Kenny Page #11

on all the gear for the night...

...to keep a monitor on you...

...and then the operation

is next week.

The operation is next week?

What operation?

They've got you on

a schedule next week.

The operation on

your bloody stomach!

No operation.

I'm not having an operation,

especially not in here.

You only hear about

the success rate, son...

...you don't hear

about their failures...

...about people getting crook

a week after an operation...

...them opening them up

when it's too late...

...and they've got

a bloody cutlery set...

...or scissors inside them...

...that are left inside them

by people that are incompetent.

Dad, you've gotta have

the operation.

If you don't have the operation...

...there really will be

some trouble.

Dad, you have to have

the operation.

You can't say no to that.

Oh, we'll worry about that

when it's supposed to happen...

...but today,

I'm going out today, son.

No, well, Dad,

you can't go out today...

...but, look, you've only got

one more night here...

...and, uh... And

we'll get you out of here...

...and I'll come back tomorrow

and I'll pick you up...

Wait on, wait on,

where are you going, boy?

Don't... You're not going.

Christ, you're not going. You...

And as far as me going home to my

place or your place...

...or anyone's, that's not on.

I want you to ring your brother

and ring him now.

There's a couple of things we've gotta

sort out...

...in our family

before I shuffle off.

I'm telling you now. But don't

you leave me in here to rot.

Alright, Dad.

- Leave me in a place like this.

You may as well leave me

in the bloody morgue.

They'll carry me

out of here feet first...

...if you leave me in here.

Alright.

Wouldn't do that to a dog,

let alone your father.

I'll go and ring him now.

- Go and ring him now.

I'll be back.

- You make sure you come back.

Make sure of it.

- I will, Dad.

Don't leave me here.

- I won't. I'll be back.

Jesus Christ.

This is bloody ridiculous.

Why didn't we bring your car

instead of this bloody thing.

I'm jammed in here

as tight as a fish's arse.

Well, Dad, the toilet

wasn't gonna fit in my car...

...and it sure as hell wasn't

gonna fit in Dave's Mercedes.

I was only thinking of you.

I brought the truck so

I could bring you a real toilet...

...so you didn't have to dig a hole

to have a sh*t.

Now, see? That makes

no sense whatsoever.

You'll know the front

from the back.

The front will have

a door in it, you d*ckhead.

Next time youse come up with

an idea like this...

...give me a bit of notice

so I can slash me wrists.

Just relax.

Alright. I'll tell you what.

All I want from you pair of

buffalo-headed bastards...

...on this trip...

...is for us to see

the sun come up...

...and be there when the sun goes down.

In between times,

please yourself...

...but keep out of my bloody hair.

But just get that up

so a man can have...

...somewhere to doss off tonight,

for Christ's sake.

It'll be up any second, Dad.

He's asleep, isn't he?

Uh... Yeah.

Look at him.

- He looks peaceful.

He looks terrifying.

- No, he doesn't.

He looks peaceful.

Oh, get out. Jesus.

Absolute f***in' frog sh*t,

and you know it.

I mean, the bastard's not gonna die.

Jesus Christ.

He's gonna outlive both of us.

He's like a rhino.

Is this really that tough

for you, is it, Dave -

...spending, you know,

one night together...

...just you, me and Dad?

What? You want to wait

until he actually is dying?

Or until he's dead

and can't do this?

And you know damn well

why we've come out here.

You know damn well. This is

where he used to bring Mum.

Mum's been dead

a long time now...

...but, look, a death in the family...

...has different effects

on different people.

For some families,

it brings them closer together.

But for other families,

you know, like our circus...

...it's Christmas cards

at 20 paces.

While I've got

you two fellas here...

I want to talk to you

about something.

When I cark it,

I don't want any flash funeral.

Something nice and simple -

get on with it.

If either of you two blokes

want to say a couple of words...

...well, that's up to you.

You can sort that out

after I've gone.

Just get it over with.

Tell 'em to light up

the Bunsen burner...

...and push her into the oven

and get her going.

And for Christ's sake,

one other thing.

Don't let your Uncle Terry

get involved...

...because he'll balls it up...

...like he did at

your grandmother's funeral.

So keep him

right out of it altogether.

- What the bloody hell is it?

- I don't know.

Could be a bloody

bunch of hoons...

...spotlight shooting out there.

For Christ's sake.

Where the hell are you?

Jesus. What the bloody hell

would that be doing here?

It's for me. I'll see you guys

later. I've had a gutful of this.

What's up with him?

- I have no idea.

Jesus, Al,

what took you so long?

I've been looking

for you everywhere.

I couldn't find you.

Well, I'll be buggered.

Well, you know

what they say, son.

It's an old saying.

"The chef always ruins

his first batch of scones. "

And there goes

my first burnt offering there.

He's as useless

as tits on a bull.

Maybe he had to

go back to work...

...for an important meeting or...

Kenny, you've gotta

stop doing that, boy.

The trouble is with you, son...

...you've been... walking

in his shadow for so long.

Don't you realize,

if you take a step to the side...

...you'll cast a shadow

of your own?

Let some other bastard

walk in yours for a change.

Wake up to yourself,

for Christ's sake.

I'm going to bed.

Dad?

Yeah, what is it?

I've... I've been offered

a promotion.

You've been offered a what?

- A promotion.

Glenn said he was

impressed with...

...the sale I did to

the Japanese in America...

...and he's asked me to

run the office in Sydney.

Well, that's good.

When do you kick off?

When do you start her?

Oh, I haven't said yes yet.

I'm trying to make my mind up.

What do you mean?

Why haven't you said yes yet?

Well, you know,

I've gotta decide...

...whether I want to be

off the road, you know...

...and I've been working

with the crew in Melbourne...

...for a long while, Dad.

Yeah, but what do you

want to do?

Do you want to be

a crap crawler all your life?

This is your chance for you

to get out of the sh*t.

But I don't know if

I'm cut out for just a desk job.

Well, you'll never know

until you give it a try.

Don't you realize in this world...

...that people don't look up to you

until you're sitting down?

Take the desk job.

I actually don't want to be

away from the boy, Dad.

I don't want to be

away from Jesse.

I know you've got Jesse.

Of course I know

you've got Jesse.

And you've got a great relationship with

him too.

But do you think when he's 16

...he'll want you to be driving him

to school in the crap cart?

You're gonna do

your same old caper, are you?

Take a backward step and let everyone

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