03x20 - Something Is Rotten

[bunniefuu]

I'm going in for a closer look.

What?

Bloody Gary. He wants his accountant
to take over my books.

He is the major shareholder.

Gary wants us to do
parties that don't happen?

I don't understand, but
it would mean a bonus.

You ain't gonna like it. Tax.
Tax?

[ Mm-hm.

WAYNE: He's on the dodge.

I don't know how many ways to say
this to you — I am not a criminal
any more,

and you're not a cop!

Take care of yourself, Loretta.

Wayne?
Mum.
Mm?

Can you come with me?

I need someone outside the family
to tell me if I'm going wacko.

You're going wacko.
No, you tell me after
you've watched them.

It's like a science experiment.

I was excellent at science.

Good.
Until the expl*si*n.
I was banned after that.

You're just here to watch, OK?

No problem.

So you're saying I'm not part of
your family — that I'm the outsider?

Just shut up and watch, OK?

TED: Here's your quickie.

Ooh, Ted.

I meant your cuppa, of course.

Morning, all.

Bev stayed over, Cheryl.
Hope that's all right with you.

Since when did you care what
I think? Hey, what are you up to
today?

Oh, work, then the doctor.

I thought we could go, you know,
shopping for baby things.

Why?
Well, it's not long now.
We've got to get organised.

(YELPS, GIGGLES)

f*ck, I'm so trolleyed. (GIGGLES)

Language — there's a lady present.

Ted West worried about swearing?

Oi, where'd you get that jacket?

Picked it up by mistake.

Right.
[ Yeah.

She'll be taking it back,
contacting the owner.

Well, I'd better get me A into G.
You know, the working life.

Tonight?

With bells on.

Do you mind? Flaunting
your ill-gotten gains!

And you should be
telling her what's what.

Oh, do it yourself.

I'm going to work. Any message?

To who?
Wayne. ]

Wayne?
That's his name.

What happened to 'pork boy'?

He's not a cop now.

Oh, Jesus. Just cos
you're rooting one now.

(CHOKES) Ted's lady is a cop?
Ex-cop.

And that makes all
the difference (!)

I'll pass on your
regards, shall I (?)

If Wayne wants to talk,
he can pick up the phone.

Well, he wasn't the one who got
into bed with Mr Dodgy Trousers.

I didn't get into bed with anyone.

So you can keep out of it.

Is that right?
[ It bloody is.

What are you staring at? ]

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. ♪

Theodore West is shagging a cop?

Yep.

That's not a hooker pretending?

Nah.

Pascalle brings home stolen property
and your mother doesn't care?

I know. It's like Opposite Day.

So does this mean that your mum's
gone back to her old ways?

I'm trying to figure it out.

Why did she break up
with Sergeant Judd?

Uh, dunno.
Something about doing
stuff with Gary.

What, sexy stuff?

No. Money stuff.

Maybe I should talk to Cheryl about
management of a certain Galleria.

No. Don't you dare.

You were just here to tell
me if I was gong wacko.

Hey, you are not going wacko.

Cool.
But if you'd like certain jobs...

Nah, nah, I can't.

I gotta see a man about a fence.
You do?

Munter's sick.

Hey — which fence? Do I know him?

No, no, it's a real fence.
(CHUCKLES) Yeah, an actual fence.

Is something wrong?

There's only three?

They're all couples who we feel
would be a match for you, your baby.

I thought there'd be more

seeing as, you know, it'll be white.

They'd all make wonderful parents,

and they're all happy
with an open arrangement.

Open?
Access — so your baby
can know its whanau.

No. No way.

I understand why you have issues
with the conception. Your own family
problems—

Fran. I know they won't be
drugged-up bankrupts, but
stability is important to me.

And so's money... for food.

Your baby won't go hungry. These
people have nicer homes than mine.

OK, I'll meet them.
I'll set it up.

Oh, no, I want to do it on my own.

That's not exactly how—

It's how I need to do it.

I need to know that they place
the same value on my baby as I do.

Right. OK. Something...
Something simple just along here.

Yep.
I'm thinking about... so high.

OK.

Uh, do you want plain pal— palings,
or, uh, something a bit more fancy?

Plain.

OK. Uh, about wide?

Yeah, that's exactly
what I'm seeing.

Yep.
Great. Uh, when can you start?

