04x04 - Revenged Most Thoroughly

[bunniefuu]

We'll find the bastard who dropped
his seed in Rita. We'll k*ll him.

Know about a huge f*cking container
parked in my doorway? What's in it?

Can't say.

Ephedrine.

That's steroids.
There's dr*gs in it?

Not any more, eh.

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

It's gone. Tell 'em that.

You should get gone.

I gotta go away for a while. It's
your job to keep an eye out for Mum,
OK?

From the drug dealers?

No. From Dad.

You f*cking bastard!

Yeah. Puff, puff, give.

Yay! Popcorn. We so can't
watch movies without popcorn.

You owe me for it.

MUNTER: Love you.

I don't care how ripped
you are, you're paying me.

It's not the lame-o p*rn, is it?

I like the lame-o p*rn.

No. It's family movies.

It's research.

Is this the one with me
and the paddling pool?

[ LORETTA: Spare us.

Oh. It's so cute when I do the
hokey-pokey and I accidentally
kick Van in the nuts.

Except you weren't born in .

So I'm not in it?

Not unless you're male
and have a limp.

Bert Thompson?

[ PASCALLE: Is that our place?

[ LORETTA: No, it's Aztec Road.

[ Ha ha, Grandpa, look at you.

Oh my God. She is so like you.

[ Except attractive.

Hot and tasty.
You'd f*ck my grandma?

No, no. The sausage rolls,
bro. The sausage rolls.

[ Whoa. She is so working it.

What are you researching?

Who bloody did it?

Is this more krugerrand stuff?

Little bastard.

Who is it?

Bilkey.

Bilkey the getaway driver?

I should have seen it before.
Little yarpie bastard.

I'll bloody get him.

What did he do?
None of your business.

Can we have the
paddling-pool one now?

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. ♪

RECORD SCRATCHES

MELANCHOLIC MUSIC

(KNOCKS)

Who is it?
Cheryl.

Shifting?

Nelson. (CLEARS THROAT)
Closer to Mum and Dad.

Thought maybe, uh, you might
have been going to join him.

Him?
Jethro.

Yeah. When he did all this bullshit
about 'needing to go away', I didn't
really believe him.

Then someone did come looking for
him. Then that came through the
window.

Then, a couple of days ago, someone
followed Robbie home from school.
Gave him this.

WHISPERS: Oh sh*t.

They want to know where he is. How
can I tell them when I don't know?

No. I don't know either.

You wouldn't tell me if you did.

No, that's not true. If he knew
about this, he'd be ropeable.

I really thought we had
something, you know?

He does care about you.
I know he does.

EMOTIONALLY: Then why the f*ck
doesn't he get in touch? (SIGHS)

He will.
When he can.

Mm-hm? Well, I have
to put my son first.

f*ck, I'm sorry.

I'll nail who's
responsible for this.

Oh, you know who that is?

Yeah.

So, five bedrooms?

And we'll be putting in a pool.
Great.

Why? You want to come
around and use it?

No. Of course not.

Sit down, honey.

Given the large deposit, we'd be
happy to lend the balance once we
have proof of income and employment.

How's that all going?
Good. He's got a job lined up.

No, I don't.
He's got an offer.

No way am I a f*cking cleaner.

It's maintenance.

Yeah, cleaning pubes out of drains.

And I've got a position
in fashion. Don't I?

Marvellous. That's really
taking off these days.

Isn't it, though?

So we'll get you the
paperwork as soon as we can.

Won't we?

We'll get back to ya.

Great. Exciting.

Tell me.
No.

Oh, come on.
No.

Please. Please?

Please, please, please, please.
What's going on?

Rochelle's got a boyfriend.
Really?

Yep. And she's wearing her 'I just
got laid in a good way' face.

That face! Two nights. Must
be serious. Do we know him?

Come on. Help me out here.

Well, maybe she doesn't
want us to know him.

