All About E Page #4

Ach, come on. There's no need

to involve the abbas lads.

You and me,

we've got a deal, right?

Ok. When?

Ok. I will, I'll have it.

No problem.

Aye.

This is not f***in' happening!

So where's your mum?

Oh, you don't know.

After dad died,

she just kind of gave up.

She's gone to live

with her sister in Sydney.

You can't stay?

Nah.

It's mortgaged to the hilt.

Let me give you the money.

I don't think so, E.

Why why won't you let me

help you?

Help, you?

You can't even help yourself.

Well?

The neighbour said they'd

gone to their cousin's

or something, but E and Matt

didn't go with them.

- Outside.

- Mr a! What's happening?

I heard something's missing.

Who told you that?

Did Mikey call you?

- So nothing is missing, then?

- No.

Mr A, I tell you,

there's no problem.

Good.

can't believe you kept it.

What are you doing in here?

Trish, I couldn't sleep.

You?

What am I doing?

You really hurt me, E,

and I promised myself I would

never let you do that again.

- Me too.

- Yet here you are,

back in my life,

causing trouble, as always.

- Please, Trish.

- Just don't.

I can't.

Hello, you.

Hello, you.

You know, I did try, Trish.

I really did...

Try?

You don't know the meaning

of the word.

Try running a property

after ten years of drought.

Try beating cancer.

That's not fair.

Are you serious?

Oh, right on cue.

I was wondering

where you girls were.

- I have made...

- I won't be having breakfast.

Be out all day. Come on, tiny.

Be careful - you'll flood it.

Be my guest.

After all I've done

for that wee b*tch.

What am ah to do, eh, hen?

What?

Why's she done this to me, eh?

Got ya.

F***in' gotcha!

I don't know how I'm going to

live without that sound.

E was right, you are an angel.

And yet, despite my best

efforts, here I am, single.

Their loss. E's really

lucky to have you as a friend.

It's a buffet.

Something I meant to give you

a long time ago.

I gotta go.

Morning, Prue.

I've just been

talking about you.

- All good, I hope.

- Not really, but you'll live.

Seriously - a couple of blokes

from Sydney

been asking about you.

That's me - miss popularity.

What did they want?

How to get to your place. They

seemed very keen to see it.

What were they like?

One was Scottish, or Irish.

Bloody rude, if you ask me.

- Yeah?

- I didn't like them.

I sent them via stony gums.

- That's for 4-wheel drives.

- Yeah, I know.

Thanks, Prue.

- Hey, that was quick!

- Where's E?

She's still on the fence line.

Hey, what's the hurry?

You need to get up

to the warrens' old property.

No-one will find you up there.

That food'll keep you

for a bit.

As long as I don't

have to fire that thing.

Hopefully,

it won't come to that.

Now, clothes.

You want me to walk

20 more kilometres?

We're not going without you.

- I have to talk to Bev first.

- Who's Bev?

That's none of your business.

Now get going,

and take tiny with you.

Come on, tiny.

F***ing push!

You get this f***ing car going,

and come and pick me up.

Understood?

Oh, god. You've

slept with her, haven't you?

What makes you say that?

Trish, I haven't slept with

anyone in five years.

It gives you a kind of

NASA like radar.

I can literally smell

the pheromones coming off you.

I hope you know

what you're doing, hon.

That's just it - I don't.

She comes here after all this

time, and I can't help it.

It's like, I'm screaming,

'no, don't go near her, '

but my body just won't obey me.

- Oh-oh. That sounds bad.

- It is.

Like, bad-bad or bad-good?

Look, I just need you

to help me get rid of her

before she gets herself killed.

- Can you do that for me?

- Sure.

You know I love an adventure.

How many flies did you eat, E?

Tell you what -

that's why I'm fat,

all these flies

you've got in this country.

Feck! Flies!

Don't worry,

I can handle Johnny.

Johnny won't hurt us.

Johnny loves me!

Come on, Matt.

Always think you can get out

of things, don't you, E?

- How was I to know?

- I dunno. Be radical.

Try thinking of other people

instead of yourself, for once!

Your woman Trish had the

right idea - keep well away.

- Matt, I'm sorry.

- Not as sorry as I am.

If we get out of this alive,

we're getting a divorce.

I'm taking my share,

and I'm back to Ireland.

You can keep your flies too.

Come on, tiny.

Huh, the Hilton!

- It's not bad.

- And I'm filthy!

I'll get tea on.

Baked beans, coming up,

no doubt.

You're more than welcome

to cook yourself.

No, look - sorry. Truce.

I'm sorry about that stuff

I said before.

I'm just... I'm tired

and I'm scared, and...

Me too.

What do you mean, no way?

Seems to me like

you're in with a chance,

if you don't blow it.

She should be here by now.

And that is how

I met the parents.

I can't believe you're still

going through with

this charade.

Well, you would too,

if you knew my parents.

Well, I was never allowed to,

was I?

We should all get some rest.

Bev will be here

at first light.

She'll take you as far as

Katherine.

That is so fabulous of her.

Ow!

beautiful.

Scary, but beautiful.

You still play like an angel.

I wish.

Trish.

Don't.

I promised myself that

I would never let you do that

again.

Come with me.

I can't.

I need you to go back

to your own bed now.

I can't think straight

with you near me.

- Good morning!

- Johnny!

Trish, are you alright?

So this is how you and that

wee wog repay me, eh, fat man?

- Johnny, what are you doing?

- Shut up! Where is she?

This is nothing to do with

Trish. Let her go.

No?

I'd say it has everything

to do with her.

Now, you have ten seconds

before I start cutting,

and as you know,

I am rather fond of cutting.

Alright, alright. I'll get the

money. Just don't hurt her.

- Let her go, Johnny.

- F*** you, ginger!

You throw the sack over here

first, eh?

How do I know

you won't hurt her?

Well, I guess that's

the fun bit. You don't.

Drop the knife, Johnny.

Oh, how touching.

The dj saves her girlfriend!

I dinnae think so.

I bet you don't even know how

to use that thing.

Why'd you do it to me?

Why would you want to leave me?

I can't do it anymore, Johnny.

Look, hen, we go way back.

You give me my money back and

we can sort something out.

You can do your towel-head

thing if you want.

Let her go. You're hurting her.

Mah money first,

or your sheep-shagger

lady friend gets it.

10, 9,

8, 7...

Don't make me do it, Johnny.

I don't want to, but hurt her,

and I promise you,

I will blow your brains out.

Tie him up.

Go.

Come on, come on.

Quickly!

Get him in!

We're running out of

runway, folks.

Tiny!

Look out!

Go, tiny, go.

E!

That was stupid, hen.

Why'd you do it, E?

- You don't want to hurt me.

- I made you.

You're nothing without me.

I can't be that E anymore.

You have to find someone else.

Someone else...?

Ok, let's go. Let's go!

What are you doing?

I don't want the money.

I just want you.

That's all I've ever wanted.

Oh, no! No!

Many are the roads

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