Hunt for the Wilderpeople Page #7

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iron fence. Not cool, not cheap.

Ricky, this isn't a game.

That's real over there.

They're never gonna stop

chasing, ever. We're done.

I'm not going back!

Listen, it's over.

Traitor!

Give me your gun! Give me it!

Oi, you! Give me your gun.

Where's your taser?

It's been booked.

It's in Wellington.

Oh for God's sake!

It wasn't me!

You idiot, what did I tell

you about gun responsibility?

That's it. I'm giving you up.

We give up!

He's molestering me!

I knew it.

You little bastard!

He's a molesterer!

I'm not! He's lying!

I'm not a molesterer!

I bloody hate you.

I hate you too, traitor!

That's it. You're on your own.

Don't shoot!

Don't you take another step.

What do you think you're doing?

What do you think he's doing, Andy?

Andy?

You're not going anywhere.

We stick together!

What, are you gonna shoot me?

Do it.

We're family!

Like hell.

Go ahead. Shoot me.

Got you now, perv.

Oh!

You shot me! I'm- I'm sorry, I'm sorry!

It was an accident!

I've got him! I've got the package!

Well done, everybody! Now let's get

this precious child out of here!

I'm sorry, Uncle. No! I'm not your

bloody uncle. I didn't mean to!

Hector Faulkner,

you are under arrest.

Whatever you do or say will be

used against you in a court of law!

Paula!

Police in NZ don't really say that. That's

like an American thing. And you're not a cop.

It's over.

Get in.

Oh!

Yeah, I found him on my horse,

and we had some sausages...

Uh, I'm a big fan and, uh,

managed to scab me a selfie.

I said that I was the Terminator

and he was in fact Sarah Connor.

I said, "I didn't choose the skux life,

uh, the skux life chose me."

Who is going to give him that

upbringing? Is it perhaps...?

We just want what's best

for the child, Your Honour.

"Mara- Mara-u-ding

"and plunder... ing the

"uni... univer... universe...

"rising... up..."

Ca-caw!

"... aga-"

Ca-caw!

Ca-caw, Hec!

Hi.

How was jail?

Did you shank anyone?

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry that I shot you,...

and I'm sorry that

I burnt down your shed.

That's enough.

And I'm sorry for what I said that day,

about you being a molesterer.

That really is enough;

I'm getting uncomfortable.

I just got carried away being

an outlaw; had too much fun.

Been doing all right?

Yeah, I just had to stick it out in a new

family for a year. I did. You'll like them.

Man, you'd love it there. There's heaps

of room, they need some help on the farm,

it's right next to the bush...

Oh, and I also saved up and got this.

You want to find that bird?

Yeah. We'll be famous.

Nah, you're

better off without me, mate.

Yeah. But I...

I just thought that...

OK.

Sorry.

Hey. Wait on.

I've got something to say.

Me and this fat kid-

We ran, we ate, and read books.

And it was the best.

It was the best.

Yeah.

Look, to tell you the truth,

I can't stand it here.

It's full of old people.

So... you're coming?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm coming. Wouldn't

want a little twerp like you

to get all the credit

for finding a bird.

Yeah, but I've got one rule-

you got to let me call you "Uncle".

Uncle?

Yeah, I can stand that.

I've got one rule too.

Not allowed to shoot me.

OK, I'll... I'll go

and get my toothbrush.

Here we go. Reckon you can handle it?

What do you think?

Reckon you can find that bird?

Yeah. I think I know where it is.

Seem to remember it was a

pretty beautiful place, was it?

Yeah. Majestical.

Come on. Let's go.

Don't slow me down, old fulla.

Keep up yourself, young player. Get in

my way, I'll have your guts for garters.

Well, I honestly don't know what

"guts for garters" is, so...

Well, it's gangster talk.

Yeah. We didn't chose

the skux life...

... the skux life chose us.

Yeah.

# There's a road I know I must go. #

# Even though I tell myself

that road is closed. #

# Listen, lonely seabird,

you've been away from land too long. #

# Oh, too long. #

# I don't listen to the news no more. #

# Like an unwound clock,

I just seem to care. #

# This world isn't big enough #

# to keep me away from you. #

# Oh, from you. #

# Seabird, seabird, #

# fly home. #

# Seabird, seabird, #

# fly home. #

# Like a lonely seabird, you've

been away from land too long. #

# Oh, too long. #

# Suddenly, you're with me. #

# I turn and you're not there. #

# Like a ghost, you haunt me. #

# You find warmth in a one-night bed. #

# Sunsets, full moons #

# don't turn you on. #

# Like an untied dog,

you just had to run. #

# Like a lonely seabird, you've

been away from land too long. #

# Oh, no, too long. #

# Said now, seabird, #

# Seabird, seabird, #

# fly home. #

# Seabird, seabird, #

# fly home. #

# Seabird, seabird, #

# fly home. #

# Seabird, seabird... #

# Ricky Baker, now

you are 13 years old, #

# You're a teenager,

and you're as good as gold. #

# Ricky Baker, happy birthday. #

# Once rejected, now accepted #

# by me and Hector. #

# Trifecta! #

# Ricky Baker, oh, Ricky Baker. #

# Ah, ah, Ricky Baker, #

oh, Ricky Baker.

# Ah, ah, Ricky... #

# Baker... #

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