No. That's a different face.

That's her 'I just got laid
and what was I thinking' face.

Shut up.

Yeah, well, we all make
mistakes from time to time.

Like the bastard who would trash
his own son and then get his
low-life mates on to his girlfriend

and thr*aten her kid on the way home
from school so she's gotta leave
town. Know anything about that?

Taking that container
put us all in the sh*t.

Yeah. You're not f*cking joking.

Because of that, I'm gonna need
a bit more money... out of the
business.

What money?

You might have to do a few more
parties, maybe a tour of the North
Island.

Oh yeah? You gonna do them,
are you, in a bra and panty set?

No. Your new employee.

Over my dead body.

I had a conversation with your major
shareholder, Gary Savage. He didn't
have a problem. So set it up.

PHONE RINGS

f*ck.

Yeah?

There. You see?

I saw a man performing
indignities on a sausage roll.

You know where else he was
sticking it — his boerewors.

He's South African?
Parents were. That's how
we knew the jeweller.

You and your bloody associates.

Lefty, Bert, Phineas, Bilkey —
we were celebrating that evening.

Krugerrands.
Nah. Maori money. Tokoroa TAB.
Nice job, that one.

Rita always put on a party after.

Yeah, that's sweet of her (!)

Didn't stint on the spread.
Plenty of cold ones.

No wonder they were always round.

It could've been any of them.

Nah.
Why not?

Lefty and Phineas were both married.

That stops lots of people (!)

Ngaire would have cut off Lefty's
other ball if he'd strayed.

And Phineas was a Catholic — always
said a Hail Mary before a job.

But her and Bilkey,

always having a laugh together.

ROCK MUSIC

Always feeling her up.

That's hardly proof
of paternity, Ted.

We'll get that when we find the
bugger — choke out a confession.

We ain't doing anything of the sort.

Don't you want to help?

Ted,...

why don't I find him?

You're not choking him without me.

We'll talk to him first.
Talk?

Yeah. Interrogate. You know.

All right. Then we choke him.

We'll just see what's
appropriate, eh?

You're right. Choking
could be too good for him.

Well, she's conked out now,
but she just kept crying.

Well, did you—? Did you
give her the dummy?

I showed her some of
my videos to soothe her.

No wonder she was crying.

Give her the dummy.
She likes the dummy.

She'll end up with bad teeth.

What are you doing here?

Reviewing a suspect for
our friend the loose cannon.

What's he on about now?

Is this about Bilkey?

What did he take off Grandpa?

It's what he left that's the
problem. According to Ted,
he knocked up Rita.

For real?

Although the evidence is a sausage
roll, a shoulder touch and a butt
pat.

On the Super ?

Yeah, I know. It's crazy.

It's cool. It's like Blow Up.

Is that the gross one
with the rubber doll?

Antonioni, — it's a classic.

Oh, Grandpa says that
about all his p*rn films.

No. This is an actual movie.

Since when did a movie tell
you anything about anything?

That's what I said.

Ted's hell-bent on k*lling
the bloke responsible.

Oh, he's just mouthing off.

Yeah, 'course he is.

I don't know. Love betrayed — it's
amazing where people get to in that
scenario.

Yeah.

Can you keep an eye on him for me?

Yeah. Blow Up was awesome.

Hey, Cheryl. Just getting the
low-down on these invisible
parties if anyone asks.

If anyone asks,
there's no such thing.

Yeah, I know there's
no such thing, but—

No. There's no such thing,

cos from now on, we're not doing it.

Cheryl. Can I talk to you?

If you and Wolf want some money out
of this business, you can haul your
arse and earn some.

OK. When and where?

What do you mean?

I mean I can do parties — real ones.

Is that simple enough for you?

We don't have any.

Well, actually, we do —
that women's league thing.

You're doing it.
It's just that I've got a date.

Another one?
Those girls, they're animals.

Last time it took me a week
to get the vom out of the carpet.