Oh, today. Yeah, oh,
except my mate — he's sick.

Oh. Nothing contagious, I hope.

Well, he's not here,
so you won't catch it.

No, no. Of course.

(CHUCKLES)

Anything else?

Uh, just as long as it's straight.
That's the main thing.

Wouldn't be a fence if it wasn't.

No, no, it would be
something very odd indeed.

Yeah.
Well, uh, great.
We've got a deal, Tool Guy.

OK, choice.

OK, I'll do the... fence.

DOOR SLAMS

Late one, was it?

(CLEARS THROAT) Yep.

Surveillance on the takeaway place.

Was it the cleaner?

Yeah. Chilly bin full of snapper.

Knew there was something
fishy about her. (CHUCKLES)

If you're gonna cr*ck sh*t jokes,
at least make the coffee.

Right you are. Got to earn me keep.

Gave her a piece of it this morning.
Who?

Cheryl. Tried to talk
some sense into her.

I don't wanna discuss this.

Fair enough.

Don't you want to know
what she had to say?

No.

You think Savage is
slipping her a length?

I don't wanna talk about it.

Now is not a good time for things
to go to pot — not with Bev around.

I've got something good going there.

You don't want her to be put off
because of the company you keep.

You're talking about my family.

Bev's not blind.

You should deal to her, Cheryl.

Shut the f*ck up about that.

Message received.

Don't you want a coffee?

I've gotta meet a client.

I'll grab one on the way.

You coming or what?

In like a copper's dog.

It's a robber's dog, and if you
mention Cheryl again, I'll push
you from a moving vehicle.

We need to organise a couple
of extra local shows, keep up
appearances.

Yeah, whatever you say, Cheryl.

That's for you.

You're joking.
It's all kosher. Tanya's
approved, and you deserve it.

Well, that'll come in handy.

Got to make a few changes
around the house.

Yeah, I heard Judd's slung his hook.

Kasey?

Well, you know, she has a bit of
trouble keeping anything to herself.

I'm sorry if I got you in the sh*t.

Nah, it's not your fault.

So, what are you renovating?

Got to get on to the baby's room.

[ Shame the father couldn't
hang around to help.

At least the kid's got us.
What, Loretta's looking after her?

No, no — me.

Though she might change
her tune once it's arrived.

You're a good woman, Cheryl.

Do what you've got to, eh?

Let me know if you need a
hand with that baby's room.

[ Michael and Jenny Smith?

Hi. I'm Loretta. Nice place.
Is that your Beamer?

The fact is, Mr and Mrs Riley, I've
been very careful with my diet and
looking after myself,

and I'm hoping that that's the kind
of thing that will be appreciated by
people like yourselves.

My baby will be white and smart,
and we all know there's not a lot
of those on the market.

[ So, you should be aware that there
are other parties interested, but
I like you,...

I like your house, and a
job in advertising — OK.

But... it is a tough choice,

so anything you could do
to tip that decision...

Loretta.
Yes, Mr Hawthorn?

Chris.
Sure.

My wife had two miscarriages
before we did IVF... three times.

Wow, that's...

not cheap.

We would have tried again, but
we've been told there's no point.

So you're pretty keen, then.

Helen and I would do
anything to have a child.

So let's cut the crap here.
How much do you want?

The Hawthorns, definitely. They just
seemed so kind, you know? And really
perceptive.

Not the Smiths? No?

Maybe it was the smell
of wine on her breath.

Surely not.

I grew up with that smell, Fran.

And I need to know that my baby
will be in the best possible hands.

Oh, the Hawthorns it is.
I'll start the process.

Are you sure you won't
see a counsellor?

No, thanks.

You were r*ped, your family did
nothing to protect you —

it's no wonder you
have trust issues.

Yeah, I know, but I just need
to deal with it in my own way.

Don't forget, there
are people who care.

Thanks, Fran. I know you do.

Left. No, fuckwit — the other left.

Well, actually, that is my left.

Ew, I just touched Van's bed.

Oh, get over it. Hi, love.

What's going on?
I'm moving downstairs.

This is gonna be the baby's room.

Do you have to do this now?

Nah, it's fine. It's what
any uncle would do.

That's me — Uncle f*ckin' Van.

Hey, how's Wednesday night for you?
What for?

Antenatal classes.
I've booked us in.

Why?
I'm gonna be your support person.

