01x01 - Episode 1

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(MUFFLED SPLASHING)

- HEATHER, MUFFLED:
Good job, everyone. Perfect.

CLEARLY: OK. Now, um, be like a...

What do you call it?
A washing machine...

agitator. Be like an agitator.

MUFFLED: That's great, Lauren.
You're doing really well

(CLEARLY) for the third time.

Not like Tina, who looks
more like a front-loader.

(WOMEN LAUGH)
Agitate. Agitate.

Wash that dirty laundry!

MUFFLED: Come on. Go.

CLEARLY: What are you
all having for dinner?
- Boyfriend's cooking tonight.

- Oh, I'm not coming
to your place, then.
(WOMEN LAUGH)

- He's pretty good.

So I'm getting
the chicken nuggies out.

I think it's, uh, nuggies and mash.

You know, like homemade KFC.
- Yum.

- You?
- Steak. Just got a new air fryer.

Cooks it perfect. Real well done.

- Hate it when you cut through
your steak and the blood goes
all through the mash.

- Bloody mooing.
(LAUGHTER)

(UNSETTLING MUSIC)

(UNSETTLING MUSIC CONTINUES)

(RADAR ANTENNAE CLUNK)

(METAL BAR THUNKS)

(GATE SCREECHES, CLANGS SHUT)

(CAR LOCK CHIRPS, KEYS CLINK)

(UNSETTLING MUSIC CONTINUES)

(KEYS CLINK)

- Heather?

I-I didn't wanna say
anything in there,

but are you OK?
- Yeah.

Yeah, fine.

- Are you sure?

- It's over.

We think.

Well, we hope.

(CAR DOOR CLOSES, ENGINE STARTS)

(UNSETTLING MUSIC)

(ENGINE IDLES)

(HANDBRAKE GRINDS)

(DOGS PANT HAPPILY)

(LATCH CLICKS, HINGES CREAK)

- (SIGHS)

Hello.

(SIGHS)

- You saw the car, then?

It's been sitting there for a while.

- Do you think they're there for us?

Do you think Cai sent them?

- Well, if he did,
they got the wrong house.

- Sounds like them.

- I was gonna call
the police, but...

(WAVES CRASH IN DISTANCE)

- Ed. Ed. Wake up.
- MAN SHOUTS IN DISTANCE: Oi!

Ed. Wake up!
- ...know what you're doing
here, but you can piss off!

- What the hell's he doing?

- ...parked outside
my bloody house all night, eh?

- (ED SIGHS)
- Go on, f*ck off!

OK, you're not gonna leave, then?

All right. f*ck you, then,
all right?!

(g*nsh*t, MAN SHOUTS)

Gimme that, you f*ckin' clown.
- MAN IN MANDARIN:

(g*n CLATTERS, MAN YELLS)
- You wanna play
the f*ckin' hard man?!

All right. f*ck you!

f*ck!

(MEN EXCLAIM)
(GRUNTS)

f*ck...
(CRASH!)
...you!

f*ck you!
(CRASH!)

f*ck off!
(CRASH!)

f*ck off!
(TYRES SQUEAL)

Get the f*ck out of here!

- PASSENGER IN MANDARIN:

- IN MANDARIN:

- PASSENGER:

- f*ck off.

- Do you think that just
made it better or worse?
(ENGINE REVS, TYRES SQUEAL)

- I dunno.
(CAR SPEEDS INTO DISTANCE)

But maybe those drug lords will
think twice about messing with
the Far North again.

- K, well, I'll drop him off
some smoked marlin tomorrow
to say thank you.

(HAUNTING, DISCORDANT SINGING)

- ♪ La, la, la, la.

- ♪ Ah, ah.
- ♪ Ooh,

♪ whee-ooh.

- ♪ La.
- ♪ Ah, ah.

- ♪ La.
- ♪ Hoo-ooh.

- ♪ La.
- ♪ Ah, ah.

