(bright music)
(upbeat music)
(upbeat music continues)
(upbeat music ends)
- Yes. (chuckles)
What do you know about Mexican standoffs?
- Huh?
- Mexican standoffs.
You gotta be in Mexico to have one,
or you gotta be Mexican,
that's what I'm asking.
Well, think about it,
anywhere else in the world
do you have a standoff?
It's just called a standoff.
For some reason, Mexico's got
its own name for his standoff.
If you're in Pakistan,
it ain't a Pakistan doff.
You're in Istanbul, that ain't a Istan...
You hear what I'm saying, right?
Doesn't make any f*cking sense to me.
- Are you having a f*cking stroke?
- That's a question.
That's not an answer.
If you don't have an answer,
just f*cking tell me you don't know.
- Is that her?
- Why? You f*cking little.
- Well.
- Well, what?
I'm in the middle of a f*cking
very intense game of Alex
the 7-year-old kid.
I think he's seven. He looks seven.
Does he look seven to you?
I hope he's seven.
He's f*cking jumping over
f*cking fire and sh*t.
He may not be any younger than seven.
Number 53, silver Audi.
I already told you cuz.
- Well, that's 53, but
there's no f*cking Audi.
- Yeah, well, maybe we
got the wrong number.
- Of course you got the
f*cking wrong number.
All you had to do was read it
off a f*cking text message,
for f*ck's sake.
- You know the real reason
why we're sitting here
doing this shitty job
is 'cause you won't
take a f*cking real job.
'Cause you're some kind of p*ssy now.
I don't get it.
I mean, what are you gonna do, man?
Just work your a*s off at the workshop
for the rest of your f*cking life?
Getting peanuts?
Is that how we're gonna get rich?
- Just find the f*cking address.
Please tell me that wasn't
what I think it was.
- You think it was my phone dying?
It was my phone dying.
Number 53, it was 53 silver Audi.
I'm this sure.
I mean, like this sure.
I'm this not sure.
- Shut the f*ck up.
If your brains were f*cking dynamite,
you wouldn't have enough to
blow your f*cking ears off.
- Did you come up
with that now?
- No.
No, Dad used to say that
all the f*cking time.
- About you?
No, not about me.
About f*cking you.
- Oh really? He said that?
- Yeah. Really.
Just yeah, he did.
He said it about you.
Just....
- At least you know
I'll be an as*h*le.
- Stop.
- When it's him.
- Introduce your top lip...
Introduce your top lip to your bottom lip
and shut the f*ck up, okay.
That is the best bet.
- You know, it's funny you
should mentioned dynamite
'cause...
- Hi.
My piece of sh*t f*cking
car just broke down.
I just live up the f*cking hill,
do you mind giving me a lift?
I'm not interrupting anything, am I?
- No.
- f*ck no.
- Yeah, yeah.
We'll give you a push, love.
- For sure.
So what's your plan here, man?
What are we doing?
- Wait till she goes inside
and we steal the car
and we take it somewhere
and we f*cking burn it.
- Burn it?
This is just me, but why would we burn it?
We could send it to f*cking space.
- What are you f*cking talking about?
- I got a friend who
just got outta the army.
He's got sticky fingers.
Now, I got some boom sticks
in the trunk of the car.
(both panting)
- Thanks guys. Have a great night.
- How do you like that?
No offer of a beer.
High five, nothing.
Phew, inside.
Like we're a couple of
rapists or something.
Dynamite?
- You're a f*cking idiot.
And we are not blowing up the f*cking car.
- Why not?
- Do you not remember
how you got the nickname
the Gringo Drongo?
Now, get in the f*cking car.
- Working?
Oh, I know where it is.
The f*cking car's broken.
We had to push it here, remember?
Okay. All right.
I need a phone.
- So use yours.
- No battery, remember?
A little fire jumping as*h*le.
- What do you need a f*cking phone for?
- Really? I wanna order a pizza.
I'm trying to detonate an application,
a nitro f*cking methane
and then automobile.
Give me your f*cking phone.
That sh*t's self-explanatory.
- f*ck you.
No, there is a lot of
really f*cking documents,
and stuff on this and I
don't wanna lose them.
- Oh, okay. Documents. Alright.
Back it up to the cloud
and you won't lose them.
- I don't know how to do that.
- You don't? Okay, give it here.
I bet you don't even use a
VPN when you browse the web.
That sh*t is reckless, my friend.
f*cking reckless.
And all backed up.
- Okay.
Let's blow some sh*t up.
- Shut the f*ck up.
- [Voicemail] Your call could
not be connected, please.
Your call could not be connected.
- Was it done?
- Did you hear a big expl*si*n?
- No. No. Heard a bark.
(expl*si*n)
Ping ping pong
Ping ping pong
Ping ping pong
Ching ching chong
Ping ping pong
Pin ping pong
Ping ping pong
Ching ching chong
- Hey, Pete.
Making house calls, are we?
- Not catching you at a bad time, am I?
- Come in.
Thought our meeting was
supposed to be next week.
- Yeah, it is.
I was in the neighbourhood,
so I thought I'd move it up.
Are you sure you should
be drinking one of those?
- It's only one beer.
- It's never one beer though, is it?
- No, Pete, it's only one beer, so.
- Calm down. All right.
I don't wanna have to write a report
that you can't control your emotions.
Not when you're so close to being done.
You're only two weeks away,
two weeks away from never
having to see me again.
So I don't want to write
that report, but I will.
- How can I help you, Peter?
- Alright, let's just get to it.
Not like I don't have
somewhere more important to be.
Now, are you still employed?
- Yes.
- How many days of work did
you take off this month?
- None.
- Have you been engaging
in any legal activity?
- No.
- Associating with any known criminals?
- No.
- What about your anger issues?
- Fine.
- Why do I get the feeling
that you're not taking
this very seriously, Nick?
Maybe you forgot who I am.
I'm your parole officer.
You know what that means, don't you?
- Yeah, no, I got it,
mate. I got, I'll go.
- You still gambling?
- Only with my health.
(upbeat music)
- Hey, listen, it's been two days,
two days since the bin truck came.
And your bin still on the f*cking street.
I'm sick of it and I'm sick of you!
It's disgusting.
I've given you five good
offers to sell your house,
but no, you wont, you wanna stay.
This street is good and you're ruining it.
Clean your f*cking bin, it f*cking stinks!
(indistinct)
Sometimes you feel
(sirens wailing)
(birds chirping)
(expl*si*n)
(dogs barking)
(suspense music)
- Hey, open the f*cking door.
- Hold on, hold on.
- Open the door.
- I'm f*cking trying.
- It's locked.
- No, sh*t, Sherlock.
I can f*cking see that,
I'm trying to fix it.
Okay, you in? beautiful.
- Drive!
Oh, for f*ck's sake.
(tyres screeching)
f*ck now.
Where the f*ck's Damo?
- What do you mean where the hell's Damo?
He's with you.
- I asked him to come
out and f*cking find you.
There's only one way
out the f*cking place.
- You're asking me?
- Unless he went out the f*cking chimney,
the Santa Claus looking f*ck.
