(engine revving)
(men humming)
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FX presents Mr. Inbetween.
(click)
(liquid bubbling)
Hey.
You enjoying that, eh?
Yeah.
I left you some.
What does that say?
Lefty.
Right. Are you Lefty?
No.
Then why the fuck are you eating my fucking cereal?
I'll buy some more.
-When? -In a minute.
I don't wanna wait a minute.
I thought we were gonna share the food.
No. No.
No, originally, we were gonna share the food,
but you never fucking bought any.
You just ate all mine.
That's why my name's on all the fucking food.
You pull that shit again, I'll stab you in the head
with a fucking fork, bro.
Yeah, keep smiling.
So go get the fork.
Yeah, yeah.
I reckon I can take you down with this spoon
before you even get to the fork.
-That spoon? Red handles? -This spoon...
-Fuckin' snap that. -Right now.
Pull it closed.
Is that closed?
It's closed.
LEFTY: But we should head up to Sizzler, man.
-Nah, no way, bro. -It's all you can eat.
Mitre 10 car park.
-Look, look, look. -Yeah, all right, all right.
So what have we got?
Not the Mini, bro, not the Mini.
MAN: Rims on the Subie.
-What do you reckon? -Yeah, yeah, you're on.
All right, you got eyes on the shop.
-I'll take the door. -Cool, cool.
Oi, passenger door, bro.
-What? -Fuck yeah.
What the fuck?
-Move over, dickhead. -Shut up, fuck ya.
Go, go, go.
(engine starts)
(both laughing)
At least wear a pair of sunnies.
Yeah, all right, mate, I'll wear sunnies.
How much? How much?
-119. -Keep the change.
-(tires screeching) -You want a receipt?
No, all good. Thank you, brother.
-(rock music ringtone) -Score.
Fuckin' ancient piece of shit.
-(laughs) -(beep)
(honks)
What's up, Bern?
Where'd you get it?
Fell off the back of a truck.
What do you reckon?
Check it out.
Piss off.
Fix you up later.
What's in the bag?
Ooh!
Mate! Score!
Strongbox, mate.
Hey, your mum's got a strong box.
Fuck you, man.
-Your sister's got a strong box. -(laughs)
(thumping)
(thud)
(thumping)
Who the fuck are you?
Hey!
Let me out, you fuckin' prick!
*
(thumping)
(birds chirping in distance)
*
(turn signal clicking)
How you goin', luv?
Hi. What can I get you?
Oh, just give us a couple of dimmies there. That'll do.
Right-o.
MAN: Perfect amount of chicken salt.
(indistinct conversation)
Beauty.
Got any soy sauce at all?
Yep.
(rock music ringtone)
MAN: That thing's fucking old school, huh?
LEFTY: Yeah, man.
MAN: Should we roll?
Mm.
-Have a good one, Trace. -See you, boys.
-Say hi to your sister for me. -Yeah, you wish.
Laters.
So how we gonna open it?
Oh, Bernie's good with shit like this.
Yeah, but what if, like, he wants something,
you know, for opening it?
Yeah, but I don't know
how we' gonna get the fuckin' thing open.
If we had a key lock, we could pick it,
but these combo locks,
you have to cut the fucking thing open.
We need, like, an oxy cutter.
We buy one.
They're exxy.
What if we use Bernie's?
Yeah, we'll do that.
Like, maybe we should have just done our own.
Yeah.
(faucet running)
What's up, Bern?
(spits)
(slurping)
What the fuck?
Something you wanna tell me?
Dude, chill out.
Don't fucking tell me to chill, fuckwit.
Tell me about the bloke in the boot.
What?
There was a bloke in the boot of the Subie.
What was he doing in the boot?
-Where-where's the car? -I had to dump it.
You think I'm gonna leave it sittin' here?
-Fuck. -Yeah! Fuck!
But we didn't know, man. Hey, swear to God. Truth.
Shit.
What's that?
That was in the car.
Fuckin' dude in the boot of the fuckin' car, man!
-(laughs) -Shh.
Light me up.
Oh, yeah!
(laughs): Holy shit.
Watch your eyes!
The fuck...
Hey, Bernie. Bernie!
Customer.
You all right there, mate?
You got out of the boot.
No thanks to you.
Yours?
So you wanna tell me what the fuck's going on?
These two idiots stole the Sube,
brought it here.
They didn't know you were in the boot, but.
So where'd you steal the car from?
No, we ain't saying nothing, man.
Uh-uh.
-Oh, I do MMA, cunt. -Yeah, fuck him up.
Do ya?
-Shit! -Want some more?
I was outside the hardware, man!
Outside the... In the car park, outside the hardware store.
-Can I have my phone, please? -Yeah.
There you are.
-Didn't make any calls. -Better not have.
-Hello, Ray. -Oh, fuck.
You miss me?
Would you be upset if I said no?
Yeah, a little bit.
Right, so, Ray, how did you get out of the fuckin' boot?
