Hangar 10 Page #2

will do, to be honest.

That's been circling us for ages.

It's driving me nuts, man.

Hey, listen, have we got enough video for

what we're supposed to be filming today?

Yeah, yeah. I've got sh*t loads

of batteries, mate, and tapes.

- Well, you know, but...

- Yeah.

- You sure you've got enough?

- Yeah, yeah, yeah. Leave it, mate.

A bit moody isn't he?

- This is my prop for the things I find.

- Yeah?

And I think Gus has got my spare.

What if you find something bigger

than your pouch, you know?

- Can you kind of...

- What do you want?

Yeah, yeah. That's it.

It's detecting the camera.

- It's going to detect it.

- Yeah, yeah. No of course.

So, ultimately, you want

to be putting small steps.

You don't want to have

a great, wide gait.

Which is why girls

are better at this.

- Why?

- Because we've got smaller feet.

- We can take smaller steps.

- They will be more...

- ...be more thorough.

- Exactly.

You always were a

thorough girl... Sally.

It's funny, I never thought I'd be filming

you in a bloody metal detecting field, Sal.

- Seeing you with a metal detector.

- Life is full of surprises, Jake.

Yeah. I don't know, it's just weird.

I just never thought you'd...

You like going out, having a drink,

putting on your high heels. I can't exactly...

- Yeah, so? Nothing wrong with doing this.

- Now you're in bloody...

camouflage trousers and...

I don't hear any more beeping going on

from that first bit of excitement, Gus.

Or I ran up the hill

needlessly for a bit of junk.

- Well, that's where patience comes in, Jake.

- Yeah, I suppose.

- Jesus!

- That was low, man.

- You going to the camera?

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Well give it here. Let me have a go.

No, I'm putting it on now.

- Where's the date?

- How's your mum? What's going on?

Mum, she's... yeah,

she's actually really great.

I can't believe you

remembered about her.

- Who, your mum?

- Yeah.

Yeah, I was thinking

about her earlier actually.

'cause Gus is knowledgeable,

- he's a real man.

- Bet he don't kiss like me.

- Don't even talk about that.

- No, tell me.

Don't know why you want to know.

- You don't remember?

- I've no idea what you're on about now.

- At the Green Citron? Under the gob?

- I didn't kiss you.

Anyway, I really don't

want to talk about that.

You weren't even that drunk,

as I remember.

Yeah, I was. I clearly was drunk,

else I would not have kissed you.

I didn't kiss you. Anyway,

I really don't want to talk about that.

- Didn't happen. Didn't happen!

- You weren't that drunk.

- Stop insulting my boyfriend.

- Not insulting him.

- Yeah, you are.

- It's a compliment.

You're just calling him out.

Why call him out?

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