Drift Page #5

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me for a taste, huh?

Stick to the weed, man.

Hey, mate,

I get paid next week.

There's got to be something

we can do.

And you know, Andy, he doesn't

have to know anything about it.

Oi, come on.

Oh!

We don't open

till 10:
00, tom.

You're not scaring any customers

away until then, mate.

How long you reckon

they can keep this up for?

Longer than us.

Great.

- Gus turned up yet?

- No.

Maybe he's got a bet

going with the cops--

...see who can put us

out of business first.

Terrific.

Hey.

Hey.

You gotta be kidding me.

How the hell am I supposed

to compete with that?

You know, sunny's won the

smirnoff two years running.

I can't get a pro

to pick up the phone,

let alone wear our gear.

Well, if you ask me, I think

it looks kind of stupid.

- Yeah, right.

- I'm serious.

They're trying to get a surfer

to look like a model.

I don't know why they don't just

shoot him doing what he's good at.

Thanks for coming.

Yeah, well,

you should thank lani.

Sure you're up for this?

You know, we can wait

for it to drop off if you want.

And why would we want

to do that?

It's perfect.

Check out the big balls

on Andy, huh?

About time you grew some.

All aboard!

You know they call it

the morgue for a reason, right?

Well, if you're not up for it,

Jim, just say so.

I won't tell anyone you turned

down the chance to surf a Mountain.

Aw, f*** it.

Yeah!

Come on.

- What happened?

- It's impossible.

Way too much water

moving under me.

You know,

the north shore boys reckon...

...the hardest part

isn't riding them,...

...it's catching them.

Go go go go!

Go go go go go!

- Haaa! Whoo!

- Whoo-hoo!

Whooo!

Yeah, boy!

Yeah!

Whoo!

Whooo!

Hey!

- Did you see the size of that last one?

- Yeah.

- Hoo!

- He wasn't riding giants in the ocean king ad.

- I'll tell you that much, mate.

- That was another level, man.

- One last one while we're here.

- Nah, it's getting hairy.

- We got your shot.

- Come on, man up, will ya?

You got your publicity.

Let's go, huh?

Righto, keep your shirt on.

Close enough, man.

Come on!

You're gonna flood it!

- Let's go, let's go!

- Come on!

We got too much weight.

Jump!

Don't you lose that!

Ahh!

- No worries, boys.

- Careful next time.

- Thanks, fellas.

- See ya.

- Sorry for the hassle!

- Yeah.

Oi! J.B.!

Oi!

- You coming in or what?

- No.

- Can't do much

till Gus shows up.

No point shaping any more

boards without a glasser.

It's just a mock-up.

The ad agency's

still tweaking it.

So a real pro event?

Uh-huh.

The top surfers

from all around the world here...

...in this tiny town,

with huge waves.

It's a big chance for ocean king

to step onto the big stage.

We've already booked sunny townsend

as the face of everything.

Sounds like

a great opportunity.

Which I want to extend to you.

See, I know how hard it is

setting up your own business.

I also know there'll be

a whole lot of hoopla...

...going on around here

during the contest.

So I want to

make you an offer--

I want to give you guys

first crack...

...at stocking

ocean king gear here,...

...in your shop, on credit.

Wow.

Gee, thanks, Gordon.

Um, probably not right

for us just now.

K- Mart want in.

I'm stalling them, but I

can't hold them off forever.

Yeah, well, you've got to do

what you've got to do.

You-- you are kidding me,

aren't you?

Ocean king and drift--

could be the perfect fit.

Just not right now, Gordon.

Lots of work to do, mate.

Well, if you change your mind,

you know where to find me.

Just don't leave it too long.

G'day.

Can I help you?

How you goin', mate?

Looking for a Gus doran.

Does he work here?

That's debatable.

I got a delivery for him.

30 blanks.

- Wanna sign this for me?

- Do I have a choice?

30 blanks?

Thank you, Gus.

Sorry, man.

He's killing me.

Finally emerges.

Thought I'd lost you

there for a while.

Hmm?

Still no sign of Gus.

It's almost two weeks now.

I'm starting to get worried.

You know, when I was his age,

I used to disappear for months.

He'll be fine.

Yeah, nice seeing

you too, j.B.

Drift surf gear.

Andy, I found Gus.

He's, uh--

he's real messed up.

All skin and bone.

- You still there?

- Yeah.

He's not good, mate.

I don't know what to do.

I'll bring him straight over,

all right?

Take him to the hospital, Jim.

Don't bring him here.

Andy!

He'll get worse

before he gets better.

Staring at him won't help.

Feeling any better?

Yeah.

I'm good as gold, mate.

Do you want anything?

Yeah yeah.

Could you take me

back with you?

- Gus--

- Please?

I don't think I can handle

it out here on my own.

Ah!

Yeah, we've been

through all that.

Just stay here, yeah?

Enjoy the zen.

- Oh, come off it, man.

- What, man?

Oh, I could just have

a home-cooked meal,...

...you know, a proper

lie-down, I'll come good.

Hey, of course you will, man.

Do it down here,

away from all the other sh*t.

Yeah, well, I'm fine, mate.

Yeah, you're the perfect picture

of health, man.

Hey, listen.

Hey hey hey hey.

Tough it out here

for the weekend.

Yeah?

I'll come back,

we'll go for a wave.

All right?

Cool?

Hmm.

Yeah, cool, James.

Saw the light on, thought somebody

might be knocking off the joint.

Yeah, good luck to him.

There's nothing to steal.

Hmm.

Might have missed your calling.

Well, necessity's the mother of

invention, and all that sh*t.

Is he all right?

He's down the coast.

He'll be fine.

Right.

You know, it wouldn't kill you

to ask for help, yeah?

Morning, Mrs. Kelly.

Good morning, tom.

How are you?

- Mmm, bit nippy.

- God, it's bloody cold, isn't it?

What the hell?

Do you want to come in

and warm up for a bit?

No, that's really not allowed.

Well, just come inside

for a cuppa...

...and then

you can get back to it.

Technically

I'm on a stakeout here.

Oh, for God's sake, tom,

it's a cup of tea.

It's hardly hash cookies.

You still want to know why the

cops trashed our place, did you?

- Calm down, mate.

- Calm down?!

There's several kilos

of heroin here.

There's a cop

parked out the front.

Wonder where he got

the idea from, huh?

Surfers have been moving their

stuff in boards for years.

I didn't invent it.

We should have been clearer

with the f***in' rules!

It's not my responsibility,

you f***er!

Whoa, hang on,

hang on, hang on.

Someone's definitely

gonna miss this.

Listen, we've got

to help him right now,...

...not throw him under a bus.

He's one of us.

He's a junkie, Jimmy! He's using

our factory to import heroin!

Have you got that

in your head yet?

F***, man, he's family!

Grow up, Jim!

He's put our family at risk.

He's put you and me, mom,

everyone at risk,...

...everything we've ever

worked for at risk!

Yeah, you're doing a pretty f***in'

good job of that all by yourself.

- Ah!

- Hey!

You're a real chip

off the old block, aren't you?

Andy, you there?

Jim, you all right?

- Jim?

- Yeah, he's fine.

Just the planer caught an edge,

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