Around the Block Page #5

Where you at?

I'm right here

Where you from?

Where you going?

What's that?

Where you at?

I'm right here

Where you from?

Where you going?

What's that?

Where you at?

I'm right here

Where you from?

Where you going?

What's that?

Where you at?

I'm right here

Where you from?

Where you going?

What's that?

You really gonna try and

pull off this Shakespeare

thing for NAIDOC week?

Why are your expectations

so low?

Do you know anything

about these kids?

I know that it wasn't

that long ago that

I was in their shoes.

You think you've

been in their shoes?

You know what?

I don't have to

apologize for who I am,

especially not to you.

If I want to help

these kids

By offering them another

alternative, I will...

What makes you think

you're helping them?

What am I supposed to do?

Give up, like you and everyone

else in this place?

I can't tell you how many

Gubbas have come here

With a grand vision

for how they're going to help.

And now Shakespeare?

Some of these kids

are on the edge already.

The fact that they turn up

at school at all

is a f***in' miracle.

I'm not the enemy.

Really?

(Engine starts)

So you watching

the game on Sunday?

I suppose.

Dad used to play

for the Bunnies.

You don't talk

about him much.

Oh, you don't talk

about your family, neither.

There's not much to

talk about, really.

Just a boring family.

Mum, Dad

and two-and-a-half kids.

Mum's pregnant.

You wouldn't even know

we're blackfellas if Dad wasn't

On every Aboriginal committee

ever invented.

I wouldn't know

you're a blackfella?

You know what I mean.

(Car approaches)

I'll see you tomorrow.

In a dream

I was untrue

Shouted in sweats

And I knew it was you

All the while

As I traced your spine

Tearing my hair

As my peace of mind

CHALMERS:
Double vodka,

straight up.

You don't mess around.

Gross day.

Can't be the same

Where you from?

California.

Your virtue's my vice

In the night we are one

'Til the moment is gone

'Til my race has been run

And if you breathe in

And I breathe in

And slowly let go

If you need it

Then I need it

Only we'll know

And those sorry words

Me not know my mind

And they're so afraid

for use

And if you breathe in

I'll breathe in

Dino?

I don't want to know

how you did it, mate,

but it worked.

"The Minister for Education

would be delighted to attend"

The Redfern High School's

production

"Of Hamlet

for NAIDOC week."

That's great.

My girl, there's still

some fight in us yet.

(Engine sputtering)

Pop the bonnet.

It's fine.

Come on, no, it's not.

Fan belt's cactus.

Awesome.

I can fix it till you get

to the garage, if you want.

Take off your pantyhose.

Excuse me?

Trust me.

So.

Are you going to tell me why

you've got it in for me so bad?

Well, you can't blame me

for thinking you're

just another idealist.

We get a lot of them

through here.

And you're the only

true savior?

Well, I'm no tourist.

I was born

and bred in Redfern.

Well, thank you

for having me on your land.

It's not my land.

It's Gadigal land.

Yes!

Tell me, what's a Gubba?

A Gubba?

It's a whitefella.

You and me,

we're Gubbas.

The way you said

it the other day,

You made it sound

like a dirty word.

I suppose it depends

who you're talking to.

So what's your story?

How'd you end up

in Redfern?

The first time I came here

for college.

The second time,

I came here for a guy.

How'd that work out?

It's complicated.

I guess I'm not

the relationship type.

So what, you're just

going to give up

Like everyone else

around here?

You gotta practice

what you preach, teacher.

What do you know

about Liam Wood?

The Prince of Redfern?

It's heavy.

His old man's locked up

for twenty years,

so they reckon.

Silly bugger tried

to rob the casino.

I suppose he got off

easy compared

To Liam's Uncle

Charlie, though.

He was an actor, right?

Yeah, he was.

Yeah, he should never

have been there.

You think it was

really suicide?

Two white cops

and a dead blackfella.

Who would you believe?

Hey, give that a shot.

Happy birthday, old man.

Happy birthday, Dad.

How's your mum?

She's all right.

She's got a job.

She got a job?

Mm.

That's good.

I'm gonna get Griffen.

There's sh*t going down

on the Block tomorrow.

Especially if that

copper gets off.

Jase reckons...

Jase?

What the f***, Steven?

Who else knows about this?

Jason's all right.

I'm going to the toilet.

Hey. Who else knows?

Just Jason and Liam.

I think you should wait.

I can do this, Dad.

Trust me.

STEVE:
Make sure you're

around Wednesday night.

I've got rehearsals.

It's the last one.

Rehearsals?

For what?

Just a play.

I need you to drive.

What?

You heard me.

We're going to Barry's.

It's all sorted.

All you have to do

is wait in the car.

When you see Jase

and me run out, we take off.

Couldn't be

more f***in' simple.

Since when have you been

into plays, anyway?

Not long.

Well, try acting

a little more interested

When we visit

the old man, eh?

Oh, lighten up, would ya?

F*** me dead.

I'm closing up.

Hey.

Hi.

I was wondering

if we could talk.

Um, I...

Yeah, yeah.

Just um,

just give me a second.

KATE:
Are you still making

those crazy videos?

CHALMERS:
Kinda.

I'm teaching drama

at Redfern High.

I think the students

have taught me

More than

I've taught them.

We have a performance

tomorrow night.

You should come.

What are you doing?

What?

Simon and I broke up.

What do you want me to do?

Launch into your arms?

What, congratulate you?

I just want you to know

That I never stopped

thinking about you.

Doesn't matter.

It was such

a long time ago.

You don't seriously think...

Oh, Dino, we can't go back.

I don't know what I thought.

I just...

I'm just sick of pretending

to be something I'm not.

What we had was real.

I know that now.

What we had

was five years ago.

Just tell me

you don't feel it anymore

And I'll walk away.

I chose to stop feeling it.

(Gun cocking)

(Knocking on door)

STEVE:
Are you ready?

You know what you gotta do?

JASON:
Yeah, sweet as, bra.

Liam?

When you hear the shot,

start the engine.

(Gun cocking)

Stop looking

so paranoid, will ya?

In this day

and age it seems

You're either old

or original

Chase the dream

an eager bold individual

Can change the scene

even roll with the pinnacle

Raise the stakes

allocate the cream

STEVE:
Stop here.

All right, same as when

we checked it out before.

Side path to the back.

JASON:
No worries.

Ye who creates the means

leaves me to pay the fee

And I ain't sold

on make believe

And I was told don't fake

the steez I uphold

My brain is free

I ain't cold or cynical

My soul is spiritual

ain't false or critical

This pulse be living proof

Being a busy bee trying

to keep my cool

Check my stash

of party hats

Carton of heart attack

snags for the artery fat

Sorry but I'm sharper

than that

Pardon my rant

This isn't a BBQ rant

Start a revolution

in the backyard

With Julian Assange

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