Goldstone Page #4

'cause one day you might wake up

and find yourself lonely

and old and poor,

with nothin' to keep

you company but the flies

'cause you left

the door half open.

Now, here we are

being civilized

to one another,

but you and I both know

things are gonna

change sooner or later.

Don't get me wrong.

I like you, Jay.

Just don't take it personal

when things turn

from ripe to rotten.

'Cause that's how life is, Jay.

Drive carefully.

They bitin'?

Not like they used to.

Nah, it's a shame.

Aren't you gonna count it?

No, I trust you.

[laughs]

You shouldn't, ya know.

You know that black cop's

been talkin' to Maria?

Yeah, I know.

What he say?

Nothin' much.

It was more

the way he said it.

He's trying to get

something out of you.

Well, you won't have

to worry about him anymore.

What you gonna

do about Maria?

What do you

want me to do?

Keep her mouth shut.

You're doin'

the right thing.

The past is the past.

It's time for your people

to move on.

Tommy?

Are we right?

[gunshot]

What do you want?

The passport.

I just wanna know

where you found it.

I don't want any trouble.

If you just show me

where you found the passport,

I'll leave you alone,

I promise.

Up there.

I was scratching around

and come across it by accident.

You find anything else up there?

Just rubbish. Fool's gold.

Seen some f***in' bikies

'round here, shootin'.

Shootin' what?

[stammers] At wild dogs.

Anything that f***in'

moves or doesn't move.

They even f***in' shot up

me f***in' mail box. Twice.

Where'd they come from?

Where do you

think they come from?

F***in' Furnace f***in' Creek.

[insects chirping]

[vehicle approaching]

[car door opens, closes]

[no audible dialogue]

[tires screeching]

[tires screeching]

Mrs. Lao?

Yes?

That's a lot of noodles

you've got there.

Can I help you?

Yeah, I was hoping I could

ask you a few questions.

Sorry, I'm very busy.

Yeah, no worries.

Won't take long.

Did you ever have a girl out

there by the name of Zhang Mei?

I can't remember.

You sure?

What do you want?

The truth.

What's really

going on out there?

What's always

been going on.

Tommy.

Tommy.

You all right?

[sighs] What do you

wanna do, Tommy?

I wanna clean the dust away.

Make it shine again.

I wanna make a statement.

How long's this

been goin' on?

You gotta sign the papers,

film people...

Tommy, how much?

The man, he wants some money

if you don't sign the paper...

Tommy, what happened

with old Jimmy?

I grab him

and I put the rope around him,

took him,

and I lift him up.

All right.

[indistinct dialogue]

[phone rings]

Hey, Josh.

I want to see the girls.

They're not here.

What do you mean

they're not here?

Bring the f***in' girls out.

What are you

doin' here, Josh?

Where are they?

What's wrong with you?

You know the rules.

When's the next plane?

Mayor's not going

to be happy about this.

[man shouting]

[man shouting]

[soft music plays on stereo]

[shredder whirring]

You okay there, Maureen?

[gasps] Josh,

you gave me a fright.

You working on a Sunday?

Yeah, just... [sniffs]

tying up a few loose ends.

What can I do for you, Josh?

Well, Maureen,

I'll just get right to it.

I know you're involved

in old Jimmy's death.

You realize

what you're sayin', Josh?

Cut the bullshit, Maureen.

Your hands are all over it

and I can prove it.

Just like I can prove

you've been on the take

with Furnace Creek.

Josh, I'm just an old woman

who likes to bake pies.

I've got 12 sponsor kids,

for Christ's sake.

Whoever's got the girls,

I wanna meet 'em.

And I wanna meet 'em now.

Which girls?

Don't f*** with me, Maureen.

Josh, I don't know

what's gotten into you.

You're not yourself.

I need you to set it up.

How much do you

think your life's worth?

There's billions

of dollars out there.

How do you think that

compares with an old blackfella

or a lone Asian girl?

A prostitute,

for Christ's sake.

But I guess that's

just your style, isn't it?

A copper who prefers to spend

his time with working girls.

Not a good look for a young cop

who wants to step up

in the world, is it?

And those hands of yours,

they may not be

as dipped as some,

but they're not squeaky

clean either, are they, Josh?

You set it up,

or I'll get the f***in'

Feds up here tomorrow.

I'll need some bait.

Tell 'em I want in.

Do you really

want in, Josh?

Your own big slice

of the pie?

Make the call.

Or I will.

[man] Josh.

What's goin' on?

You tell me

what's goin' on.

One sec.

[no audible dialogue]

[Jay panting]

Can you do something

for us, mate?

Yeah, what's that, mate?

Just grab that

shovel over there.

Make yourself useful.

Don't.

Let's go.

[Jay panting]

[panting]

[man] You wanna get close,

this is how you do it.

Make it nice

and f***in' big.

Nothin' personal, Joshy.

Just business.

[man whistles]

Hands on your head.

[grunting]

Ah!

[grunting]

Ahh!

[gunshots]

[engine starts]

[orchestral music]

Are you sure you wanna do this?

[c*cks gun]

[man shouts]

[grunting]

[automatic gunfire]

[man grunts]

Ahh!

[groans]

Where are they?

Who?

The girls.

The laundry.

[airplane approaching]

[engine starts]

[gunshot]

Get on the ground!

Get on the ground now!

On the ground!

On the f***in' ground!

[plane approaching]

[grunting]

[wheezing]

Mayor's left town

without a trace.

No sign of her yet.

But you're free to go.

The Feds have

taken over everything.

It's all gone down

to the city with the girls.

I'm just waiting

to see what happens.

End up seeing any of them

wild dogs gettin' around?

I seen somethin' out there,

but I'm not sure what it was.

But I do know it

was no bad thing.

You know, growin' up

out here in the bush,

I wouldn't

change it for anything.

And I mean anything.

But sometimes I can't help

but get this feelin' that...

I coulda been...

or I shoulda been...

somethin' more than...

what I turned out.

I tell myself not to listen.

It's just this...

small piece inside...

that's cryin' out to be me.

I'm gonna put in for a transfer.

Somewhere by the ocean.

Need to clean a bit

of this dust out of me, Jay.

What about you?

You headin' home?

I guess.

[orchestral music]

[orchestral music]

[Jimmy singing

in foreign language]

[orchestral music]

[orchestral music]

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