Romper Stomper Page #4
- R
- Year:
- 1992
- 94 min
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Maybe you'll get
that f*** you've been after|for so long!
Davey...
What are you leaving us for?
You leaving us for her?
You're a suck.
You're weak!
You're piss-weak|and gutless.
F*** off, little Bubs.
I thought|you were strong.
You're weak,|you're weak.
You're nothing!
Gabe?
Leave me alone!
Gabe!
Look...
There's something|I've got to do.
Can I come?
No.
Have you got|a piece of paper?
No.
Bubs.
Look... if ever|you need me or want me
I'll be at this address.
Is that Footscray police?
Listen, um...|I know where there's some people
that you might be looking for.
Shut up,|fuckhead.
All right!
it got cut off yesterday.
Anyone know we're here?
No.
No way.
Is there a tap outside?
I don't know.
I thought you were|supposed to be my scout.
Drop it!
Drop it!
Bubs!
Right.
Pick him up,|Pick him up!
Oh, no.
Copper, you murdering|f***ing...
You f***ing...
F*** off!
You f***ing pig!
Les-slut!
Oh, f*** you!
i'll f***ing kill you!
I surrender.
Too f***ing late.
They're smiling at you.
Thank you.
David.
David.
David!
Hi, Gabe.
Why don't you|bring your friends
into the house
and entertain|them in there?
They're okay|out here, Gran.
You don't look right
without your jacket|with all the badges.
Well, my grandma--|she doesn't know about that.
She doesn't like|the badges or anything.
I don't want to upset her.
It's her place.
What's this?
That's my|matchbox collection.
My dad...
He's an industrial diver.
He travels all around the world.
See?
Amsterdam,|San Francisco
Venice, Perth
Naples.
I think he's in Sydney working|on the Sydney Harbour tunnel.
I haven't got a box|from there, huh?
Ow!
I love you.
I love you too.
Don't ever leave me.
Hando!
They killed Bubs.
What?
The cops come.
They took everybody else.
They killed Bubs.
How did they know|where to get us?
No, she's been with me|since she left the squat.
She hasn't told anyone.
David!
What is wrong?
Why are my liebchens|barking so?
It's just a cat.
They've seen a cat.
I'm alone, Gran.
You can't come in,|I'm not dressed.
They'll find|you here.
They'll come|looking for you.
Yeah.
I think we should|stick together.
Past is past, right?
You're all I've|got left, Davey.
What do you want|to do?
I've got a plan, mate.
Don't kill him!
Shut up!
No, he's f***ing|killed him!
Oh, Jesus!
Is he dead?
is the car full?
is the car full?!
Is he dead?!
Yes.
is the car full?
Yes.
The f***ing Jerry?!
Yes!
Hurry up!|Hurry up!
Why did you f***ing|kill him?
We'll dump this piece|of sh*t in Adelaide.
I haven't been|to the beach in years.
Be all right if|we stay here a while?
Not long.
I think we should|go west.
I'll get you through this,|I promise.
Davey!
We just have|to stick together.
i'm not afraid.
She's sick, mate.
She's trouble.
She doesn't|really want you.
She'll just use you.
You won't get nowhere|with her, Davey.
She needs medicine|or something.
She's my problem,|isn't she?
Listen to me.
Take your hands off me!
I'm sick|of listening to you!
She's desperate!
She'll drag|you down, Davey.
She doesn't love you,|if that's what you think.
Is that what you think?
She's f***ing desperate,|that's all.
Davey, she's going|to drag us both down.
Besides which...
you don't want|her involved
if we get caught|for last night, do you?
We've got to|get rid of her.
She can have a share|of the money.
Can't be fairer|than that.
Do you want|to tell her?
I'll tell her|if you want.
You're not just|dumping her.
We'll give her, uh...|We'll give her f***ing...
We'll give her f***ing|200 bucks, all right?
You've looked after her|as far as you can.
Are you going|to tell her?
Are you going|to tell her?
I'm with her,|and she's with me.
Well, Davey, I tried.
What's that?
That's where|the f***ing car is!
What happened?
What happened,|you mental b*tch?
Mental b*tch, ha!
I heard what|you two said.
I know what|you're going to do.
You suck, Davey.
You can't do anything|without him.
It was me|who called the cops.
What?
I called them.
Davey!|Davey!
Hando!
Davey!
I told you,|you stupid c*nt!
i f***ing|told you!
i f***ing told you!
You b*tch, you're f***ing dead!
F***!
Stop!
Stay.
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