(FINGERS CLICK)
- ♪ Ah, ah, ah, ah,

♪ ooh. ♪

- ♪ Well, show me
the light, light, light.

♪ Show me the light,
light, light, light.

♪ Well, show me the light,
light, light, light.

(METAL DOORS SCREECH, CLANG)

- What the f*ck?! Who's that?

(DOORS SCREECH, CLANG)

- (SIGHS)

It stinks in here.

(BLENDER WHIRRS)

- Protein shake?
- No.

(LID CLATTERS)
- (SLURPS LOUDLY)

Yeah. Cool.
- Yeah.

- It's on.

They're gonna be there in days.

- OK.
- So we're good.

- Tell me who you roped in for this
and I'll tell you if we're good.

- Blaze,

I got this. I got Mack.

He'll be our IC up there.

He's our eyes, our ears.
Look, he's loyal.

Always gets the job done.

- SIGHS: Ah,

sh*t.

- THUGGA: Louie,
he'll be the driver.

- You know, general things. Like...

cleaning, babies...

like crystals, plastic bags,

fingerprints— Uh, these work
for those, yeah?

- I think the double-absorbent
one with the pattern

would be perfect for that.
- Oh.

Sweet.

(BASKET RATTLES)

- THUGGA: And Stevie's our fixer.

People say he talks nice.
Not like a gangster.

- Now, this wine is what we now call

a natural wine.

Uh, it smells like sulphur.

Like... farts.

- THUGGA: And Gravel —
he's an entrepreneur.

He's always thinkin'. We need that.

- Click the link below...

and you'll be on the beach
before you know it.

'How, how, how?' you're asking.

One word — cryptocurrency.

- Hey, get rich quick?

Yeah. That's my line
of business, brah.

- THUGGA: That's the team.

- You know exactly
what you need to do.

(TUMBLER THUNKS)

- We're good.

(EDGY, ENERGETIC MUSIC)

(HORNS HONK IN DISTANCE)

(URINE TRICKLES)

(UNEASY MUSIC)

- (SLURPS)

(CAT MEOWS, PURRS ON VIDEO)

(CAT MEOWS)

(CAT MEOWS)

(EDGY, ENERGETIC MUSIC)

(LOCK CLICKS)

(BEEPING)

(LOCK CHIRPS)

(CAR HORNS BLARE, INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(DOOR SHUTS)

(CAR DOOR SHUTS)

(GRAVEL CRUNCHES)

(BABY CRIES IN DISTANCE,
MOTORBIKE PASSES

(KNOCKING, MUFFLED CRYING CONTINUES)

(LATCH CLICK, HINGES CREAK)

(WOMEN CONVERSE IN MANDARIN)

(BABY CONTINUES CRYING)
- IN ENGLISH: Thank you.

(MANDARIN CONTINUES)

(CRYING INTENSIFIES)

- Aww.

(CRYING CONTINUES)

(CRYING CONTINUES)
- Aww...

(CRYING CONTINUES)

(DOOR CREAKS SHUT, PADLOCK RATTLES)

(EDGY MUSIC)

- (GRUNTS)

(GRUNTS, STRAINS)

(GRUNTS)

- (SIGHS)

(GRUNTS)

(HINGES CREAK)

(CLANG!)

(HINGES CREAK, CLANG!)

(MUFFLED FOOTSTEPS THUNK)

(DRIVER'S DOOR SHUTS)

(TRUCK ENGINE PUTTERS)

(ENGINE RUMBLES, TRAILER RATTLES)

(TRUCK SLOWS, TRAILER RATTLES)

(REVERSING ALARM BEEPS)

(BEEPING CONTINUES, THUNDER RUMBLES)

(HINGES CREAK)

(THUNDER RUMBLES, RAIN PATTERS)

(THUNDER RUMBLES)
- (CHUCKLES)

(THUNDER RUMBLES)

(UNEASY MUSIC)

- THUGGA: So, the suppliers
are called The Company,

and they're from China.

