The Dream Children Page #6
- Year:
- 2015
- 98 min
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Well, um, come and have
a drink with us, yeah?
Share your stories about
the life in the pearl
of the civilized world, eh?
Great.
OK.
Well, well.
Hm!
Any other travel secrets
you'd like to share?
Yeah, how is New York
at this time of year?
New York, New York!
Where else are you going?
Bahamas next?
[laughing]
God, what is wrong with
both of you tonight?
Come on, it's something.
Oh!
Shots, maybe?
God, Gus has got more life in
bed than both of you, honestly.
And that's after a few beers.
Like a bunch of dead fish.
Mm!
Bugger, don't worry about them.
So tell me more
about this dinner
party we're going to have.
Well, I was thinking
seafood-themed.
No!
I'm over seafood.
Let's do Greek.
[music fades]
[moaning on tv]
[baby crying]
Oh, f*** off.
F***, kid, if you
don't f***ing shut up,
I'll f***ing shut you up!
Never mind him, Jakey.
[baby crying]
[pounding on door]
I'm trying to
f***ing listen, kid!
I'm trying to f***ing listen!
F***ing shut up,
you f***ing kid!
What's the f***ing
matter with you?
F*** off!
F***ing mind your
own f***ing business!
[pounding on door] What is
your f***ing sh*t... f***ing
give him nothing!
F*** you, kid!
F*** and do that all
f***ing day, too, you know!
Leave him the f*** alone, Jakey!
I could f***ing do it all
f***ing day, longer than you,
you f***ing kid!
You f***ed up kid!
Whaa!
Whaa!
[whirring noise]
He's not going to let Sam
go for any single amount.
He's got the perfect
blackmail scenario now.
Each time he goes broke,
he's going to threaten
to tell the world about us.
I could f***ing kill the c*nt.
I will f***ing kill the c*nt.
Alex, listen.
I'll f***ing kill him.
It's not the end of the world.
I mean, we could take a break.
I... I could have a nervous
breakdown or something,
you know'?
We'll go away.
Why would you care?
You know, he stole our baby,
and you want to take a holiday?
I mean...
How could just say that?
You're the one that wants
to go off to the west indies!
He's my son!
Your son?
[stammers] Our son.
Don't you think I know that?
I don't know!
I've lost my son, too.
Oh, you didn't lose him.
No, no, no.
You paid that prick to take him.
You let him go, you
f***ing tipped like you
were tipping one of your
f***ing waiter friends
for good service.
- Oh, f*** you.
You're a f***ing joke.
F*** you!
You're a f***ing joke!
Nobody made him.
Nobody forced.
You did!
He wasn't even ours.
He was never ours.
I want you to leave.
Get out.
Get the f*** out!
[music playing]
[sobbing]
Hey, Kimber, sweetheart.
Me?
I want to get messy.
I want to get f***ed up.
[dance music]
[dramatic music]
[beeping]
[buzzer]
MAN (ON INTERCOM):
Yeah, come up.
[snorting]
What the f*** happened?
I've had a f*** few days.
Sit.
I don't think I
can go home tonight.
I... I don't think I can go home.
We had a fight.
[snorting]
Over what?
Family.
[scoffs] Oh, that one.
Yeah, always gives
me the twitch.
Me too.
[inaudible] I don't
know, I need more.
I just-I don't know.
Steven, it is OK to
not want to settle down.
OK'?
You are allowed to just
give a f*** about yourself.
I mean, babies
aren't for everyone.
We knew we had to be careful.
He should respect who you are.
F***ing Alex.
Hey!
Worry about you, mate.
[heavy breathing]
Listen, Tim...
What?
[struggling] Stop!
Stop!
F***... what the f***, Steven?
Get the... get the f*** out!
[door slams]
Morning.
I lost my keys.
Where'd you go last night?
No... don't tell me.
I'm sorry.
[ragged breathing]
[sobbing] I miss you both.
[tv static]
[nuzzling] There's
something I need you to do.
[inaudible] Hey, you
got to go for me.
I can't go to them, Jakey.
[Sighs]
I can't.
[inaudible]
No!
[slap]
[interposing voices]
I'll f***ing do it!
I'll find a guy and I'll get
you a couple of hundred, easy!
F***ing [inaudible]
[screams] [crying]
F*** you!
You f***ing will!
You'll tell them all
your f***ing troubles!
I swear!
You f***ing did that
once before, remember?
(CRYING) I swear I'll
just get the money!
F*** off.
Just get the...
Listen to me, don't
f***ing hit me, b*tch.
Eh'?
You f***ing hit me'?
F***ing try.
(LOUDLY) F***ing try it again!
F***ing try it again!
As if I want f***ing petty cash.
Does it f***ing
look like I want it?
I want $100,000 f***ing dollars.
[sobbing]
I want $100,000-
How the f***...
dollars!
Don't f***ing [inaudible] back.
I want 100 grand...
How the f*** am I meant
to ask for that much money?
By f***ing tomorrow.
(SOBBING) What if they
don't give it to me?
Jakey, what if they
don't give it to me?
[sobbing]
What did we get the kid for?
What did we get the kid for?
What did we get the kid for?
Hey, Sammy'.!
[giggling] What did we get
the f***ing kid for, eh?
What the f*** did
we get him for?
All right, Jakie, Jakie.
I'll go, I'll go, I'll go.
I've got to take, Jake.
I've got to take him.
I've got to take-I've got
to take Sammy with me... I...
You f***ing won't take him!
I have to take him with me,
otherwise they won't give me...
You f***ing won't f***ing
take him with you!
You f***ing b*tch!
You f***ing don't come back!
You f***ing don't come back
or I'll f***ing stitch him...
[screaming]
[inaudible]
Please don't hurt him!
Into Sam.
I'll f***ing stick one into you.
If you don't f***ing
come back, I'll
f***ing [inaudible] All right?
OK'?
[screaming] Stop it, please!
You f***ing [inaudible]
[static]
[interposing voices]
[static gets louder]
[scream]
Oy, squid lips, get your
hand off it, we're on.
F*** me, Kimber!
You're going to force
us into a later time
slot dressed like that.
I love it!
Well, if you think
it's too much,
maybe you should come
and dress me next time.
Well, unfortunately, my
specialty is undressing,
isn't it, sweetheart'?
Hm, that works as well.
No thanks.
[squeaking]
Come on, you don't
need to go, eh?
[baby toy]
Where you going to go?
Come on.
(SOOTHINGLY) Hey, hey, hey.
[inaudible]
[baby cooing]
(SOFTLY) Come on.
[inaudible]
Come on.
All right.
Mm.
[baby cooing]
[sobbing]
It's OK, Jakey.
We have exclusive uncensored
footage of Steven Evans'
wild sex romp in Melbourne
that everybody's talking about
and that Channel 4
didn't want you to see.
Let's take a look.
[moaning]
You never know who's
going to be watching.
F***ing bullshit!
F*** you!
F*** you!
[music playing]
[baby crying]
[voices on tv]
What the f***?
How the f***'?
How did you f***ing get that?
Holy sh*t!
Shut up, Sammy.
Don't worry, baby.
It'll be all right.
[baby crying]
NARRATOR (ON TV): The embryo
is now starting to take shape.
F***.
F***ing [inaudible].
NARRATOR (ON TV): The
top... The trunk of the body
stretches down below.
The head doesn't look
much like a head yet.
But at day 15, nerve
cells begin to form
in what will become
the brain, as
well as in the spinal column...
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