OK. It's all yours.

Well, she can't have it at my place.

She can have it
wherever she wants it.

Fine.

Go for it.

Great. (CHUCKLES) Awesome.

I'll be checking the money against
the orders — if there are any.

There will be.

I so thought you
were gonna slap her.

Maybe next time.

You're just kidding to get at her,
right? About the invisible parties?

Nah.
Cheryl.

From now on, that stuff's
a thing of the past.

So,... Bilkey.

Yeah.

You know what this is?

It's Grandma's grapefruit Kn*fe.

She'd eat one every morning,
sharp as she could get it.

Yeah. She never let
us have any sugar.

Curve it around, separate the
segments, pop them in her mouth.

Now it pops between his ribs.
The punishment fits the crime.

Um, OK, how do you know
it was actually Bilkey?

I know.

Well, what about one of
the others? Bert or someone.

Rita couldn't abide deformity.
She tried to poison him with
the lamingtons.

A lover's tiff?

And he had terrible BO, as well I
know. Stuck down a tunnel with him
for two days,...

PHONE RINGS
...sharing the same sleeping bag.

Yes?

All right, Porky. See you there.

He's efficient, that copper.
Found Bilkey already.

Um, Grandpa...
What?

Can I watch the rest of the footage?

Why?
Professional interest.

Go for your life. I don't need it.

(SIGHS)

For a third time, she said the
invisible parties are a thing
of the past.

And how does she expect
to make a f*cking living?

Yeah, well, never mind.

She does not call the sh*ts around
here and she needs to be told.

She's not round here,
and she doesn't get to me.

We need the money.

The more you wind her up, the worse
she is. The main thing right now is
getting this mortgage.

I don't want a f*cking mortgage.

If you want this house, then we do.

Never got on my knees in front
of a banker in my life.

Unless you can magic up a shitload
of cash in the next five minutes,
I don't see we have a choice.

Come on. Talk to
Nicky about this job.

Licking toilets?

It's not even a real job. It's
just something to stick on a form.

I've always worked for myself.

You still do.

Nicky's just doing this
as a favour to us.

Hmm. He's all heart (!)

I think it's pretty bloody big of
him, especially after what happened
with your son and the container.

It'll be OK, baby.

f*cking Cheryl!

Bloody Cheryl. How could she?

I'll never be able to
afford surgery now.
Dog sick again?

No, not for the dog — for me.
I've always wanted to up a cup size.

He's a tit man, the new bloke, eh?

No. It's for me.

But you have great tits.

Hey, doesn't she have great tits?

Uh, no, I hadn't noticed.

You've never noticed those?

See? That's why I need surgery.

Nah, you don't.

Oh. Thought you hadn't noticed.

They're not a thing you comment on.

It hasn't stopped you
speaking your mind before.

What, about tits?

No. Cheryl. I bet you you
got in her ear about this.

You told her to can
the invisible parties?

She's done it?

See? I knew it was his fault.
He was in her ear the whole time...

Where is he? Bet you had
a job running him to ground.

Funnily enough, he was the only
Bjelke Van Hever in the phone book.

But he put up a fight?

He said he was keen to catch up —
said he'd be here with bells on.

Brazen bugger.

Yeah, well, you got one bit right.

Oh, sh*t, where's me bloody Kn*fe?
What Kn*fe?

Oh, I can break a glass, use that.

Ted. I don't think
Bilkey is our man.
He bloody is.

Ted, look at him. Look what he's
wearing. Leather cap give any clues?

What's wrong with a leather cap?

He's as camp as a row of pink ones.

Pink what?
Tents.

No. Bilkey never liked roughing it.

Ted, he's gay.

Nah, he loved the ladies.
Mad on Shirley Bassey.

Ted, you old rascal.

Aren't you looking good?

Port and lemon. You always liked it.
I was telling Wayne of the time we
got trapped in the bog at the Moun.