No.
So you can breathe through the pain.

How does that help?

Stops the screaming.

I already know how to breathe.

The first time is always the worst.
The twins was — whoo — hours,

and when the time comes—

When the time comes,
I'll be unconscious.

Why?
I'm having a Caesar.

Pretty weird name for a baby.

What is?
Caesar.

It's when they slice your belly
open and pull the baby out.

There's no need for that.

It's booked, locked and loaded.

What's wrong with the normal way?

It's not like you'll
need your vag again.

Just 'cause you can dock
the Queen Mary up there.

Come on, it's just a bit of pain.

If it gets too much, take
dr*gs, and I will be with you.

And me.
What sort of dr*gs?

Look, let's sell tickets
and lemonade (!)

Mum, it is my body and this is how
I want it. And my doctor says it's
fine.

OK. OK, but...

OK, but I still get to be there.

And me.
And me.

It's not a f*cking concert.

Ah, she's just emotional
and hormonal.

(SCOFFS) At least she's got us, eh?

You OK?
Yeah. Yeah, yeah. Why wouldn't I be?

(EXHALES) f*ck.

CELLPHONE RINGS

What?
[ I had a very interesting
conversation with the Smiths.

Really? Well, they're probably sober
if you get them early enough.

They were under the impression that
you wanted them to bid for your
baby.

Also not very bright.
That is one of the reasons—

The Rileys felt the same way.

Whereas the Hawthorns
had no problem at all.

Well, like I said, we clicked.

Loretta. I understand why you're
behaving this way. I do.
Really?

Given your upbringing, it's only
natural that you have a distorted
idea of normal behaviour.

But you cannot sell your
baby to the highest bidder.

Why the hell not?
You don't even deny it.

It's all about supply and demand.

I supply, there's a demand,...
they can afford it.

That is not the point.

No, the point is the Hawthorns get
a nice white baby; the kid gets a
good home, cool toys;

and I get something back for
all the crap I've been through.

I cannot allow this.

What's your problem? You
get a successful placement.

You are a troubled young woman.

I'm a lot happier now.

I don't think so.

You try to stop this, I'll withdraw
my baby from adoption. It'll get
abused, just like I did.

That what you want?
No, no, of course not.

Good.

So, fill out the forms, tick the
boxes and do your social-worker
stuff.

And... thank you, Fran. You've
been terrific — really supportive.

Fence? We've got a fence?

Yeah, man.

Man, wish I could be there, bro.

Well, you will be —
like, like, in spirit.

Yeah, like a spirit level.
Yep.

You know, because they
keep things straight.

Yep, they do.

Hey, the thing is, this Lawrence
fulla — I don't know if he's
straight, eh.

What, like, a shirtlifter?

Yeah, you know. (GIGGLES)
You always know, eh.

Ah well, what does it matter, eh?
As long as he pays you.

But he's not just paying me.

He's paying us, bro, so you
got money for your wedding.

Hey, give good fence for me, eh.

Hi, Van. How's it going?

Hey, Lawrence.
Yeah, getting there, mate.

Oh, wow, this is great progress.

I thought you might
like a bite and a drink.

Oh, scones.

Awesome.

Are we sure this is straight?

Yeah, yeah — as a straight thing.

Right. Just don't forget
to tidy as you go.

Yeah, sure thing.

So, what do you think?

Oh... Good.

It's light,... fluffy.

Fluffy? I love it.
Yeah?

Yeah. It's nice to have your hard
work appreciated, don't you think?

Yep, always.

Any action?

If he's not a cr*pple, it's
a bloody good impersonation.

What's this?

Salad sandwich.

What happened to the pies?

Bev wants me to watch
my cholesterol.

One artery in particular
she doesn't want clogged up.

Jesus, Ted, too much information.

I like her. I'm not embarrassed
to say it. I like her a lot.

You don't give up on
something like that.

Got any tips for Addington?

Ignoring a problem
won't make it go away. ]

What about if I elbow
it in the face?

What is going on with Savage?

Ted, you agreed — we weren't
gonna talk about personal sh*t.

I never thought it would happen,
finding someone else.

Now it has,...
I'm scared I'll lose her.

Well, why do you have to?

I haven't told her everything
about my... colourful past.

Which bits did you leave out?
All of it.

Could be a problem.

