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He looks real.

He's too real.

- Introduce me.

- No. Not him.

He seems very what-you-see-is-what-you-get.

Yeah, that's all you get.

That's all I want. No secrets.

No skeletons.

No brains?

Perfect.

He has sex with sheep.

I've done worse.

What do you want? I'm busy.

Perth, eh?

Perth is a long way away.

Well, at least it's got real men.

Not like the pussies around here.

- I'm not a p*ssy, Mary.

- Did you speak?

No.

I mean, won't you be lonely, Mary?

All by yourself?

You could get a manager.

You know, someone who can protect you.

- Sparrow, go get a Biro.

- A Biro?

A Biro.

And then mark on your body

where you'd like me

to tear that new arsehole.

She is startin' to crack.

Thanks, beautiful.

You sure you're up for this, Podgie?

Don't panic, Michelle, all right?

I've got bloody

vitamin supplements, stethoscope.

Skull! Skull! Skull!

Skull! Skull! Skull! Skull! Skull! Skull!

Right-o. Next can.

I've never been overseas. Must be exciting.

Yeah. Well, wouldn't be as cray-cray

as what you're used to.

Your dress is mint.

- It's smokin'. It's hot.

- Really?

It's babelicious.

- Babelicious?

- Absolutes.

- Cheers.

- Cheers.

Sheep, huh?

Wouldn't have thought a man like you

would ever get that desperate.

Sheep?

It's fine by me.

I'm very adventurous.

Listen, I know who you've been

talking to and...

You're really cut.

But not like gym cut. It's refreshing.

Be a darling, grab me a drink. Rum.

Hold the olive.

Look, I'm sorry. You're not my type.

But I'm everyone's type.

So, basically,

things can get pretty extreme up there.

There's a lot of pressure. Lives at stake.

Kinda like robbing banks.

- What?

- Look, it's fine.

I heard all about it.

You're a bit of a firecracker.

Excuse me a minute,

I have to go and kill someone.

Busy girl. How you doing?

- Hey!

- Armed robbery?

I don't remember what I said exactly,

but the conversation

was frank and wide-ranging.

The deal was to set me up,

not shoot me in the foot.

And the sheep thing?

That's your idea of being my wingman?

Blimey! Heels! Ow!

Just a minute, jackeroo.

Why did you try to ruin my chances?

Why'd you ruin mine?

Jealous?

When it comes to me and girls,

you've always been a spanner in the works.

Now I see why.

You don't need my help.

Don't you sheepdog me.

I should've seen it. There it was.

All the time.

A flicker.

Get out of my way.

Now I'm thinking about that day at the dam.

When we were little.

You saved me from drowning,

and as I lay there,

you kissed me.

I was giving you oxygen!

- Whatever it was, it worked.

- I was giving you oxygen!

- Billy!

- Admit it. You like me.

I don't go for cowboys.

Why do you spend so much time with them?

I swear I'll kick you in the gonads.

More dirty talk.

You're not my type.

So, you won't mind if I stand this close.

Stand where you want, Princess.

Or this close?

You're out of your mind.

Not even...

This close?

The closer you get, the less I like you.

- This is weird.

- Yeah, it is.

But maybe we could get used to it.

I dunno, maybe if you stay.

Is this your plan b?

Am I supposed to go weak at the brain

'cause we kiss?

- You're a snake.

- I didn't plan this.

You know I don't plan anything.

God.

It was more than oxygen.

I should've saved my breath.

I'm thumpin' undies, boys.

- I gotta go first.

- It's me first.

Don't...

- It's me first.

- Stop screwin' around.

Knock it off!

Sorry, fellas. That is how I rock and roll.

Sh*t.

Sh*t.

Toilet's broken.

- He kissed me.

- He what?

Wait. So he just grabbed you and

kissed you, right out of the blue?

No, not really.

- You kissed him?

- No, it just sort of...

I mean, one second we were talking and...

We were talking...

God! Are you bastards

putting each other off?

Here, come with me.

Could you just tell me who kissed who?

He did, all right? He did.

Get off my tits.

He only did it to make me stay.

Dirty dog. Hang on...

Maybe he's always had the hots for you.

- What?

- Well...

He's not a great communicator.

He tried to kill me today.

Maybe that's how he shows affection.

I could've wrung his neck.

And that is how you show yours.

I'm just going to pretend

he never kissed me.

Luce, you gotta ask yourself.

Was the kiss any good?

You're not leaving?

Nah. We're going another round.

That's the spirit.

Lots of guys here tonight.

Ya feelin' lucky?

Hell no.

Don't say that.

Your prince will come.

And when he does,

don't let anyone else come between you.

He's your man and you're his woman.

Mary, you just need someone

that sees the real you.

You think my face is ugly.

Cut that out!

You are a diamond in the rough.

Too rough.

Look, there's gotta be

at least one boy you like here.

Did I miss something?

Sorry?

Are there, like, bush rules?

Some strange "bush" way of communicating,

because in civilization,

it sounded like you snubbed me.

What if I did?

Well, forgive me if I'm a bit confused.

Do you have a problem with your eyesight?

Nope.

- What, are you married?

- Hell no.

Gay?

Are these trick questions?

Look, I think we got off

on the wrong foot here.

You seem like a genuine guy.

Up front. Down to earth.

How could anyone resist?

Sh*t.

Hey, wait. Lucy.

Look, I was just pissed off

and she was there and,

I dunno...

- Why did you kiss me?

- Hang on, you kissed me.

- No way!

- Nah.

You can't deny there was a bit

of licky-nibbly from your side.

Bullshit.

So what, you thought

you'd just mess with my head

before you run away?

And you thought you'd just mess with mine

so I wouldn't?

Hey, it's the circle-work dude.

- You're out of control.

- Yeah.

What a team.

Hey, how do I smell?

Like I feel.

Shickety.

Me and Mary,

we just started gettin' our mojo.

Yeah, right.

No, no, serious, you know, we talked.

We really connected.

And when it comes to Mary,

I'm telling you, I've got the magic touch.

So it's all working out for sparrow McGee.

Yeah, but she's moving to Perth.

What do you reckon? Should I go with her?

What?

To manage her wrestling career.

That'd be right. Another rat off the ship.

What's wrong with everyone?

Suddenly the country's

not good enough for ya.

You're chuckin' all this

away, and for what?

You're all bloody traitors.

You haven't even told Mary how you feel,

'cause you're piss weak.

Hey, don't say that.

Piss weak.

Hey, you shouldn't say things like that.

You know, you're my best mate.

Mates don't say things like that. Mates...

Fly away, sparrow.

Fly away and don't come back.

You know, I'm sick of being stuck

in the back of a Ute.

But you want to stay here forever

and now I know why.

'Cause you're scared, Billy.

You're scared, not me.

You're my best mate.

I dunno what I'd do without ya.

You're a deadset bloody legend.

- You are.

- No, mate, you are.

You are.

What?

You're a deadset bloody legend.

No, mate, you are, mate.

- No, you are.

- Nah.

You... you are.

I see the good in you, turps.

Not many others can, but I do.

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