- Damo couldn't find his own c*ck
in a f*cking nudhist town.
- Well, you don't need Google Maps
to find the f*cking street.
It's just there.
- He was with you and
now he's not with you.
And I'm just sit in the car waiting, okay?
- For f*ck sake! Where?
- I don't know.
- I'm f*cking fine.
Get in the car.
- Drive!
- Sunday afternoon.
Shops over the canal, okay?
Hey, don't be f*cking late.
Okay.
- Thanks Turbo.
(engine revving)
(instrumental music)
- It's just me. Don't get up.
(instrumental music)
- How's work?
- Same sh*t, different depth.
Four of a kind beats a
full house, that's right.
- You don't have a four of a kind,
or a full house, you bullshit artist.
- Watch your language!
There's children here.
How the f*ck would you know
what I've got in my hand?
- Because I can read
you like a book, Nick.
- Like a book on cheating.
This one here is bloody looking at my hand
and send you signals, I know.
- You gonna make a bet,
or are you just gonna keep stalling?
- Fold.
- Useless.
Nick.
- Yeah. Whatever.
Deal again, deal again.
Show me what you had?
- Useless.
- What did you have?
- Two Queens.
- See, you would've beat me anyway.
- Col, if you just listen to
what I'm saying for a second,
I have the money.
- Great. Well, bring it around now.
- What I mean is...
- Where's the f*cking money, Turbo?
- I don't physically have the money.
I'm on my way to Jimmy
Streets house right now
to pick it up though.
- Ah, so you don't have it?
- I've got it.
Well, I'll have it in 10 minutes.
- Okay, so when am I gonna see it?
- Later today.
- Later today?
- Ah sh*t, hold...
Well, hold on a second,
I gotta work this afternoon, right?
- Ah.
- Then I got a meeting
and then my mom's calling.
I haven't spoken to her
in a long time, Col,
you know her.
You don't wanna get in the way
of a she-wolf and her cubs,
am I right?
- Of course.
- Tomorrow?
- Tomorrow.
And then the middle of next
week and then next month.
Does that sound familiar Turbo?
- Tomorrow afternoon at the latest.
You have my word.
- Ah. Oh wow. That's
very reassuring, Turbo.
You know, to make things easier for me,
what you say I just send Rocko around,
and you two can work it all out?
- You're threatening to
break my legs over five grand
after I did that job for you
last night, and everything.
How long have you know me, Col?
I ain't never welsh, not one time.
- Turbo! Shut the f*ck
up and listen to me.
Now I want you to say my
name's Tommy O'Rourke,
and I'm a bad gambler
and a sh*t human being.
- I don't wanna say that.
- Oh look, if you can't say that,
I'm just gonna have to send
Rocko around to the workshop,
this sarvo.
- My name's Tommy O'Rourke,
I'm a bad gambler,
and a sh*t human being.
- You are mumbling.
- My name's Tommy O'Rourke,
I'm a bad gambler and a sh*t human being.
- That wasn't how hard was it, hey?
- Alright. I'm pulling
up to Jimmy's right now.
I gotta go, okay.
Palm Beach High, right?
- Yep.
- Okay. Alright.
Five stars please.
- (chuckles) Well, he's a dumb prick,
isn't he, hey? Hey?
(bright music)
- Hey Nick.
I'm gonna be shuffling
a bit of sh*t next door
if you want me, alright?
- Yeah. Sweet. No worries, Col.
- f*cking hot, isn't it?
- Yeah, it's pretty warm.
- Yeah. We're gonna rip a few
scabs off a few cold beers
after work if you're interested.
- Nah, thanks Col.
I'll just stay here and
finish the books, mate.
- Jeez, you're a miserable b*stard.
What do you want me to do?
Buy you a f*cking handjob?
- Good chat, Col.
(instrumental music)
I was feeling bitter
I had a bulletproof plan
But like a sinking drowning swimmer
You picked me up and saved
me from these unholy hands
- Where have you been?
- Lunch?
- Two hours for lunch.
What, did you f*cking
make a three-course meal?
You're not driving Uber on the
company dime again, are you?
- If you want me out there working,
why call me in here like a dickhead?
I spoke to Simmo
yesterday about our horse,
says it's good to race early next week.
- I'll give you the hot tip, Turbo.
If a horse hasn't raced for 400 days,
it is not a good thing.
It's a f*cking money pit.
- Simmo seems to think it'll go okay,
but you seem to forget
it's father came second
in the Cox Plate.
- I should punch you in the Cox Plate
for wasting my five grand.
- You're still paying your
stable fees every month,
don't you?
You big son of a...
I'll go see him.
And see how he looks. You should come.
- Yeah, I'll think about it.
Oi, before you go, what the f*ck are they?
- Those are adapters for
the whirlybird outside.
It's getting old, so it needs replacing.
- Well, Barb's doing stock take today.
Apparently there's 20 boxes
of these f*cking things
in the back row.
You got any idea why?
- Yeah. Been telling you
about that for months, man.
We don't actually need
those parts anymore.
The new parts have a built
in adapter, you see, so.
We've been telling you and Col
for like three f*cking months.
You just keep order ordering them.
- I don't keep ordering them.
- I don't know.
Maybe we should talk to Col about it.
Maybe he's getting a little...
In his f*cking old age.
You know what happens?
- You can tell him that if you like,
I need this f*cking job.
The last and only time
I went to speak to Col,
I found him in the kitchen
with my old man up a ladder
passing him shotguns outta the ceiling
like they were cans of soup.
- What were they doing?
- Adjusting a few attitudes, I don't know.
The old man said, don't worry about it.
I looked at Col, he's got
an arm full of shottys
as he just stares me straight in the eye,
says, how you going, kid?
Dad's mate, the f*cking g*n collector.
- Oh, Pete, that expl*si*n last night.
It was a complete f*cking success.
- Turbo, did all that
fire give you a stiffy?
- No, it happened before we started.
- Well, keep it down, all right?
We don't want other people
knowing we're pulling jobs
for Col on the side.
- Yeah, unfortunately someone
does though don't they?
- Sorry, can we help you?
- Well, that depends, doesn't it?
How are you guys at fixing cars
that have blown into
about 30 different pieces?
Not to mention fixing house windows
that said expl*si*n have blown out.
- Not too good.
But I might know a guy who could help you
with the windows though.
- Do you f*ck know who I am?
- No.
- Because your mate Col knows who I am.
We've known each other for years.
Col's gotten older and
slower, and he's in debt.
We talked about partnering up
in this place some time ago.
Would've been a nice
cosy little situation,
but as things seemed to
go, it all fell apart.
And because Col couldn't
swallow his pride.
Now I can tell with some
certainty Col sent you.
So you give me two options.
Option one, you gimme back
the money to replace the car.
Everybody remains friends.
Option two, let's just remain
at option one, shall we?
- Look, we'd happily give
you the money if we had it,
but last night was to pay
off gambling debts, so.
- Well, if you can't
find it, you can make it.
You're good at pulling jobs.
Maybe you do a job to pay me back.
- What did you have in mind?
