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No!

Come here!

Sparra!

Sparra!

Come!

Come here!

If I see you again, I'll

call the cops myself.

You wouldn't f***ing do that.

I mean it!

I meant it, Pommie.

I don't want this.

What?

What?

Huh?

Sparra!

Hi, I need to see her.

Come back in the morning.

I can't wait.

She'll find you when

she's ready, Merv.

Please?

Please?

It's fine.

Really.

I told her we had a fight.

Did We?

You said there wasn't

going to be anymore trouble.

No.

There's always

going to be trouble.

Look at me.

I don't care.

I don't care that

you went to prison.

I only care that you lied to me.

I was scared.

I was... I was scared you were

going to look at me like you're

looking at me right now.

Looking for someone?

Am I ugly?

No, love.

You're beautiful.

You've been in the

wars, haven't you?

But all that's over now.

I'm tired.

I'm just tired.

There, there.

You're OK.

You're safe now.

No!

Hey, hey!

Don't do that!

Stay!

Come here!

Get off me!

Just... get off!

Come here!

My dad had a temper.

I spend most my growing

up years just trying

to stay out of his way.

And then one time,

he hit me so hard he

broke my jaw in three places.

It was just after

my ninth birthday.

Mom packed me and my sister

in the car and left him.

You have a sister?

Yeah.

In Perth.

Let's go there.

Just for a couple of months.

Just until I figure

out what to do.

I thought you'd sorted

things with Wayne.

It's not Wayne, it's Pommie.

He says I owe him

from prison days.

How much do you owe him?

Because maybe mom

and dad could...

It's not money.

He wants me to go

back to the way I was.

You're not going to do that.

No.

But you don't know

what he's capable of.

Maybe we should call the police?

No police.

I say we run.

Just for now.

It's going to be OK.

Where are you going?

Work.

We're going to need money.

Don't open the door to anyone.

You two are such animals.

Honey, what's up?

Do you mind if I

borrow your car?

Paula McGrath.

Yes?

Police.

Mind if we look around?

Hey. Neil?

Paula and I are going to

go away for a few days.

Can you cover for me?

What?

Boss wants a word.

Knock, knock.

Sorry for running off on you

the other night at.

Pretty women make me panic.

See?

Well, what do you want?

Well, some water for

these would be a start.

So where's your

boyfriend, Paula?

I don't know.

Why are you looking for him?

Merv Farrell and Jim Stewart

are wanted in connection

with an assault at Blades

Nightclub last night.

You still don't

know where he is'?

Merv was with me last night.

He was with you?

Seems our eye witness was lying.

He was with me.

Now as you don't seem to want

to find out who did this,

I think you should leave.

I know your type, Paula.

You like the bad boys, eh?

You don't know

anything about me.

Let me tell you a fact.

James Stewart is a

coldblooded killer.

Now if you see Stewart, or

your boyfriend, you ring me.

They call you

Sparra, don't they?

Yeah.

Why?

Look.

That's a message for me.

It's got nothing to do

with you, all right?

I'll clean it up...

Clean out your locker!

I don't want to see you again.

I didn't do it, OK?

Why would I write my

own name on the wall?

You know, you front

up, no resume, nothing.

But I give you a shot

and how do you repay me?

You sh*t on my wall?

I didn't do it!

Now get out of here

before I call the cops!

Just listen!

Listen!

Listen to me for a sec.

Find Paula.

I was with Paula all

night last night.

Call her.

Police, please.

Merv, Merv!

I don't know what you

got yourself into, mate.

Run.

Just run.

Merv Farrell?

Hey!

Hey!

We just need a word!

Grab him!

Just like.

Where's Yvonne?

Pommie wants us all

to go out tonight.

Said he has to promise

not to abandon me again.

No.

Don't worry, Yvonne.

I can't anyway.

I wouldn't mind a cup of tea.

Well, you know

where the kitchen is.

OK.

OK.

You need to get out of here.

It's a little late for

that, don't you think?

I know everything about you.

Not everything, I bet.

Everything-

And you're still with him?

Did he tell you that

I made him do it?

Hm?

Because he came onto me.

I hadn't even f***ed a bloke

until he crawled up on my bunk.

You're disgusting.

So you don't know

everything, do you?

I don't believe you.

Yeah, you do.

You knew there was something

different about him,

didn't you?

That something is me.

Hey, we've got to go!

What's wrong?

Don't touch me.

Hey...

Don't.

What's wrong.

Did you f*** him?

Did you f*** him?

You understand what it's like.

Listen, listen, listen.

Young guys get bought

and sold in there.

You don't... you don't... it's

not what you're thinking.

It's... listen, listen,

listen, listen!

Stop!

It's not what you-

Don't f***ing

touch me ever again!

Listen!

Don't!

Just listen to me first!

Listen to me for a second!

No!

Paula!

Paula!

Let me explain!

Paula!

I was going to tell you!

Please!

Please!

Paula!

Come here!

What are you going do, mate?

You going to lie for

the rest of your life?

Eh?

I'm setting you free, Sparra.

There you go.

Just like you did to me.

Who takes another

man's prison mug'?

Eh?

You cheap bastard.

You know what we should do?

What should we do, young Sparra?

I saw you take the key from

the club, the key to the safe.

No one would be stupid enough to

rob the same place three nights

in a row.

You just tried to kill me.

Yeah.

Yeah.

What do you reckon?

Feeling stupid?

Come here.

Hey!

Waiter!

Oi!

D*ckhead!

Bring us another.

All right.

down.

I thought you wanted

him to remember us.

Smart.

Here you are, sir.

It's about time.

Thank you.

Maybe you'd be more

comfortable at a smaller

table near the back?

What's that supposed

to some mean?

All right.

No, no.

What's that supposed to mean?

Sparra, it's a good idea.

Let's go in the back.

Excuse me, you

have to leave now.

Sorry about that.

He's had a bit much to drink.

I'll get him home.

Don't overdo it, mate.

All right.

I'm just going to go

and clean myself up.

Here, I'll fix you

up for all that.

You know what?

Just take all that, mate.

Paula?

Paula?

Look, I need you to know,

I'm going to get rid of him

tonight.

What are you going to do?

I don't know.

I'm making it up as I go along.

We're going back to the club.

Merv, please don't

do anything stupid.

Merv?

Yeah, hello.

I need the police.

Sparra?

I thought you'd fallen in, mate.

Sorry about that.

Where are you going now?

I need to see him.

You can't just

forgive him, Paula.

I haven't.

You looking for that, mate'?

Yeah.

I thought we might need it.

I'll hold Onto it.

Too f***ing easy, boys.

Reckon they'll show?

I'm not taking any chances.

This ends tonight.

F***.

Very f***ing funny, mate.

Open the door.

Open the door, Sparra.

I don't want to do this, Pom,

but you gave me no choice.

What are you talking about?

Open the door.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

You f***ing dick.

Sparra!

Sparra!

Open the f***ing door!

He's got a f***ing gun!

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