The Man Who Sued God Page #5

This isn't a benefit for the legal profession.

- Who's picking up the bill?

- You are, and anyone else who wants to contribute.

Is this a political mass campaign?

This is a legal action.

A strangely affordable one.

Before this,

these people will keep you in court

Until you're old, frail, sick, dead,

whatever comes first.

But you're stuffed anyway.

Now at least you have a fighting chance.

- That's ridiculous. Anyway, he's the Church's problem.

- You think so?

If he wins and they lose, who do you

think the churches are gonna come after?

What do we do then?

Nothing much, just prove God exists.

As the suit against God gathers momentum

religious groups around the country

are gathering to make their voices heard.

With some experts predicting

that if the action is successful,

the consequences will be profound, not only for

the Church, but for the global insurance industry.

In these most troubling and perplexing times,

may you bring to your humble servants...

What are the others doing about it?

They're all praying.

They should be praying for better lawyers.

We are looking at almost 800 co-plaintiffs

and a final pay-out of $550 million.

There has been a backlash against the outspoken

Mr. Myers from conservative Christian groups

who are urging their followers to peacefully

protest against him and his supporters.

These people are not returning my calls.

Is there anyone else I can ring?

I have no idea.

Could you give me ten minutes?

- I found some here I think we might call.

- Hold that thought, I promise I'll get back to you.

- What was the name of that insurance agent you wanted?

- Ask her. She knows all the names, all the people.

Who ordered this?

Quiet!

I need help.

- Forget it.

- How? There are people depending on me.

- You're dead right there are.

- Did you mention a drink, by the way?

You could have stayed down in that little town,

made a perfectly good living

from drafting or conveyancing,

But no, not you.

You're too good for the law.

Instead you become a bloody fisherman,

like some creeping Jesus.

Wasn't Jesus a carpenter?

Then the prodigal son

returns to the wicked city,

the great human rights crusader,

to take on Gerry Ryan?!

I get it. Jealousy.

Everybody needs a hobby.

Don't you talk to me about a hobby.

Your whole bloody life's been a hobby.

I came here for your help.

I want you on my side.

Join Steve Myers

in his lunatic unwinable case

so he can spend the rest

of his life fighting countersuits?

Join in the public humiliation?

No way.

You brought this on, and now maybe

you'll get the kick in the arse...

- You should have had when you...

- When I was what?

When you were ten.

When you were born.

- What the hell has happened out there?

- What are you doing here?

I thought I'd catch up on a couple of

people I used to know in a previous life.

- Daddy.

- My sweetheart.

- What's happened?

- We were attacked by a bunch of loonies,

And they smashed the shower-blocks,

and they knocked over the empty...

They poisoned the water and I almost drank it.

Arthur did, and he was really sick.

We have to talk.

The bank rang.

We can't pay our loan.

We made one payment,

but we can't pay any more.

The caravan park's a miss. The insurance

company is giving us the run-around.

There's no money coming in.

- I'll see what I can do.

- Oh, you will, will you?

- David says you had an offer.

- Who told him that?

Why didn't you tell us? That was our

money and you turned it down.

You turned it down.

- I have a plan.

- We've got a plan. Let me tell you the plan for once.

We're gonna sell-up.

We can get something cheaper in Perth.

My family's there.

They're gonna help out.

- How am I supposed to see Rebecca?

- I'm not going to Perth.

We don't have a choice.

Do you know what we need, Arthur?

Some kind of sign.

What do you reckon?

No. I didn't think so.

Let's go.

I'm sorry, it's very late.

- Give it a good push forward.

- That's a good idea.

- There's a handle somewhere.

- What does it look like?

It looks like a handle, funnily enough.

That's it.

I'll just get the sheets.

I thought I might go see Ryan.

He may have a family. He may understand.

If Ryan thinks he's got you on a spit, he's just

gonna enjoy all the more watching you squirm.

When I was about ten

our house burned down,

and the insurance company wouldn't pay.

It wrecked the family.

My father, he was a salesman,

he was never home much anyway, but...

After that he went away a lot,

and he stayed away.

When he did come home it was even worse.

What I'm saying is...

Look, no visible scars.

I know what you're going through.

You can't, if you don't have a child.

I'm sorry, but you can't.

No, but I was a child.

I've survived in a fashion.

I can't be separated from her.

No, you can't.

I don't know what to do.

Don't know what to think.

Your bed's made.

- I believe in you.

- You do?

They will too.

- Good night.

- Good night.

The Greeks would say the gods were

holding it aransom, wouldn't they?

Testing you from your doubt.

Bastards.

I wrote 2.000 words of

professional reportage,

you reduce it to 800 words of twaddle

and bury it on a crossword page.

- I don't think it was objective...

- Bullshit!

- Who's got to you, Hal?

- Be very careful.

The Greeks would say the gods were holding us to

ransom. They're testing us, filling us with doubt.

The Greeks are bastards.

Hello? Hello?

You're very real.

That's kind of unusual.

I like it.

It's kind of exhilarating.

F***. I don't believe it.

Stop the car.

Pull over here.

It will be worth your while,

I promise you.

Excuse me, gentlemen.

Do you mind if I borrow this?

It's still alive!

This fish has more decency in its arsehole

than you'll ever have in your entire body.

And you, my so-called brother!

You bloody hypocrite!

How could you sit here paddling

in the ooze with this bucket of slime!?

I'll see you both in court.

Who are you f***ing looking at?

You have invested me with

a very grave responsibility.

If we lose,

the Church will never again be safe.

It is not a matter for compromise

It's not even a matter of money.

Though, if you lose,

within a year you'll be penniless.

Lose, and in this cynical, mercenary age

you'll never be credible again.

If the churches lose

they'll hold you responsible.

'Act of God'? There'll be an endless cycle

of litigation and you will lose a lot of it.

I'll win this

And I know you won't forget

who saved your banquet.

- No turning back now, right?

- No turning back.

The feelings are running high as we

await the appearance of Steve Myers...

I have nothing to say.

No comments.

The Federal Court of Australia is now in session.

Be seated.

- If they're experts in acts of God...

- Then they must be experts in the ways of God.

Well said.

Mr. Havers, you've been an insurance

assessor with Monarch Alliance for...?

- Seven years.

- And it was you who came to inspect my boat.

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