Kill Me Three Times

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F*ck me.

I can't believe

I'm going to die in this place.

But, as far as headstones go,

a man could do a lot worse.

I'm Charlie Wolfe.

And as I lie here, waiting

for death's cold embrace,

I find myself asking

the question,

"How the f*ck

did it come to this?"

I don't die. I thrive.

F*ck.

Oh! Argh!

Argh!

Argh!

F*ck!

Yeah? Yeah.

I'm... I'm sorry. Could you

hang on one second?

Yeah, I'll be there in an hour.

Good morning.

Doctor Webb Dental Surgery.

Hi, Lucy. This is Alice.

Hi, Alice.

Do you think Nathan

can see me this afternoon?

I'm actually in a lot of pain.

Sure. I think

we can fit you in.

How's 2:
00?

Perfect. I'll see you at 2:00.

Alright. See you later.

Nathan!

Come on, mate.

Please just sort me out

this one last time.

Fifty thousand on Silver Tsar

to win.

Thanks. You're a saint.

Nathan!

Change of plans.

She's coming today.

I'm not ready.

Switch my dental records and

let's get my car to the quarry.

Shit.

She's here.

Have you swapped

those dental records?

- Hi.

- Hi.

- I'm sorry I'm late.

- It's okay.

- What happened?

- Oh, I hit the door.

Oh, you poor thing!

Nathan, Alice is here!

- Hi, Nathan.

- Hi, Alice.

Okay.

- Yeah, shall we?

- Yeah.

Do I really need an injection?

Yes. But I will be gentle.

I think I...

Now, lie back... and open.

Took you long enough.

Is she out?

Cold.

- Grab her jewelry.

- Yeah.

- Did you see something?

- No.

You remember the petrol?

Must I think of everything?

There's a garage on the way.

Don't take forever.

I'll be waiting.

Ready to go in

the fifth event, Blacktown...

Silver Tsar's coming up...

Here's Silver Tsar

taken to the outside

and the well-tried favorite

lights up.

It's Silver Tsar racing

the Blacktown Lad and Daytone.

- He's taken over the running.

- Get up!

And the favorite's looking

really good at the moment.

He raced two lengths

in front of...

Not now, not now.

Please, not now.

Silver Tsar has the lead

but he's getting tired.

Daytone's coming back

and so is Madison Rose.

Oh, there's a fall!

The favorite's down!

- Shit!

- Silver Tsar's fallen.

- You wouldn't believe it.

- - Shit!

Shit, shit, shit!

Victory in his sights

and he's down...

...wonder of the world, and down

he went with only 50m to go.

Que sera.

That's racing, I guess.

It's bad luck for the punters

that they lose their money.

Fucking hell!

F*ck!

Nathan, how are you going?

Uh, I'm alright.

I've just... just got a flat.

Oh, yeah. Need a hand?

Nah, all good. I got it.

No worries at all, mate.

Thanks.

You still planning on leaving?

I'm way beyond planning.

I'm doing. Today.

Good on you.

Do you need anything else?

Yeah, um...

you got any large waters?

Yeah, I've got some

out the back.

Thanks.

Are you a tourist?

Something like that.

Here you go.

Sorry it's not cold.

Just the one?

Uh, yeah, better give me

$20 worth of petrol.

Yeah, no worries.

You can't smoke in here.

Cheers, Dylan. Good luck.

What kept you this time?

I got a flat.

It's always something with you.

It was an accident.

Come on, then.

Let's get on with it.

It's you we should be insuring,

not me.

- Oh... shit!

- Oh, f*ck!

Nathan!

Don't worry. It'll sink.

Soon.

Get in there!

Alright.

F*ck, Luce, it's really cold.

Let's go.

F*ck me.

Grab the bag.

- Petrol?

- In the back seat.

What the f*ck is this?

It's the petrol.

Where's the rest of it?

That'll be enough.

Argh!

Alice...

calm down.

Ah!

F*ck!

Nathan, get up!

She's getting away!

Oh, f*ck's sake!

Huh?

Oi!

Lucy!

F*ck.

Argh!

- Hey.

- Let's fucking do this.

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