The Hard Word Page #2

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So, he unsigns them.

Just paperwork, right?

Exactly.

See?

You've been in police custody all day,

helping us with our inquiries.

What's the Governor's cut? He must

be making a packet out of this.

Start making allegations like that,

Dale, I don't like your chances.

Can't lie to Shane.

He always knows. Does not like it.

You better f***ing grab him, mate.

F***in' Frank. This was his idea.

But he's our lawyer.

You're very sweet, mate,

but sometimes you are thick.

Ive been a bit thick too.

You're not thick, mate.

Genius of the family.

Ive got a million bucks I can't get,

and a bent lawyer

who's poking my wife.

Aw, mate. No way!

Not that, not f***ing her.

He's probably poking her right now.

Yeah, but Carols a beaut.

She'd never do that to you.

She loves you.

See, mate? You can't lie to Shane.

Er, it doesn't mean they're...

You know, I mean...

Calm down, Shane.

I believe you, OK? Carol and Frank.

F***!

Baby!

Sorry Im late.

Traffic was terrible.

Yeah, I know

what traffic can be like.

Don't be like that.

I came, didn't I?

I was looking forward to it.

Don't be a tart.

Aw, I thought

you liked me being a tart.

I like you being my tart.

Well, well see whose tart I am

when you get home, huh?

Whenever the f*** that might be.

I wonder if itll be the same.

Why wouldnt it?

We haven't really seen each other

properly in the last couple of years.

Hard for a girl

to keep her mind on the job.

My mind is exactly where it's been

since the day we met.

How am I supposed to know that?

Listen to yourself.

Just have a little listen

to yourself.

You're really giving me the shits,

sweetheart.

I have to listen to stories

in here every day

about blokes' wives

f***ing off with other blokes.

That's what I have

to f***in' listen to.

And who would I f*** off with,

then, hmm?

Frank Malone?

Well, that f***in' c*nt's

the reason why we're back in here.

You think Im f***ing Frank?

Do you?

You think Im f***ing Frank Malone?

Say it, darl.

Say it to my face -

you think Im f***ing Frank.

Go on. I dare you.

Well, are you?

Well, f*** you!

You're paranoid.

Why don't you call me

when you're back on your medication?

F***.

I don't know how you do it.

Special privileges. Good behaviour.

it takes me back.

Nothing like slaughtering

to get the blood up.

Where'd you do

your apprenticeship again?

Darwin.

F***in' mad town.

You ever been up the Top End?

Too hot and sticky for me.

I like it clean - clean and dry.

Nah, hot and sticky's the go, mate.

Makes the sheilas bang

like bloody battleships.

Yeah?

Sh*t, yeah.

Ive had the clap up there

more times than bloody Don Bradman.

Don Bradman had the clap?

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