Jet Trash

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[LIGHT INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]

SARAH:

Tell me a story.

MARLOWE:
Well, once upon a time,

there were two baby bears.

MARLOWE:
Now the King really

liked these bears. He did.

MARLOWE:

He treated them like princes.

MARLOWE:
One day, the bears decided

that they wanted to be the King.

And steal all his honey.

MARLOWE:

That's a sad story, isn't it?

MARLOWE:

Now go to sleep.

[LIGHT INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC ENDS]

[HOLIDAY MUSIC BEGINS]

LEE:

Merry Christmas!

SOL:

That's it.

No. No! Sol, Sol!

I bruise like a peach!

May I?

Just don't get

the paper wet, yeah?

I never do.

LEE:
Seriously, I need

to tell you something.

LEE:
You know, I've just

masturbated in the ocean.

LEE:
And although you weren't

part of my inner visual framework

we did make eye contact at

least twice or three times

approaching climax.

I don't want this to

complicate our friendship.

Nah, happy to help. Yeah.

F***, I'm parched. I'm parched.

I might get some water

from the hut in a sec.

Sweet. While you're

there, pick up your sh*t, cos it

looks like a war zone.

Alright, alright.

Have you been to the

scrap yard recently?

Why?

It's just that Shay said that

some girl was looking for us.

Apparently she's from back home.

Here, I know what

you're thinking, mate, right.

Hey. I wouldn't get

worked up, alright.

If it's her, it

means he's found us.

LEE:
Nah, we'd be dead

already if he found us.

Wait a minute, she'd

be like our very own honey trap.

Yeah, but if you

rule them out, the possibilities

get a lot f***ing darker, Lee.

Are you hearing yourself?

You're smoking too

much of this, my friend.

You're starting to

sound f***ing tweaked.

Right, look, I might be paranoid

but it doesn't mean I'm wrong.

Alright, yeah, yeah, yeah.

We'll go to Shay's now,

we'll find out who

he was talking about.

It was probably just some

bird who saw me bronzing, yeah.

And wants to get my

number, huh? Huh, huh?

Wouldn't be the first time.

SOL:
So, what were you

thinking about in the ocean?

LEE:
Just beneath the surface,

manga mermaids sucking me off.

SOL:

F***ing hell.

LEE:
Well, you gotta keep

things fresh, haven't you?

SOL:
Did she look anything

like The Little Mermaid?

LEE:
Yeah, she was a

point of reference.

SOL:
Bit young, don't

you think though? No?

LEE:
Yeah, but when you're

talking mythical creatures, man,

it's the wild f***ing west.

But you're taking

me for a fool, boy

You don't know.

So you tell me to stay cool,

boy

Haven't had you

around for a while

It's real sh*t right here

See, I can live, it's possible

That I can breathe

Hello, Pupul.

It's possible

SOL:
Gonna show these kids how

to play cricket properly.

Hello, Sir Shay.

SHAY:
Hey! Mr Lee! Come,

come, come, come.

Say hello

to Anil. He's missed you.

Anil in the house!

ANIL:

Hi, Lee.

Haha! That what you're

after? Is that what you want?

SHAY:

Here comes trouble. You love it.

What a view, huh?

SHAY:

Yeah.

LEE:
Alright, Sir Shay?

Sit down.

LEE:
He runs, he chucks it. He

hits the thing off the thing!

LEE:
I don't know the

rules, but that excited me.

SOL:
You alright? Long time, man.

Hey, brother.

Good.

Listen, Shay, I wanted to ask you you

said some girl was looking for us?

Yeah, you remember there was

the, it was a girl last week,

or something, you were

saying she was looking for us.

I didn't get to

meet her. My, my, my wife,

she saw a young girl looking

for a white man and a black man.

F***, man, did

you say anything to anyone?

No, I haven't said

anything to anyone, Sol.

No contact, as we agreed.

MARLOWE:
D'you know

where the others went?

[INTENSE MUSIC]

LEE:
Hope our darlin'

landlord's not in.

SOL:
The rent's cheap, it's a good spot.

He's getting into karma and sh*t.

LEE:
Karma. He's an ex-Marine, Solly.

He's unhinged.

LEE:
There's blood

on his hands, man.

SOL:
It's a phase.

The heat, the drugs.

SOL:
He's just a little

fuzzy round the edges.

LEE:
The landlord hath returned.

Are you alright, Mikey boy?

LEE:

You big, dangerous, Q-tip.

SOL:
You still owe me for

last night, by the way.

Do I? Oh, didn't I?

Nah. It's two vodka

sodas, a shot of Henny

and three Kingfishers, bro.

LEE:
Yeah... I thought

I was smashed, yeah.

LEE:

Let's see what we have here.

Will we call it a hundred?

No, it was three fifty.

So, let's call it three fifty.

Alright. Three and fifty. Pow.

Don't spend it all in one place.

Seriously, man. You should hide

your stash somewhere a bit less

obvious.

Yeah, I'll take

that into consideration, bro.

I'm gonna take a shower

before we head out, alright?

Let's see, white

crystals. Alright, my pretty.

Forgot my shampoo.

Are you kidding me?

LEE:

It's alright!

No, it's not alright, Lee.

It is. 'Cos I'm broke.

What? And that was free?

Look, Solly, it's

an investment, alright?

I spent my last hundred on this,

but I'm guaranteed to make at

least, like, a grand back.

Yeah, well, I'm flushing it.

What? F*** you

doing, flushing it?

- Don't be ridi...-

...you could get into for this, Lee?

Yeah, but it's not your

business though, is it...

...don't stop

and think, do you?

This amount of drugs

could get us all put away.

Hey, woah, woah, woah. Look,

look, look. It's easier for you,

right, sleeping on a

bed full of money.

F*** you, Lee.

I don't sleep a wink 'cos of

where that money came from.

Well, smoke more

charras then, mate.

It's one night's work, right.

I'm gonna make loads of money.

And then you can end this

lifestyle downgrade you have

from hanging around with me.

Think of it that way. Please?

Be careful, Lee.

Remember your deal with Shay.

You sell drugs, you get

served up by the fishermen.

[HAUNTING MUSIC ESCALATES]

VIX:

Excuse me.

I'm searching for this guy.

Have you seen him?

Right then. Let the

Christmas bevvys begin, huh?

LEE:

Little Christmas bevvy? Hmm?

This one's for you, Jesus.

Mind if I?

Yeah. Just don't get it wet.

I never get it wet.

What are you talking about?

MIKE:
You're interrupting

my meditation.

My head hurts. I'm

gonna start again.

Where have you been, Mike?

Hana de Rama.

That dirty beach?

It's quiet there, Soldier.

Yeah, it is.

'Cos it stinks of fish.

MIKE:

I like the smell of fish.

LEE:
Only you'd go to the one

skanky beach in Goa, Mike.

What do you even

do there? You can't swim.

I can swim, Soldier.

MIKE:
Hana de Rama's a place of peace.

You wouldn't understand.

Listen, Mike. We're gonna

go get some food before we go...

...go to the party,

if you wanna come.

Yeah, I'll come.

I won't eat though. I'm fasting.

Mele Kalikimaka

is the thing to say

On a bright

Hawaiian Christmas day

That's the island

greeting that we send to you

From the land

where palm trees sway

Here we know that Christmas

will be green and bright

The sun to shine by

day and all the stars at night

Mele Kalikimaka is Hawaii's way

to say Merry Christmas to you

Mele Kalikimaka iS

the thing to say

On a bright

Hawaiian Christmas day

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