These are the same people that
the bosses use over in Australia.

They're so good they can ship
the world over.

Cops have never even heard of 'em.

- So is this real? Cos I'm losing
credit on my wine course.

- f*ck, bro, it's real.

These cats guarantee delivery
to the spot, or it's money back.

- We have been working
at this for months.

Yeah?

This is our time. The big leagues.

- Yeah. No more baby g bags.

We're moving into kilos.

- Me and Mack went to Hong Kong,
and we met with Tse.

He was like a CEO. Crazy sh*t.

Private jet, eight bodyguards.

We were sipping champagne,
eating steak, lobster...

- It's like Pablo
and El Chapo made love

and had an Asian drug lord baby.

Except, like, he's not a baby.

He's da man.

- All right.

The plan is I'll be the go-between —
their guy Cai and Mack.

When the laundry lands,
cut it in half,

dig a hole somewhere safe
and bury half of it.

Mark it with this.

The rest of it comes back
in the camper van.

Easy, eh?

Hand over your phones.
- Uh, I don't have my phone on me.

Jeff's listening.
- Jeff?

- Bezos. From Amazon.

He listens to everything.
- What?

- Hey, Thugga, I just
signed up for a course, and I
can only do it on this phone.

- All of you hand your f*ckin'
phones in. It's only going to be for
a few days, and if anything happens,

we can say we were
partying at Thugga's.

- They're encrypted,

so messages delete in hours.

Only our numbers on these.

One rule —

no calls; only text.

Hey.

You need to get a four-wheel
drive double-cab ute, SUV —

look, something you can all fit in.
You can keep it after.

You...

You need to hire a camper.
Not a little sh*t one, either.

Yeah, one of those big white ones,

so we can all fit some sh*t in.
- Wait. Me, hire a camper?

- How else are you gonna be
the driver?

- We all know what happens
if this fucks up, eh?

So just get it done.

- Uh, hey, uh, one question.

You know the BlackBerry?

Does it come with any credit?

(DUCKS QUACK)

(BOAT ENGINE RUMBLES)

- (RETCHES)
(VOMIT SPLATTERS)

(WATER FLUSHES)

(RETCHES)
(VOMIT SPLATTERS)

(GROANS, PANTS)

(WATER TRICKLES)

(INTRIGUING MUSIC)

(SATELLITE PHONE RINGS)

(BEEP!)

- IN MANDARIN:

(WOMEN CONVERSE IN MANDARIN)

(LAUGHS)

(CABIN RATTLES)

(COOKING UTENSILS CLANG NEARBY)

(DOOR OPENS OVERHEAD)

(DOOR SHUTS)

(TAP SQUEAKS, WATER RUNS)

- Huh?
(WATER STOPS RUNNING)

(TEA POURS)

- (EXHALES SHARPLY)

- Mm.

(METAL HANGINGS CREAK,
UTENSILS CLATTER)

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR SHUTS)

(INTRIGUING MUSIC)

(SPLASHING)

(UTENSILS CLATTER)

(SIZZLING)

- Brah. Look at all
the resources I got

with the money Thugga gave us, brah.

Hey, I got some buckets,
some shovels, a marine map,

but, most importantly,

these dope-as walkie-talkies, lad.
Eh? Gonna be a mean trip.

- Gravel, what do we need
walkies for?

- Comms. Gotta stay
on top of everything.

- Did you get anything useful?
Like, I dunno, a first-aid kit?

Antacids?

(TEAM DYNAMITE'S 'PRINCIPLE')

- RAPS: ♪ Yo. Uh. Do what I love.

♪ Never mind. Everyone worried
'bout the wrong things. Give me...

- Hey, you pay for that toll thing?
- STEREO: ♪ ...one good reason why

♪ I shouldn't try for the very top.
- (SCOFFS) Nah. You do.