So... What has Cheryl
got herself into?

Jesus, Ted. Piss off! Or better
yet, go find Bev, talk to her, not
me.

Tell her the truth, tell her a heap
of bullshit. I don't care. But just
leave me alone.

Sure you'll be right by yourself?

Okey-doke.

But when you're ready
to talk, I'm here for ya.

This is looking very good.

The f*ck are you doing here?

Just passing to see if your
fence really is a fence.

It's a f*cking good fence, man.

You know where you are with a fence
— you're either on this side,...

or you're on that side.

Except if you're sitting on it.

Yeah, well, I'm not.

That's good. Otherwise, you'd have
a giant paling up your arse.

Know what side of the fence I'm on.

Yeah, that's great. Just checking.

Yeah, nice house, eh?

f*ck off, Falani.

You too proud to talk to me, even
though I help you with science?

I need a piss.

KNOCK AT DOOR

Van. Do you need something?

Uh, yeah, just the bog.

Ah, well, uh, make it fast —
I'm just on my way out.

Oh yeah? Um...
I could lock up for you.

Oh, no. I'd rather. Look, it's
upstairs. Uh, don't bump anything,
and, please, wee sitting down.

No splashes — the tiles
are quite special.

All right.

Ooh, nice place. Do
you collect old stuff?

Mm. Antiques. I'm a dealer.
You know, the bygone days,
a job well done.

↑ VAN URINATES LOUDLY

I asked you to sit down in there.

Sorry. ↑

DOOR OPENS

Hi.

Hello, Loretta.

Hi, Fran.

What brings you here?

Your mother and I
had a great old chat.

Didn't tell me you'd
seen a social worker.

Well, Loretta is quite young, and
given her plans for the baby's care—

Yeah, they're all sorted,
aren't they, love?

Yes, they are.

That's good to know. ]

Do you want to see the room?

Room?
[ The baby's.

Oh, it needs a coat of
paint and a tidy-up.

Love to see it.

What the f*ck did you say to her?

Nothing... yet.

Your mother seems nice. Hard to
believe she put out cigarettes on
you.

She misses the ashtray
sometimes when she's drunk.

Bullshit.
No, she does get drunk.

You were never abused or r*ped,...

were you?

I wanted to make you feel useful,
and it helped score me a Caesar.

Your mother seems to think
she's taking the baby.

It's not gonna happen.

You should know that we always feel
it's better for baby to stay in the
whanau.

I hate to break it to you, but my
mother is not some saintly old kuia.

She's family. She's raised four kids
of her own. She'll get custody
like that.

And the, uh, Hawthorns will be
disqualified on a technicality.

You can't.

But I do know another couple
who are desperate for a baby —
the Colquhouns.

They weren't on the list.

They were disqualified
on a technicality.

But, because of that, they'd be
willing to pay. Over the odds.

But you don't approve.

I'm sure with the right incentive,
I could put that aside.

You want a cut?
- .

You're a social worker.

And do you know what they pay me?
It's corrupt!

You want to sell your baby and you
want me to go along with it. I'd say
it's fair.

Half.

[ FALANI: It's a
unique opportunity.

Piss off, will ya?

Fresh paua, almost full size.
So, how many did you want?

Bugger off, Falani.

If the man wants a game of pool,
don't believe the sciatica.

What was that all about?

A few coconuts short, that one.

Well, um, look—
There's something...

You go.
No. Ladies first.

I've been getting things sorted
with Colin, financially.

Bugger's not giving you gyp?

CHUCKLES: No. It's been a breeze.

I was thinking we could spend it.

On what?

I was thinking Paris.

As in France?

As in round the world, you and me.
Wouldn't that be something?

Bloody cr*cker.

[ It's not as if anyone
would miss us.

What were you gonna say?
Me? Nothing.

Oh, bugger it.

Bev,... you make me feel things
I haven't felt in a long time.

I don't mean in the sack,
although that's pretty good too.

I mean in here.

I looked at you this morning,
sleeping beside me, the light
on your face,

and I thought this
was going to break.

So I gotta tell the truth.

OK.

All right. The truth — I was born on
the wrong side of the law, and I've
been there ever since.

I know.
I've been inside more— You know?

You're a legend, Ted.

Nah.

Mostly small-time stuff.

Ted West — best safe-cr*cker
in the business.

