Pork Pie Page #4

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Cars, trucks and...

So like, um, like a mechanic

or car salesman or, like...?

No, it's kind of more like

repossession, isn't it, sort of?

Repossession?

And what about you, Jon?

What do you do?

- What? Oh, I'm a writer.

- A writer?

- Yeah.

- Wow. Anything I might have read or...?

Oh, yep. Yeah. Well, I've been...

I've got some irons...

I've got some projects on the go

at the moment that I'm working on.

- Yeah, he's a food writer.

- Yum!

You're... you're writing about

sandwiches at the moment, eh?

Good and sh*t ones, eh, bro?

Yeah, there are some sh*t sandwiches

out there that people have to... Eat.

Oh, sweet. There's a party tonight.

You keen?

Me? Oh, no, thanks. I don't...

I got plans tonight.

Party tonight? Whereabouts?

Um, apparently

it's at a warehouse in Thorndon.

Yeah. Yeah, I'm keen.

I got the wandering eye

mmm-hmm, hmm

I got the wandering eye...

I got the wandering eye...

Sorry, mate. Can you just...?

Can you just hold that

just for a minute?

Maybe that's...

- Ok, so that's over the...

- No, you're doing it wrong.

The fox chases the rabbit

around the tree.

- No.

- You gotta...

No, it goes twice around the tree,

then it goes over the hump, doesn't it?

No, it goes once around the tree

and then up the burrow.

No, that's not... You...

That's not the burrow, though.

- Yeah, but you just had...

- That's the hump.

- I just...

- There's no hump.

No, that's where the rabbit goes.

Find another one for a second.

Oh, my god,

where did all the men go?

Thank you.

- Round the tree...

- Oh.

Up and through the burrow.

Oh, that... see, that was

the burrow that I meant.

- Oh, check you out.

- Through the hump.

Oh, wow. So what is that?

That's like a four-in-hand

or like half-Windsor, is it?

Pratt knot.

- Pratt knot.

- Now...

- Hey, thanks for the lift.

- Sweet, bro.

- And, um, we cool?

- Huh?

Yeah, we're cool.

Hey, um, and don't be too late

'cause, you know,

mum wants the car back, remember?

Oh, so this is your mum's car?

- What?

- It's your mum's car?

- Oh, the car?

- Yeah, no, that's cool, man.

No, no, no. I just let her borrow it

for a little while and just...

- Oh.

- Who cares?

Where's your plus-one, honey?

Mm? Oh, no, I'm...

I'm flying solo tonight.

Oh. My husband's away

getting his hip replaced.

Oh, yeah? Ouch.

If you need a co-pilot, let me know.

Yeah.

Thank you.

Thanks.

Just gonna take one more.

Mm.

Don't walk away from me

I'm not the kind

that likes to be put down

don't leave me standing there

- I'm not the kind that likes...

- thanks.

It finishes nicely.

Hi.

What are you doing here, Jon?

Um, well, the arse fell out of writing,

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