Jasper Jones Page #3

Jasper, he could be right now!

He could be here.

We have to go.

- No, Charlie. Wait.

- I'm leaving!

Charlie, wait!

Wait. I want to go with you.

Close that door.

You stay right where you are.

- But why? I want to help.

- You can help by staying home and safe.

You listen to your mother.

Alright, come on.

Come here. Come here.

Get inside.

Come here. Come here.

I'm going to Jeffrey's.

Alright.

Come on, boy!

Come on, then!

Come here, you

little mongrel!

Hey!

Charlie!

Hi.

Uh, h-hi.

I just came to renew

the loan on my book.

My bag.

What?

Actually, uh... that's

not true at all.

I've been waiting around here

the past couple of days

hoping I might see you.

What?

Charlie, are you alright?

I'm fine. Completely fine.

Nothing. It's...

Is that a knife?

No.

I mean... I mean, yes, it is,

but it's not.

Did you maybe want to

walk me home again?

I can't.

Really?

I'm sorry, I have to go.

Speaking of good times,

here come the Easybeats.

Everybody shake

Everybody groove

Mmm-Mmm

Mmm-Mmm-Mmm-Mmm...

Oh!

Oh, mama

Yeah, Mary, Mary,

you're on my mind

The folks are gone

and the place will be mine...

Ha-ha!

Mary, Mary, wanna

be with you...

And this is what I'm gonna do

I'm gonna put a call...

What happened?

Did they find anything?

No.

Nothing.

Not even a trace.

Jesus Christ, that poor girl.

Jesus, Jasper, what happened?

The sarge.

The prick kicked me in the ear.

It's still ringing.

Sarge?

I didn't think they'd

ever let you go.

They didn't.

So, how did you get out?

Tricked

one of the city coppers.

Told him I had to take a sh*t,

went straight out the window.

- That's amazing.

- Yeah.

They'll be looking for me

harder than ever now.

I have to

show you something.

Look.

Look, it's the same as the tree.

"Sorry".

It says "sorry".

What are you doing?!

Jasper!

Mmm. Yeah.

Nah, it's OK.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no!

My bag!

- What?

- He's got my bag!

Eliza's book.

It was a bug!

Who's there?

Who's there?!

Hey!

Aarggh!

Charlie!

- Hey!

- Jasper!

Get out of here,

you little bastards!

I know you did it!

I know you did it!

Jasper?!

We have to go back.

He did it.

He killed her.

I know, but you

can't even stand.

We have to go back.

We have to.

Not now.

What about New Year's Eve?

When everyone's at the

fireworks, we can go back then.

Promise?

I promise.

Stay here.

Charlie Bucktin.

What are you doing here?

Hmm?

Get in the car.

Come on.

Oh!

We didn't do anything wrong.

- Hmm?

- I didn't do anything.

Oh! Thank goodness!

I thought I'd lost you!

Are you alright?

Oh, God!

Get inside.

- Come on, inside.

- Jesus, Chuck.

- Inside.

- Are you alright?

Well, where were you?!

We were worried about you!

Now... Hey!

You said, "We didn't

do anything wrong."

Now, who's "we"?

Nobody.

Do you think I'm playing

with you, son? Hmm?

Who were you with?

Charlie.

Tell the truth.

Uh... Eliza.

- Wishart?

- Yes.

Why?

Because I was worried about her.

I... I just wanted to make sure

she was alright.

We're... we're fond

of each other.

"Fond of each other"?

Did you ever

stop to consider

that maybe the last thing the

Wishart family needs right now

is a young man

prowling around their home?

- Hmm?

- No, sir. I'm sorry.

Sorry?

So am I.

We're done.

'Night, Romeo.

We appreciate

you bringing him home.

Now, Charlie, I think you need

to get to bed and stay there.

What, that's it?

No wonder he thinks he can cavort

around town whenever he feels like it!

Ruth, he's growing up.

You were slipping out to go

dancing with the G.I.'s at his age.

That is completely irrelevant!

He could have died, Wesley!

We don't know who's out there!

I agree.

But screaming at him

isn't gonna reinforce the point.

What's your solution?

Do nothing?

Just disappear in there and

write a bloody story about it?

Wes Bucktin,

the disappearing man!

You know, some of us can't just shut

the door and avoid living here!

Oh, Jesus Christ! Are you two

ever gonna listen to me?!

I am fed up!

Fed up!

Now, I love you, Charles Bucktin,

and I am glad you're alive,

but tomorrow,

you're gonna wish you weren't!

Now, get out of my sight!

Now.

Dig.

What?

Why?

Because I said so!

- How deep?

- I'll tell you when to stop.

Chop chop!

I didn't say you could stop.

What is this even for?

I don't understand why I'm doing this.

Well, I don't understand you

at all, Charlie Bucktin.

One minute you're avoiding me

like I'm contagious,

the next you're telling people we're

sneaking out at night together

because we're

romantically attached.

You know, it's polite

to ask a girl first.

- I can explain.

- Um, no.

Excuse me. This is not on.

I just came

to get something back.

Well, it can wait.

Charlie's working

very hard at the moment.

Let him finish up, thank you.

Go on.

Does your mother know you're

traipsing around town on your own?

I think you should be at home

right now, don't you?

Right.

You can stop.

Oh, no, you don't.

I want you to fill it in.

- What?

- Fill it in.

I don't want some dirty great

big hole in my backyard.

If you didn't want a hole,

then why did you ask for it?

There you are,

you've learnt your lesson.

Now, I'm heading out,

and I want this filled in

by the time I get back,

or you'll be doing it all again

tomorrow, young man.

- What's this?

- I bought myself a car!

Isn't she a beauty?!

I don't understand, Ruth.

You want to s...

do you want to sell the Holden?

'Cause I'll need to get Ernie Banks

to replace the crankshaft.

It's stuffed!

No, I don't want you

to sell the Holden, Wesley.

Then...

So... who wants to come

for a spin? Charlie.

Charlie, you'll need to get cleaned up.

Have you filled the hole in?

Fine.

I'll go by myself.

Here you are, mate.

You get inside.

Go on.

Jesus, Dad!

How are you doing?

I'm tickety-boo.

Had a great day.

Why would she make me do it?

I should have buried

her in there.

Mate, you scared her last night.

You're a smart kid, but what

you did was colossally stupid.

Today was...

just her way of

telling you all that.

And I don't blame her.

So, whenever she gets back,

I... think you should offer her

a sincere apology.

You want me to apologise?!

Yes.

You should consider yourself

lucky that you've got a mother

that cares about

you so very much.

A lot of people never get that.

So, do you want me

to make us some dinner?

Haven't I been punished enough?

You're just like

her, your mother.

You're peas in a pod, you two.

Go, Corrigan!

Good turnout today.

It's a beautiful day.

Where have you been?

The game's almost over.

We're getting thumped!

- Why are you padded up?

- I'm in next.

- What?!

- I'm in next.

I'm playing, officially.

Jeffrey Lu on debut.

How?

David Doe rolled his ankle,

so I'm in the 11. Yes!

- So you're actually gonna bat?

- Sure am.

We need 60 runs in a hurry.

Jesus, Jeffrey. Are you nervous?

No. But you should be.

Have you seen your girlfriend up there?

So, go read her some poetry.

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