- ♪ It's not child's play.

♪ This is soarin' away...
- Oh.

- ♪ ...from sleeping
under starlight...
- Can I pay cash?

Or is it, like, online?

My missus has one,
but she's back in Australia,

and I don't wanna get her involved.

- You don't need to pay for it.
Thug will suss it.

Where's your money card?
How'd you buy sneakers?

- ♪ ...slip across the floor.
Is this Lucky Lance?

♪ The ice breaker asks...
- Hey, this is gonna be easy, yeah?

- Yeah, easy. It's hard and fast,
just like the other jobs.

- Yeah, but this one
feels different.

- In and out.

- ♪ It's the way the world spins...
- Then you can pay the hundy off.

- ♪ ...and I don't do cotton wool.

- Did you really lose it?
Or you still got it?

You can tell me.
It's between you and I.

- Siana, honest, OK, I didn't.

It was one of my first jobs,
and I was counting it,

and when I finished, I texted ,

and Thugga said it was
a hundy short.

So I searched everywhere.
I searched around the couches.

I even called the taxi
that picked me up and—
- (CHUCKLES)

Yeah, like, 'Hello, taxi.

'You picked me up minutes ago.
Did I leave a duffle bag

'with $ , in the back seat?'
- Nah, I just said 'a bag'.

I just said 'a bag'.
I didn't say anything

about the money, OK?
- (SCOFFS)

- I just don't know where I lost it,
OK? No one had seen it.

- Oh, surprise, surprise (!)

- But Thugga said it was OK
and I could just work it off,

so... here I am.

- ♪ Free up your mind
of that bullshit...

- Look — in and out.
Then you're done.

Cashed up back to your kid.

- ♪ ...boom, boom. Behold my cool
walk with the groovy style.

♪ Ooh, child, been waiting for this
my whole life, for so long now.

♪ Feelin' a little bust,
like it's been a while.

♪ I need to bounce, dip for a bit
cos my mental.

♪ We got the fundamentals —
the combat,

♪ like all the sh*t that's
meant to be. We the best.

♪ We— We can't be stopped.

♪ Cos I don't think you know me
like you think you do.

♪ I can take the lead
like a principal.

♪ It's nothing to me —
just point out the bull.

♪ We get the job done
cos we got the tools.

♪ I don't think you know me
like you think you do.

♪ I can take the lead
like a principal.

♪ It's nothing to me —
just point out the bull.

♪ We get the job done
cos we got the tools.

♪ W-W-W-We— We— We can't be stopped.

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah... ♪

(BELL TINKLES)
- Bye.

Hi.
- Oh, hi. Um, I would like
to book four rooms, please.

- Oh, great.

Just— Just need your name.
- Uh, Jase.

- Jase.
- Actually, um,

do you need to see my ID or...?
- Nope. Just your name.

I'll photocopy your ID.

- Well, in that case, it's Stevie,

and I'll be taking four
of your nicest rooms

for myself and my colleagues.

- All our rooms are
the same amount of nice.

- OK. Uh,

I'd just like four rooms, please.
- Four rooms.

- Um, do you sell antacids?

(BROODING A-CAPELLA MUSIC)

- ED: Yeah, so I get to
the job, I have a look,

and then I ask the guy, 'Well, who's
been trying to fix this before me?'

And guess who.
- Dodge.

- That's for sure.

Dodge should be called Dodgy.
- (SCOFFS) Every time.

- I just said, 'Hey, why didn't
you get me in the first place?'
- (CHUCKLES)

Ed, what's Toby doing?

- Oh, Toby. What's the matter, boy?
- Hey. What's up?

- You all right, boy?

Aw.
- What's up? Oh, darling.

- We'd better carry him home.

Come on.
- All right. Ready?

- GRUNTS: Come on.
- You got him?

- (STRAINS)

- Aw.
- Yeah.

