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- I didn't make it either.

- Oh, like you had a f***ing chance!

- F***.

- (Andy) He's right, it's not that big a deal.

You don't even wanna be

in the f***ing contest, Andy.

I mean, do you want anything?

Oh no, that's right,

you've already got it all.

Jess. How'd you go?

F***ing third.

Man, I'd give you my spot,

but my Dad would kill me.

Oh, that's big of you.

You want to talk about it?

You sure?

Just keep at it, Jess.

Your time will come.

A whole 'nother year

in this shithole, Gramps.

You've got a funny definition

of a shithole, Jess.

All right, here it goes. I reckon

we should hit Stocko this weekend.

- Here we go.

- Camp the dunes, get some waves.

(Scotty) Be sweet as.

(Nathan) How?

(Scotty) Ah, you.

- Me?

- Yeah, you. You got your Ps.

Like my olds

are gonna let me drive out there.

F***. His olds.

How about if you just don't tell them,

you d*ckhead?

Funny, Scotty!

(Andy) Aren't your parents

going away this weekend?

- Yeah, to Sydney.

- Hmm.

Well, there you go.

What do you reckon, Jess?

I'll snag some beers off Danny again.

Like I'm going away

with you f***ing tools!

It's better than spending

the weekend with Victor and Fag Boy.

Don't say sh*t about Victor.

You don't know nothin' about him.

Oi. Jess.

Hey, Jesse.

- (Jesse) Hey.

- How's it going?

- Hi, Scotty.

- Hey.

- (Debra) Hi, Andy.

- Hey.

Oi, wait up.

What are youse doin' this weekend?

Youse wanna hang out with us?

- What are you doing?

- (Debra) I don't know.

Maybe. (Giggles)

Hi, Nathan.

(Mimics) Hi, Nate.

Why? You guys going somewhere?

Well, erm, Nathan has got a car,

you see, so...

(They laugh)

So yeah.

- (Laughter)

- (Nathan) No. No.

Hey! Piss off.

OK, what if I can't get the keys?

Oh, you'll get 'em.

No. Mum'll stash 'em somewhere.

Or take 'em. She's not stupid!

- Neither are you!

- Exactly.

Look, come on, Jess.

Stop being such a p*ssy, dude.

Debra's gonna go

and you'll get your chance with her.

- She said she's keen.

- Do you reckon they'll show?

Sh*t, yeah!

Leah's like totally into you, dude.

All right. I'll tell my mum

I'm training at yours.

Yeah, youse all say

you're staying at mine.

Me, I'll say I'm staying at Nate's.

We'll be back by Sunday.

No one will ever know.

Exactly.

Come on, Jess. No surf fest, man,

but looks like you

could be taking Debra's V, who knows?

More like she'll be taking his.

(Scotty laughing) Oh, yeah.

- (Toilet flushing)

- I knew that would get him.

(Laughs)

- What?

- Well, where we going?

F***ing Fergus.

What are you doing in there?

You're not going anywhere, Fergus.

What's the problem, man?

May as well.

Oh. Yeah, right. Faggus. In the dunes?

Man, have you seen his get-up?

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