The Mule Page #2
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- 2014
- 103 min
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It was a youth offenders unit.
He cut that poor boy up with a chisel.
It was a long time ago, darl.
when you get to know him.
You two used to be like peas in a pod.
Oh, he was such a sweet kid.
grave if she saw him now.
Hey, love, while you're up.
Oh, I don't think so, darlin'.
That was your third.
You've had your quota for the day.
How lucky are we?
Good food, good home, good health.
Oh, yeah, it's good to be us.
This is Ziggy. He's Lithuanian.
Come to get my keg for tonight's party.
- Get F***.
- What?
Get F***. To help you.
He's in the kitchen.
- It's 'Phuk'.
- Oi.
Did you have a word with
our Clubman of the Year?
He's not up for it.
Doesn't have the guts.
It's a pity.
His mum could use the cash.
Never met a coach with
more bad luck than John.
Speaking of which...
Best dog I ever had.
Here's your traveller's cheques.
Half a kilo. No more, no less.
- Who is it?
- A friend.
- Who is it, sorry?
- Where's John?
He's not here.
- He's down at the pub.
- Which pub?
Who is it, love?
He didn't say, mate, but I
can pass on a message for him.
Next time, I come for your mother.
Who was that?
Mormons.
At this hour? Oh, Christ Almighty.
- Mum, I'm gonna head out now.
- To Gavin's.
- John.
- Darl, he's not a baby.
He can make his own decisions.
Night-night.
Night.
Oh, mate, before you go,
could you spot us some cash?
Just a couple of lobsters?
It's for your mum.
Yeah!
Yeah!
Oi, d*ckhead, you always go around
drinking other people's beers?
- I thought it was unlimited.
- A bit dumb, aren't you?
Might have to knock some sense into you.
- I could pay for it.
- Yeah, f***in' oath you'll pay for it.
What's going on?
Oh, this d*ckhead thinks it's OK
to steal other people's beers.
If someone does you wrong,
you knock 'em the f*** out.
My party, my rules.
Or don't you have the balls?
Ray?
You know this prick?
Yes, yes, I do.
Have you two met?
Tiffany, Raymond.
- What you doing?
Dog sh*t, you are. Finish table.
Sit down. I said sit down.
I quit.
Quit? OK, quit. Good luck finding job.
We're the only repair shop in 20 miles.
OK, OK, take lunch.
Take 30 minutes!
Take 35!
F*** me, Rhonda! Don't you knock?
I'm in.
And why would you knock?
Mi casa, su casa.
Bring on God's country!
- Yeah!
- Yeah!
Dennis Lillee's a great man.
So are you, love.
Who's ready for a boat race?
One, two, three!
Faster! Do it!
Yeah! Scull, scull, scull, scull!
- Yeah!
- Come on!
Yeah!
Ray! Ray! Ray! Ray! Ray! Ray! Ray! Ray!
Drinks, they're on me!
He's my brother!
Sorry.
Hey!
You'd better wait out here.
You sunburn like last time. Not learn.
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