Two Little Boys Page #3

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# A-A-A-Amen #

DEANO:
Is that your double-time?

# A-A-A-A... Amen #

F***in' triple-time.

# A-A-A... Amen

# Amen

# A-A-A-Amen. #

NIGE:
Do you think we should

go to the police? Cops?

DEANO:
Bit late for that, Nige.

Cops aren't gonna be happy about this.

Go to the cops, you're definitely

going to jail. Alright?

If you try to get away with it,

then you might not go to jail. So...

Yeah, but if we don't get away with it,

then I think I might go to jail

for longer 'cause...

Nah. Something like this - ten years.

What's ten years?

That's like how long it takes

an elephant to grow its tusks.

You know, it's nothing, really.

Eh?

Well... bottom line - do you want

to have a limp cock about this?

Or face up to it like a man?

Eh?

Man. You wanna be a man?

- Yeah, yeah.

- Alright, let's f***in' do it.

# A-A-A-A... Amen #

NIGE, V/O:
Deano's not scared

of this sort of thing.

He's not much good in normal life,

but when the sh*t hits the fan,

Deano always knows what to do.

DEANO:
What are you doing?

- I was putting rocks inside his jacket.

DEANO:
They'll fall out.

Put them in his bag.

# Amen

# A-A-A... Amen

# A-A-A... Amen

# Amen

# A-A-A-A-Amen. #

DEANO:
Wait. Actually... Nige, wait.

Perhaps you should say a few words

before we chuck him in.

Nige, he's dead. He's not gonna

get a funeral, so... say something.

NIGE:
Uh... I don't know what to say.

DEANO:

Alright, f*** it, f*** it. I'll do it.

Let us pray.

We are gathered here today,

uh, to celebrate... a young life

cut short at the knees

by a horrible accident.

Um... Jeurgen.

Didn't really get the chance

to know you, mate,

but, uh, you seem like

a pretty good bloke.

Um... hope you really

enjoyed New Zealand

and, like, all that she had to offer.

All the beautiful mountains

and the lakes and all her nature

and bet you really loved those fjords,

if you got a chance to see them.

That's probably enough

for a speech, Deano.

Yeah, alright. Um...

getting the wind-up here, Jeurgen,

so... Um... Have a good one.

Uh... good on you, mate, and RIP.

RIP, Jeurgen.

DEANO:
Alright.

NIGE:
Yeah?

DEANO:
Yeah. Go.

DEANO:
OK.

NIGE:
Oh, f***.

DEANO:
F***.

Oh, f***! F***, f***.

Oh, f***, Nige!

How many f***in' rocks did you put in?

NIGE:
Oh, God!

DEANO:
Did you put rocks in?

NIGE:
I put five rocks in it!

DEANO:
You put f***ing pebbles in it!

NIGE:
F***! Fuuuuck!

DEANO:
F***!

NIGE:
F***in' hurry up!

DEANO:
What'd you put

f***in' light rocks in there for?

NIGE:
I put a lot of rocks in there!

NIGE:
F***. F***.

NIGE:
Aghhh. Agh. Agh.

DEANO:
F***.

NIGE:
Well, so f***in' sink.

Why is it not sinking?

- F***.

- Deano, get that.

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