The Nothing Men Page #3

last two years Jack.

The coach believes he'll play

for Australia one day.

Let him play such a sissy game

like f***ing soccer.

Should be ashamed of yourself.

He loves it. If he wants to

play soccer, I'll let him.

What if he wanted to do ballet

or something?

Let him do that? Of course

I would. I mean, if that's what

he wants. I love him.

Well, soccer is not far off

ballet.

So my next question is what

would you do if you caught

him being hit up the backside

from another bloke?

What do you mean?

Planted. Potted.

F***ed.

So, you're asking me what would

I do if my son was homosexual?

I love my son very much. If he was

homosexual, so what? He's still my son.

Alright then.

Alright then, say supposing

your son was

ready for the redundancy after twenty

years and the timing was perfect for

him to take it, but then some

snitching a**hole came along

and got him falsely fired before

he was able to receive it.

How would you feel about that?

I'd feel very disappointed for

him.

Twenty years is a long time

for... Oh that's disgusting.

That's disgusting.

(Gagging) Oh man, I got a back

log.

You got a log up your back.

Something crawled up his ass

and died.

(String music)

(String music)

(Squirting) A day and a half and I've had a

gut full and a half of this prick already.

Mister f***ing personal. I like

him.

You would Wes.

You've done nothing but kiss

his ass since he got here.

No Jack. I haven't.

All I've done is play him in

chess.

What's wrong with that?

Everything.

He's responsible for getting people

sacked and you're sucking up to him.

Why would I do that?

Because he's a f***ing spy and you

want your money. I don't think he is.

Bullshit.

Bullshit. He walks right in

here, has a look around,

makes a phone call and takes off for lunch.

What's that if it's not a spy? And

he has permission from management.

Anyone tell us why he's going

home if that's where he goes?

And how do we know he hasn't

lagged on us for trying

to turn shitty ass into a girl.

Alright, so we don't.

I'm treating him like I treat

everyone else.

Look, well I'm not getting any one

dictate my behavior. He can get f***ed.

He dictated the minute he first turned up.

Soon as he walked in. Bullshit.

Just be yourselves. Just sit here till

three thirty like we do every day

and go home.

What's so hard about that? The

man is right Jack.

What's the use in worrying

about it?

Let's just be cool and save the time out.

You haven't been here fifteen years.

You're not getting as much as me.

Getting plenty Des. Just ask Louise.

You don't think you're the only one f***ing

her, do you? She's probably been shared.

You know what it's like to share,

don't you Des? What did you say?

I said the bloke on the street loves

when you share. (Slam) Get off him.

You dick head. F***ing stop.

Stop carrying on. That's

enough, alright. That'll do it.

Jesus, Des. You can't lose it

every time.

You keep telling everyone. I haven't

told anyone about Jeannine, have I?

Who's Jeannine? Jack's

14-year-old pregnant daughter.

(Slam) You bastard.

I'll kill you you wanker. Boys.

F***. (Slam)

Alright boys. That'll due for

scrum practice

today. More training

afterwards. Where's the ball?

We'll have a game of touch

after work, alright?

Alright Des? Yep.

(Soft music)

(Soft music)

(Soft music)

(Soft music)

(Ominous music)

They call him Percy.

They found out that he was at King's Grove

a week before he was transferred here.

And during that week, the man

was sacked.

Can't Percy find out who he is?

He's been trying.

A lot of f***ing secrecy going

on.

So, how's this work David. Are

the men OK?

So far, Mister Henry.

Percy Evans from middle management

called it Jack's workshop. The foreman.

Not for much longer. When this

is finished,

your bonus will be waiting.

(Traffic)

Oh I'm sorry.

Come on Wesley. Your turn.

It doesn't matter who he is.

If just sit here without casting dispersions

on each other, everything will be fine.

Dispersions. What the f*** does

that mean?

There has been more fighting going on

here since he arrived then ever before.

Why don't we just ask him if he's a spy?

Don't be a d*ckhead. He won't tell us.

Spies. Spies.

Sit here like a scorpion. What

do you think Wes?

Just be nice to each other. I'm

sick of being nice.

So am I. It's not for much

longer.

Get some good night choice.

(Ticking)

(Dripping)

(Ticking)

(Slam)

Spies can start when they like,

hey?

Morning everybody. Morning

Dave. Wesley.

Ah, you're all set up.

I have some business to attend

to. That's OK.

Something wrong Wesley?

No, just had a big night. Me

too.

I took Garreth to the theater

last night.

We saw Julius Caesar. He loves

Shakespeare.

He can recite whole passages by heart.

I've been teaching him since he was seven.

Shouldn't boast. It's terrible when you

only have one child. You think he's the

greatest. I actually played

Cassius in school.

Ah, the villainous Cassius.

I know that virtue being you

Brutus as well as I do know

your outward favor. What a

great speech.

The way he plants the seeds of

suspicions in Brutus's mind.

It's ticking.

(Soft music)

We are headed for stalemate.

Sorry Wesley, we were talking

about books.

Yeah, I was just saying that I

enjoy reading autobiographies.

I remember the first one I ever

read.

Errol Flynn's My Wicked Wicked

Ways.

(Honking)

It's that time already. I'll

see you after lunch.

Yes.

Hey. Hey Simon. What would you

like?

Uh, Rahman sauce. That's all?

That's it.

I told Vince I could

need some pie. Some pie?

(Engine)

Where do you really go a**hole? I

just can't wait until it's over.

Saw that guy at the head office

the other day.

You did? Yeah.

Who is he? That's what we want

to know.

Did you hear that Jack?

What? Louise saw David at the

head office.

Knew it. What are we gonna do

now?

He's a f***ing spy alright.

I'll shoot the c*nt.

He will lose us. I'll break his

f***ing back.

What's happened? David was seen

at the head office.

How do you f***ing like that?

I think he's a good guy. Well,

f*** him. F*** him.

F*** them. F*** them.

Wesley, I'm not an authority on

religion.

But I do know that each one has

their own mythology on its origin.

I mean, it's quite interesting

when you read the contrasting

customs of the different

religions from the world.

I think we all believe in the

same god.

What causes our religious

beliefs? Reactionaries.

I think we all started out the

same.

Each generation goes by.

Other aspects which differ

then the original beliefs

and to some people, difference is a threat.

It's interesting. I think that it's

very positive that religion can change

with times. And when religion

becomes a big part of your life

and your beliefs, you don't want people

coming along and changing the written

law of those beliefs.

At our local church, we all feel

strongly about our existence.

F*** all this bible bashing

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