Hiding after a job in Tauranga.

Hm. It was cramped, but,
uh, we passed the time.

You don't butter me up!

This thing about Rita, awful.

You were always close, you two.

I adored Rita.
I know you did.

She was a complete inspiration.

In the sack?!

No. Her shoes, her clothes, those
saucy little outfits. So Jackie O.

So you never...?
Oh, sweetheart. She'd
never have gone for me.

Must have been someone else.

Well, she liked a bad boy.

Didn't we all?

She liked them bad.

Liked them big.

Bloody Phineas. Must have
been. Phineas O'Driscoll.

Wasn't he Catholic?

Why do you think they're everywhere?
Rooted their way round the world.

According to you, he was married.

Carol left him just before
the Smith & Caughey's cock-up.

So?

Maybe she found out
he was with Rita.

We can make up any story
from this distance.

And he had a big basket on him.
So big it was almost frightening.

I know. I spent three nights
in a van with him casing a job.

Long nights, those ones.

And he was tall. Dead ringer for
Gary bloody Savage — those little
eyes.

Oh, great (!) Fine (!)
Let's string him up, then (!)

You don't believe me.

Well, you got to admit,
it's a bit tenuous.

I know the date and who was round.

What if it was someone you didn't
know? Happened during the day.

I was home most days —

one of the benefits of a
career in safe-cracking.

You were away sometimes.

One of the lads kept an eye on her.
We did that for each other.

And you spent time with their wives.

Ha! You wouldn't shag Ngaire Munro.

Or Carol O'Driscoll.
Faces like hatchets.

It was him. I know it.

OK. Give me the details
and I'll get on to it.

I already know where he is.

It's probably better if I handle it.

So you can give him a warning,
like you did Bilkey?

Do you want my help or not?

I want a lift home.

It's out of it how you and Grandma
are the same, but she's hot and
you're not.

[ Shh.

Maybe it's the shoes.

What are you guys
watching this for again?

[ Shh.

What do you mean, shh?
There's no sound.

Shh.

Because you don't wear heels.

Or maybe there's a sexy gene
that just got passed to me.

Oh my God.
I know. I'm brilliant.

No. You're an idiot.

Watch this.

Well, how can we watch it if you're
playing it backwards, fuckface?

Wait.
OK. What are we meant to look for?

Just watch it. See
if you can see it.

That ball...

It's Old Googly.

How's that important?

It's the best cricket
ball in history—

[ Shh.
[ Ooh, ooh, that's Grandpa.

[ Just watch it.

There.

I don't get it.
She's looking at someone
behind the camera.

[ Yeah. Obviously there's someone.

[ So, who is it?

[ Grandpa?

It can't be Grandpa.
He's playing cricket.

Couldn't operate a camera and keep
your eye on Old Googly. No way.

So, who's behind the camera?

Well, I'm really confused,
but I am right about the shoes.

I know.

Whoever's holding the camera is a
person, right? So it's either a man
or a woman.

GRANDPA: It wasn't a woman. ]

It was the kid next door.

Strange family, they were. Couldn't
understand a word they said.

They were foreign?

Why are you still
watching this old crap?

Professional interest. I told you.

Well, pack it up
when you're finished.

Don't you need it any more?

No.

I'm satisfied.

That was excellent.

You shouldn't have to
look after the old goat.

Do you want to take over?
f*ck, no.

(LAUGHS)

So... Did you find the Rita-rooter?

I didn't know you cared.

All those years of calling me Slutty
Pants. Who's the slut now, eh?

I see.

Oh, last laugh, you know?

So,... it's all over with
your invisible parties?

Who told you that?
My spies are everywhere. ]

Bloody Kasey.

All right. They're not everywhere.

What brought that on?

I've had it... with that arsehole.

I'll never forgive Wolf for what he
did to Jethro and Danielle. He wants
me to hire his slapper.

