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picking on your little mate?
Hey?
F***! TJ!
Get out of here,
you f***in' arsehole!
Get out of here, you f***in' bastard!
Get him! Get him off me!
F*** him up, bro!
F*** him up!
F*** him up, brother!
- Uncle Texas!
- Bullet! Get back in the yard!
Uncle Texas! Uncle Texas!
Damien! Damien, that's enough!
- Uncle Texas, look here!
- Joseph, that's enough.
- Uncle Texas, look here...
- Nella, get back in that yard!
Now, you two, f*** off now!
Otherwise somebody's getting
locked up.
Get out of here. Now!
Alright, that's it. Nella!
No! No! F*** you! F*** you!
F*** you, arsehole!
Keep going, boys.
Keep walking down that way.
You mob, get.
Bullet.
Get back down to my place.
You're not staying here tonight.
Go on.
Look, Aunty, I hate to do this to you...
But, TJ, why do you
want to go all the way up there?
You haven't even
been there before. Hey?
'Cause I got f***in' nowhere else to go.
Oh, TJ, you're such a mess.
Listen to you.
You've just gotta sit down
and sort yourself out for once.
Aunty, I know what I've gotta do
and I'm doing it.
But... Mum won't even see me,
and... I've got no money.
- TJ, TJ.
- Are you able to help me out?
Listen, TJ, I'll put
some money into your account.
But please be careful up there, bub.
Yeah, Aunty.
Just remember I love you
and my prayers will always be with you.
You know, Aunty, I love you so much.
You've always been there for me.
You got swimming today, babe?
- Yeah.
- Yep.
How was your night, babe?
Oh, flat out.
- Bloody chaos.
- Yep.
Had a big blue
at bloody Nella's place last night.
Stupid. It's just madness.
I wonder when that lot's gonna stop.
Knock knock!
Everybody OK?
Alright.
Oh.
Nella!
Hello?
Hello?
Who this?
Hello? Hello?
Anybody there?
Oh, come on! What was that?
Go on, son, get it.
Come on, bud.
Come on, Bullet.
Come on, Bullet, come. Come play.
What's the matter?
What's the matter, mate?
I don't want to go away
from you guys, Grandpa.
Well...
I don't want you to go either,
mate, but... you know...
you've got to think
about what you done.
people get locked up for that, mate.
You know? I mean...
You've got to take some responsibility
for your actions, you know?
Well, what's that camp gonna be like?
than six months in jail.
And they'll teach you how to act
a bit more like a man.
One, two, three, four...
Moonlight glitter on the bay
Like teardrops rolling in the waves
Rumba
Ukulele play
Songs of yesterday
Calypso
Can you limbo?
Cha-cha, old-time disco
Hula-hula, wobbly nura
Pretty girls and frangipanis
Moonlight glitter on the bay
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