- These two little pricks ripped
me off a couple weeks ago.
None of my f*ck seem
to be able to track 'em down.
You bring me one of them
and we'll talk about what it's worth.
You bring me the 50K they've got
and we'll call the whole
thing even-Stevens.
Now boys, I've just done you a favour.
It's non-negotiable.
Don't f*ck it up. Toodaloo.
- What the f*ck is toodaloo?
- What the f*ck's going on, man?
What's that scrag want?
- Oh, job gone wrong.
Don't worry about, it's all good.
- Yeah. So all's good, eh?
- Yeah, it's good.
- Yeah. Yeah.
- It's all turned to sh*t, isn't it?
- No. No, mate, honestly.
- This isn't my first f*cking rodeo, Nick.
You know, I know what's going on.
- Nah, Col, look, it's sweet mate.
We've got it covered.
- I've never heard
so much bullshit come out of
a mouth in my f*cking life.
What's going on?
- Don't worry about it.
It's all good.
(g*nsh*t firing)
(intense music)
(waves rushing)
- So what's the news?
- They're f*cking taking over the lot.
Col was losing the turf w*r, man.
- He lost, so we're on our own now.
They said they're gonna put
their own little piggies
in there.
And start using the
place to launder money.
So we don't work there anymore.
If we're lucky, losing our
job will be the only blow back
we get from this mess.
But nobody can tell me
that for sure just yet.
- We'll just find these
guys she's looking for,
and that'll be the end of it.
- It's not that easy.
One of those guys, is Patty Burman's son.
- sh*t!
- We can't turn him in.
You think they know about Col's money?
- What money?
- He's been using place a stash spot
for the last three months.
It's a bit of money in there.
- How do you know he's been
using it as a stash spot?
- 'Cause I've been skimming from him.
- That's f*cking genius, Turbo, well done.
- Who do you thinks been
paying Mel's Mortgage hey?
Besides, I didn't know this sh*t
was going to f*cking happen.
Anyway, look man, I've been
thinking about it all afternoon.
I got a plan to get us out of this.
- Can't wait to f*cking
hear this brilliant plan.
Lay it on us, Sun-Tzu.
- Sneak in.
Tomorrow night, under
the cover of darkness,
dig the whole lot up.
If they can't find the whole thing,
they can't find it's light, right?
- What about all those drop
ticks hanging around there
with g*ns?
You think that might be a problem?
- You think so?
- Yes, dickhead.
- You wanna give me a hand?
- No, I give you a f*cking hand,
and I go away for another five years.
What part of keeping my nose clean,
do you not understand mate?
- Thanks.
I'm calling in a favour.
- No, you're not.
This is not a favour, this
is a f*cking sh*t sandwich,
and you owe me the favour?
- Wanna call it in?
- No.
- I think we've gotta get in there,
and get the f*cking money
before they find it, right?
- Oh yeah, yeah. I agree. I think you do.
- Look, this involves you
as much as it involves me.
When I first got out, Col was the only guy
who gave me a shot at the job.
I'm pretty sure your story
goes exactly the same.
Our options are pretty soon after this.
We need this money, Nick.
We'll double it, hand
these assholes there cut,
and use the rest to
figure out what's next.
- Look, you need to keep your
nose out of this, all right.
You've already f*cked up enough, okay?
(birds chirping)
- Sure you don't wanna?
- No!
Another year you're still here
You're still here
I won't waste time
- [Lance] Hi, this is
Lance from Ballarat Bank.
We just need a bit more information
about your employment
situation before we can approve
you going guarantor on the
mortgage for Mel O'Rourke.
Please give a call back.
Thanks.
- Yeah, mate, I'll give
you a buzz back in 10.
Catch ya.
- [Col] Nicky, it's Col.
Rick said Turbo left
the side door unlocked
again last night.
Have a word, will ya?
I'm popping into the shop later,
the sarvo, stick around would ya. Hooroo.
(gentle music)
- Are you sure you don't
wanna do his suit Black?
It's Batman.
- It's not Batman. It's a fake Batman.
- Oh, so it's like a
bad guy in Batman suit?
- Yeah.
- Okay, so it's fake man.
- Why's that bloody door locked?
What are you doing here?
- I was helping Mel with Jo.
- She doesn't need your help.
I'm here now. Where is she?
- She's upstairs asleep.
- Has she told you about the
issue about the mortgage?
- Yeah. Yeah. I'm working on it.
- Oh, okay, well you can move.
I don't want you around the kids.
See you later, chicken.
Keep up the good work, hey,
I love your colour choice.
It's fantastic. Love you mum.
Who are you?
- Neighbourhood Watch.
You Nick O'Rourke?
- Who's asking?
- I'm f*cking asking.
- And what do you want?
- Just hop in the car.
We'll go for a little drive.
A little chat.
- Nah.
- Don't be a big girl's blouse.
Go for a quick ride. Hop in.
- I'm fine. You can talk right here.
- Okay. I understand you
used to run Col's workshop
down there.
(cellphone ringtone playing)
So where's the money?
- It's upstairs in the safe in the office.
- Funny enough, there
wasn't that much in there.
- You probably should have
hid it before payday then.
(phone vibrating)
- Look, I know Col's parking
money there for months.
Stop f*cking me around.
- Look, all the money I
know about was in the safe
in the office upstairs.
If Col was parking money somewhere else,
that's news to me mate.
I just ran the place.
- Yeah, right, that's
what you said yeah. Yeah.
Well look, this way's it's
going to go down, all right?
So I know that you know a lot
more than you're letting on.
And if you don't huh,
you'll find a way to.
Now, what I want is what
was in the safe or 50 grand,
which is what a little
birdie told me was in there.
Hey, hey. And I want it in 48 hours.
Get it? You deliver it to me, no one else.
And then I will pass it onto Erin.
I made myself understood?
- Is that it?
- No. I think I should mention
the fact that Col was
offered the same deal.
And you know what happened there.
- Okay.
- Hey, whose place is that?
- Just a mates.
- A mates? Alright.
Say hello to your sister
and the kid from me, eh?
- Yep.
- [Turbo] What the f*ck
is wrong with you?
My guy just called me.
Why'd you tell him you were in the joint?
They're not impressed by that, you know.
- What do you want me to tell him?
- [Turbo] Make something up, you prick.
Tell him you were
managing a bar in Thailand
for three years.
Tell him you were in a
gigolo in South Sudan.
f*cking anything.
- I just wanna be up front.
- [Turbo] You're gonna be up
front in the line of Centrelink
if you keep this sh*t up, man.
Just come over, get your a*s over here,
and we'll have a f*cking beer.
- Thanks.
(instrumental music)
- Nice spot Nick.
I like it. I like it a lot.
- You following me Pete?
- If I did, what would I see?
- Nothing interesting.
- Why do I doubt that?
- Because you got trust issues.
- Maybe. Or maybe I hear
things and I'm a curious cat.
So when I heard that there was a sh**ting
at your work today, I did
some digging into her signing
the checks in that place.
Not good for you.
- No?
- No.
See now I have to kick it up the chain
that you were working for a person
with organised crime connections
and just got m*rder*d.
