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bus already. Maybe we should let him stay? -You support his disobedience?

-No. But Rochelle said it would

be good for him-- First of all I'm going

to finish my breakfast. And then I'm going to input

last week's sales figures. And then I'm going to go

fetch him home. Because if you or Milo or that

bloody medaling teacher, think that I'm going to let

him stay, you've all got

another thing coming. -I'm coming too.

-It's up to you. [indistinctive chatter] [Nadia] Please, just let me

go and fetch him. [Brand] No,

I'll handle it. [Brand] I'll be right back. Hey guys. [Rochelle] We'll be waiting up,

he's probably still on his way

here. I'll call you the moment

he arrives, of course. [Nadia] Ok Rochelle. [Rochelle] It'll be a relief for

all of us, I can tell you. -Ok.

-[Rochelle] Night. Bye. [Brand] Come on Nadia. We're gonna find him. I'm calling the police. [dog barking] -[tires squeal]

-[Milo grunts] [Star] F***ing hell. [dog barking] [Star whispers] F***ing hell. F***. [Mick indistinctively speaking

over phone] [Star] No, no, it wasn't that. That's my girl. The f*** the...

[phone line fuzzes] [Star] Jeez, it's a bulk? -No, no, it's the tendon.

-What? Wiped out over it-- the tendon! [Star] Tendon? Oh jeez Mick. I can hardly hear you--

[line fuzzes] [Star] No it's the

bleeding signal! Oh for f*** sake! [sighs] [phone ringing] -[Star] Yeah, Mick?

-[Mick] Can you hear? -Yeah, much better.-Look the car, get it sorted ok? Yeah, ok, I'll uh cover

it up right. I'm gonna lie low here. Best if you stay put too. Pick me up at the old

factory grounds, God I love you some of this. I love you too hotrod. [Star] You're not hungry? Well I am. [exhales deeply] So, what in the name of Jesus is

a young fella doing out in the

middle of the night, trying to wreck my car

with his ribs? I'm sorry. What day is it today? [Star] Tuesday. [Milo] I need to go

Dundee Fairth park. I've only got five days. -I can pay--

-Yeah, yeah, yeah,

take it easy kid, right? [Milo grunts] [exhales] [Star exhales] [water running in distance] [dog barks] [dog continues barking] Enough! Logan, down. -Stay.

-[dog growls] Come on you stay. Get out of there, come on. [dog growling] [grandad] A bloody fool,

that's what you are. A bloody fool. I gave him permission to go,

didn't I? -Yes dad, you did,

but he's not--

-[grandad] What? The boy takes after me,

of course he went. We should take it

to the police. They said any piece

information we can give them,

will help with the inquires. [grandad] Police are bloody

fools too. Gentleman I know. He used to be police,

now he's what you might

call a free agent. Agent mean well,

he forcing his mother. Took some artistic photos of

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