The Hard Word

Synopsis: Three fraternal bank robbers languishing in jail, discover a profitable (if not dodgy) way to spend their time. Crime can most certainly pay, if you "know wot I mean?" However when sex and greed rear-up between the good crims and the bad cops, the consequences are both bizarre and fatal.
Genre: Action, Comedy, Crime
Director(s): Scott Roberts
Production: Lions Gate Distribution
  5 wins & 8 nominations.
Rotten Tomatoes:
102 min

Hi. Are you ready to order?


Um...full English breakfast,

extra sausages,

extra toast, whole-wheat.

Id like a, er,

barbecue sauce with that,

and, um, a hot...

no, a Dijon mustard

Toast and tea, thanks, love.

Yeah. What sort of tea?

Ordinary, and white toast.

And you, sir?

Yeah. "Tapenade.

Bok-a-kini." Blah, blah, blah.

Bloke doesn't know

what he's ordering anymore.

Er, the, "brushedda,

"drizzled with, er,

extra virgin olive oil."


it's toast with fancy stuff. it's

a girls thing. Have the breakfast.

I don't want the breakfast.

I want the Bruschetta,

but I don't want it drizzled

with extra virgin fucking anything.

What can I have instead?

Oh, anything,

as long as it's on the menu.

Chips. I want it with chips.

Just ordinary chips, right?

Straight ones.

Nice, long, straight ones.

Alright, there's the plate.

I want the toast thing there,

the chips there, right?

Toast thing, chips.

Got it.

And would you like a drink

with that, sir?

Yes. A Pepsi, no ice.

Oh, Im sorry.

We only have Coke here, sir.

I don't want, er, Coke.

I want Pepsi.

I'll get him a Pepsi.

Cold in a can!

We've got time for a swim after this.

How long we got?

48 minutes.

We haven't got any trunks.

Then we'll go in our undies.

Im not wearing any.

Well, Ill buy you some.


Trunks, mate.

Well, that's a waste of money.

Oh, I think we can afford it.

I got trunks at Mum's.

No, I don't want any more.

I like the ones I got.


There you are, mate. There.

Ah, cold in a can.

Here's one I like.

Race six in Melbourne.

The Sponge.

I thought we might go for a swim.

A swim? Haven't got any trunks.

What's going on now, mate?

Chips aren't straight.

Yeah, they are.

Don't touch 'em.

Im not eating that now.

You touched it.


Want another chip, mate?


Thanks, Shane.

Have I got time

to place that bet now?



Yep. Lovely.

The grey Calais, mate.


Listen, mate...

It'll be funny

not doing this anymore.

is a fucking hoot, isn't it, really?

Next one, buddy.

Dale thinks

this is the last time.

Never say never, baby.

Is it or isn't it?

Ive got to know how to play.

What are you doing tonight?

So, he goes back inside.

How long for this time?

He'll be a little while yet.

Does he know that?

Well, I haven't told him, no.

Hell go fucking apeshit.

And Shane,

Shane will rip someone's head off.

The cops will straighten them out.

You're cold bastard, Frank.

iron-cold bastard.

Don't get me wet again. Hell know.

He's been in over two years.

What's he expect?

Sexy little bint like you.

We're working on our dream,

that's what he expects.

We're working on a dream, alright,

and a beautiful dream it is.

Hey, Carol.

Alright, boys. it's only the cops.

My favourite sight. What's the split?

365 in change.

90 each? Not bad, not bad. Bag it.

We divvy up later on?

Yeah, later.

Later today, alright?

You give us our money today.

All of it, in cash.

The money's invested, fellas.

Wouldnt be good leaving a couple of

million bucks sitting around in cash.




Someone should call the police.

Go off alright?

it's going off, alright.

We all square then?

Yes, mate. All square. 50-50.

No one got hurt?

Only their feelings.

Well, Ill take the fellas in then,

finalise the, er, paperwork.

Best kind of paperwork,

I reckon, eh? Counting cash?

is that Dale in there?


Give him a hurry-up, will you?

Dale! Come on, mate.

You've never taken this long before.

Get in.

Call you when we're done, eh?

Oh, g'day, fellas.

Jesus, mate.

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