Well, f*ck him if he's gonna
get another cent out of me.

So that's your reason.

Yeah. What's wrong with it?

Last laugh, stick it
in the neck. I get it.

You want some more?

Nah. Better get back to it.

Don't let the old fulla
do any damage.

I don't see what's
wrong with maintenance.

It sounds like a cleaner.

Yeah. Janitor. (LAUGHS)

What about personal trainer?

Oh, sounds a bit gay.

A bit? (LAUGHS)

Not in my gym, it's not.

All those men touching each other
on those pumping machines. Yeah,
definitely h*m*. (LAUGHS)

And how would you know?

My nephew's a fafa.
He's at Les Mills. Yeah.

Oh, your nephew?
Yeah.

What do you need a h*m* job for when
you got a perfectly good business?

The Galleria?

You do remember.

It's under the table.
I'd like to keep it that way.

Well, there's an opening
in store management.

That's your job.

Not for three months while
I visit my sick mum in Samoa.

How can you afford that?

I'm a good manager.

Well, you haven't managed
anything my way lately.

What have you put into it lately?

I see no goods, no appliances.

I've had other stuff on.

What, with other associates?

Yeah, maybe.

Oh well,... I wish you... luck...

finding a new job.

Make up the title you want.
There'll be a weekly cheque.

Nah. I don't need the money.

I need the title to
keep the bank happy.

Right.

Something's come to my attention
about Jethro's girlfriend.

I don't know her.
Someone hassled her kid.

Don't know about that either.

Where I come from, that
kind of thing's not on.

Where I come from, people I care
about don't scrounge for groceries.

We're fine.

Not the impression I get when Sheree
called me from Pak'n Save. Her card
got declined.

Sheree's fine.

Good to hear it.

Cos I care about my sister a lot.

So go ahead, pick a title. Call
yourself managing director or
anything else you want.

Don't forget that.

Come on, girls. Now there's this
one, which comes in bootylicious
black, raunchy red,

and glamorous gold, up to
size . Who wants in?

You. Go and try that
on. Upstairs now.

Excuse me a second, ladies.

What is going on?

You're meant to be with Nicky.

Why'd you call him from Pak'n Save?

I needed some party sh*t
and I was out of cash.

Don't they have petty cash for that?

I'll get reimbursed. Look, go, go,
go, go, go. I'm busy here, baby.

Sorry, girls. Where were
we? Uh, sh*ts, I think.

[ Give me a few minutes.
Now, honey, some knickers.

GASPING

f*ck!
LAUGHTER

You should put her down.

She's so beautiful and squidgy.

Yeah, but she needs
routine, Pascalle.

Do you think if me and Milt had had
a baby, she'd be this gorgeous?

'Course.

I mean, I know he wasn't attractive,
but I am, and he had a beautiful
spirit.

Yeah.

What are you doing here?

I've come to see my granddaughter.

She doesn't want to see you.

She's a baby. What does she care?

I don't want her to see you either.

Jesus Christ.

Mr Popularity, aren't you (?)

You want to take a sh*t at me, you
go right ahead, but playing bullshit
games,

losing us money,
how's that gonna help?

You've lost way more than that.
What are you on about?

Threatening kids. Jesus, Wolf.

That sh*t about Danielle,
I didn't know.

That makes all the difference (!)

I did what I had to do.
Yeah, and so have I.

Oh, fine, if that's the
way you're gonna play it.

I'm not playing.
This is about you and me.

Nah. I should have
done this ages ago.

OK. Up to you.
Yeah, as if.

I don't want to fight. Never gets us
anywhere. You're always so f*cking
stubborn.

And you're a pushover (!)

Look, this isn't gonna go away.

There's a connection here.
It's not gonna end. How could it?

What, you mean the kids?

Mm.

Come on.

Let's call a f*cking truce, here.

All right. You wave the white flag.

I can do concessions.

Name one.

