The Delinquents Page #4

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the court's wishes. Put down that cup.

Your definition?

Lucky the world isn't made according to your definiton,

'cause it would be an ugly one.

With all your cakes and frocks

and olives but no love.

'Cause love the thing you fear most, isn't it?

You're afraid of it, you try and kill it in other people,

But you can't stop people

from loving each other!

You can throw away Brownie's letters but

you can't keep him from me,'cause he's IN me!

You wouldn't understand.

There's no love in you!

You're angry now,

but in time you'll understand.

I'm leaving!

You're not allowed.

Move.

I did it for you.

Oh!

Here! You had such fun running this up on your nice

little electric machine that goes frontwards and backwards

and sideways and all around the town and buttonholes

and god knows what other sh*t!!

Well, you can stick your stupid little frock!

Going back on the streets again?

Anywhere's better than here!

Yes? Hello?

Mum?

Mum, it's Lola here.

Lola? Where is she?

No, Mum, I'm here.

I need some help.

No...

Lola isn't here.

Dammit, Mum, this IS Lola!

Sober up, for Christ's sakes!

Aagh!

I just hope he got my letters.

He'll understand.

How does it feel?

A bit better.

Thanks.

Don't worry about Brownie -

sailors always come back.

Lyle, sometimes you're that

stupid, it amazes me.

Time us two went to bed.

We're going for a job tomorrow.

'Night.

'Night.

Wave goodnight to Aunty Lola.

She can say 'Mama' and 'Dada'.

I wish she could say 'Daddy-o'.

See you in the morning.

You've got a good man there.

The poor sod's hopelessly

in love with me.

What will you do now?

I don't know.

Go to Sydney, I guess.

I've got to find Brownie.

Want to know something funny?

What?

Today's my birthday.

Did you make a wish?

Yep.

Cheers.

We have courses in dressmaking,

nursing, weaving, hairdressing.

We also have commercial courses.

I'd really like to learn the guitar.

Typing is more useful.

Might be useful when I write my book

about cops and social workers.

It's called 'Bastards I Have Known'.

Girls smarter and tougher than you

haven't got the better of me.

You'll be here for 12 months.

It's up to you.

I saw you!

It was already like that!

You liar!

Look what I've found.

You know you're not supposed to...

I mightn't be back for months.

I've got to see her. Understand me?

They're not my rules. Visit on Sunday.

Aw! Just this once, please!

No.

What do you want from us, huh?

B*tch!

Ring the alarm!

Well, Lola,

how are you feeling today?

Do we know where we are?

Yes, Matron.

Do we know

what special day this is?

It's my 18th birthday.

That's right, Lola.

It's your 18th birthday.

How would you like to celebrate it?

I'd like to live to see 19.

Very clever, Lola.

I hope for your sake it comes true.

You've only two more weeks left

of your sentence here.

I trust they'll go quietly.

Happy birthday, Lola.

Lyle!

Mavis!

Look what I brought home!

Well, look at this!

Lola!

Oh, Mavis!

You're not pregnant AGAIN!

Just my luck to marry a bleedin' rabbit!

It was a horrible place.

Shh. We're together now.

Brownie?

I never want us to be apart again.

Ever.

Promise me we'll always stay together.

Of course.

I don't think you understand

what being together means.

Lola?

Wherever I am, I still love you.

That's not enough anymore.

The only way we'll survive

is if we stay together.

I'm not cut out to be a sailor's girl.

I don't have the dream you do.

But we were going to see the world

together. Remember? Fast and free.

I've changed.

I'm sick of the world

kicking me in the face.

Brownie, we've always done

what YOU wanted.

Now I have to do what's best for me.

She wants me to give up the sea

and stay with her.

I love her so much.

I miss her when

I'm away from her, but...

Well, I've been where

you're standing now.

I chose the sea

and I don't regret it one little bit.

Something to remember, Brownie -

if you feel any resentment towards

Lola for making you a landlubber,

you'll end up hating each other's guts.

Same goes for the sea.

You're a born sailor, kid.

She's started labour.

What's happening?

There's complications -

they'll have to operate.

Mavis.

Lyle isn't a very strong man.

If anything happens to me...

Mavis, don't be silly.

We'll just stick together.

Stay with me, darling.

I'm right here, love.

I'm OK with you.

I got your note.

How is she?

They had to operate.

The baby died.

She wants to see you.

Can't bear it.

It's alright.

Are you staying in Brisbane

for a while?

I don't know.

I don't know

what our next step is.

How's it going?

OK.

I might be going back

to Bundaberg, though.

Well, Mr Blackmore,

the child looks very nice

and clean and healthy.

Your wife obviously cared for her.

The State will ensure that she'll be well

looked after. You can visit her regularly.

Our visiting privileges

are very generous.

But I love her

and I intend to care for her.

But you're unemployed,

Mr Blackmore,

and your employment history

is patchy.

We'll take care of her.

Are you working now, Miss?

I provide for her.

But you're not married, I think.

That's none of your business.

We place the child's welfare

above all else.

That includes moral welfare.

Unfortunately, the poor little thing

has no suitable relatives.

If we were married?

The Department would take

a different view.

Well, I think that's everything.

You can bring Sharon Faylene

to my office tomorrow afternoon.

Or an officer will call...

I'll fetch her to you.

I love you, Brownie.

As much as ever.

I love you too.

Coming aboard?

He'll be back.

He's a sailor, is Brownie.

He wasn't a sailor when we fell in love.

Are you off too?

I've got to leave.

Everything reminds me of Mavis.

Where will you go?

Mount Isa first - there's jobs there.

When I've made some cash I'll move on.

I'll see the world, if I do nothing else.

I'll never marry again.

No, I don't think you will.

Lola?

Will you take her

to the welfare place?

I don't think I can do it.

I'll write.

Good luck.

And you too.

You're not going in for neglect,

that's for sure.

They look after you in those places.

You'll have a good time, won't you?

Come on.

Hey, taxi!

Taxi!

Taxi!

Lola?

What are you doing?

Lola!

Lucille, you won't do

your sister's will

Lucille, you won't do your sister's will

She may now be married,

but I love her still

Lucille, please come back

where you belong

Lucille, please come back

where you belong

I'll be good to you, baby,

please don't leave me alone

I woke up this morning

Lucille was not in sight

I asked my friends about her

but all their lips were tight

Lucille, please come back

where you belong

I'll be good to you, baby,

please don't leave me alone

I woke up this morning

Lucille was not in sight

I asked my friends about her

but all their lips were tight

Lucille, please come back

where you belong

I'll be good to you, baby,

please don't leave me alone

Lucille, baby, satisfy my heart

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