The Mule Page #3

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Too skinny. Eat.

Any mushrooms in this? I'm allergic.

Eat!

Here your half-kilo.

Things have changed.

I need a whole kilo.

You got more, you get more.

Oi! Nuang kilo!

OK. Good to see you.

Tell Pat thank you to look

after my nephew, Phuk.

And please enjoy Bangkok. Heaven awaits.

Gav. Gav, Gav, Gav, I can't do it.

- What?

- This, I don't want to do this.

- It's too late, pal.

- We only just got it. Please.

What do you want me to do?

Go back in there with

that f***in' experiment

and ask for our money back?

I don't know.

I'm sorry. I thought I could

do this, but I can't. I'm sorry.

- Please.

- Alright.

- Please!

- Alright.

Wish me luck.

Good luck.

Ray.

Brothers.

Let's get out of here!

What did Sonia say?

No go. She nearly ripped my head off.

Come on!

Ray! Let's go!

Watch your skin peel

Watch the sky change

In a vision

I'll get what's inside of you

The way that I feel tonight

And into the void

Again the empty street

Again I am destroyed

You can't eat anything

between now and delivery,

but don't refuse your meal on the plane.

The stewardesses will flag

you as suspicious, alright?

And when we get home,

you've gotta ditch your mum.

I don't care how you do it,

but you've gotta be at

my joint by six, OK?

You'll need a few

things for the airport.

Cotton shirt. Breathes.

Hides your sweat.

Photos, souvenirs.

Looks like you gave a sh*t.

Codeine... two of these bad

boys will block you up for a week.

Down the hatch.

Good.

- Now finish 'em.

- Where are yours?

I've had mine.

But you said we'd do it together.

You heard wrong.

- No, you said.

- You heard wrong.

Thai Airways TT419 Bangkok to Melbourne

now arriving at Gate 18.

Be quick!

First trip overseas?

- Boys...

- Jenkins, where's your bag?

My sister's picking us up.

She's got two spare seats.

Brian and Sandra Ferguson,

please report to Gate 12.

Your plane is ready for

immediate departure.

Hey, Jenko, you're up.

Declaring anything today?

Just some smokes and, this.

- Where are your other bags?

- I don't have any.

- No clothes, no toiletries.

- It all got stolen.

Just wait here for me, please.

Jenkins, just come back from Thailand.

All he's got is a snow dome.

That's fine.

- Ray. It's Ray's.

- Welcome home.

- Oh, I can see him!

- Ray!

- Thank you!

- Ray!

- Look, there he is!

- Oi, Jenkins!

I'm not your bloody servant!

Ray! Ray! Ray?

- Excuse me, sir.

- You forgot your bag, d*ckhead!

Excuse me, sir.

Whose bag is that?

- Looks clear.

- Right.

- What's this?

- Lunch.

- From the plane?

- Yeah.

- Taking it home, were we?

- I wanted to show Mum.

Bend over.

Bend over, mate.

Now, hold still.

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