Wouldn't let just
anyone steal my heart.

You checked?
I was a cop.

I'd heard of you.
Really?

Mm. I knew you didn't get that
twinkle in your eye from just
singing in the church choir, mate.

Are you sure this is the father?

Positive.

Mm. Good gene stock.

You're not unattractive.
Thanks.

CELLPHONE RINGS
Sorry Andrew couldn't be here.
It's madness right now.

Oh, it'll wait.

Fran mentioned a figure.

That's the offer...
if everything checks out.

Why wouldn't it?

We need a scan, plus the
AFP triple-marker test.

What for?

We need to be sure the
baby's OK. Value for money.

I'm young and healthy.

(CHUCKLES) She's just like you said.

Do the tests. If they check out,
Fran can arrange the details.

CELLPHONE RINGS

sh*t.

Thanks. See you soon.

Love to the kids.

You know her?

Mm. Donna and I were at university
together. She had a head for
business.

I wanted to help little shits
like you. How things turn out.

Well?

She's a bitch.

No, just driven.

The point is, she can give
your baby everything it needs.

Will she even be there?

Well, there's bound to be
nannies. What's it to you? ]

The Hawthorns have been trying
for years. IVF and all that.

And Donna's my friend.

You'll get your cash, and
it's a successful placement.

I still prefer the Hawthorns.

I thought this was about the cash.

You get half for doing
absolutely nothing.

Donna or your mother —
it's up to you.

DOOR OPENS ]

Hi.

Hold your horses.
I wanted to talk to you.

OK.

I've met someone.

Yeah, I got that.
Can you afford her?

Loretta.

I have feelings for Bev — feelings
I haven't had in a long time.

What, like you're in
love or something?

It doesn't mean I loved
Rita any less. Or you.

OK, fine.
So, when's this baby coming?

Don't you start.
I need to know.

Baby, baby, baby — is that
all anyone can talk about?

(CHUCKLES) Cool, eh?

You knew what I wanted.
Yeah. You got it.

It's not straight.

Yeah, it is.
I don't think so.

It is, man.

Ah, see?

Come on, man.
Sloppy workmanship.

[ No.
Highly unacceptable.

You're a d*ck smoker.

What?

Look, I did my best and you got your
fence, all right, Lawrence? So we'll
just settle up, man.

I can't pay you — it's got a lean.

I'll give you a lean, man.

Oh, will you, now?

I spent over three hundie
on materials, right?
Plus time.

Then it is — for materials.
No way.

There's nothing wrong with them —
your time and skill was below par,
so I refuse to pay for it.

He wouldn't pay?
Yeah. And that was some of
our best work, man. Ever.

Far, that stinks.

Yeah, and we need that money, man —

for your wedding and
to get petrol and beer.

It is so wrong, bro.
After all that hard work.

I know. I'll go back,
I'll smash his face in.

[ Bro, you can't.

All right. All right, I'll...

I'll hook it up to the tow bar,
tear the fucker down.

[ It's a beautiful fence!

Yeah, so?

He'll know it was us.

Well, you weren't there.

That's not how we do things. And
I gotta stay out of the triangle.

Oh, the bloody triangle.

It's not the fence's fault.
You put the love in that fence.

As soon as I can, I'll go and
see it, OK? The fence you made.

No, we're not gonna take this, man.

You can't smash it.
Nah, nah, nah.

If he wants to be an arsehole, I'll
show him I've got a bigger arsehole.

OK.

Well, you win some, you lose some.

No — you sue him
and get him arrested.

It doesn't work like that.

Why not?

Cos he's not a criminal.

He's a rip-off artist.

It's a dispute over
contractual terms.

No, it's f*cked up and wacko,
like everything else is going wacko.

Are you stoned?

This isn't right. It's wrong. And
your job is right and wrong, right?

(CHUCKLES) All right, I'll help.

But it'll cost you
about , minimum.

But he only owes us a grand.

Well, you could take it to small
claims. Yeah. Probably take you...
a year or two.

What the f*ck, man?

Welcome to the real world, Van.

(SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)

Go... away.

Come on, Grace.

Hello. Shop.

You all right, love?
Couldn't be better (!)

You avoiding me?
No.

Well, you can tell your
social-worker lady to suck
on this — pram bassinet.

Mum.
What a cow, acting like
I've never changed a nappy.

