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- Who's that?
- No idea.
- You bastard!
- Seems pretty certain she knew you.
- What's she calling you, Jamie?
- You good for a drink?
Yeah, I just... I just bought myself one.
Wouldn't have thought she was your type.
She's a right minger.
Don't listen to him. He's a f***ing liar!
You American bastard!
Sh*t. No wonder you gave her
a false name, Jamie.
That's funny.
We've all f***ed some girls
we wish we hadn't have, Alex.
I'm gonna go.
Hey.
Did you manage to get him to bed?
He wasn't that bad when we got back.
Looks like you had a few problems
as well this evening.
I told you, I have a funny effect on women.
You're right. That wasn't very funny.
Where did you meet her?
Thailand.
I was pretty messed up back then.
Not a very good person to be around.
I didn't behave very well
towards a friend of hers.
Tried to apologise to her tonight,
but she was too angry.
Nimming.
- What?
- The thing with your leg.
Nimming.
It's funny how it just kind of does it
by itself, huh?
I should get back.
Sophie, wait.
Thank you.
F***'s sake.
Morning, boozer.
- Was it a... Was it a good swim?
- It was great.
I tried to wake you.
That was weird last night.
I don't think you saw.
That girl, some big Scottish unit,
started having a go at Taylor,
accusing him of stuff.
Started calling him Jamie.
Called him Jamie, for f***'s sake.
- It's his christened name.
- Is it?
Yeah, he told me.
When?
This morning. He swam, too.
He didn't drink too much?
No.
Just your boyfriend.
Maybe we should go our own way
when we get to the next town.
Just the two of us.
Good plan.
Yeah, we can be together.
We'll have a laugh.
- I can get out me Whipper Snapper.
- You're always keen to do that.
Yes, I am.
Alex.
All right.
At least you could pretend to look happy.
That's nice.
Taylor, Sophie and I
There's a place called Longreach.
Yeah. We wanted...
There's a bus from there.
- Longreach, huh?
- Yeah.
The bus leaves tomorrow.
It only goes once a week, so...
Sure.
- Hey, can you do some driving?
- Me?
Yeah, I don't know how to get to
this place. I'm guessing you do.
Wanna hop in the back?
Let me see.
- F***ing hell.
- What are we gonna do?
I don't know.
Oh, my God, Alex.
- Sophie, you okay?
- Yeah.
Let me take a look at that, man.
F***.
I know they're in here somewhere.
- Shut up. Stop fussing.
I'm trying to help you.
I feel... It'll be all right.
Just need to get to Longreach,
and then we can split from him.
Alex, you just...
What? Go on, what?
The guy's...
Just trust me, he's bad news.
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