- Hey, I'm just the manager in a workshop.
If that place was owned by someone dodgy,
then that's news to me too.
- It's not gonna look like that to them.
It's gonna look like a gross
violation of your parole,
which it is.
You'll be back in the
slammer before you know it.
Unless.
- Unless what?
- Let's just be honest.
You knew what was going on in that place.
I mean, how could you not?
But whatever. No skin off my nose.
What it tells me though
is that you're a person
that can find some cash fast.
Which is fortuitous for me
because it's football season
and I need a new TV.
And when I say new TV,
I mean a big $10,000 TV.
So if I was to say find a
bag of cash on my doorstep,
I'd be pretty happy.
I mean, I might be so happy
watching the footy on my new TV
that I'd forget to pass on the information
about your employment.
- 10 grand? I can't f*cking do that.
You know I can't do that.
- I reckon you can and you better.
I mean, who's gonna pay
your sister's medical bills?
Yeah, I know, you didn't
think I knew about that.
Kind of hard to do from the clink.
You'll do the right thing.
I have faith in you Nick.
Oh. And I've organised a drug
test for you next Wednesday.
Never can be too careful
about these things.
See you around.
- Now if the horse has got a sinus issue
like this fella back here,
then leads to other issues.
But good news, we got him
in the country meeting.
- So is he any chance of placing?
- Well, it's a regional race.
It's his first run back, so probably not.
- How much does last place pay?
- f*ck all.
- Don't judge your book by
its cover though, right?
You're not gonna come
last though, are you mate.
No, you are the winner.
Just looking for someone
who'll believe in you.
So?
- Hmm.
- It's not gonna get
us the 50K right away,
but it'd be nice if we get on him
with some good odds, right?
A few races.
- Yeah. A horse with issues
and no chance of winning.
Sounds like one of us already.
- Hmm. I'm telling you man.
I saw a look in his eyes.
50 to one.
I'm gonna have us sit
at a beach, beer in hand
by next weekend.
- I'd settle for not having
to look over my shoulder one day.
- Now what the f*ck is nitrogen?
What? What's got you down
in the dumps now man?
- One of the guys that's
taken over Col's place
came looking for the missing
50K last night at Mel's house.
Told me I got 48 hours.
- 50K? He said it was on you.
- Yeah. Yeah. Thanks for that.
Plus my dodgy PO officer
is trying to blackmail me
because he knows Col's connected.
- Our boy's paying 50 to one.
That's a thousand bucks, right?
- Yeah. That's a thousand bucks.
Do you have a thousand bucks?
- No, I don't have a thousand bucks.
I know where we can get a thousand bucks.
- Don't worry about it.
He's just sniffing around.
He doesn't know if he's got it.
But f*ck me.
At what point do you stop
getting up off the ground
after life repeatedly kicks
you in the f*cking ba*ls?
- Ice pick says you
don't wanna f*ck around
with these guys, Nick.
And I've got the perfect
way to get us out of this.
I got Col's phone in my car.
That's right.
Before they kicked us outta the workshop.
- And?
- And it's got all the
guys he took bets off.
More importantly, all the
ones that owe him money.
- How many times are you in it?
- It's irrelevant.
Hey, hey come on man.
- What?
- We call, we collect on a
few of the big ones, right?
Use that to bankroll one of the horses.
Bet it all.
Get up to a 100K, cash out.
You've done it before.
- Yeah, but that was a f*cking fluke.
Turbo, a fluke mate.
It's once in a f*cking lifetime. Okay?
No, we'll just this f*ck up too.
- All right, okay.
I'm calling it.
You forced my hand.
I'm calling it. This is your favour.
That's right. We're doing it.
Hey, come on man.
It's just collecting money.
- f*ck!
- Yes. All right.
This is gonna be fun.
- $500 dollary doos.
That's all we're asking them already.
We won't bug you anymore.
- I don't have $500 dollary doos.
Why don't you go see my brother?
- I don't wanna see your brother.
He's just as f*cking ugly as you, okay?
You owe us the money,
you silly freak. Okay?
So give us the money.
Otherwise he's gonna come over here.
He's gonna p*stol whip you
with the g*n he's got down
the back of his dacks,
and you're gonna get blood
all over these beautiful
surfboards and I don't
want that to happen.
They're just works of
art and I'd hate to see
that go to waste.
- They are works of art.
- They beautiful things.
- I'm telling you, I
don't have your money.
I don't have your money,
but I do know Mutai.
- Regardless of your relationship
with Asian cattle mate,
just give us the f*cking money, okay?
Otherwise he's gonna come
over here and smash you.
- I don't have your money.
- All right, you stupid m*therf*cker.
You better listen up close.
- Okay. Okay.
- Give me that f*cking money!
I'm gonna take that longboard,
and I'm gonna shove it up your a*s.
- Okay. Okay.
I've got half now and half tomorrow.
- Right? Why don't you
just run out the back there
and grab it then like a good little boy.
- f*cking w*nk*r.
(cheerful music)
(cheerful music continues)
- One thing I never understood.
You guys are cousins, right?
- The only thing you
should be worried about
is how much money you owe Col.
Now where is the money?
Thank you very much.
Let's go.
Tom P, that's you right?
- Yeah, that's me.
- So where's Col's $3,000?
- Screw this sh*t.
Too dangerous.
- Agreed.
- You waiting for plan B?
- Yeah.
- All right.
(bright music)
- There's still guys in there.
We've gotta get them out.
- I got something for that.
(bright music continues)
Check this out.
(expl*si*n)
(upbeat music)
(upbeat music continues)
- There's a f*cking safe in here?
- Yep.
(upbeat music)
(upbeat music continues)
(horses galloping)
- No, my dad told me my
mom was abducted by aliens.
Kyle told me the truth.
- Your uncle used to be a trainer.
He still work there?
- No, no. He got suspended
for purposely losing
horses in poker games.
Then he was paying off bush jockeys,
so his sh*t horses would win.
He's retired now.
- You were a bush jockey?
- I was a country member.
- Yeah, I remember.
- Did he ever pay you off?
- All the f*cking time.
Bush jockeys get paid sh*t,
especially the piss heads.
When some guy comes up offers you twice
what you getting paid to take it easy
on some meaningless race on
a Tuesday, you're all ears.
- Wait, what was his name again?
- Uncle Mel.
- Oh sh*t, Mel.
That's right.
God, top bloke to have
a beer with, though?
- One of the best.
Mom used to say Uncle Mel
never finished nothing
in his life, but I saw him
finish plenty of six packs,
I don't mind telling you.
- This is the dumbest f*cking
idea out of a catalogue
of greatest hits of yours, Turbo.
- Okay. Negative Nancy.
You forget about our little
caddy shack episode before?
The fact of how difficult it's
proven to be to find anybody
with actual cash on him these days.
This is the closest thing
we got to a sure bet man,
especially in 48 something hours.
- I was always f*cking
sh*t at the fillies.
- Well your sh*t?
Your sh*t's better than
80% of people's good.
So have some self-confidence.
- Righto. I'll be back.
