Occupation

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1

[wind howling]

[Ronald Reagan] In our obsession

with antagonisms of the moment,

we often forget how much unites

all the members of humanity.

Perhaps, we need some

outside universal threat

to make us recognize

this common bond.

I occasionally think how quickly our

differences worldwide would vanish

if we were facing an alien

threat from outside this world.

And yet I ask you,

is not an alien force

already among us?

What could be more alien

to the universal aspirations

of our peoples than war,

and the threat of war?

[zapping sounds]

- [horn honks]

- [man] Oi, Matt, what's going on?

Sh*t.

Good day, Arnold.

How are we?

Uh, take a wild guess.

How long?

Well, like I tell you every day,

when I know, you'll know.

- Got any smokes?

- No, mate, I don't. This is ridiculous.

- You know, I've lived here for 50...

- Fifty-five years.

Don't be a... take that bloody

tone of voice with me, boy.

Fifty-five years, and I'll be damned if

I see the point of this bypass, really.

It's progress,

Arnold, progress.

Oh, progress my ass.

I've got fruit in the back

that's about to go bad. I've been sitting

here for 42 bloody minutes, mate.

- It's 2:
45.

- All right. Look, I'll...

I'll talk

to my supervisor, okay?

- Yeah, you do that.

- Jesus Christ.

Jimmy, can you take over, mate?

Gotta head off.

Well... Well, Arnold's

giving away free fruit.

Yeah, right, aye.

Hey, does Boss know you're

knocking off?

Only if you tell him.

Tonight. Don't be late.

Good day, Arnold.

Uh, mangoes.

- Mangoes?

- Yeah.

They're out of season,

you idiot.

Who put you in charge? No wonder this

bypass is taking so bloody long.

Now, listen,

I've lived here for 55 years.

- Yeah, it, it... what it is...

- Get away from me.

They build a road and it...

Get back to work,

you mongrel bastard!

[man] What are you

doing off work?

Well, unlike last week,

your sister wanted me

to make sure you

get there on time.

- Last week wasn't my fault.

- Mm-hmm.

Besides, you ever tried

saying no to Amelia?

I'm her brother.

Of course I've said no.

You, on the other hand,

are screwed.

[imitates whip snapping]

I wasn't gonna say anything,

mate, because she's your sister,

but she does this thing with her

legs, they go, like, right...

Oh, that...

bad mental pictures.

[laughs]

That's what you get, kid.

Pass me the aspirin,

will you?

You playing tonight?

Serious?

Apparently. Pass one.

Come on, come on.

Yeah. Finally get

to see the big man work.

Relax, will you?

[rock music plays]

Man, I'm gonna

shout out loud

- Yo.

- What?

- We've stopped.

- Why?

- To stretch our legs.

- No thanks.

I'm good.

[phone chimes]

[phone chimes]

- Fine, Peter.

- Thanks, Bella.

Come on, Samuel.

Give me that. A bit

of real world won't kill you.

- Let it go.

- [overlapping chatter]

- Two bucks, mate?

- Do you know where we are?

- Yes.

- Bella.

- What's with this stupid town?

- I don't know, darling.

We'll have a look around

and we'll find out, okay?

Fine.

I'll meet you back here.

Careful, Bella.

Dinner, back here 6:00.

- Yeah.

- And I don't want any dramas.

Mom, it's a country town.

What's gonna happen?

[Peter] Thanks, mate.

Let it go.

Hey, guys, it's me.

Thought I'd do a vlog,

considering we've landed

in a parallel universe.

I think this town

still thinks it's 1996.

Probably all use landlines

and all have the same cousin.

That's... that's mean.

- Anyway.

- Do you want me to film for you?

- No, thanks.

- I could do your sketch.

- I do sketches.

- This all seems legit and not at all creepy.

Well, you can't blame a guy for

trying to make an honest living.

- You here on holidays?

- Uh, something like that.

Just passing through, seeing what the locals

do on a Friday night in the middle of nowhere.

- Well, this is it.

- Yeah.

Wow, these are really good.

- [both laugh]

- It's okay.

- [officer] Dennis.

- Sh*t. Yeah, I'm going.

I doubt you've got

a permit for a stall. Come on.

- We were just talking, officer.

- Yeah, well, Dennis knows the rules.

I said I'm going.

- It was nice talking to you.

- Yeah.

[officer] Come on, move it.

Keep walking, Dennis.

Uh-uh, hands off the car, go on.

Fifth time this week.

Beef burger, pineapple on the side, and chicken

Caesar salad, no mayo, extra croutons.

Would you like another Coke?

Oh, my feet are killing me.

Um, Bill wants

another milkshake, okay?

One chicken schnitzel

off a heart attack, that one.

"The law presumes anyone entering into a

contract has the legal capacity to do so."

- Hey, Amelia.

- Contract legal capacity to do so. Hey, Marcus.

How was school? Contract law in

business and commercial life.

- Hello.

- Mm, looks good.

- Shut up.

- It's a bit chill for a cafe, isn't it?

- How's the world of the law going?

- Ask me in two years.

Here he is. Traitor,

working for the enemy.

- Job's a job, Mom.

- Hey, Helen, I'm playing tonight.

- Did you know that?

- You sure that's a good idea?

- You're not as young as you used to be.

- Yeah, baby, you...

You sure that's a good idea?

Look, it's one of the last games

of this season, maybe ever.

I promise I'll be careful.

Okay.

Then I'll come watch you.

- [Helen] Hey, your funeral.

- Thanks, Helen.

Thanks for your support.

Hey, last time he played,

he ended up in a coma, fact.

I'm just saying.

Hold it together

Hold it together

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