Occupation
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- 2018
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[wind howling]
[Ronald Reagan] In our obsession
with antagonisms of the moment,
we often forget how much unites
all the members of humanity.
Perhaps, we need some
outside universal threat
to make us recognize
this common bond.
I occasionally think how quickly our
differences worldwide would vanish
if we were facing an alien
threat from outside this world.
And yet I ask you,
is not an alien force
already among us?
What could be more alien
to the universal aspirations
of our peoples than war,
and the threat of war?
[zapping sounds]
- [horn honks]
- [man] Oi, Matt, what's going on?
Sh*t.
Good day, Arnold.
How are we?
Uh, take a wild guess.
How long?
Well, like I tell you every day,
when I know, you'll know.
- Got any smokes?
- No, mate, I don't. This is ridiculous.
- You know, I've lived here for 50...
- Fifty-five years.
Don't be a... take that bloody
tone of voice with me, boy.
Fifty-five years, and I'll be damned if
I see the point of this bypass, really.
It's progress,
Arnold, progress.
Oh, progress my ass.
I've got fruit in the back
that's about to go bad. I've been sitting
here for 42 bloody minutes, mate.
- It's 2:
45.- All right. Look, I'll...
I'll talk
to my supervisor, okay?
- Yeah, you do that.
- Jesus Christ.
Jimmy, can you take over, mate?
Gotta head off.
Well... Well, Arnold's
giving away free fruit.
Yeah, right, aye.
Hey, does Boss know you're
knocking off?
Only if you tell him.
Tonight. Don't be late.
Good day, Arnold.
Uh, mangoes.
- Mangoes?
- Yeah.
They're out of season,
you idiot.
Who put you in charge? No wonder this
bypass is taking so bloody long.
Now, listen,
I've lived here for 55 years.
- Yeah, it, it... what it is...
- Get away from me.
They build a road and it...
Get back to work,
you mongrel bastard!
[man] What are you
doing off work?
Well, unlike last week,
to make sure you
get there on time.
- Last week wasn't my fault.
- Mm-hmm.
Besides, you ever tried
saying no to Amelia?
I'm her brother.
Of course I've said no.
You, on the other hand,
are screwed.
[imitates whip snapping]
I wasn't gonna say anything,
mate, because she's your sister,
but she does this thing with her
legs, they go, like, right...
Oh, that...
bad mental pictures.
[laughs]
That's what you get, kid.
Pass me the aspirin,
will you?
You playing tonight?
Serious?
Apparently. Pass one.
Come on, come on.
Yeah. Finally get
to see the big man work.
Relax, will you?
[rock music plays]
Man, I'm gonna
shout out loud
- Yo.
- What?
- We've stopped.
- Why?
- To stretch our legs.
- No thanks.
I'm good.
[phone chimes]
[phone chimes]
- Fine, Peter.
- Thanks, Bella.
Come on, Samuel.
Give me that. A bit
of real world won't kill you.
- Let it go.
- [overlapping chatter]
- Two bucks, mate?
- Do you know where we are?
- Yes.
- Bella.
- What's with this stupid town?
- I don't know, darling.
We'll have a look around
and we'll find out, okay?
Fine.
I'll meet you back here.
Careful, Bella.
Dinner, back here 6:00.
- Yeah.
- And I don't want any dramas.
Mom, it's a country town.
What's gonna happen?
[Peter] Thanks, mate.
Let it go.
Hey, guys, it's me.
Thought I'd do a vlog,
considering we've landed
in a parallel universe.
I think this town
still thinks it's 1996.
Probably all use landlines
and all have the same cousin.
That's... that's mean.
- Anyway.
- Do you want me to film for you?
- No, thanks.
- I could do your sketch.
- I do sketches.
- This all seems legit and not at all creepy.
Well, you can't blame a guy for
trying to make an honest living.
- You here on holidays?
- Uh, something like that.
Just passing through, seeing what the locals
do on a Friday night in the middle of nowhere.
- Well, this is it.
- Yeah.
- [both laugh]
- It's okay.
- [officer] Dennis.
- Sh*t. Yeah, I'm going.
I doubt you've got
a permit for a stall. Come on.
- We were just talking, officer.
- Yeah, well, Dennis knows the rules.
I said I'm going.
- It was nice talking to you.
- Yeah.
[officer] Come on, move it.
Keep walking, Dennis.
Uh-uh, hands off the car, go on.
Fifth time this week.
Beef burger, pineapple on the side, and chicken
Caesar salad, no mayo, extra croutons.
Would you like another Coke?
Oh, my feet are killing me.
Um, Bill wants
another milkshake, okay?
One chicken schnitzel
off a heart attack, that one.
"The law presumes anyone entering into a
contract has the legal capacity to do so."
- Hey, Amelia.
- Contract legal capacity to do so. Hey, Marcus.
How was school? Contract law in
business and commercial life.
- Hello.
- Mm, looks good.
- Shut up.
- It's a bit chill for a cafe, isn't it?
- How's the world of the law going?
- Ask me in two years.
Here he is. Traitor,
working for the enemy.
- Job's a job, Mom.
- Hey, Helen, I'm playing tonight.
- Did you know that?
- You sure that's a good idea?
- You're not as young as you used to be.
- Yeah, baby, you...
You sure that's a good idea?
Look, it's one of the last games
of this season, maybe ever.
I promise I'll be careful.
Okay.
Then I'll come watch you.
- [Helen] Hey, your funeral.
- Thanks, Helen.
Thanks for your support.
Hey, last time he played,
he ended up in a coma, fact.
I'm just saying.
Hold it together
Hold it together
- Hey, baby.
- Hi.
- Oh! No, put me down.
- You missed me, did you?
Put me down, honey.
You know I did.
- So what's the big emergency?
- Um...
Hey, Jack-o,
good luck tonight, mate.
Oh, thanks, mate. We're
gonna absolutely kill them.
Sorry, I didn't... you know
I can't say no to my fans.
Well, I'm your biggest fan.
- Okay, listen.
- I'm listening.
- I just... I'm pregnant.
- I'm all ears, babe.
- You... you're what?
- I'm pregnant.
You sure?
Yes, Jackson,
I'm pretty sure.
- That's... that's amazing.
- Oh!
Oh, wait, wait,
I didn't hurt the baby?
Hey, I'm sure it's fine.
Hey, how you doing in there?
Okay, babe, it can't hear you.
It's, like, the size of a peanut.
- Hey, yeah, but what a peanut.
- Oh.
- What's all this then?
- Uh, we are, uh, starting our own team.
- Oh, hey! Congratulations!
- Thank you, man.
- Thank you, Jimmy. Ah!
- [high-pitched squeal]
[squealing stops]
What... what
the hell was that?
Don't know, but, we, um,
better get going, yeah?
Yeah, I'll see you guys out there.
I just have to change.
- Yeah.
- Bye, baby. Babies.
- Congratulations again, Ness.
- Thanks, Jimmy, good luck.
[indistinct chatter]
- Thank you. See ya.
- See ya.
Hello.
Uh, apples?
a vote for me and my party
will be the best thing
that can happen to this town.
We've got policies in place
and initiatives worked out
to encourage industry back into the
community, which will create more jobs.
[continues indistinctly]
[groans] Jesus.
Simmons.
[phone chimes]
Sorry.
[crowd applauding]
Oh, there you are.
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