Charlie & Boots Page #3

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I'm saying that if you

want to go on it, go on it.

I just don't go in

for that touristy stuff.

- Oi!

- (TYRES SCREECH)

Hang on! It's a Holden museum!

Kids, who can tell me

the first Holden model

made with a left-hand drive?

The FB.

MAN:
Thank you, sir,

but I was asking the kids.

- Ah! Paddle steamer.

- (STEAM WHISTLE HOOTS)

Looks like fun.

CHARLIE:
Ah! New South Wales.

Across the border.

- BOOTS:
Can you drive for a bit?

- CHARLIE:
No.

BOOTS:
Why do I have to

do all the driving?

CHARLIE:
You don't have to.

BOOTS:
Alright, if I drive

for the next two hours,

then will you drive?

- CHARLIE:
No.

- BOOTS:
I'm still hungry.

(WOMAN SHOUTS)

MAN:
Come on!

(DOG BARKS)

(SHEEP BLEAT)

I don't mind sheep.

Really? I didn't know that.

Oh, yeah. Came up here once

when I was a young'un.

Worked for a month or two

on a place called Frome Downs.

We had cattle and sheep.

Would've stayed longer if I could've.

BOOTS:
Why didn't you?

CHARLIE:
Oh, well,

we had the family farm

and, you know, I couldn't turn

my back on that, you know?

And I didn't want to let my father down.

And, of course, I met your mum.

BOOTS:
"Hay. Population 2, 932.

"Hay's in the Southern Riverina

of New South Wales

"in a semiarid grazing area

known as the Hay Plains."

You're not gonna stop this, are you?

It's Australia, Dad. It's fascinating.

I can shut up if you want me to.

BOOTS:
Hey, look at this.

It was also home to 3,000 POWs

during the Second World War...

- Oh, sh*t! Look out!

- (TYRES SCREECH)

BOOTS:
Hang on, hang on!

(BEEPS HORN)

CHARLIE:
What, is she a stunt driver?

God! Bloody clown!

(CHARLIE BEEPS HORN

REPEATEDLY)

- Hey, Dad, Dad...

- Learn to drive, you d*ckhead!

Dad, just relax. We're OK.

- CHARLIE:
Could've been killed.

- Killed!

- Truck full of white leghorns.

- Yep, we're OK, Dad.

Tell her to get some driving lessons.

Yeah, I will.

Sorry. It's OK. You just kinda

cut us off a little bit over there.

Did l?

Really?

Tell her...tell her to get some glasses!

You need glasses

to see where you're going!

BOOTS:
Sorry. My dad,

he's not himself at the moment.

He's...a little bit...

..kinda hung up, that's all.

Yeah, it's the shock from the accident.

Dad, just shut up.

Whole life rushed before me eyes.

Ehh...

It was pretty boring.

What is it with you Victorians?

MAN:
Everything alright, Edna?

Yeah. I can handle this.

(TRUCK DRIVER TOOTS HORN)

You're just lucky you're not a bloke.

He'd have knocked your block off.

For f***'s sake Dad, just shut up!

Just...

We should...

We should keep moving, so, um...

Yeah. I think perhaps

you should keep moving.

You should take that old man with you.

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