Muriel's Wedding Page #7

I don't know. Maybe he has.

The Lord is good to me

His word my hope

Secures

He will my shield

And portion be

As long as life

Endures

I have a telefax to read.

Keep your eye

on them journalist bastards.

"To Bill Heslop and Family...

Hazel and I were sorry

to hear of the passing of Betty.

We are thinking of you

in your time of sorrow."

Signed, the honourable Bob Hawke...

former prime minister

of Australia.

- What are they doin'?

- They're, they're writin' it down.

I'll bet they are. Put that

in your papers, you mongrel bastards.

I've still got friends.

How many families get telegrams

from former prime ministers...

when somebody dies?

I'm not forgotten.

Betty Heslop lived

for her family.

She was very happy about

her daughter Mariel's marriage...

and attending the wedding

in Sydney...

was one of the highlights

of her life.

Her life, during her last days

on earth...

made me think of--

Mariel.

I'm sorry.

I thought I was so different--

a new person.

But I'm not.

I'm just the same as him.

Heslop.

On The Beach Motel.

One.

I can't stay married to you, David.

I've got to stop lying now.

I tell so many lies.

One day I won't know

I'm doing it.

I don't love you.

I-I don't love you either,

but, uh--

I don't know. I-I think I could like

having you around.

I'll give you the money back.

It's yours.

Good luck in the games.

You too.

I don't understand it.

Why'd she burn the back yard?

We've got to stick together.

You've got to help me

with the kids.

What about Deidre?

She'll lend a hand.

I don't think she's keen to marry me...

now that livin' with the kids

has come into it.

Someone's got to look after them.

And it has to be you, Dad.

You owe me, Muriel.

Now, this isn't all of it...

but I'll pay the rest off

when I get back to Sydney and get a job.

So you're not gonna help me out.

Is that it?

You owe us, Dad.

We're not useless.

We never were.

Now you're looking after the kids...

and you're gonna tell them

they're not useless.

How about that telegram

from Bob Hawke?

How'd you get that?

I phoned his office.

I was nearly

in the state government.

Fourteen votes I needed.

Nobody knew who'd won for three days

till the postal vote came in.

For three days,

I was almost there.

Couldn't win a chook raffle now.

Resigned from the council.

I'm unemployed.

Got to go on the dole.

Imagine the faces

when I walk into that dole office.

You reap what you sow.

You'd think I'd have learned that

growin' up on a farm.

You reap what you sow.

Dad, the cricket's started.

Hi, Joan.

- Muriel's goin' back to Sydney.

- Are ya?

I thought you were stayin' here

with us.

Keep in touch.

Bye, Dad.

Do you want me to open you

a can of beer?

That would be lovely, Joanie.

With you in a sec.

I'm giving it another chance

with Chook--

as soon as he gets out

of the correction centre.

They've accused him of raping

a Japanese tourist, which is ridiculous!

Chook hates the Japanese.

We better fly.

We're meeting Rose Biggs for lunch.

Rose Biggs?

Are you friends with her?

Once we got to know her,

we found out she was just like us.

But Rose Biggs sucked

your husband's cock.

- Rhonda!

- Oh, she did.

- I know.

But w--

I sucked her husband's cock,

and it made me realize...

we all make mistakes.

Hi.

- Mariel.

- Muriel.

What a surprise!

Rhonda, Mariel--

Muriel's come to visit you.

Actually, I've come to ask Rhonda

if she wants to come back to Sydney.

I've got a taxi outside

and two plane tickets, if you want to.

- What about your husband?

- We broke up.

I knew it wouldn't last.

What makes you think

I'd go anywhere with you?

Because I'm your friend.

Muriel, you can't come bargin' in here

without warning...

trying to turn Rhonda

against the people who love her--

against the people who were there

for her when she needed them.

Yes, she can.

Sorry, Mum. You know I love you,

but you drive me crazy.

And you three--

what a bunch of cocksuckers.

Who do you think you are

to call me that?

I'm married. I'm beautiful!

You can dance

You can jive

Having the time of your life

Ooh, see that girl

- Watch that scene

- See you, Mum.

Diggin' the dancing queen

Friday night

and the lights are low

Looking out for a place to go

Mmm, where they play

the right music

Getting in the swing

you come to look for a king

- Bye, street.

- Anybody could be that guy

- Bye, mall!

- Night is young and the music's

- Goodbye, beach!

- High

- Goodbye, tourists!

- With a bit of rock music

- Bye, plaza!

- Everything is fine

- Goodbye, Surf Club!

- You're in the mood for a dance

See you, surfies!

- See ya, high rises!

- And when you get the chance

Bye, Fun World!

- Goodbye, Porpoise Spit!

- You are the dancing queen

Young and sweet, only 17

Dancing queen

Feel the beat from the tambourine

Oh, yeah

You can dance

You can jive

Having the time of your life

Ooh, see that girl, watch that scene

Diggin' the dancing queen

You're a teaser

You turn 'em on

Leave 'em burning

and then you're gone

Looking out for another

Anyone will do

You're in the mood for a dance

And when you get the chance

You are the dancing queen

Young and sweet, only 17

Dancing queen

Feel the beat from the tambourine

Oh, yeah

You can dance

You can jive

Having the time of your life

Ooh, see that girl, watch that scene

Diggin' the dancing queen

Diggin' the dancing queen

Can you hear the drums, Fernando

I remember long ago

another starry night like this

In the firelight, Fernando

You were humming to yourself

and softly strumming your guitar

I could hear the distant drums

and sounds of bugle calls

Were coming from afar

They were closer now, Fernando

Every hour, every minute

seemed to last eternally

I was so afraid, Fernando

We were young and full of life

and none of us prepared to die

And I'm not ashamed to say

the roar of guns and cannons

Almost made me cry

There was something in the air

that night

The stars were bright, Fernando

They were shining there

for you and me

For liberty, Fernando

Though we never thought

that we could lose

There's no regret

If I had to do the same again

I would, my friend, Fernando

If I had to do the same again

I would, my friend, Fernando

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