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She's got a lock on it.

Or we could cut her fan belt.

She'll have a spare.

You could break her leg again.

That wasn't me. It was the bull.

Come on. Don't blame bignuts.

You're the one that got him all riled up.

What are we gonna do, Billy?

Whatever it takes.

I love Merline.

What am I gonna do without Merline?

Rooter, no!

We got to stick to the plan.

But what about the girls?

Mate, you heard 'em.

The girls are out there,

hunting for new men.

We gotta do the same.

I don't like men.

- Okay. Pick a frock.

- Yeah.

When we're done with you, even Billy

brandish will notice you're a girl.

You know he's gonna pull out

all the stops to keep you here.

Let him try.

He'll be f***ed without you.

He'll be fine.

- 'Course, he'll be fine.

- Fine.

Yeah, fine, in a totally f***ed way.

Maybe I should stick

with my old boots, old jeans...

Hello, pretty piece of nonsense.

Totes.

I wanna play with his mouth.

Frock me.

All right now, knob.

Let's get you looking good for the ball.

Beautiful.

Good girl.

Hello, good to see you again.

- Get your tickets ready when you can.

- Pardon me.

This is ball committee, coming through.

We just got to sort something out

up in the front.

Ball committee, coming through.

- Official business. Make way, please.

- G'day, Andy.

Hello. Good to see you again.

Ball committee, coming through.

Here we are.

Easy-peasy.

Don't peak too early.

I've been thinking, Billy.

I'm moving on.

What? Where?

Mary.

She's a mountain of a woman

and I can't climb that mountain.

So, I'm moving on.

Sparrow, you haven't been there yet.

I love her like a barrel of biscuits.

Always have. Ever since kindergarten.

You know, that day she tied my bootlaces...

She's my woman and I'm her man.

Are you ever gonna mention it to her?

Look, she needs someone with a firm hand.

Someone who can stand up to her.

I'm too sensitive.

- So, you're moving on?

- Yeah!

- From where you haven't been?

- Yeah.

- Again?

- Abso-finger-lickin'-lutely.

Sparrow...

Look, I don't care if she begs me.

- Mate...

- You know, she can beg me.

She can grab me in a sugar hold

and say, "take me, big fella,

take me to sparrow town."

- G'day, Mary.

- Mary!

Who's talking?

Yeah. Good one, Mary.

Rubbers.

Rubber.

- Thanks, Mary.

- Shut up.

You look great tonight, Mary.

Well, bugger me, it's a shaved monkey.

Beautiful dress.

- Be nice.

- No, no, I mean it.

No, I'm serious. You... you look pretty.

And you do a great job

with security, you know.

Everybody's always saying,

you know, you know...

About you, "Mary, whoa!"

We all feel very secure, very secure.

- Sparrow...

- Yes?

You've got about three seconds

before I kick your nuts so high,

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