(SEAGULLS CAW)

(EDGY, UPTEMPO MUSIC)

- LING:

- Oof!

(HUI GRUNTS, BAG THUDS)

(UNEASY MUSIC)

- (PANTS)

(PHONE RINGS)

(SIGHS)
(BEEP!)

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

- JIN OVER PHONE:

- Ah?
(CAT MEOWS, PURRS ON VIDEO)

(CHUCKLES)

(CHUCKLES)

(SIGHS)

(CHUCKLES)

(SIGHS)

(BEEP! PURRING CONTINUES ON VIDEO)

(EXHALES)

- (CHUCKLES)

(NOTIFICATION CHIMES)

(INTRIGUING MUSIC)

(SCREEN UNLOCKS)

(PHONE RINGS)

- Speak.
- THUGGA ON PHONE: Blaze. Um, hey.

- Thugga. Go.

- I got this weird message from
the overseas fishing contact.

I think he's f*cking with me.
- How so?

- It says, 'All right gear,
on side.'

- OK, Thugga, he's gonna be
using Google Translate.

He's not gonna speak English,
just like you can't speak Mandarin.

Unbelievable.

(KEYPAD CLICKS)

('SENT' NOTIFICATION WHOOSHES)

(PHONE BUZZES, CHIMES)

(KEYPAD CLICKS)

- (CHUCKLES)
(CAT MEOWS, NOTIFICATION BUZZES)

(SCREEN UNLOCKS)

(SCOFFS)

(PHONE THUNKS, CAT PURRS ON VIDEO)

Meow.

(TENSE MUSIC)

- JIN IN MANDARIN:

- BI IN MANDARIN:

(MANDARIN CONTINUES)

(KEY CLUNKS; ENGINE WHINES, STOPS)

(KEY CLUNKS, ENGINE WHINES)

(LOUD CLANG)

(KEY CLUNKS, ENGINE WHINES WEAKLY)

(TENSE MUSIC)

(KEY CLUNKS, ENGINE WHINES)

- JIN:

(KEY CLUNKS; ENGINE WHINES, STOPS)

(KEY CLUNKS, ENGINE WHINES)

- CAI:

- JIN OVER PHONE:

(BEEP!)

(UNSETTLING MUSIC)

(PHONE RINGS, BEEPS)

(EDGY, UPTEMPO MUSIC)

- (SIGHS)

IN MANDARIN:

- TSE, MUFFLED:

- MAN IN BACKGROUND: Hyah!

- CAI OVER PHONE:

(SMACK! THUD!)

- TSE:

(CHUCKLES)
- TSE:

- Ah.

Huh?

(SCOFFS)

Huh.

(HANG-UP TONE BEEPS)

(UNEASY MUSIC)

(UNEASY MUSIC CONTINUES)

(WAVES CRASH)

(SAND CRUNCHES UNDERFOOT)

(WALKIE-TALKIE BLEEPS)
- Louie the Fly, you read me? Over.

(WALKIE-TALKIE BLEEPS)
- Maybe you could not
call me a fly. Over.

(STATIC INTERFERENCE MUFFLES SHOUT)
Eh?

Did you get that?
- Nah.

- Oi! I can't hear you!

- MACK, SHOUTING: I think
that's as far as they go!

(CELL PHONE BUZZES)

Got a text from Thugga! Drop is on.

(CELL PHONE BUZZES)

Oh, wait a sec.

Nah, drop's not on.
- What? What do you mean 'not on'?

- Is it the cops? Do we hide?
- No, you p*ssy.

The weather's too bad for the boat.

Thugga says stand by and stay
prepared, but go camo, yeah?

Should happen in the next few days.
- Camo?

- Like be a ninja. Go local.

Don't make too much noise.

It's dark as f*ck out here.

These torches are sh*t.
Get us some better lights.

(WALKIE-TALKIE BEEPS)
- HUSHED: Go camo.

Stay prepared.

