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Terry.

Please, now, let me. Please.

Well, okay.

- [Waitress] Have you decided?

- Yes.

I will have...

What was it? What was it again?

- [laughing]

- Don't f***ing laugh at me.

[knocking]

Hello, Michelle?

Chris.

How you settling in, Jack?

Strong and silent, yeah?

Is that right?

Does that mean

you're never gonna offer

to take me out for a drink?

A drink?

My God, it speaks, yeah?

A drink.

Uh...

If you don't want to, that's fine.

I just thought...

Hey, why don't we all go out?

Tomorrow night, pay day.

Get the whole crew.

You could do the inviting, Michelle.

Give you something to do

besides sitting around on your ass.

F*** you.

[sighing]

Saved you there, mate.

She loves you best, that girl.

Here.

But what do I know?

Maybe you're a Don Juan

underneath that mild-mannered exterior.

What you looking?

Jack.

Kick it on, bloke.

Jack.

Andalu.

The White Whale, mate, Michelle?

[laughing]

What?

Hey.

Hi, Dad.

So how's things?

Okay.

Your mother?

I haven't seen her.

Long time, huh?

Listen, Dad.

I'm kind of homeless at the moment.

- Yeah?

- And I was...

Yeah, stay here.

Is that what you were going to ask?

- Mmm-hmm.

- Yeah?

Stay with me.

There's plenty of room.

[phone rings]

[ring]

Hello.

Hang on. Sorry, mate.

There's more beers

in the fridge. Help yourself.

Just, uh, try not to get too drunk, okay?

Right, and listen.

You keep your wits about you.

Don't try and keep

up with those guys.

You sound worried.

- Well, listen.

- Oh, yeah?

No. No, I'm not.

I mean, you've got to start living, yeah?

You know, the past

doesn't equal the future.

What does that mean?

It means that you're entitled

to some happiness, Jack.

So you go out.

You have a good time.

Anything you're not sure about,

any problems,

you just call me, okay?

And don't pay any attention

to all that Forefront nonsense

because that's all it is.

Okay.

[sighing]

All right. Thanks, Terry.

All right, man.

I'll see you Wednesday, son.

All right.

All right. Bye.

So where was this?

In Birmingham.

Only lasted six or seven months.

What finished it?

She went bananas.

Did she? Or did it take you that long

to work out she always was?

So why you up here anyway?

Work. And whales.

Calica's going

to release them, counselor.

Looking after a whale.

I cannot get over how old you look.

Give me a break.

No, no. I don't mean old.

I mean...

grown up.

I'm not trying to embarrass you.

I mean, I'm the one

that looks old, right?

I will take that smirk for acquiescence.

I really despised you.

No, no.

No, no, no. Let me explain, me.

Let me...

All the sh*t that happened,

I know it wasn't your fault.

It was just sh*t that happens, right?

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