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Don't get all spooky on me.

I'll dream about that

sh*t for a while, big deal.

I'll keep my feet on the ground.

That's not what he's talking about,

he's talking about the dockers

They have to get us

back now don't they?

What do you want me to do about it?

Just f***ing lie there while

he's stabbing me to death?

That would've been wise wouldn't it?

We didn't want to start it up

again, this is f***ing whack!

That's the f***ing whack!

Bluey!

Get f***ed!

About bloody time Blue!

Don't get angry Blue. You lose your

edge you lose your perspective.

You can't make friends with your enemies.

Even when peace time is declared,

they're all still f***ing enemies.

Aren't they?

No one's ever forgotten Blue,

it's just human f***ing nature.

My money's always been on you Mark.

The dockers are very threatened at

what's happened to Keithy George.

You've really put them in a corner.

I don't know how

serious to take this but...

There's a rumour going around that

they've put a contract out on you.

How much?

That's been passed round,

$2,000 each to have you knocked.

Not bad. I should have a go myself.

It all sounds a liitle ridiculous doesn't it?

Who are they gonna get to do it?

Take you pick Mark.

All we gotta do is grab two screws...

knives to their throats, take their keys,

march them up to the scullery...

lock them in the scullery.

Then get matchsticks,

stick them in the keyholes...

seperating the gates

from the divison, right?

Then we ring the alarm bells...

We pick up the phone to Governer Beazley...

And we tell him we've

got two screws hostage...

and we've taken the

entire division to siege.

Then we'll grab the keys, go

through the whole joint, cell by cell...

and I will icepick the f***ing spines

of every prisoner in this division.

Make paraplegics of all of them.

Turn them all into jelly sandwiches.

- I don't wanna be in it.

- Are you a girl's dress.

I don't care what you say.

The blokes down there haven't got

$10,000. They haven't got 10,000 cents.

They haven't got

any sense at all mate.

It's simple, we do it all in

one night. We go swoop...

Wake up in the morning, problem solved.

I've got my appeal going.

I don't wanna f*** it up.

You'll be in it though won't you?

Do I have to remind

you of certain things?

- You're never gonna let me forget

that f***ing judge are you? - No.

And as for you, you knucklehead...

When it starts you jump straight in.

If you stand there thinking about it for

two f***ing seconds you are back there...

In the yard, crying, like

when I first met you. Right?

Yeah.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

Want a smoke?

Ta Jimmy.

Anyway, Swallow didn't come out.

He said to wait till the next morning.

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