Tomorrow, When the War Began Page #3

She seems so perfect.

I guess she thinks

I'm a total loser, huh?

- I don't think she hates you.

- Yeah, but... you know.

She lives in that big house.

Talks like Mrs Hamilton.

Me and my family... we are just

greek peasants to people like her.

Why don't you ask her out?

I don't know.

Girl as pretty as that

must get asked out all the time.

Did anyone else hear

those planes last night?

Yeah. There was six lots of them.

They were flying really low.

No, there were dozens and dozens.

We were counting them, Lee and me.

Lee and I. - But seriously, what do

you think those planes were doing?

Maybe they weren't even ours.

It's probably the start of World

War Three and we don't even know.

Alright, who's having rabbit?

- Is there any chocolate left?

- Sadly, we're all out.

- Oh look, I found some.

- Don't be a d*ckhead. Give it back!

- Thank you. Kevin?

- I was gonna give you some.

So beautiful out here.

I wonder why they call it Hell.

I guess cause it's so wild

and untamed and stuff. Right?

Right.

Wild is difficult.

And it's wonderful and fascinating.

But it's not Hell. People call it that.

People stick labels on things.

Until nobody can see them for who

or what they really are anymore.

Hey, what's going on? - There's

a bloody snake in my sleeping bag.

Are you sure, mate?

I can't see anything.

- What kind of snake was it?

- I didn't look.

- Lot of redbellies out here.

- Are they deadly?

No. Well... if they bite you.

Shake it.

The bag, Beyonce.

Don't lift it too high.

I got it, I got it!

I was just about

to do that myself.

Christ, that's a big one!

- Are you alright?

- Yeah.

Thanks.

I'm not sleeping in that bag

again. Jesus Christ!

- No need to swear.

- Kevin, no need to bloody swear.

- Is it dead?

- Looks dead. Wait...

Nobody's laughing, Homer.

Hey, Fi. Why did you go

into the river?

To get away from

the snake, of course.

- You do know that snakes

can swim, right? - No, they can't.

- Yeah they can.

- Snakes can't swim.

- They don't have fins. They slither.

- They slither through water.

- No, they don't.

- What about sea snakes?

Oh my God!

I could've died!

Oh, Fifi!

Can I go home now?

Do we have to go back?

Well, I'm excited about

a hot shower. And a pillow.

A pillow would be nice.

Let's do this again.

- Back here in the same place.

- With the same people.

- If we can find it again.

- We'll find it again.

Let's keep it quiet or

everyone will start coming here

and the place will be

wrecked in no time.

Ladies and gentlemen...

and Homer.

- To Hell!

- To Hell.

- Cheers.

- Cheers.

- Ellie, what's with your dog?

- Millie!

Mom! Mom?

Dad! Hallo!

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