Mum.
How did she get dragged into
all of this in the first place?

Doctor.
Busybodies. We'll show them. Look
at the prams you can get these days.

Mum.
Don't you like it?

No. Can you just let me do this?

Come on. As if you'd
know what to buy.

It's not about the f*ckin' pram.

Oh, love. Love, I know this is
really big for you. This is scary.

When I had the twins, I had no idea,
but I'm good for it. I've got the
time and the money.

Why don't you go and sort it with
Judd instead of worrying about me?

What's that mean?

Don't pretend you don't know.

Do you want to choose the
colour for the baby's room?

You do it.
Good, cos I'd like to.

If you have to be somewhere,
I can do this.

She's right.

Told Bev about me wicked past.
How'd it go?

Oh, interested now, are you?
Wants to take me to Paris.

Jammy bastard.

Just goes to show, these things
are better out than in.

Then in and out.
Spare me.

I know we had our differences, but
you're not so bad for an oinker.

Right back at ya, nancy boy.

She's not so bad either, Cheryl.

What happened to 'slutty pants'?

A real man wouldn't fall
at the first hurdle.

This isn't the first.

You know what I mean. ]

What about your son?
Shagging his missus.

Had his chance. Blew it.

You were a good influence.

f*ck, Ted.

You love her? Miss her?

Only like crazy.

Then do something,
for Christ's sake.

Like I said, there's a line.
I can't make the first move.

But you'd make a move?

Jesus, old man. Go home.

So, I've still got a job, then?

I thought you were going to Paris.

It was a good fence, man,
but you've gotta let it go.

No. I did the right thing, man,

and no way is scone
man ripping us off.

So what do we do?

I dunno.

Hey, horsie — why the long face?
(CHUCKLES) You see? Cos horses got
long faces.

Hey, Falani.
And ponies — ponies too.

What if we could tell you we knew
this really rich guy with a house
full of really choice sh*t

just begging to be nicked?

That house I passed by
with the nice new fence?

Yep. That one.

Yeah, I'd say you guys don't
do that sort of thing any more.

OK, but what if we did?

Then, truly, it would
be Opposite Day.

So...?

So, then, I'd ask about
security, alarms.

[ LAWRENCE: I shouldn't
be more than an hour.

- - - .

You got a way in?
Uh, yep, maybe.

VAN URINATES NOISILY

LAWRENCE: I asked you
to sit down in there. ]

Sorry.

'Um, the dunny window.
Catch looks good, but it's sh*t.'

And no bugger's gonna
walk in on my boys?

Not tonight.

I'm off to Paeroa in the
morning — farm auction.

Lovely collection of
turn-of-the-century chamber pots.

Cool.

If this job is such a doddle, why
aren't you pulling it with your best
mate here?

Cos Kasey would have his arse.

He'd know it was Van.

Yeah. I'd love to do it myself, eh.
Leave him a message.

Yeah — big brown one. (LAUGHS)

Please, please, let my nephews help.

Well, guess we better get
sh*t-faced so we've got an alibi.

Oh, that sucks, eh?

BOTH LAUGH EXCITEDLY

Ah, my boys, eh? Welcome home.

ALL CHUCKLE

ULTRASOUND DEVICE BEEPS

ULTRASOUND DEVICE BEEPS

♪ Look at that.

♪ A baby's waking up.

♪ What a day...

Is it normal?

♪ ...for new life.

♪ Put the kettle on. ♪

So, how'd we go?

Good. They said it'd be a couple
of days for the bloods and stuff.

What's this?

The baby — its first family photo.
That's what the perky person said.

Boy or girl?

You can look.

It was weird, seeing
it inside me, moving.

I know.

I always thought it was some
kind of freaky alien parasite.

What do you mean 'freaky'?

No, it's normal.

Perfect, apparently.

Second thoughts?

Too late now.

I was talking to your boyfriend
today. He's missing you.

You should get on the blower.

He can come home
whenever he wants to.

Not while you're in
business with Savage.

How's your policewoman coming along?

We're meeting for a movie
and some experimentation.

Not while we're eating.
Can you finish that, please?

I'm fat enough.

You need the extra weight
for milk production.

Milk?
Breast milk. It's natural.

So's cancer.

Hi, everyone. This
is my friend, um...

My friend, this is everyone.

Well, nice to know some
things are back to normal.

