Teenage Kicks Page #4

wasting...

[mumbling lyrics]

Don't stop, it's beautiful.

We'll be...

Even in our dog years,

we were dancing

in the rain!

[music turns off]

Hey, thanks for inviting me,

Mik.

I didn't.

I guess you've got nothing better to do

than come along to a wake for someone

you didn't even know.

I'm sorry. Dan invited me.

But if you,

if you prefer I didn't, I could

catch the train back.

[music]

- I don't know this one. What is it?

- It's a Tomi classic!

Woo!

Travel safe,

brother!

[all screaming]

[seagulls squawking]

This night is a

celebration

to our brother, Tomi

Varga.

The man with the best weed in

town!

So let's make it a good one!

And hope that that bastard rots

in his own guilt for what he did.

Send a though to his

girlfriend, Annuska, who

didn't feel up to being here

tonight.

And send, send a thought to his

family.

Tomi!

Tomi!

Tomi!

Hey, walk with me. Come on.

It's so beautiful here.

Tomi taught us how to surf here.

- Mik ate a lot of sand that day.

- Bullshit!

That was you.

Pfff, f*** it.

I'll be back in a sec.

I am sorry about before.

- I don't know what happened.

- It's okay.

Thanks.

I'm glad you came.

Looks cosy!

[laughing]

I'm going to head back down.

- Stay here with us if you want.

- No, it's cool.

I'll see you guys in a bit.

See you.

[waves crashing]

What happened to my bike?

Ma?

- What happened to my f***ing bike?

- Mikls, don't use that language.

- Did you do this?

- Yes.

Why?

Why? I don't want you killed

too!

How the f*** am I supposed

to get around now?

Don't swear!

Well, you can catch the fucky

f*** bus like everyone else!

[laughs]

Oh, you think it's funny?

Why I can't swear too?

F***!

F*** f*** f*** f*** f***!

F***!

Why do I care what people think?

My son is dead.

You are a criminal.

You are expelled from school

now.

Is this my punishment? Oh!

- Hey, mum. I'm sorry.

- Don't touch me!

You try to be as your brother,

but you will never be the man he

was!

[laughter]

[buzzing]

[buzzing]

[banging]

Smells good!

Ah maybe it's a little too hot.

Mik,

what are you doing here?

How did you get in?

Out of the window. I just, I

just wanted to-

Do you think maybe I could, I

could stay here with you tonight?

[music]

Thanks for the plant.

Where did you get it?

Yeah, maybe put that back!

Um,

I wanted to give you these.

- I can't take that.

- It's not everything.

He f***ing loved that shirt.

I hate it!

I never let him wear it.

Tried to throw it out like a

hundred times.

Try it on.

Thanks.

[clears throat]

Look, Mik.

I'm pretty exhausted.

- Will you be okay on the couch?

- Yeah, I'm, I'm fine.

- There's some stuff here.

- It's cool.

I can, I can sort it out.

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