- Five jobs, eh?
- Yep.
- Five jobs.
That's five grand.
- Very well observed.
- Is that anywhere close
to hitting my pocket?
- I needed to use some
money for something else.
Now because of this, that's
gonna take a little longer.
But tell you what, once I move that,
I'll push you back your 5K
and then when something else pops up,
I'll let you invest in it, right?
Everyone's a winner.
- I really need that money
like as soon as possible.
- Well, tough sh*t mate.
I needed the money too.
You're not the only one with issues.
Once I have it, you'll have it, alright?
Don't forget who you're talking to.
- Hey Artie, how are you mate?
Yeah, no, no, I'm good.
I'm good. Thanks.
Hey listen, I'm just at the track now,
and I was just wondering
if you wanted to...
No, I'm at the track.
No, everything's fine. Thanks mate.
Anyway, look, I just
wanted to pick your brain.
They've got this Melbourne
runner up running tonight
and you know I don't see
what the fuss is all about.
I just wonder, do you like it?
Yeah, race five number eight.
Smiles and beef at this Melbourne thing.
Oh, you don't like it, eh?
Oh well if you don't like it then...
Yeah, no worries, mate.
I'll call you back.
That's another f*cking thing.
Even if we do win,
I'm supposed to just walk outta
here with 50 grand in a bag.
- No one knows we got the money.
So how the f*ck are we supposed to know?
- So who we backing fellas?
- Nobody special.
- There was a little bit of commotion down
at the warehouse last night.
You know anything about it?
- Nope.
- Somebody was trying to get
in and get Col's money. Huh?
So how much did you get, boys?
- Is this a f*ck who showed
up at Mel's the other day?
- Hey, yeah, hey, come on. Be nice.
- That's the kind of thing
that could come back at you,
don't you think?
- Settle down, sweetheart. Come on.
While we're all still friends,
true or false, it wasn't real, was it?
- Yeah, that's right.
- And you're definitely
sticking to that story.
- Listen buddy, I think
maybe someone's been telling
your porcupines about there
being money back in there.
Hmm? You got your knickers
in a twist about nothing.
- It's okay.
What's the matter?
Because eventually, we'll find out, yeah?
- [Commentator] Almost
set for our next race.
- Backing any winners?
- No. I'm just having a look.
- f*cking bullshit!
I heard you were really good at this, huh?
If I gave you a hundred
bucks, what could I get.
- f*cked. You get f*cked.
- f*cking comedian.
- That was a long time ago.
I don't do that anymore.
- What about this thing up from Melbourne
in the next...
What do you reckon?
- Nah, I don't like
it. But that's just me.
- You don't like it?
What is it you don't like about it?
- I just think there's better options.
But again, that's just me.
- There's better options
but that's just you.
- Why do you keep repeating sh*t?
- You're not bullshitting me, are you?
Trying to keep it to yourself, are you?
- No.
- We'll see, I suppose.
Hey, hey, have a nice day.
Don't spend it all in one place.
I love your hair.
(muffled overlapping chatter)
- f*ck!
- [Commentator] It is
available immediately
and (muffled).
- Good day, Norm's.
Long time.
- Hey Nicko.
Yeah, it's been a while.
Everything good?
- Oh, you know, same
sh*t, different depth.
I thought you just did
the dish lickers, mate.
- Oh nah, mate.
These days you've gotta do it all.
- Yeah, I heard that.
Listen, Norm, I've gotta put a big chunk
on the number four in the next, mate.
- How much is a big chunk?
- That much?
- f*ck me, Nico.
Yeah, I can take that bet,
but I'll need you to lay
half of it off inside
while I count this.
- On the four.
- No, the eight.
This thing I've got up from Melbourne.
Oh, what have you heard?
(muffled talking)
- Oi! Now correct me if I'm wrong,
but did I just see you put a chunk of coin
on that f*cking Melbourne horse?
You prick. I thought you
said you didn't like it.
- I don't. Bookie mate of
mine ask me to put a bet on
for him.
I'm on the number four.
- Bookie mate...
If you are... My f*cking a*s.
What do you think I am, an idiot?
Take me for some sort of dumb c**t.
- Look, I dunno what to tell you, okay?
There's my ticket.
I gotta go.
- No, you don't mate.
You're going to f*cking stand here
and watch this f*cking race with me.
And I swear to God, you better pray
that, that f*cking Melbourne
c*ck-sucking horse doesn't win.
But if it does, there'll be f*cking words.
I don't like him, but that's just me.
f*cking hell!
You f*cking...
- [Commentator] We are ready to run.
Gates open, they're off and racing now.
Crimson Reward from the
inside left quickly,
Contribute shows good speed
from towards the middle.
And there's Red Deception going forward.
Maltali's going to land behind
them in about fourth spot
from Inflamed who's a
length away in fifth.
Next then came First Sun
followed two for the back
to Money Bear from Secret Note.
And b*llet Force is last of all.
So Crimson Reward takes up
the lead towards the side
of the 700 metre mark,
round the final corner
with 350 metres to go.
Crimson Reward tries to kick away,
led by Two Lengths to Inflamed
who's getting up on the
inside from Maltali,
wider route with 150 metres to go.
But quickly Money Bear is
sprinting hard on the outside.
Money Bear boost up to Crimson
Reward and then Inflamed.
And it's Money Bear Boosts who's too good.
Money Bear....
- Good one dickhead.
Listen, do yourself a favour.
You get that money, you bring it to me
and I will pass it on.
Do you understand?
Now, do you f*cking understand?
- Yeah, I got it.
- Good. f*ck off.
f*cking hell!
They're still running.
- Yeah.
You always were sh*t with fillies.
This kid's still got the money.
I say we rock and roll to
the casino with great haste.
Chuck it all on blank.
- And what if he doesn't have the money?
What do we do then, smartest man alive?
- I got a little trick up my sleeve.
Oh, what a sh*thole this place is.
See the locks on them doors?
If this kid has the money,
it's gonna be real fun getting outta here
without getting robbed.
I'm telling you.
- f*cking take it easy Karen.
- Who the f*ck is Karen?
- It's f*cking you, bitching and moaning
and carrying on.
Patty?
Look what the cat dragged in mate.
- Holy sh*t! Turbo is that really you?
- The one and only.
- Hey, you're not here to
borrow more money, are you?
- Same old Patty.
- Hey, you guys know
Petro Peterson died right?
- Right.
- He was working with me here last year.
- sh*t!
Listen Patty, we came to see you to talk
about your son, mate.
- How much does he owe?
- 50 grand.
- Oi, get out here.
You know anything about this?
- Well, yeah, it's not a gambling debt.
I mean I owe them some money.
Not 50 grand, but some.
- So you owe them money, but
you don't owe them money.
- It's all about some
landscaping work we did for her.
- Who's we?
- Me and this guy I was helping out. JP.
JP found these garbage bags
filled with money in them
as we were digging up
this pond in her backyard.
I guess JP must have
grabbed them afterwards
because people started
grumbling about missing money
about a week ago.
- So what happens now?
- Can you call him?
- Nah, he hasn't been
returning my calls for days.