Bev and me are thinking
of going away — Paris.

Great. Have a nice time, then.

I can't go if things are like this.

Can you give it a rest?

Just want things back
the way they were.

I don't f*cking believe it.

At least I can admit when I'm
wrong, not like some people.

Some people might show a little
bit of faith instead of issuing
ultimatums.

You made the rules.

You loved those, didn't you (?)

Dirty money from dirty Savage.
Dropping your standards like your
knickers.

I haven't.
You think that's right
with the baby coming?

Can we not talk about this?

See what you've done?

Don't you love him any more?

What's that got to do with anything?

He wants what's best for you.

If he loved me, he wouldn't
bloody do this to me.

f*ck him.

(SOBS)

(SOBS)

sh*t.

Hear anything from Falani?

Nah. Hey, uh, Snakey,
Keg. Still here, eh, bros?

Yeah, me too. Still here,
doing nothing.

Hey, bro, do you think this is an
extension of the weirdness that you
were telling me about at your house?

We're not at my house.

But we gave information for a crime.

We're not gonna get done.

Hello, boys.

Exactly as you said.

Choice.
So, what else you got for me?

Oh, nah, man. This was just a oncer.
Eh?

Yeah, yeah, cos that guy, Lawrence —
he was a bastard to Van.

There's lots of bad people around.

Hey. What's this?

It's your share.

bucks?

Shh. Might wanna keep that down.

There was heaps of good
sh*t in that place.

All old stuff.

They're called antiques. Shitloads.

They're no good to me. Where am
I gonna sell a phonogram? Scored
a DVD and a microwave.

You better not be sh1tting me, man.

Would I do that to you?

You're like my sons.

Yeah, right (!)

Bloody rip-off artist.

They're everywhere, man.

Next time we have to deal
with this, we do it ourselves.

But only if they're pricks.

OK, yeah. Only if they're pricks.

And we don't get caught,
and Kasey don't find out.

All right. Works for me.

WESTERN 'SHOWDOWN' MUSIC PLAYS

What do you want?

I'm giving Cheryl a
hand with the nursery.

She's not here.

Well, that's funny —
I just spoke to her.

Fall off the back of
a truck, did they?

[ g*nsh*t ON TV

Left over from a job.

You're in property as
well as ladies' underwear?

Variety, Ted — it's
the spice of life.

Cheryl is someone else's property,
so stay out of her knickers.

That's a turn-up — Ted West giving
me a lecture on appropriate
behaviour.

You heard.

That's a laugh, that is.

What would you know, slippery Jim?

I know a lot about you, Ted —
a lot more than you think.

g*nsh*t, HORSE NEIGHS ON TV

Sorry to let you down.
It's all right.

It's just that Loretta's having
the kid soon, Cheryl's not herself,

and that Savage is sniffing around.

I understand.

You're a good man, Ted.

Not that good.

You'll still be here
when I get back.

I hope.

Ooh, I think you've got a few
more good years in you yet.

I know what I'll be doing with them.

(CHUCKLES) Ooh, you naughty boy.

PASCALLE AND 'FRIEND'
MOAN LUSTFULLY ]

SMACK! ]

LOUD PANTING

(EXHALES SHAKILY)

How the f*ck does A slot into... A?

That's unnatural.

Ah, here we go. Here we go.

(LAUGHS)

(CHUCKLES)

Remind me never to buy
one of your houses.

Yeah, turn it up, Cheryl. ]

Gary's nearly made the shelves (!)

Yeah, love the optimism (!)

I don't need any shelves.

I might just, uh,
borrow your toilet.

I don't need any of this stuff. It's
my baby, and I'm taking care of it
my own way. I'm adopting it out.

You're what?
It's going to a nice family who'll
look after it better than I could.

No, I am.
Mum, it's all arranged.

I just thought you should know
before you waste any more time
and money.

Hold on. Why are you doing this?

[ Because I don't want it here —
I don't want it in the house.

[ Love, you'll feel differently.

No, I won't. I know I won't.

FIRMLY: This is wrong.

And what the f*ck would you know
about that? You say one thing and
then do exactly what you want!

No, I don't.
Like Grandpa and every
other bastard here!

Do you think that you changed
anything with your rules?

Loretta!
Everyone is still out for
themselves, same as always.

I am just following your example.

DOOR SLAMS