Snowtown Page #3

do about it, punk?

- F*** off.

- Come on.

What are you gonna do?

Let's go. Come on, what have you got?

Ya got nothing.

Come on p*ssy, get up.

Look at you,

just laying in bed.

Let's go. Come on, get up.

Let's go. Come on. Let's go.

What have you got?

Come on.

Come on, whaddya got?

What have you got, huh?

What have you got?

What have you got?

Come on.

TROY:
Come on.

F***ing b*tch.

Whaddya got?

COMMENTATOR:

--You can see his leg there.

Tries to to get it outside the line,

it's very close...

and you can see him straight

away looking back up at the umpire,

eyes wide open and that

is a sense of relief.

Wide World of Sports Memorabilia

is celebrating the performance by...

David Boon with the limited edition

seven hundred and fifty dollars

framed, including courier costs.

That's the phone number and...

have a look at the picture on

David on the bat there.

You can see this bat

beautifully framed, actually.

All the details of his

career down the side,

and that is painted on,

handpainted,

that picture of David Boon,

his personal signature.

And then that cross

shot appears,

that shot he played so well

down at the bottom --

[SNIFFLES]

[SNIFFLES]

JOHN:
So how was

school today, boys?

NICHOLAS:
Bad.

JOHN:
Bad?

I thought you loved school, mate.

Isn't there some little girl that

you've got your eye on?

- What?

- Yeah?

Didn't you tell me about this

little girl you got your eye on?

What?

- Thought her name was Aleisha.

- No.

Cute little girl you were

telling me about last week.

You couldn't stop talking about her.

How's the food, Troy?

It's that good you're

eating it, is it?

GAVIN:
Hey, John.

What are you going to

be doing with that, mate?

JOHN:
Oh, I don't know, mate.

Think I might extend, mate.

Hey?

Oh, I'm thinking of extending, mate.

Get a new room out here.

- GAVIN:
Room extension?

- JOHN:
Yeah.

Yeah, I'm thinking an entertainment

system or something.

GAVIN:

Go the whole nine yards.

Yeah, mate. A big screen TV,

subbies, whole nine yards.

That'd be alright, wouldn't it?

When's opening night?

JOHN:
Oh yeah,

it's coming on.

[GIGGLES]

You'll get the opening

night ticket for sure.

- He's off his f***ing tree.

- Yeah.

JOHN:
Hey love,

can we get some water, please?

In the army, I was a sniper rifle.

I shot hundreds of people

when I was doing...

when we were in the ...

when you're in the barracks,

there's about sixteen --

BARRY:
The Trip.

That's what he's known as.

He's a nasty sadist.

Anything under 1 6 is fine by him.

He lives at 1 6 Wilson Lane.

[THOMAS KEEPS TALKING

IN THE BACKGROUND]

Then there's Jason Fry.

At 21 Chester Road.

Runs his fingers through his arse...

And then he sits down the park all

day watching and wanking.

Then there's Barry Stone.

JOHN:
Hang on, mate.

And they get down and they

run around in trees...

and whoever's left on the ground,

they shoot in the face.

Alright.

BARRY:
Barry Stone

At 203 Bourke Road.

Chucks kids' parties for all the

methadone mothers.

He's got one pocketful of jubes.

The other pocket's cut out

and he's playing snakes.

They don't know where the kids are,

they don't know where he is.

Then there's Tony

"The Frog" Thompson--

JOHN:
Hang on, mate.

- Tony "The Frog"--

- Hang on.

[THOMAS TALKING TO HIMSELF]

Then there's Tony "The Frog"

Thompson.

He's a nasty bit of work.

And I want in on him, John.

He lives at 225 Alexander Place.

And he just smashes 'em.

Sodomises 'em on the

lounge room floor and ...

And I know.

He's a f***ing f*ggot.

When somebody tells you--

BARRY:
Drives an old Valiant.

--you go up to the front and you

try to shoot bullets around them.