- Gravel.

We're right here.
Mack just said that.

(WALKIE-TALKIE BLEEPS)
- I know, brah.

It just sounds better
over the radio.

(BROODING A-CAPPELLA MUSIC)

- Ahoy-hoy.

- Hi.

- How's Old Bones doing?

- He's not getting any younger,
you know? He can't keep up.

- Catches up with us all.
- Yeah.

- Age, I mean.

- Be nice to have
a few more years on him.

- When my mum had arthritis,
she'd use infrared therapy.

Helped ease the pain and made it
a lot easier on all of us.

- You reckon?
- Could be worth a try.

(TOBY WHINES)
- Why not?

- He wants to go inside, eh?
It's getting chilly.

- 'Night.
- 'Night.

- (TOBY WHINES)
- Come on, old man.

(INTRIGUING MUSIC)

(TRACTOR ENGINE REVS)

(INTRIGUING MUSIC CONTINUES)

(BOAT MOTOR REVS)

(INTRIGUING MUSIC CONTINUES)

(TROLLEY RATTLES)

- The dude that sold us these said
they'd light up like a lighthouse.

That generator will
run these, right?

- Oh, easy.

I mean, you could just plug them
into a socket.

It's the same brightness.

- Yeah. Where we're going,

there are no sockets.

- Right. Yeah, well, with,
uh, those and that,

darkness won't have a chance.
- Oh. Cool.

- OK? Come and sign your life away.
- OK. Cheers.

- You got another vehicle?
You're not getting that in there.

(CRASH!)

- (GRUNTS)
- Louie. We'll take the Prado.

- OK. Safe?

Yeah.
(CLANG!)

(PUFFS)

(INTRIGUING MUSIC)

(WATER SLOSHES)

(HORN TOOTS)

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

(REVERSING ALERT BEEPS)

(CAMPERVAN MOTOR REVS)

(BEEPING CONTINUES, FAN BELT SQUEALS)

(ENGINE REVS)

(FAN BELT SQUEALS)

(ENGINE REVS)

(GEARS WHINE)

(GEARS CRUNCH)

(BRAKES SQUEAL)

- That fulla got his
licence in a raffle.

- Don't even ask.
(ENGINE STOPS)

- Ed, how are you, mate?
- I got out this morning.

Pretty good.

This is for you.

How are you?
- Oh, better than those guys.

I mean, spatial awareness
is a thing, right?

They hired this generator.
They can't even take it away.

What can you expect from
a couple of bloody Austrah-lians?

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

- I'm keen on one of these lamps.

- Oh. Do you need one of those, Ed?

Yeah, a couple of people have
bought some of my old stock.

Apparently they're very good
for growing, uh,

'indoor strawberries'.

- No, no. It's for my dog Toby.

Uh, Huggins was saying—
- Huggins?

Yeah, he bought one of those.

- How much?
- Oh, nothing.

Until you know it works.

- Thank you.

- Good luck.

(BROODING A-CAPPELLA MUSIC)

- IN MANDARIN:

(MANDARIN CONTINUES)

(ENGINE TURNS OVER, ROARS)

(LAUGHTER, CHEERING)
- LING:

(JIN CHUCKLES)

(CHUCKLING)

(ENGINE CLANKS, STOPS)

(WAVE SWELLS)

(SWITCHES CLICK)

(CLICK! ENGINE RATTLES)

(CLICK! ENGINE RATTLES)

(CLICK! ENGINE RATTLES)

- CAI OVER PHONE:

- CAI:

- JIN:

- CAI:

(CLICK! HANG-UP TONE BEEPS)

(UNEASY MUSIC)

(GRUNTS, PANTS)
(SPANNER CLINKS)

(GRUNTS)
(SPANNER CLINKS)

(PANTS)

(GRUNTS)

(CLUNK! STEAM EXPLODES)

(SCREAMS)

(YELLS)

(TENSE MUSIC)

(GROANS)

- Argh!
- (CLANG!)