- Look, I know this JP dropkick.
Go around. Have a word.
- [Nick] Wait, wait, wait. Stop. Stop.
Put your mask on.
- [Turbo] I got a beard
on. I don't need a mask.
- [Nick] What do you
mean you get a beard on,
you don't need a mask.
Put a f*cking mask on.
- [Turbo] You want a
mask to cover the beard?
Cover my face.
How many f*cking layers of
coverage do we need here?
- [Nick] I want the f*cking mask on.
Just put the mask on.
- [Turbo] Christ.
- [Nick] Put the f*cking mask on.
- Hey buddy.
Have you seen Kent?
- Who the f*ck is Kent?
- What, this isn't Kent's house?
We must have the wrong place.
- Oh sh*t sorry.
That's on me.
I was in a rush when I
wrote down the address.
It's my bad, obviously.
- I guess we're the silly Kents.
- Hey.
- Feel me mate?
- Yeah.
- Okay man. We'll be gone.
- Stay right there, Stretch.
Right you are.
That JP guy send you to watch me.
- JP who?
- JP, the slimy four eyed f*ck
that kidnapped me and dumped me here.
- Holy sh*t! He f*cking kidnapped you.
Were you not supposed to be here?
- What was your first clue?
So I can see you're the brains.
- That's true, yeah.
- Look, we can help you with that, okay?
We just came by to get some stuff
'cause he's ducking a mate of ours.
So we'll just quickly grab this stuff,
and then we can grab you and we can split.
It's no sweat.
- So you don't know him?
- No, f*ck, JP, no! No.
- This thing isn't even loaded.
Tony Soprano left it on the
bench here this afternoon.
Doesn't even realise.
- So you'd been here for
a couple of days, no?
You wouldn't happen to know
where he would keep stuff?
- Oh, he spends most of
his time in his bedroom.
Beyond that, f*ck knows.
- I'm gonna check the
bedroom and see if you just.
Just a second.
Talk amongst yourselves.
- So you get some good
mileage on that thing?
- So what's the ordeal, Stretch?
What's your name?
- Turbo.
- Yeah, that sounds about right.
So what's the go here?
You blokes a couple of love birds,
get a sexual thrill outta
breaking into people's houses.
- Um, maybe.
- Why are you frowning like
I just offered you a salad?
- We good?
- How much is that?
Is it 50K worth?
- I don't think so.
But let's not f*cking stick
around to count it, okay?
Let's f*ck off.
- Yoo-hoo, shitheads.
Now, if one of you suss
dogs touches my genitals,
we're gonna have a real f*cking problem.
Especially you Baldy Lox.
- Hiya Captain.
- He's got a mouth on him, hasn't he?
- Wait till you get your own nickname.
- You got a nickname?
It's on wheels.
Just push the f*cking thing.
- Oh, this way.
- Yeah.
- So just a water?
- And a Milky Way.
- So how much you know
about this GP guy anyway?
- Other than he likes to kidnap people.
- He's dangerous.
- What do I look like?
The world's greatest detective?
It's called legwork for a reason.
Do your own dirty work.
Thicky Minaj.
So what's in the bag?
Oh, yahtzee!
- Yeah, well it's still not enough.
- So where we dropping
you off? Wheelchair?
- Don't call him wheelchair.
- If he's gonna call me Thicky Minaj,
I'm gonna call him wheelchair.
- You know I know a bloke
who could help you double
that if you willing to
kick a bit back my way.
- Yeah, we could do that.
Where is he?
- He's not far.
Buckle up and I'll show you, Toupee Jay.
- Toupee Jay?
- You know these fellas?
- Yeah. They're harmless.
I've met f*cking farm animals
smarter than this one.
Anyway, how do I get
some f*cking spring rolls
in this joint?
- You can womp your fat a*s up there,
and get yourself.
You fat f*ck!
- Love it when you talk dirty to me.
Hooroo, shitheads!
- You all right?
- You got a phone?
- Give me the phone.
- [Man] Yo.
- Hey, it's me.
I got a couple of blokes here
with a bag of pineapples.
You know anything about that?
- [Man] No.
(speaking foreign language)
- Who the f*ck is with this one?
- [Man] Hey listen, ask
them if they have any coke.
I might be able to take it
off their hands tonight.
I've got some famous
actors staying in town.
Hello? f*cking believe this
bloody dickheads put me on hold.
Right, I'm going to the gym.
- Sorry about that boys.
Yeah, hey.
Pricks hung up on me!
You all right boys.
I can do something with this.
- Yeah. How much are we talking about?
- Well, looks like you've
got about five grand.
So conservatively I could
flip that for nine, maybe 10.
- And when can we get the money back?
- A week, maybe two.
- That's gonna be a problem.
Can you do a little quicker than that?
Maybe call your friend back.
- That dead sh*t?
- Look, is there any way we
can get it back like tonight?
- Boys, this is how I work.
You don't like it.
You wanna be cop magnets?
What the f*ck is this?
- It's a f*cking keyring, why?
- That's a tracking device.
You're f*cking cops.
- No, we're not f*cking cops.
(engine revving)
(g*nshots firing)
(bright music)
Do you think it was JP?
- Uh-huh.
Listen, we're gonna have
to f*cking keep our head
on a swiwel 'cause this
sh*t's getting out of control.
- Oh, well I guess JP
knows we got his money.
- f*cking oath, he does.
- I made some calls.
- Hello gents.
Long time no see.
Why don't we all go upstairs and catch up?
(birds chirping)
No beer? What a shocker.
Old mate, he doesn't mind a
bit of a hooch just quietly.
Sushi. Nice.
But my lovely new friend Erin here
has been telling me some
very interesting stories
about all the adventures
that you two have been getting into.
Seems I have underestimated you, Nick,
you sneaky little prick.
So I'm thinking we
should maybe renegotiate
this little deal of ours.
I figure when you get Erin
the money you owe her,
you get me the same amount.
It's only fair.
I mean.
(g*nsh*t firing)
- What a d*ck!
Don't say I don't do
anything for your two boys.
I just saved you 50 grand.
Now where are you two
f*ck at with my money?
- We're close.
- Well, we are not here
to f*ck spiders, boys.
The f*cking clock's ticking.
- We'll have your money by tomorrow.
Chill.
Throw a shrimp on a barbie or something.
- I'll put you on the barbie
if you keep mouthing off, f*ck.
- Look, we're just having
a bit of trouble finding
where Col kept the money. That's all.
So we're just trying to
manufacture it ourselves.
And that takes time, so.
- Well fellas, tomorrow
afternoon, don't be late.
Well next time I'm gonna come back angry.
Have fun cleaning up that c*cksucker.
- I don't wanna do this again.
- Sure this guy's even dead?
- His f*cking brains are
all through my fridge.
I'm pretty sure he's f*cking dead.
- Kinda looks like he's looking at me.
- You standing right above him.
- Still kinda looks like
he's looking at me, man.
- You stick your finger up his a*s
and see if he shuts his eyes then, hey?
Just f*cking wrap him up.
What the f*ck is this?