You wouldn't believe me if I told ya.
Not in here, you muppet. In there.
Right, try me.
Somebody stole the car.
Oh, see now, Ray, I don't believe you.
Yeah, I told ya.
When you were in the hardware store, somebody stole it
and brought it here to the chop shop.
Is that right?
Well, that is a hell of a fucking story, Ray.
I'll tell you what's gonna happen, all right?
Take the car.
All right, we're gonna drive off in that direction,
nice and slow. Do exactly as I say, you understand?
Got it.
'Cause I don't wanna put ya fuckin'...
your brains all over the windscreen.
All right, Bobby, call Davros.
Let him know we're on our way. Hurry up.
So you're not gonna let me go, then, huh?
No, Ray, I'm not gonna let you go.
I mean, you know that can't happen, right?
If I let you go, I've gotta put a fuckin' bullet in this clown,
one in Davros, then I'd have to leave the fucking state,
look for another line of work. I'm not gonna do that.
So start the fucking car and move off down that way.
(engine starts)
Good man, mate. Make the call, Bobby.
DAVE: Right here, Bobby.
All right, Ray.
Keep up, knucklehead.
Took you long enough.
Well... we got here, didn't we?
How you been, Raymond?
Good, mate. How you been?
Yeah, good. Good.
That's the way.
See that shovel there?
Yep.
You wanna dig a little hole for me?
Sure. How big you want it?
Uh, start digging and I'll tell you when to stop, okay?
All right.
Look, we're all done here, right?
You don't need me anymore?
Yeah, we're good, mate.
What's up?
Where's my fuckin' money?
Hey, let me ask you a question.
When I first spoke to you about this job,
what did I ask you to do?
You asked me to grab him, come bring him to you,
which I've just done.
So I didn't ask you to drive all over the state
lookin' for buried treasure.
Nah.
I should have fuckin' clipped you.
You fuckin'...
Look, he's fuckin' here, isn't he?
Yeah. Yeah, he's here. But Johnny and I
have been freezing our asses off for hours.
Freezing.
-That right? -Yeah.
I don't give a fuck.
You'll live.
Not personal, Ray.
So where's this treasure chest?
In the car.
Okay. And you're gonna share it with me, yeah?
Yeah, yeah. (chuckles)
-So go get it out of the fucking car. -Yeah.
(Davros clears throat)
In the car, Bobby.
Out of the car, Bobby.
You're a muppet, Bobby.
Catch up, Bobby.
Yeah. Yeah.
Yeah, well, fuck you, Dave.
-Good? -Yeah.
(beeps)
(all groaning)
(groaning)
Ray... Ray, Ray.
Ray...
(sighs)
You want a smoke?
Nah.
What a fuckin' day, eh?
Worst fuckin' day of my life, mate.
What was in the box?
Frag, wired to the lid.
You're a wily little cunt, aren't you?
-Yep. -They warned me about you.
That's why they teamed me up with... with Bobby.
(chuckles)
(phone buzzing)
Just gonna...
I gotta get this.
Yeah, hello?
Okay, yep.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, calm down, yep.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, okay.
Okay. Bye.
Ray?
That was my mother-in-law. My wife's gone into labor.
We're gonna have a kid, so...
I really need to fuck off.
Hold on.
(groans)
I don't think Davros will be needing the Mercedes, mate,
so...
That's yours.
I owe you, Raymond.
Forget it.
No, I'm not gonna forget it.
(rock music ringtone)
Hey.
ALLY: Hey. What are you doing?
Nothing. What are you doing?
Having a bath.
What are you wearing?
Are you still coming 'round?
Yeah, yeah. I just got some work shit to do, though, so...
I'm gonna be a couple hours.
Okay.
All right, well, see you in a bit, eh?
Yeah.
Bye.
(sighs)
* When I was a little boy, my daddy used to say to me *
* Son *
* We got a lot of big plans *
* And a lot of hard work to be done *
* Go get your marbles, put 'em in the house *
* Tear down your castles in the sand *
* Come with your pappy to the cotton patch *
* Get a little dirt on your hands *
* Get a little dirt on your hands, boy *
* Get a little dirt on your hands *
* If you wanna grow up to be a big, big man *
* You've got to get a little dirt on your hands *
-* You got to * -* Get a little dirt on your hands. *
(drumming)
(shouts)
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(engine idling)
(engine revving)
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WOMAN: * Come if you're curious to see *
* Pull the tricks out of my sleeve *
* All you find is yours to keep *
(child laughing)
* Brave, are you brave enough to meet *
* The desires that you seek? *
* Hold my hand I'll set you free *
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(breathing raggedly)
(gasps)
-Oh, hey, baby. -It's a party!
* Ninety-nine bottles of beer on the wall *
-* Ninety-nine bottles of beer * -Hey, where you goin'?
-Where you goin'? -* Take one down and pass it around *
WOMAN: Come back.