You don't want Sheree working for
you? Fine. No argument from me.

And I'm not changing my mind.

No tax sh*t, no more
money laundering.

Right.

I might go see Van, then.
What for?

Oh, just to catch up,
see what he's up to.

Yeah. Yeah.

p*rn FILM PLAYS

Gidday.
Yeah.

Dad. (GRUNTS)

So, what are you watching?

Oh, a movie.

Prison House Vixens?

Oh, it's a bit of an oldie.

Yeah. Bit of a laugh, eh? (EXHALES)

So, not too busy, then?

Oh, no, me and Muntz,
we got a bit on. Yep.

Doing a retaining wall.

But not right now, eh?
[ EROTIC MOANING

Well, no. We are /, but
we don't get a lot at night.

So you might have
time for your old man?

Something need fixing at Jethro's?

Nah. More of an outside job.

Letter box?

No, Van. A night job.

Cash job.

I need a lookout, all right?

[ ORGASMIC SHRIEKING

It's just... I could get a call-out.

But you're my son
and I need your help.

Yeah, well, if I did,
or if I didn't,...

could I maybe end up like Jethro?

What's that got to do with it?

Nothing.

It's more about Munter, actually.

No. You stay here,
playing with yourself.

Clearly that's more important.

See ya.
Dad.

Call me when you're
not so conflicted.

sh*t.

What was that about?

Nothing.
What did he want?

He didn't want anything.
But I said no.
Good.

Munter couldn't build
that wall on his own.

That's your reason?

Well, it's a big wall.

Van, you know how I feel about this.

Yeah, well, you were off the dodgy
sh*t, and then I thought maybe you
were into it,

and this sh*t with Jethro's real
shitty, but he— I— It got very
confusing.

Can I go now?

Yeah.

Thank you.

(SNIFFS)
Where have you been?

EXHALES: Oh.

Taking care of business.

Oh. Aren't you clever?

Yeah. Bit of life
in the old dog yet.

I'd say so.

UNZIPPING
HORN HONKS ]

I'll say goodbye, then. Sayonara.

Arrivederci.

No, no. No, you don't.
My cab's waiting.

Yeah, well, I wanted to say
something to everyone.

Everyone's not here.

Yeah, well, Jethro.

No, baby Jane. She's someone.

Well, she doesn't need to hear it.
She can wait till she's old enough.

Oh God, she's doing a sermon.
No, I'm not.

From now, blah, blah, blah,
there'll be no blah, blah, blah.

And if anyone blah, blah, blah, you
can move out, commit hari-kari or
sleep under a bridge.

Hurry curry? Like, Indian takeout?
'Hurry with the curry.' The curry
will hurry out your bumhole—

Van, Van, Van. Listen. No, no,
listen. All I want to say to you
is that from now on...

This tax thing, right? It's
not happening. So from now on—

I just-I just want you to know
there is... there is nothing dodgy
or illegal going on.

Did you do something?
No. I just watched Prison Vixens
not even the whole way through.

All I've done is care for
a baby and be a widow.

My point is, we're not doing
anything illegal or dodgy,
all right?

Even Loretta hasn't done
anything bad for ages.

This is totally a case of
Physician, heal thyself.

Mum's not a doctor.

Yeah, but you get my point, right?
As long as you know that that's how
it's gonna be from now on.

You can make all the rules you
like — doesn't matter to me.

See you all... whenever.

Where's he going?

sh*t.

PHONE RINGS

Hey, Loretta.
Is Grandpa with you?

No.

He's gone out... with his Kn*fe.

You know a guy called
Phineas O'Driscoll?

Yeah.

Lovely day for it.

TV: That one there can
probably be cut in half.

You wouldn't want them to be...

You bastard. You bloody bastard.
After all the time we spent
together, all I did for ya.

How could you do that? You knew
how I felt for her — you knew.

And still you put the moves on her.
You knocked her up, didn't ya?