When the tanks come ...

JOHN:
Is that it?

Yeah, that's all I've got.

Where'd you pick him up from?

Someone's gotta have someone, John.

THOMAS:
--very happy because

it's what you're paid to do.

You can go home and you try to have a

proper life but you can't.

When your Commander tells

you to move on, you move on.

If you got ... get shot, well then that's

too bad, that's part of your life-

[SOFT MELANCHOLY

MUSIC FADES IN]

JAMIE:
Hmm...

Do you think Liz is gonna

like this?

JAMIE:
What?

JOHN:
Think your Mum's

gonna like this?

Oh, probably not, but who cares?

I reckon I look good, mate.

Hey, do you mind if I stay over?

Of course, mate.

You're more than welcome.

You alright?

- Yeah.

- Yeah?

- You hungry?

- Yeah.

Alright.

[MELANCHOLY MUSIC

KEEPS PLAYING]

[MUSIC FADES OUT]

JOHN:
Do you like snow peas?

Don't know.

Never had them before.

You've never had snow

peas before?

No.

Look out.

Well don't wait for me

or anything.

Mixing it all together.

- Not too hot?

- No, it's good.

It's good?

It's what they call a green curry.

Is that because of the peas?

It's probably because it's green.

Rice is a bit overcooked.

Sorry about that.

That's alright.

Tastes good anyway.

- Huh?

- Tastes good anyway.

Do you like being f***ed?

What?

Do you like being f***ed?

No.

So why not do something

about it?

Because all I ever see

you do is sook, mate.

- I do not.

- No?

What'd you do about Jeffery?

F***ing nothing.

You see me and

Robert moping around?

Hmm?!

No, you don't...

because you do that

and they f*** you forever.

Do you want that, do you?

When are ya gonna

grow some balls, mate?

You ever shot a gun before?

Well go on, pick it up,

see how it feels.

Feel good?

Yeah?

Do you wanna shoot it?

Yeah?

Shoot it.

At what?

Shoot the dog.

Come on. Come here.

Come here. Good girl.

Come here. Good girl.

Shoot the dog.

No.

No?

Why not?

She's my dog, mate.

I don't really give a sh*t.

Oh look, mate.

You don't even have to look at her.

You just shoot it.

Yeah?

Come here. Kelly, come here.

Get up.

You want to do something

about this?

Shoot the dog.

Go on, mate. Shoot it.

Shoot it.

Shoot the f***ing dog!

[GUN SHOT]

[DOG DROPS, YELPS]

[DOG YELPS]

Dog's not dead.

Give me the gun.

Give it to me.

[GUN SHOT]

[BEEP]

BARRY ON ANSWERING

MACHINE:
Hello, Chris?

It's is your brother, Barry.

I thought you should know

I'm on my way to Queensland.

I don't know if I'm going to hitch

all the way, or catch the bus.

I should be there

in a couple of days.

Don't reckon I'll be

home for a while, mate.

Can you tell Mum?

See ya, mate.

[ALARM BEEPS]

[ALARM STOPS]

[BUBBLING SOUND]

[DOOR CREEKS OPEN]

ELIZABETH:
Yeah, go and

load it up, babe. I'm hungry.

- JOHN:
Yeah?

- JOHN:
Yeah.

JOHN:
You didn't eat

much lunch today, did ya?

ELIZABETH:
No.

- You hungry, boys?

- Yeah.

Okay, who wants a bit of mash?

Yeah.

Is that enough for you or

you want some more?

- More.

- More.

- Please.

- Good manners, mate.

- That'll do.

- That'll do?

- What about you?

- I'll have some. Just a bit.

JOHN:
I'm going to need

some help tomorrow with umm...

with some stuff out the back,

boys, alright?

JAMIE:
Ah-hmm.

JOHN:
We're going to move some

rubbish in some bags.

Alright?

- NICHOLAS:
Yep.

- ALEX:
Yeah.

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