Boi neon

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Let me see the tail!

A bit more sand.

Shake off the excess!

Open the gate.

- How's that tail doing?

- It's good.

- Release the bull!

- Open the gate!

Bull down!

More. Down to here.

- That low, Iremar?

- Yes, your hips.

I have to measure your hips and waist.

96. You've put on weight.

You reckon?

My hips are all sticking out.

You were never ninety-six in the hip.

Stop, Iremar. Stop being silly.

94 and 96.

94 and 96.

Right.

Let's see your mane.

It'll be easier if you face that way.

What color do you have in mind?

Hold this between your eyebrows.

I don't know, what do you think?

When you said something striking,

I thought of bright pink.

No!

Bright pink is for hookers.

You reckon?

What do you have in mind?

He's got the tail.

Nearly at the fall line.

Let's see this bull come down!

Bull down!

Sensational!

Clear the track.

Track cleared.

Touch up the fall line.

When I was young,

I drank lots of donkey's milk.

Yuck!

- Donkey's milk is good for you.

- Disgusting.

- It sucks.

- It does not.

- It's gross.

- Are you nuts?

- It's only fit for drinking when you're sick.

- Rubbish, it's always good!

If you drink too much, it'll make you ill.

No way, are you mad?

- Cow's milk is what's good.

- Yuck.

You can't beat cow's milk.

It's nowhere near as good as donkey milk.

Cac, did you know that cow's fat

mixed with milk makes ice cream?

- That's a lie.

- Dude! Why would I lie to you?

Quiet, stupid bulls!

Ice cream is made from cow's fat.

If you crack open a cow's shin,

it's full of fat.

- And you know what you can make from it?

- What?

Jelly! Red strawberry jelly.

Cattle have lots of uses.

Horses are a million times better.

All horses do is run around and look

pretty, cattle are much more useful.

You're gonna have to work

your scrawny arse off to get a horse.

I'd rather have a scrawny arse

than a belly button that size!

With a belly button like Z's,

you don't even need a cock!

With that thing

he just leans in and fucks!

Why are you being such a little brat?

- Z's got a hard belly button!

- You're one heck of an idiot, you.

Leave me alone.

You didn't use to be like this.

Hey! Is the fashion mall this way?

No, it's that way, straight ahead.

First left after the bridge.

That way? Thanks.

And that logo?

- What about it?

- Is it yours?

No, I'm just a painter.

- What sort of gear do they sell?

- Beachwear, surf wear, bikinis...

- Do you know the owner?

- No, I don't.

# FASHIONCITY

I'm going to check out some animal prints.

I've got an idea for your outfit.

Animal what?

Fabric with animals on it,

tigers, jaguars, zebras.

- Cool.

- Cool, right?

I'll be quick.

Don't be long,

this one's pre-menstrual today.

You bent out of shape?

Quit pouting!

G-strings, sexy panties!

Hey babe, want some sexy panties?

Let me see.

- How much?

- One for five, three for ten.

I won't fit in these, will I?

Sure!

The tighter the better.

- These are gonna be way too tight.

- Trust me, you'll look great.

Take my word for it.

I've been at this for 10 years,

I know how G-strings fit.

If you say so.

- Three for ten, you said.

- Yep.

If they don't fit, I'm coming after you.

Hold on.

Please do. I'll be waiting.

- Here.

- Thanks.

If I like them, I'll come get more.

I'll be waiting!

Mom, can I buy some leather boots?

No, Cac, I told you before. No means no.

You only buy things for yourself.

You're right, I only buy stuff for myself.

And that's how it's gonna be until

you go back to school and to your gran's.

Whore's panties.

What did you say?

What did you say, Cac?

Say that again.

Say that again.

Say that again!

Show some respect.

Show some respect!

Respect the person

who raises you and feeds you.

I'm tired, Cac.

I'm tired!

I'm so tired.

Don't ignore what I have to say

Not in the crap.

All my life's woes

Water over here, Z.

Are because of you

You followed me wherever! Went

With your false smiles

and lying kisses

And left me in a daze.

There's no end to my suffering

I'll drink myself to death because of you

Missed the line. Disqualified!

Hey Z! You look like a caveman!

You need a barber!

- F***, I'm skint.

- What do you mean?

- I'm skint.

- Take this tip then!

Stop f***ing around and sand that tail.

This place stinks like an armpit.

Now I can buy some deodorant!

Go, Z! Stop talking sh*t!

Let's go! Who's next?

Stay behind me.

One more, Z! Let's go!

Keep behind me.

Sh*t, Cac.

- You hurt yourself?

- My arm!

- Let me see.

- I fell on my arm!

You're all covered in sh*t.

Come over here!

It's hurting! My arm's hurting.

Let me see. Where is it hurting?

- What's wrong, Cac?

- She fell in cow sh*t!

- Shut up, lard ass!

- You gonna keep quiet now?

Let me see your face.

That'll teach you.

- I told you to stay in the kitchen.

- She was only helping me out.

Let's see.

Right in the cow sh*t, Cac!

Close your mouth.

Where did you get the knock?

Here.

So keep the ice on there then.

Otherwise it won't get better, Cac.

No point holding it near where it hurts.

- Is it sore?

- Yeah.

How about keeping quiet from now on?

- Cac!

- What?

Come over here.

- What the hell's that?

- Jurema.

My new girlfriend.

She's ugly.

No, she isn't.

- Ask your mom for the toolbox.

- She won't lend you it. It's Dad's.

Your dad isn't even here.

When I took his hammer

without asking, she grounded me.

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