Son of a Gun Page #2

- Do it. Just do it!

- Just stop there, man.

Hey, your old lady

still sucking cock?

I haven't eat'n your missus out

for a week.

Yeah?

F***'s going on?

Open the yard door.

Open the f***ing door,

or I'll pop him!

- Just open the door.

- Calm down.

I'll f***ing pop him! Do it!

Go, go, go!

We have a hostage situation.

Get the f***ing keys!

- Get the f***ing keys!

- They're stuck!

I'm f***ing trying!

Come on! Get it open!

Come on.

Where is he?

- I'm gonna f***ing...

- Where is he?

- He'll be here!

- Get down on the ground now!

You f***ing stay where you are!

Stay where you f***ing are!

Stay down, or I'll f***ing

pop him. Don't do it!

Put the gun down!

Stay down!

Open up on them!

Back off!

Whoo!

OMINOUS INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC

Put him on

the f***ing ground. Move!

- Come on!

- Get him down!

Let's go get a burger!

I'm assuming you chose this one

for the leather upholstery.

Come on, come on,

come on, come on.

How's this

f***ing thing...? Hey!

...minimise

exposure to the fumes.

In breaking news, the police

have released the identities

of three inmates who escaped

from the State's...

Here we are.

...maximum security prison

earlier today.

Notorious armed robbers

Brendan Lynch and Craig Sterling

and convicted rapist

Mervyn Rider,

who was sentenced to ten years

for the rape

of a Perth schoolgirl...

- ... the daring prison break...

- Did you know about that?

Told me it was GBH.

F***ing shitbag.

Here comes the fat f*** now.

Alright?

Yeah, I know that place.

Last time I bought

a takeaway there,

my mate found two big slugs

in his burger.

What, like garden slugs?

Garden. Outhouse.

Shithouse. How could you tell?

Get up.

You shouldn't have lied to us.

You're on your own now.

Tell them anything useful,

someone will be waiting for you

on the inside.

Come on, let's go. Other car.

Hey. Keys.

What do ya reckon?

Pretty sweet, eh?

Single entry. Too high to jump.

Something goes wrong,

we're sitting ducks.

We'll get some sheets,

tie 'em together

and hang 'em over the edge.

Have you seen what's out here?

I haven't had a f*** for six

years, mate. Relax. Have a beer.

- Here.

- Where's my suitcase?

FLAMENCO-STYLE GUITAR

Alright, Ken.

Still Sam's doorman, eh?

Dobrodoao, Brendan.

Wait here.

Jesus. You know much about art?

Don't f***ing touch that.

You know it's a waste

of f***ing time.

If it's worth anything,

you can't fence it.

Stick to cash and jewellery,

son.

Hey.

'Minister fears for his life. '

Come up.

Hey, I've found something

you'll like.

Do you know how much gold

is worth these days?

It's three times what it was

when you went inside.

And where does it all come from?

- Africa.

- Kalgoorlie.

Look, if it's a job, I'll have

to wait till the heat's off.

It can't wait.

And if you're not

going to do it,

then I can't tell you

what it is.

Nice try, Sam.

Or the seven-figure sum

involved.

What?

We're gonna go

after the supplier.

Go on.

The Gold Room will be holding

five or six bars.

That's 4.5 million

of portable, untraceable moolah

once we get it to Melbourne.

You said yourself, you might

as well be hung for a sheep

as for a goat.

No, I said if you're gonna

be hung for stealing a sheep,

you might as well f*** it,

as well.

Baa.

Hm?

It's about your fundraiser.

Sorry, I've gotta take this.

Yeah...

Look at you.

All f***ing grown up.

See yourself as a father-figure,

do you?

That's funny.

FLANGED ELECTRIC GUITAR

Tasha, come here.

Sometimes

I go down to the club

And see all the beautiful

people dancing all around

The pretty girls come up to me

And I don't know

what the f*** to do

TECHNO MUSIC:

Alright, mate.

You have a lighter?

I liked you better

without the jacket.

If you're trying to be one

of them, it doesn't suit you.

Maybe you could

take me shopping.

What, and buy you some taste?

- This one's off limits.

- Mind your own business, Josh.

Come on, Tash.

You know the rules.

- What d'ya think you're doing?

- Get off me!

F*** off!

What's he doing?

Help!

- Help!

- Take my hand!

- Take my hand!

- Swim! Swim!

F***ing hell.

- It was an accident.

- F***ing idiot!

- Hey!

- I'll f***ing kill you!

Always just blending in,

aren't you? Eh?

Where you going?

The party's just started!

Jump in.

ROMANTIC MUSIC:

Cheer up, you'll dry in no time.

Must be nice

not to worry about money.

Driving that car,

living in that big house.

Well, that was what I thought

in the beginning.

I'm not sleeping with him,

if that's what you're asking.

I never thought you were.

Not anymore.

If you're not sleeping with him,

why does he keep you around?

The same reason you bought

that dumb leather jacket -

thinks it makes him look good.

Check this out.

They're really good dumplings.

You have to try one.

Try.

Is it your first time?

Come on. Bit more higher up.

Relax. Relax the hand.

There you go, try now. OK?

- So how did he find you?

- He advertised on the internet.

They said it was easier to get a

visa if you're a student.

Work for two years, so you get

a certificate and a passport.

That's the theory.

Never saw anyone

get a passport yet.

Why do you stick around?

Why don't you just flog

the Porsche and drive to Broome?

He caught the last girl

who tried something like that.

A kitchen fire,

on the police report.

Is there anyone back home

who can help?

No.

How about your people?

Last time I was home,

my dad gave me this

as a Christmas present.

Well, at least

you have something

to remember him by, huh?

He should've taught you

how to swim, though.

Try your sticks again.

That's the first time

I've seen you laugh.

We have to go.

F***ing JR!

Did you give your ferret a run?

Huh?

Did you give your ferret a run?

Let me have a word with the boy,

will you, Sterlo?

Did you have a good night

last night, did you?

We ate dumplings.

Ate dumplings.

What else did you do?

Just dumplings.

- I told you, nothing happened.

- Yeah.

I know. If it had, Sam would've

made you both shark food by now.

Is that it? Can I...?

You listen to me. You listen

very f***ing carefully. Right?

You do not bend the rules

for a piece of skirt!

Now, you stop thinking

with your bloody dick,

and get with the program,

or you are f***ing out, right?

What's it gonna be?

Tell me right f***ing now.

I'm... I'm with the program.

Good.

Sam came through

with a new place.

- Sterlo!

- Yeah?

Sam came through

with a new place.

Good. This is better.

- Yeah. F***ing great.

- F***ing perfect.

MOODY INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC

How solid is the intel?

We've got security codes,

work rosters up the wazoo.

What about access IDs?

My inside man's gonna get

them once we've sorted the crew.

- So, are we on?

- We're on.

- Understood?

- OK, great.

There's about a dozen

panic buttons in the building.

The front door

cannot be circumnavigated,

no matter how hard

we huff and puff.

So we'll cut our way

in the night before.

It's important

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