- (PANTS, CRIES OUT)

(GROANS)

(YELLS IN PAIN)

(GROANS)

(GRUNTS)

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

(MUFFLED HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYS)

- STEVIE: So, Louie,
why are you here?

- Thugga said it was good money,
and I had a kid on the way, so...
why wouldn't I?

- It's either rugby league
or the game.

And you don't look much good
at league, brah. (LAUGHS)

- MACK: And you owe
that hundred K, bro.
- Oh, sh*t!

That's right, dox.
How did nothing worse happen?

Hey, all you gotta do is get this
job done and you're even.

You got off light, brah.
- You owe K to Thugga?

- Why the third degree, Stevie?
Why are you here?

Drinking your red wine, looking like
you're better than all of us?

- I wanna start a winery.
- (SCOFFS) Hold up.

You wanna use the cash
from this job to buy a winery?

- Mm.
- Hey, brah,

are you gonna sell that sh*t
to your staff? (TUTS)

That's f*ckin' wrong, brah.
- Nah, nah. I want something legit.

I love wine, but it's hard
to get a loan

when you look like me, you know?
- GRAVEL: Oath, lad.

Hey, I got a couple sweet
business ideas, you know.
Just need the capital.

What about you?
- sh*t, bro.

Look like anyone'd give me a job
that's not minimum wage?

The whole system's rigged.
You want outta the game,

you gotta play the game.
- GRAVEL: Oath, lad.

I'll drink to that.

(BOTTLES CLINK)

(MUFFLED HIP-HOP MUSIC
CONTINUES PLAYING)

- (SIGHS)

- MACK: Hey. Where are you going?

- Uh, just thought I'd go to bed.
- GRAVEL: Louie, Louie.

Make sure you get your
beauty sleep, eh?

- (SCOFFS) Psh.
(ALL CHUCKLE)

(CHUCKLING CONTINUES)

- STEVIE: 'Night, Louie.

(MUFFLED HIP-HOP MUSIC
CONTINUES PLAYING, GATE CLANGS)

- GRAVEL, MUFFLED: Hey. How long
do you think we'll be up here for?

- MACK, MUFFLED: I dunno.
Could be days. Could be weeks.

Just got to wait for
the word, you know?

- STEVIE, MUFFLED: Hey, do you guys
feel sorry for Louie?

- MACK: Nah. He's made his choice.

- STEVIE: Did he really?

- MACK: That's what Thugga says.
(KEYPAD CLICKS)

- GRAVEL: Brah,
why does he look so broke?

- MACK: Bruh, he doesn't
even have a money card.

- GRAVEL: So... we're
getting cash payments?

- STEVIE, COUGHING: sh*t.

This weed is awesome.
Who'd you buy this from?

- GRAVEL: Brah, some guy from
the other hotel. Mean hook-up.

- (BREATHES SHAKILY)

(UNEASY MUSIC)

(DOOR CREAKS, CLANGS)

- (RETCHES)
(VOMIT SPLATTERS)

(GASPS, PANTS)

(LEVER SQUEAKS, AIR BUBBLES)

(LEVER SQUEAKS)

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

(LEVER SQUEAKS)

- LOUIE: Just... muckin' around.
(CHUCKLES WEAKLY)

- CARMEN ON PHONE: Doing what?
- Just stuff.

Oh, we went to these sand dunes
a couple of days ago.

- It's been two weeks, and it
sounds like you're on holiday.

You need to come home.

- Hey, you know I can't.

Uh, how was Jayden's party?

(JAYDEN BABBLES)
- He misses his dad.

- LOUIE ON PHONE: Yeah. I miss him.
(JAYDEN BABBLES)

Uh, you go to the hospital?

- Yeah. Everything's healthy.

- EXHALES: Nice.

Can you tell me?
- I thought you wanted to wait.

