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And now, you've got some flick-knob idea

to go flouncing off and play soldiers?

- Flouncing?

- Totes, rooter.

How am I supposed to run my classes

if we leave town?

My boxercise, my jazzercise, my yogacise?

All my sizes.

And what about Taylah, JJ?

What about the great dreams

that she had for her future,

for her life?

Yeah, I was gonna...

She had plans, JJ, trust me.

Babe, we did it to make you happy.

It didn't work. We're done.

What's that mean?

It means, go find some chicks

who don't mind being treated like sh*t.

We're gonna find guys

who don't mind being treated like sh*t.

- Merline?

- Forget it, rooter.

You should've asked me.

Baby, please, c'mon.

Get outta here, tubby.

- Hey, ladies...

- Go. Just go.

Go!

Well, that, gents, is how you dump a woman.

Eye of the tiger, Podge.

No guts, no glory. Live the dream.

I'll do it, Michelle.

Focus, Podge. You're lookin'

excellence right in the face.

Jeez, you look sexy, 'Chelle.

Thanks, Podge.

Enough of that.

I'm just thinking of our baby.

Little Podge.

Hey, honeybear, we should have a talk.

Michelle, do you mind? Podge has to focus.

Focus?

On getting pissed?

This young man is looking down the barrel

of the national b&s ball

beer-drinking record.

Me and Podge, we really have to talk.

Michelle, please...

If Podge doesn't drink the record tonight,

he's just another loser

- with a drinking problem.

- Loser?

You seen tubby?

Billy, can you talk to these boys?

You going for the record, Podge?

He's seizing the dream.

- Good on ya, Podge.

- Thanks, mate.

What? What...

- No guts, no glory.

- You all right, 'Chelle?

- Yeah, I'm fine.

- She's fine.

You sure, babe?

Be careful, hon.

Come on, fellows. Don't go soft on me now.

Tubby!

Bless my soul.

Billy Brandish,

you inordinate pile of dogshit.

Listen, tubby...

And you've brought your lovely fiance.

Hello, prick-sniffers.

- Little arsehole.

- No, thanks, tubby,

- I've already eaten.

- Shut up.

Tubby,

Lucy is moving to Sydney.

- What?

- Tomorrow.

Big deal.

The boys and I just got dumped

because we joined the army.

She's serious. She's breaking up the team.

You what?

We're joining the army.

Well, the girls repeatedly told us to get

off welfare and get our act together.

You joined the army?

Yeah.

First Podge's brother leaves.

Then rooter's. Now Lucy. And you?

Well, you'd be welcome to join us, bill.

Can't be Peter Pan forever, mate.

You've already got enough recruits.

You lot get your own guns?

Sparrow!

Coming, Billy.

Us girls got to stick together now.

Help each other.

Can't be relying on

any of them nuff-nuffs anymore.

What about men?

We get new men.

Better men. Sophisticated.

Are you sure you're not over-reacting?

Yeah, Shazza,

where am I ever gonna find another JJ?

Are you kidding me?

Any girl who can get her picture

on the cover of babes and bows

is gonna have no problem

pulling in the guys.

You got in?

I got fifty bucks.

Yeah. See?

And check this out...

Sealed section.

I can't do that.

Come on.

You've got the prince of Monaco.

He's just a Facebook friend.

The prince of Monaco?

It's nothing special.

I just say, "what are you doing?"

And he says,

"not much, what are you doing?"

And I say, "not much,

what are you doing..."

The prince of Monaco. Panting like a dog.

New men.

- Yeah.

- Sophisticated.

Sophisticated.

F***in' oath.

You've always hated the bush,

but here you are,

taking us to a ball in a shed.

I told you, little brother,

I'm here to find me a man.

Dig the cars, though.

They're mint.

Are you sure you're not adopted?

And the girls, too, hey, sis.

Earthy. Easy.

I've done easy. Too much easy.

I'm done with easy. I want real.

Hello.

Just stay close.

Nic!

We could put gravel in her gas tank.

She's got a lock on it.

Or we could cut her fan belt.

She'll have a spare.

You could break her leg again.

That wasn't me. It was the bull.

Come on. Don't blame bignuts.

You're the one that got him all riled up.

What are we gonna do, Billy?

Whatever it takes.

I love Merline.

What am I gonna do without Merline?

Rooter, no!

We got to stick to the plan.

But what about the girls?

Mate, you heard 'em.

The girls are out there,

hunting for new men.

We gotta do the same.

I don't like men.

- Okay. Pick a frock.

- Yeah.

When we're done with you, even Billy

brandish will notice you're a girl.

You know he's gonna pull out

all the stops to keep you here.

Let him try.

He'll be f***ed without you.

He'll be fine.

- 'Course, he'll be fine.

- Fine.

Yeah, fine, in a totally f***ed way.

Maybe I should stick

with my old boots, old jeans...

Hello, pretty piece of nonsense.

Totes.

I wanna play with his mouth.

Frock me.

All right now, knob.

Let's get you looking good for the ball.

Beautiful.

Good girl.

Hello, good to see you again.

- Get your tickets ready when you can.

- Pardon me.

This is ball committee, coming through.

We just got to sort something out

up in the front.

Ball committee, coming through.

- Official business. Make way, please.

- G'day, Andy.

Hello. Good to see you again.

Ball committee, coming through.

Here we are.

Easy-peasy.

Don't peak too early.

I've been thinking, Billy.

I'm moving on.

What? Where?

Mary.

She's a mountain of a woman

and I can't climb that mountain.

So, I'm moving on.

Sparrow, you haven't been there yet.

I love her like a barrel of biscuits.

Always have. Ever since kindergarten.

You know, that day she tied my bootlaces...

She's my woman and I'm her man.

Are you ever gonna mention it to her?

Look, she needs someone with a firm hand.

Someone who can stand up to her.

I'm too sensitive.

- So, you're moving on?

- Yeah!

- From where you haven't been?

- Yeah.

- Again?

- Abso-finger-lickin'-lutely.

Sparrow...

Look, I don't care if she begs me.

- Mate...

- You know, she can beg me.

She can grab me in a sugar hold

and say, "take me, big fella,

take me to sparrow town."

- G'day, Mary.

- Mary!

Who's talking?

Yeah. Good one, Mary.

Rubbers.

Rubber.

- Thanks, Mary.

- Shut up.

You look great tonight, Mary.

Well, bugger me, it's a shaved monkey.

Beautiful dress.

- Be nice.

- No, no, I mean it.

No, I'm serious. You... you look pretty.

And you do a great job

with security, you know.

Everybody's always saying,

you know, you know...

About you, "Mary, whoa!"

We all feel very secure, very secure.

- Sparrow...

- Yes?

You've got about three seconds

before I kick your nuts so high,

people are gonna think

you're blowing hairy little bubbles.

Right.

- Cheers!

- Yeah!

Have a look at you.

Drinking like a soldier.

Soldier?

Tubby, if you want to get corn-holed

and killed,

join the football team.

Come, bill, it's about time

we showed a little get up and go.

- We're gonna learn a trade.

- A trade?

You've got a trade.

Doing what?

Mate, all I do is chase around cattle

all day, rooter cuts their balls off,

and JJ...

F***, we don't even know what JJ does.

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