Aren't you gonna say anything?!

Will this get you talking? Talk!

Or I gut you like a grapefruit.

Three days and she's still
not talking. Is he married?

No.
On probation?

No. He's a major hunk
and he loves kids and dogs.

Oh.
Who? Who?

Ooh, how was the league thing?

Those girls were all that
you said they would be,

but get a bit of tequila into
them and, boy, did they spend.

Don't you want to check how I did?

Is this for real?

Wow.

Not bad.

Um, it's kind of a record
for a single-handed party.

Sign me up. Give me the tax
forms. Happy to do more.

How do you feel about
a trip to the Naki?

(SCOFFS) Getting rid of me, Cheryl?

Can we have a moment?

Wolf and I, we need a mortgage, and
if I don't have a job, then we are
in sh*t — major doo-doo.

I know that you have
issues with him—

I don't.

Well, you might, what with Jethro,
and Wolf being with me and me being
younger—

I don't.

But I will get on my knees and
beg if that is what you want.

I don't want that.

I'll do it, Cheryl,
if it means a job.

You did good.

Really?

Want me to say it again?

I'll give you one last chance,

or say your prayers.

Ted.
Stay away!

Give it up. Leave the
poor old bugger alone.

He's holding out, laughing at me.

He's had a stroke.

Huh. Always the excuses. 'Had to go
to Mass; dropped me bloody rosary.'

He can't talk because
he's had a stroke.

I know he's guilty.

Grandpa—
Stay out of it!

It wasn't him, Ted.
It couldn't have been.

You're just trying to stop me.

Do you want to know
why Carol left him?

You talked to her?

Yes. She was very helpful —
about a lot of things.

Like how she left him
because he was f*ring blanks.

Rubbish. He was bursting
with it. Always.

She was married to him for seven
years — no kids. She remarried —
three kids in four.

He's a Catholic,
but still never had kids.

Is that true?

You better not be lying to me.

Ow!

Bloody idiot.

That hurt.

Well, it's meant to.

Come with me and I'll
tell you who did it.

I went and saw the old
neighbours at Aztec Road.

The Poms or the Pakis?

The Poms. The old lady
was quite helpful.

She's still going?

She's not much older than you.

You could understand what she said?

Do you want to hear this or not?

She has quite a good memory
for comings and goings.

She particularly remembers a man
who used to visit in the day.

And during the night.

A man with a limp.

No!

She saw them once.

At it?

'Fond farewell' was her expression.

ROCK MUSIC

Bert bloody Thompson.

She hated him.

Sorry, Ted. Evidence is there.

The bastard's dead.

Yeah, I know.

Do you want another one?

No. Places to be, things to do.

MELANCHOLIC MUSIC

♪ Drinking in the dark.

I couldn't forget you,
ya smelly bastard.

♪ This world is a
little white box. ♪

MUSIC INTENSIFIES

Nice work, Wayne.

He wanted an answer; I wanted
to get some work done.

And Bert's dead, which is helpful.

Pity it's all bullshit.

I did do the legwork.
I checked it out.

You finessed it.

It's a result he's happy with.

It wasn't Bert and you know it.

What makes you think that?

Well, I saw it on the film.

What, they hold up a card?

No. It was the look.

People always look at one another.

No, Wayne. I've noticed this.

People don't hold a
look for that long.

Unless they have a reason.

An intimate reason.

It was the kid next door.

Who is he?

Ted's happy. It's put to bed.
We don't need him trying to s*ab
somebody with that stupid Kn*fe.

That is my grandmother's Kn*fe.

It's over.
Well, for him, but not for me.

I need to know that I'm right.

So I could go round to Aztec Road
myself, or I could wind up Grandpa,
or... you could tell me.

A name. That's all I want.

WHISPERS: Class (!)

What are they on about?

Some crap about
Rochelle's boyfriend.

Oh. He'll be a loser.

