Undead
Yes, yes, yes,
we take care of things here.
Well.
Well, well, well...
your family has left you with
a bit of a burden, haven't they?
A property, left to you.
You haven't got any brothers
or sisters, have you?
No, only child, very lucky.
Let me tell you something,
life is full of responsibilities...
miss chaplin.
When you inherited your
parents' property, their farm...
you inherited their responsibilities,
their debts, your debts!
Mate, that chick is a doll.
You know, she is like
untouched country.
No, mate, aggie is the boss here,
but she is on another call.
I can't stop apologizing
enough, i really can't.
Let me put you on to her nephew,
he's the other boss.
Phone.
Aggie whipple's charters,
wayne whipple speaking.
Yeah, mate.
We can fly you out there, it 's
dry this time of the year though.
I know the lake you're talking
about. What 's wrong with it?
reckons he was abducted.
No, that was months ago.
No, mate, i can assure you
there's no aliens up there.
No worries, whenever you want
to go, you pay me and i fly you.
No worries, mate. Alright buddy,
i'll talk to you on wednesday.
D*ckhead, don't be drawing
on my girl, alright?
We here at the firm we take no
pleasure in performing these tasks.
But you knew, you knew!
You knew of our strict policy
on failure of payment!
You failed us.
- Thanks.
- I'm sorry, is there anything...?
- He's the biggest arsehole ever.
- Excuse me?
Don't think because it 's your first
day, he's going to go easy on you.
to working in a bake shop...
than be that thing's partner.
Come on, constable, let 's go!
We haven't got all f***in' day!
There's a prang out on south road,
you can do your f***in' nails later!
Good luck.
Hi, gran, it 's me.
Rene, your granddaughter.
I'll be in the city tomorrow, okay?
All right?
I need to come and stay
with you for a while.
No, i can't stay here.
The farm is gone, gran.
I know mum and dad loved the place.
So did i.
Anyway, i'm getting a ride.
No, he's from the city.
Yeah, that agent guy.
Here she comes. I gotta go, mate.
I'll catch you later.
Rene!
All the way, rene, all the way.
Get it all sorted out?
Ok, let 's hit the road.
- Come on!
- Come on, kid!
Come on, kid, you nearly
got through me the last time.
By the way, ruthie...
tell george earl is taking
the boat out on sunday.
- That 's great.
- They might have a nice day.
- I'll tell him.
- Thank you. Bye bye. See you later.
We stay here or
we head up to oneawelly's dam.
- It 'll be just like last year, mate.
- Mate.
I can't go up to silverwood.
Ronnie is at silverwood.
Ronnie is at silverwood. Ronnie,
who didn't have the decency...
to return to me my prized mower.
You prick!
- Let 's go and see him.
- No, mate, no.
Are you all right?
Bugger me!
You call this a shortcut?
Stay here.
Can anyone hear me?
Don't you know how to drive,
you wankers?
You drive too close together...
Just some chick, mate,
I did what i could.
we can take?
- Sh*t!
- What?
We should have gone right back
No, you should
have flown us out, wayne.
falling from the sky, honey.
Everyone's leaving town
With all the traffic and congestion,
believe me, this way's faster.
Can i use your phone?
Those things you saw out there,
that 's only the beginning.
What?
The beginning of the end.
The end of what?
The world, the universe, everything.
God, i hope no one is hurt.
But someone may be hurt.
- I don't see anyone.
- We have to see if anyone's hurt!
Stay in the car.
Be careful.
It 's okay, love, don't move,
we'll get you help, alright?
What the hell are you doing?
Sally? Sh*t! Sh*t!
It doesn't work.
Dry your hair.
My name is rene.
Miss catch of the day.
I know who you are.
I've seen you around town, you know.
Let me in, let me in!
Please let me in!
Help me!
Open the door!
Let me in!
About time!
This mad thing, it killed aggie,
punched a hole through her head.
Are you sure she is dead?
Mate, it punched a hole through
her head, what does that tell you?
- Yeah, but is she dead?
- What? Are you f***in' nuts?
It was eating her brain.
- It 's that loon marion, isn't it?
- Yes. Do you have a car?
It 's stopped up on the road. Aggie has
the keys, but she doesn't have a brain!
Police, open the door!
Constable, get out of the way!
Move your f*** arse now.
What are you? Dumb and stupid?
She said open the f***in' door!
D*ckhead!
When i was a kid, we respected our
parents, we didn't f***in' eat 'em!
Sir!
It 's all that crack marijuana, f***in'
hippie, surfie, dole bludging pricks!
Sir?
Marion? Marion...
you keep those f***in' guns
pointed at me, pal...
and i'll finish you off faster than
a birthday cake in a fat chicks' party!
Drop the guns now, sonny.
F***ing now!
Kill them!
Hon, come on!
Come on! Come on!
F*** me!
Downstairs, go.
Come on!
Hurry up you bastards, move,
they're right f***in' behind us!
Move you f***in' poofters, move it!
Shut the door, you hairy prick!
Shut it, you wanker!
Shut it!
Jesus christ!
F***!
What the hell were those things?
How can they get back up again?
What is this place?
- The only safe place.
- It 's like a morgue in here!
The only safe place? Can i have
a cup of tea with this fruit cake?
- Everyone try and stay calm!
- Can anyone tell me?
We're all going to die.
- We're stuck in this tin can now.
- No one is going to die.
Alright, f*** it,
just f***ing listen up!
No one is going to die, not today.
Not on my f***in' watch!
pricks dying outside?
Hey, don't you f***in' mess
with me boy, f***in' wanker!
Constable, what 's this d*ckhead
got your f***in' weapon for?
Marion!
- Still got a license, big boy?
- It 's upstairs, want to get it?
Molly, you tell this boy
what 's gonna be.
Well...
we haven't got all f***in' day!
Well, until you provide us with a
license for a category h weapon...
a firearm, including an air pistol
and a blank-fire firearm...
under 75 cm in length and
a registered gun club membership...
that complies with the amended
weapons act regulations of 1997...
and is signed by a member of the
body of the certifying club...
i will have to confiscate
the guns from you.
Give me a f***in' reason.
I'm f***in' beggin' you. Boy!
Good boy. Good boy.
Good boy.
Alright, i'm the law here, so
you f***in' listen to what i say...
when i say it and
we get through this ok.
We got help on the way,
we got help on the way!
So you listen to what i say,
when i f***in' say it...
and we'll all be eating mrs. Welman's
bbq snags by tomorrow morning.
on the road half an hour ago.
You keep f***in' messing
with me, boy...
and i'll straighten you out faster
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