Turn it the other way,
it's f*cking longer one way.
- Oh, that fixed it.
I'm gonna change his f*cking diaper.
- It's just what I had
in the f*cking car, okay.
Just f*cking wrap him up.
It does look like he's
looking at you, doesn't it?
- Shut up, and f*cking help me!
- This is f*cking bullshitting man!
Tell you, I gotta get back into the gym?
Hold on a second.
- [Eric] Yo.
- Hey. Hey buddy.
My friend Kenji said you
might be the right guy
to talk to about getting
rid of some product.
- [Eric] Oh yeah?
- Pineapples.
- [Eric] How many are you talking about?
- About 10,000 worth.
- [Eric] That's a lot.
- Huh? That's okay, we can go elsewhere.
- [Eric] Whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa. Hold on big dog.
I just wanna know where you got that much.
- From Hawaii. What does it matter?
- [Eric] Listen, come
by my place, alright.
- Okay.
- [Eric] I'll text you
the details.
- Beautiful.
- Nice work, Scarface.
So do you actually know somewhere
where you can get some cocaine?
- I may do.
- This way, gentlemen.
(upbeat music)
Run away, run away, run away from you
Run away, run away, run away
(upbeat music)
- Take a seat fellas.
So I hear you're chasing after some gear?
- Yeah.
- Sweet as.
Let's take a look at
the dollars then, hey?
Nice.
So Turbo, you know I like you.
Bad news for you, Sport.
Your mate here's a cop.
- I'm a cop?
- Mhm-hmm.
Ahshh! You're a cop.
- So how could you tell?
- The haircut.
See, you cops all have that
same special cop haircut.
And that's the haircut.
- Right.
- You know if you looked up
the word cop in the dictionary,
you know what you'd find?
- The definition of the word cop?
- Yep. Only a cop would know that.
You're a cop, no deal.
- Well, hey, hey, hey, hey. So come on.
What can we do to make
this situation go away?
- You got a d*ck pic?
See, a cop wouldn't have a d*ck pic
on his phone now would he?
- Ah, no, sorry.
I'm all outta d*ck pics, I'm afraid.
- I got a d*ck pic.
I got a good one.
Check this out.
- Yeah, nah.
f*ck no, Turbo.
I'd imagine your d*ck
would look like the surface
of the moon.
It's this fella here that's the concern.
Come on boys.
The faster we get this over and done with,
the faster you both can
skedaddle out of here.
What do you reckon, eh?
- So what do you wanna do?
- Oh, come on.
Don't be an egg.
My camera phone has excellent megapixels.
- Are you f*cking serious?
- Oh, I'm very serious bro.
- f*ck!
Don't you f*cking look.
(all laughing)
- Look at that.
- We got him good.
- Oh man,
that worked way better
that I thought it would.
That was f*cking beautiful.
- Thank. f*ck, I thought we were dealing
some sort of f*cking pervert.
- Oh you are?
- Yeah.
She's just also a practical joker too.
- I can still take a picture
of your d*ck if you want, bro.
(cheerful music)
(cheerful music continues)
- Who the f*ck are you?
- I'm Pineapple Pete.
- Who the f*ck is that?
- That's Pineapple Paul.
- I could put in Pineapple Paul.
Come in.
(bright music)
- So it's Eric, but don't
call me f*cking Eric.
Because if you call me
Eric, I'll f*cking k*ll you.
What do you got?
Yeah. That's my sh*t.
Over here. Over here.
It's got your name on it.
Abbott. Thank you, Stella.
Thank you, boys.
There you go.
g*dd*mn! That's not bad.
- So you got a movie
star staying here, eh?
- Yeah. Yeah, a movie star brother.
But movie stars is a
very broad definition,
you know what I mean?
Like I could have been a movie star.
Stella! How hard is that?
You wanna play rough?
Okay! (mimics moaning)
Hey listen, what's your name?
- Turbo.
- Turbo?
Is that Italian?
- Half Italian, half Irish.
- Boys, I don't wanna be the
bearer of bad news, okay?
This is f*cking...
This is not 10 grand.
- We think it's 10.
- Hey Cherry b*mb!
(speaking foreign language)
the f*cking cupboard, yeah.
Thank you. Appreciate it.
Five and a half.
And that's where we're at.
If you think that's 10 grand,
you've got f*cking rocks
in your head, brother.
- How do we get it closer to 10?
- What are you gonna do?
Hang on a sec.
Abra f*cking Cadabra!
Five and a half is still five and a half.
You want to go get 10 grands worth?
Go get 10 grands worth,
but this ain't f*cking 10 grands worth.
- Hey, as*h*le! It's gonna be 10.
- You pulling a g*n on me?
Are you f*cking serious?
Are you f*ck.. Hun!
They're pulling a g*n on me in my house.
I know.
Sweetheart, give me the b*tch.
My d*ck, it's bigger than yours.
- Not for much f*cking longer.
- Woohoo, yeah!
- I said five, m*therf*cker!
If all fear is rooted
in the fear of death,
m*therf*cker, there is nothing to fear.
- Okay, okay, you know what?
You drive a hard one.
- Let me ask you a question.
Are you a nihilist or an idealist?
Because that's important.
Take my eyes!
But not that.
Is this f*cking guy for real?
Is this f*cking guy for real?
I told him five and a half, all right.
And I'm doing you a favour
'cause I like you bro, okay?
And this guy, he wants 10.
Where we at?
f*ck!
f*ck. f*ck, f*ck, f*ck.
f*ck!
Movie star.
- Oh, yeah!
- Movie star, m*therf*cker.
- Oh, yeah!
- Oh, m*therf*cking, yeah!
(bright music)
- Where the f*ck did you get a g*n from?
- Bernie.
- When was the last time we met here?
- Long time.
- Got some work for you if you want it.
Just like the old days.
- Just like the old days.
A few blokes pulling the job,
getting out around five o'clock this arvo.
We're gonna grab them
as they're coming out.
- How many's the few?
- Dunno, maybe two, three.
But I've seen more braids
in a Bangcock whorehouse
than with these guys.
- Need anybody else?
- Don't think so.
- Okay. I'll get my equipment together.
I'll meet you guys at 5:00 p.m. sharp.
Nice hat.
- Hey.
- Hello.
- Look, I'm a mate of Nick's. Is he home?
- No, I haven't seen him for a few days.
- Oh, right, a few days. Alright.
He's meant to leave something here for me.
He didn't drop a bag
off or anything, did he?
- No. Look, if he does,
I'll let him know you're looking for him.
- No, that's all right.
Probably come back later.
That's a cute kid.
Hello. You two have a lovely day.
- What are they doing?
- JP's robbing some joint.
Wanted me to wear a getaway.
Either way, once they
come out, we ambush them,
take it off their hands.
(watch beeping)
What the f*ck was that?
- Oh, Mel bought me a new watch
since I no longer have
a phone to set alarms.
- Turn it off.
Don't want it going off
at the wrong moment.
- Where the f*ck is Patty?
- Hey, here he is. He's here.
- Sorry, boys.
f*cking flat tyre.
- Where the f*ck's Patty?
