Coffin Rock Page #4

- Hello, Evan.

. Ton)'...

- You didn't hurt him too bad,

did you?

- Just go, mate.

- You coming?

- Uh, no, I, uh...

- So what are you doing here?

- He's helping out in the shop.

- We've got plenty of room, eh?

- I can't-I gotta...

- Hey, Evan, on the crate.

Don't be a girlie boy.

Come on!

- Megs, are you there?

Can you pick up?

Please?

I'm going to tell him.

I'm going to tell Rob, so...

I'll be around at your place

a bit later.

- Jess to Mother Goose.

Jess to Mother Goose.

Are you there, Rob?

Rob, are you there?

Jess to Mother Goose.

Jess to Mother Goose.

Rob, pick up.

Honey, can you switch to 31?

Rob, can you pick up?

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Get outta there.

Hey.

That's a good one.

You have to put the line

in the water if you want

to catch a fish, Evan.

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I had a friend

who was gay once.

He used to...you know?

- Eh'?

- You know.

. Ton)'...

- What?

- About the fist.

- Are you joking?

- Knock it off, you guys.

- I suppose it's an act of love,

like any other, eh?

Evan, I want to know something.

When you are elbow-deep,

do you look into his eyes

and then you say,

"I really love you"?

Aah!

- Are you f***ing joking now?

You f***!

- What the f***'s

the matter with you'?

Evan, put it down.

- Huh?

- Put it down!

- Huh?

- Quit that, you f***in' idiot!

Give me your hand.

- Fine.

Yeah, fine.

I'm f***ing gay-

I'm gay.

- Robbie.

Pull!

- Come on.

- I'm f***ing-

I'm gay.

Yes.

Sorry, sorry.

F***ing I'm gay.

Right then.

That's me.

That's-that's me.

That's me in a nutshell.

That's me.

I'm f***in' gay, am I?

- You're stupid!

You're boring!

- I'll show you f***ing gay.

- Look at him.

That's no tough.

That's no-

- I'm f***in' gay, am I?

You f***!

F*** ya!

Ehh, ehh.

Mmm.

Mmm-mmm.

Mmm.

Is that gay enough for ya?

- It's not gonna work out,

Evan.

You at the shop.

- Why?

Hmm?

- Just f*** off, Evan.

- I f***ed your wife!

I...

I f***ed her good

I'd do it again,

and you know I could.

Mmm.

- Evan!

Evan!

- Aah! Aah!

- You're all right.

You're all right!

- You're all right.

I've got ya, mate.

You're all right.

- It was Evan.

- I know, mate.

I know.

- With Jess.

It was Evan.

Oh!

- Are you kidding me?

You're f***ing kidding me!

I want to hear you say it.

Go on, say it!

Say it, say it!

Say it!

Go on, say it!

You say it,

or I'll f***ing kill you.

Just say it.

- I'm just so sorry.

- You're sorry?

That's our baby.

No! No!

No! No! No!

I'll go with you!

- Get off him!

- I'll do anything.

I'll go with you.

I promise.

I promise.

I'll go with you.

- He'll come after us.

- If he dies,

the police will come after us.

- Get in the car.

Get in the f***ing car!

Shut up!

Shut up!

- Oh, no, no.

- Shut up!

Shut up, Jess!

- Oh, my God,

what have you done?

- Shut up!

Shut up!

- Hey, Rob.

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The car's not here, mate.

She's not here.

- Jess.

Jess!

Bastard.

Aw, sh...

Get-get her out, mate.

Let's get her outside.

Come on.

You got her?

- Yeah, I got her.

- Lay her on the ground.

Put her down.

- Hey.

That's it.

HEY-

HEY...

It's all right, girl.

- Hang in there.

- Oi, Rob!

Rob!

Yeah, we-we-

yeah, we need an ambulance.

- It's all right.

It's all right, darling.

It's all right.

Hey, hey, hey.

It's all right.

It's all right.

It's all right.

It's all right.

Georgie's here.

Georgie's here.

Hey.

- Come on.

It's all right.

- What's the matter?

- I'm pregnant!

- Okay.

- Ugh.

- Jess, you...

Jess!

- Jess!

- Jess!

Jess!

- Oh, sh*t.

Sh*t, sh*t.

Oh, f***!

- Jess.

- In the glove box.

Glove box.

- Oh!

Oh.

Are you feeling better?

- I'll drive, then.

I just-I don't know how to...

how to pretend

it never happened, you know.

I mean, you make commitments;

You make promises.

I mean, I did.

I f***ing-

I certainly did.

I did everything right.

Everything!

You, what am I supposed to do

with you, eh?

Look at you.

His hands, his...

What's that?

Hmm?

What's that?

- It's nothing.

- What is it?

- It's nothing.

- Nothin'.

That's not f***in' nothin'.

That's another problem, Jess.

Shite.

Jess, you keep throwing

these problems at me.

It's not my fault.

Is it?

Hmm?

Hello?

Am I doing all the talking here,

Jess?

Hello?

Hmm?

Answer me this, Jess.

Imagine you're me, okay?

What do you do with you, Jess?

Hmm?

What's the answer?

Hmm?

You're absolutely right, Jess.

You're absolutely right.

There is no answer,

because it's an impossible

f***ing situation!

But we go to do something,

don't we, eh?

We got to do something,

so we better do it.

Better just do it

Do it! Do it!

Do it! Do it!

F***ing-

Aah!

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I'm so sorry, babe.

I don't know what happened.

You-you...

You got to forgive me.

I'm so...

I'm so tired.

I'm so tired.

- It's okay.

It's okay.

It's okay.

Go to sleep.

Oi!

- F***.

"Aah!

- Oh.

Oh.

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- Come on.

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"Aah!

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