Is it him?
No. Do I look sad?

Him.
LAUGHS: No.

Come on. I gotta go soon.

No, you can't. Another drink.

Terribly sorry to keep you waiting.

Bit hard to be a mobile manager
when you're not exactly mobile.

What happened?

Well, I came out this morning,
looked for my car... Looked for
it for ages, actually.

Then I realised...

Stolen.

sh*t.

ROCK MUSIC

You wouldn't credit it in a
civilised society, would you?

But you'll get another one.

Oh, well, we'll see how it pans out.

Well, um, these look good.
Uh, boxing instructor?

Yeah.

At my brother's gym.

I might come see you. I've
always wanted to try it out.

Any time, Rocky.

Hoochie Mama?
Yeah. It's underwear —
mostly for women.

I know.

Are you a bit partial to the ladies'
underwear, are you, Lloydie?

Uh, honey? Are you done yet?

Won't be long. Just need signatures.

Oh, OK.

You and Lloyd Draper?

Lloyd from our wedding?

I know. Isn't it amazing?

You guys hooked up?

I know. I met him at puppy class.
He's got this little schnauzer.
It's so cute — they both are.

I'll get back to you.
Just a rubber stamp, really.

You want another?

Yeah, why not?

You got a mortgage.

You didn't fire Sheree.
Why would I? ]
Cos you could.

Even if I was that petty, it
wouldn't bring my son back,
would it?

Hey.

Is he in the house?

Mm.

He came in saying something about
Bert Thompson. God, I can't believe
Rita went for him.

Why?
He had shocking BO.

Oh, well, who knows
what goes on with women?

People get mad when they're
hurt. I know that much.

Yeah. They do.

Wayne?

Yep.

I feel better. I feel heaps better.

No more tax sh*t.

And it's not about him.

All right.

It was the wrong reason,...
but the right thing.

I feel better for it.

Good.

Crap. Crap. More crap.

Hello.
Hi.

Burton Gardener from the council. I
got a message. Is this about zoning?

You're Welsh.
Well, yes.

No wonder he couldn't
understand you.

I'm sorry. You look so much like...

Rita? Yeah, I get that a lot,
'though not as sexy'.

But then you'd know that —
since you were rooting her.

I did no such thing to her.

I think you did.

Rooting?

It was a connection of souls — music
of the heavens, silk and a garter
belt, legs to die for —

I d*ed for the love of her.

I'll take that as a yes.

♪ Now is not too late.

♪ Heaven can wait

♪ another year or so. ♪

Sharp as a grapefruit.

Sex on a stick.

[ She always was.

Yeah.

I pissed on his grave —
Bert Thompson.

But the Kn*fe, it's still in here.

Come on, old fulla.

It's finished now.

They're all liars, all sluts, women.

Not all of them.

Say one thing, do another.

What are you doing?

Packing this up.

Not when we've got Debbie Does
Dallas in mint condition. Prison
House Vixens.

Many a happy hour we had
watching this, me and the lads.

And a packet of round wines.
Jesus.

There's some bikkies upstairs
if you're up for it.

I didn't take to it at first,
being here. I missed my friends
in Aberdare.

How old were you?

I was when we moved in; she
was . when I last saw her.

Wow. Toy boy.

(LAUGHS) I was nearer
her age than he was.

Ted had no idea about
half the things she loved.

Music, the pictures.
Movies?

Mm. We used to muck
around with a camera.

Did you know that she
was pregnant in ?

GRUNTS: Yeah.

I begged her to leave him.

Instead, she cut me off, went away.

I took a lot of dr*gs,
'rooted' a lot of women.

But I never got over her.

Is that what you wanted to know?

Yeah.

If there was anything else, it would
be my pleasure to take you out for
dinner.

Me?

Yes, I understand. It's
probably a little odd.

No.

I'd like that.

I would.

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.'

MUSIC CONTINUES