- On the inside.
- Where the f*ck is that?
(suspense music)
(g*nshots firing)
(suspense music continues)
(bright music)
- m*therf*ckers!
(bright music continues)
- Hey Cricket, is that you?
- I'll just grab us a
couple of beers, mate.
- Hey, hey.
Take it easy, big guy.
Nick, you're in here? Cuz?
- Look who the f*ck it is.
You stole my money.
- All your f*cking money?
Five grand plus interest m*therf*cker!
- I'll get you five
grand right here, b*tch!
(g*nshots firing)
- Where the f*ck have you been Patty?
- Boys, boys, boys.
Well, that's not cash.
You guys are f*cked!
- Oh, is that a Mexican standoff?
I'm pretty sure that
was a Mexican standoff.
- Come on, numb nuts.
I'll give you a free ride to the hospital.
Oh, you've seen worse.
(gentle music)
- You look thirsty, mate.
- Saves me a walk.
So how you been?
- Oh you know, same sh*t, different depth.
You sort out that little problem.
- No, not yet.
- How much do you owe?
- All of it.
- Right? How much do you have?
- I got six grand to start with.
- Righto. When's it due?
- Yesterday.
- Right. Now, we can fix this.
Now, this is an oldie but a goodie.
You take that six grand you have,
you put one grand of
it onto a horse racing
in the bush tomorrow.
Doesn't matter who, just pick a name.
- Yeah mate, I backed roughies before,
and it doesn't work out so well.
- Just listen.
This is gonna be beautiful.
You then take the other five grand,
and you put it on the same horse
that's gonna bring the price in,
which is why you put
your money down first.
Then you call this Boss Lady and you say,
I'm sorry I don't have the money.
But what I did find was a
$5,000 ticket for a horse
that's racing tomorrow, paying 35 to one.
If it wins, you'll get
$175,000 you tell her.
She'll ask, what horse? Where?
Then you just sit and wait.
- Well, what then?
- Well, then you stop asking
stupid f*cking questions.
You've gotta stop
over-complicating things, Nick.
All you have to worry about is making sure
that you leave that ticket
in the boss's house.
Then you wrap your
laughing gear around a beer
while you're watching the race tomorrow.
If it doesn't get up,
you're hop on your bike
and you f*ck off.
And you f*ck off quick.
But if it does, you just
remember your old mate, Potsy.
(bright music)
(bright music continues)
- Oh hey. Yeah, look Erin, it's me.
I know it's not 50K, but we
found a ticket at Col's place.
But we think Col got some
tip on a roughy running
in the bush because it's
five grand at 35 to one.
That's $175,000 if it wins.
Anyway, thought you might
be interested, that's all.
Alright, will do.
Have a good day.
f*cking b*tch!
(cheerful music)
- [Commentator] And we're
just about running to six,
gates open and they're off now.
Mel's Secret was away quite well,
but not as well as Wide
Ribbon from Mount Wide
was given a shove to go forward
and quickly rolls towards
the front and takes up
that leading position.
Mel's Secret coming after White Ribbon,
then Madam Rock and Bold Delargo.
Mel's Secret now takes the lead,
starts to edge away later and Mel's Secret
is going to win it well by two legs,
beat White Ribbon.
Thirdly Madam Rock,
and then Bold Delargo leaves
and (indistinct) was last.
- Hey.
- Oh, hey.
- Is he here?
- No.
- No, no, okay.
All right, well maybe I might.
I'll just wait.
- You want a cuppa?
- What?
- Do you want a cuppa?
- No, she's right.
Nice deck.
Goes well with the garden.
- Yeah, thanks.
We've had some great times out there.
- So I'm back because him and
his little mate were meant
to drop a bag off for me
yesterday and they didn't.
So here I am.
- I haven't seen Nick since yesterday, so.
- Alright, where's the little one?
- She's at school.
- All right. I'm gonna
take a another walk around.
But if you're lying to me and he's here,
I'm not gonna be very f*cking happy.
- Look, as I said, I haven't
seen Nick since yesterday.
- Yeah, that's what you said.
- We'll just take a look around then, hey.
Don't mind?
- So he is not here, okay?
- Yeah, you said it.
- Call him.
- I think it's time you leave.
- Call him.
Hurry up. Hurry up!
- Nick ever tell you why he went to jail?
- No, he didn't.
I don't give a f*ck.
- See, Nick grew up at the racetrack.
This one night, this
mob guy comes up to Nick
and he asks him for a tip
and Nick knew who he was,
and didn't wanna cause any trouble.
So he gives him one and it wins.
For weeks, this prick just
keeps coming up to Nick
and asking him for tips.
And one night when Nick
sure thing doesn't win,
this mob guy, like he tells
Nick that he owes him the 20K
that he just lost on the race.
Nick didn't have that kind
of money, so after 24 hours,
the guy shows up here
threatening me and my daughter.
He thinks that's a way to get
to Nick, except Nick was here.
He came out of that walk-in right there
with a spanner in his hand
and he hit the guy in the head
with it over and over,
and over and over again
till the guy stopped moving,
and then Nick and I buried
his body out there under
the deck, the one you like.
He's still out there.
And then Col paid some money
to make the problem go away.
And then Nick got pinched
trying to get the money
to pay back Col.
And that's why Nick went to jail.
(g*nsh*t firing)
(intense music)
- Ahoy, poloy.
- Hey.
- Hey, how the hell does a
guy take so long to get ready
and still look so f*cking ugly?
Hey, you got a new phone?
- Yeah, well somebody k*lled my other one.
- Is this what 50 grand feels like?
Christ, there's a whole lot
more than 50 grand here.
- I found Col's other stash.
- [Turbo] Oh. Tell me about it.
- Yep. As soon as I figured
out what was going on.
Could only get 20 to one though.
- [Turbo] Who gives a f*ck?
I told you our boy was special.
He's going places.
- [Nick] Turbo, you know they
paid all the other jockeys off
so our boy would win, right?
- [Turbo] Eh, you can
believe that if you want.
I'm telling you, he's a champion.
Why your fingernails so dirty?
- [Nick] Don't worry about it.
(gentle music)
(upbeat music)
We got so behind
Still feel right, like the first time
And we can still climb
Still be mine, in the first light
'Cause its right on time
- [Turbo] Yo, I'm just
thinking out loud here,
like, you know what we
can spend our money on.
I'm talking serious investments,
not gambling, or throwing the sh*t away.
You know, talking like
strippers, taylor suits,
holy sh*t, look at that dog.
That dogs got one f*cking leg.
That's got more wheels than legs.
Yo, what's your dog's name?
Rolly?
Things are looking up.
(instrumental music)
Came from ruins so dark
Your mood still seems to shine
And I can touch the sky
Still be mine, in the first light
'Cause it's right on time
Pull the splinter from my mind
I'm not trying not to be tired
I can feel around in the dark
And I'm not tired
Let the lights hit my eyes
Let go of your time
Pull the splinter from my mind
I'm not trying not to be tired
I can feel around in the dark
And I'm not tired
Let the lights hit my eyes
Let go of your time
(bright music)
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