Mouth To Mouth Page #4
- Year:
- 1978
- 96 min
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That was just us.
- Was alright, wasn't it? - Yeah.
Hi Fred.
See you later.
- Where'd all that come from? - Supermarket.
Third lot today.
- How'd you pay for it? - Same way as you.
Lasts a couple of weeks, hey.
You won't have to do another of those escort things for a while.
I told you I wasn't gonna do anymore of that escort stuff.
- Yeah? - So you don't have to go pinching things.
Why shouldn't I do it, why should you take all the f***ing risk?
I don't!
You get the dole, I can't get it.
You buy some stuff and I pinch some stuff and that way we're equal.
- You don't need to steal. - Why shouldn't I do it, you do what...
- ...you wanna do. Don't ya?
- Yeah.
Right.
Excuse me, do you have a broad general knowledge?
- What do you want to know? - Do you have any children?
Why?
There are hundreds of everyday facts essential for school projects.
I don't want an encyclopedia.
Do you want some soft drinks?
Any flavour?
Lime Freeze, Red Gala Orange,
Tropical Pine!
Mum?
Mum!
Mum?
Mum?
Oh, it's you, love.
- Where's mum?
- You haven't been around.
- What's wrong?
What's happened to her?
She's alright. Well, she will be.
Had a bit of a nervous thing, that's all. Went all quiet.
Couldn't speak to anyone or go outside or anything.
She's in the hospital. They reckon she'll only be there a couple of weeks.
She'll be alright.
Nothing unusual or anything.
Was it Dave?
Did he beat her up?
No, he hadn't been around for ages.
No-one's been around much.
I hadn't seen her for days.
Shows what a rotten neighbour I am.
- How many caps?
- 20.
Have some money.
How is it?
- Okay. - Happy?
Yeah.
What happened?
Mum.
What?
She's had a breakdown.
Been by herself for years.
Never went 'round to see her.
Hardly at all.
I didn't even go around 'cause I wanted to see her.
To borrow some money.
For the store?
Yeah.
I've got money.
- Wouldn't ?? - 'Course you will.
I'll work at the store sometimes anyway.
Don't you worry.
Got to be alright.
I hate the city.
Carrie around?
No.
This is where she lives, isn't it?
Yeah.
I just thought we might pop in and see her.
What are you doing here?
- How are you, Jeanie? - Alright 'til you came.
Yeah?
- Might drop in later. - You're not invited.
Never troubled you in the past.
See you later, Tige.
- G'day. - Hi.
- You'll get all dirty. - I don't care.
- Goin' to a party? - Nah.
What are you doin'?
I'm gonna have dinner.
At a restaurant.
- What about you?
- Oh...
Got some friends comin' over.
Mates.
We'll have our own little party.
You off, then?
Yep.
Hey mate. Whatcha doing?
It's private property, isn't it mate?
You don't know what you're doing.
What was that?
What's all this then?
Bit of an artist, are you?
I reckon we should tell the cops.
Damaging council property.
You know what you are?
A derro.
We're derros?
A bloody derro.
Good one.
- Could be a king hit, I reckon. - Leave it.
- Hey? - I said bloody leave it!
Alright.
Tommo's shout.
King hit, it was.
Yeah?
Hi.
G'day Carrie.
You weren't here in the fur before.
Who was it?
Old bastard down the bridge.
Who was it?
What?
Who was it?
Who did you beat up?
Some old derro. Near your place.
You awake?
Carrie not back?
No.
You know I worry sometimes, the stuff you read about massage parlour girls. You get beaten up.
She'll be alright.
You asked her to stop?
She needs the money.
Maybe if I had some she wouldn't need to do it.
Come on, get in with us, you'll get cold.
Do you reckon she'll be with that Tony guy?
No. She doesn't like him.
You're the only guy she really loves, I know that.
Yeah?
Yeah.
Hey, sleeping beauty.
You better get up too.
- What do you want? - Up.
- This your place, is it?
- Yeah.
Council invite you up here to stay, did they?
Bit shy all of a sudden?
Like to get up with two at once, do you?
- Get f***ed.
- Don't talk to me...
I'd have reckoned they'd have split her. Two at once.
Did you know the old derelict that lived downstairs?
There isn't anyone.
There isn't now.
- These yours, are they? - Yep.
All of them?
Some of them are my sister's.
What's her name?
Sally.
Where does she live?
You wear 'em with labels on, do you?
How much do you charge?
No!
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