family, man.

Mum made a go of it on her own.
You know what? Good on her.

f*ck your mother.
What is your problem?

You never gave me credit for sh*t.

Well, the university had its use.

Oh, f*ck. Thanks, Dad.
I feel so f*cking validated (!)

See, you learned some big words.

See you soon, Dad.
Not that soon.

f*ck you. I make my own decisions.

You want to wind up in pieces
in a suitcase in the Waitemata?

You told them I've still got it.

I need a name, or I'm in the sh*t.
I'm doing my best to hold 'em off.

Do you want me gone?

Couple of years.

You'll learn from your
mistakes. Won't you?

Where's the beers?

Van's getting one.

Place looks nice.

It's all about finding
the beautiful positive.

You were on to something there.

Really?
Yes.

Oh, Grandpa, that is so wonderful.

Bonzer.

I've got a job for you.

Not Gary bloody Savage again.

No. We're moving on.

We're gonna find the bastard
who dropped his seed in Rita.

You know who it is.

That's your job.

Why me?

It's your business —
finding wrongdoers.

I didn't think it'd all be
to do with the West family.

You're lucky to be in work. There's
a positive. So, we find the bugger.
Then we k*ll him.

Oh, it just gets better (!)

Mum, where is everyone?
Oh, they'll be here, honey.

CELLPHONE RINGS

No. No calls. We're grieving.

You came.

Yeah, wouldn't miss
it for the world.

Van.

Van.

Oh, hey, bro.

Where's Mum?

She's inside for the Milt thing.

Come on, man. We've
gotta get in there.

I can't.

Yeah, Pascalle will be
slutted if we're late.

I can't, Van. I'm going away.

What, on holiday?

Listen to me.

The thing with the dr*gs —
some sh*t's hit the fan.

They know?

Not about you. But, um, I've gotta
go away for a while, all right?

So, um, it's your job to keep
an eye out for Mum, all right?

From the drug dealers.

No, from Dad.

What's he done?

He's f*cking...

f*ck. (SNIFFS)

Just look after Mum, all right?

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Wait, wait. If
you go, then... it'll be... just me.

Yeah, and Mum and
Pascalle and Loretta.

But... we've never
been... alone before.
You'll be OK, Van.

I mean, I've often wished you d*ed
cos you've been mean my whole life,

but, um, you know.

Just look out for Mum
for me, all right?

OK, everyone. I'm really glad
that you could all come.

I just knew that you'd all want
a chance to remember Milt, say how
much he meant to you.

Well?

Um, ah, one great thing
about fulla Milt was, um,...

that he was from Daytona, which is
home to the Daytona , which is
an awesome car race. Kia ora.

OK, that's lovely (!)

Car racing was great. And so was
Milt. And we just hope he was as
rich as he says he was.

Um, yeah, Milt, eh?

Well, I have to admit, I was a bit
suspicious of the guy at first—

I need to talk to you — now.

...he turned out to be a decent
guy, bona fide businessman.

Then why were you so
f*cking mean to him?

Cursing.
I don't care. He was a
sh*t to him the whole time.

You wanted him dead and you got
him dead and you don't even care.

You don't care about me or anyone
else, and I'm going to hate you
forever!

You bastards! You f*cking bastard!

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HELLO SAILOR'S
'GUTTER BLACK' PLAYS

♪ Lying in the gutter,

♪ I cut the cord from my mother.

♪ She pat me on the head and said,

♪ 'Go to sea, boy.
Get to sea, man.'