- (SIGHS) Yeah. Just...
need something, you know?

- You're having...

a...

- Oh, tell me. Come on.

- ...a girl.

- (CHUCKLES)

(JAYDEN BABBLES)

SOFTLY: Wow. Like...
one of each. (CHUCKLES)

I love you.
- I wish you could be here.

- Yeah.

I wish you could send me a picture
of your boobs. (CHUCKLES WEAKLY)

Have they done that thing?
- Wouldn't you like to know?

- Yeah. Big Carmen boobs. (CHUCKLES)
(VEHICLE APPROACHES)

(TENSE MUSIC)

Hey, uh, I have to go.

OK. Bye.

I love you. I love you.

(MECHANISM THUNKS)

- (GRUNTS)
(CLUNK!)

(PANTS)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

(BIRDS TWITTER)

(AGGRESSIVE KNOCKING)

(CURTAIN RATTLES, DOOR SLIDES)

- I got a call from Justine
at the hire shop.

A generator needs to be dropped off.
Don't you have a cell phone?

- Um, no.

Not really. So to speak.

- (PANTS) Louie, I need to use
your bathroom.

(RETCHES)
(VOMIT SPLATTERS)

- How long are you guys staying for?
- Um...

- (RETCHES)
- Hey, how long are we staying for?

- GROANS: I dunno. (RETCHES)

- I don't— I don't...

Sorry. I don't know.
(RETCHING CONTINUES, VOMIT SPLATTERS)

(FOOTSTEPS RECEDE, STEVIE PANTS)

Bro, you all good?
- (GROANS)

(THUD! CURTAIN RATTLES)

- RADIO: ♪ Sophisticated lady...
(CAR DOOR SHUTS)

♪ ...sophisticate me.

♪ Help me know how to love you.

- Your mate got no legs?
(CLANG!)

- (GRUNTS)

(GRUNTS) Nah, he's got legs. He's
just feeling a bit sick. Bad guts.

- Oh. Um, urgent use
of the bathroom, please.

- Yeah, sure. It's just— It's just
in there, around the corner.

- Thank you. (GROANS, GRUNTS)
- ♪ ...know how to love you.

♪ I need to know
what you're drinkin'.

- You really need
better friends, mate.

(UNSETTLING MUSIC)

- IN MANDARIN:

(MANDARIN CONTINUES)

(FOOTSTEPS RECEDE, HUI SIGHS)

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR SLAMS)
- WHISPERS:

(BROODING MUSIC)

(WAVES CRASH AGAINST HULL)

(WIND WHISTLES, RIGGING CLINKS)

- CAI OVER PHONE:

(OVER PHONE)

- CAI:

- JIN:

(CLICK! HANG-UP TONE BEEPS)

(PHONE CLATTERS)

(UNSETTLING MUSIC)

- It feels weird.
(SHOWER RUNS)

I just wanna go home.
- STEVIE: You've had
a two-week holiday up here.

Look at everything you got to do.

And you don't wanna leave.

- I just think...

I'd rather slowly pay off my debt
by doing little jobs.

- (GROANS)
(TAP SQUEAKS, SHOWER STOPS RUNNING)

Little advice — once you
say you're in, you're in.

Don't talk to me or anyone else
about leaving.

- Hey, um, how much
are we bringing in?

- How come all the rooms always
run out of hot water so quickly?

- Well, you were in there
for minutes.

Wait. How much, Stevie?

- kilos.

- What?

Like... Like half a ton?
- Yeah.

Worth about half a billion
on the street, apparently.

Why do you think I'm here
and not at home playing saxophone?

How did you not know?

We've won the Lotto, man.

(UNSETTLING MUSIC BUILDS)

- I reckon it's making
a difference, eh?

- Yeah, I think so.
(TOBY PANTS SOFTLY)

You like that?

Yeah.

- Good boy, Toby.

Yes.

(FOREBODING MUSIC)