Once Were Warriors Script - Dialogue Transcript

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Once Were Warriors Script


 

                   

Whoo-hoo!



 

                   

G-a-b, hey! G-a-b, hey!



 

                   

It's so much soul



 

                   

Who's got the souls

of Rolling Stones?



 

                   

On the road that's cold



 

                   

What do we do? We G-a-b



 

                   

With the groove,

with the vibe



 

                   

With the rhythm completely



 

                   

Jump on the mike, I bet



  

                   

We got soul,

and don't you forget it



  

                   

So come, come, come,

come, come again



  

                   

I'm rocking

on the mike



  

                   

So much soul



  

                   

We're young, we're hip



  

                   

Get up, get up, get up,

get up, get up...



  

                   

Come on, man.

Let's go.



  

                   

We've got soul



  

                   

We've got soul



  

                   

Uh, uh, uh, uh-huh



  

                   

I got it,

you got it



  

                   

I got it, you got it



  

                   

He's got soul



  

                   

I got it, you got it



  

                   

Here we go, here we go



  

                   

You got it



  

                   

    here we go again



  

                   

Your mouth's

ready to blow again



  

                   

Making sure, jack...



  

                   

"Reihi was a Taniwha.



  

                   

"She lived at the bottom

of a huge lake.



  

                   

"She spent most of her time



  

                   

"taking care of

a greenstone wall.



  

                   

"The wall

stopped the water



  

                   

"from flooding

over the people



  

                   

"who lived

by Reihi's lake.



  

                   

"Once a month,

the people would bring



  

                   

"a huge piece

of greenstone



  

                   

to help Reihi

keep the wall strong."



  

                   

...especially

if you drive around



  

                   

the big towns, people.



  

                   

Hope you love my wife,

you know...



  

                   

I was just

checking out



  

                   

the weather

situation.



  

                   

A few showers as well



  

                   

and light winds

at first,



  

                   

but it's going to be

getting better



  

                   

throughout the day

and the night...



  

                   

A bit of cloud

and a bit of rain as well.



  

                   

People, I've just had

a phone call from Darren.



  

                   

Now, apparently, Darren's

just lost his girlfriend.



  

                   

Brother...



  

                   

I'd say we are

in business, my man.



  

                   

What's happening,

everybody?



  

                   

Aah!



  

                   

Settle down!



  

                   

"Then the children

would run and laugh



  

                   

"Then the children

would run and laugh



  

                   

as they collected all the fish

Reihi had left for them."



  

                   

Was it a good story,

kids?



  

                   

Well, I liked it.



  

                   

No. It's dumb.



  

                   

What's a Taniwha?



  

                   

It's a creature

that looks after people.



  

                   

Where the fuck is everyone?!



  

                   

What are you doing home?



  

                   

I got something for you.



  

                   

Come on, Hu,

let's go!



  

                   

What do you reckon,

kids?



  

                   

- Yeah!

- Yeah!



  

                   

Oh, yum!



  

                   

Oh, Jake!



  

                   

Look at

all the kai moana!



  

                   

Bloody oceans

of the stuff!



  

                   

- I'm hungry!

- Me, too!



  

                   

Go on, kids.

Grab some.



  

                   

Take it outside.



  

                   

Come on, Hu.



  

                   

Got to eat them

outside.



  

                   

Where the fuck you off to?

Come have a feed, boy.



  

                   

No.



  

                   

Fuck him.



  

                   

Jake, not on

the table, hon.



  

                   

Oh, why not?

I want a feed.



  

                   

Well, the kids

might come in.



  

                   

Well, what about

the chair?



  

                   

Remember?



  

                   

So...



  

                   

where did all

the seafood come from?



  

                   

I got lucky.



  

                   

I got laid off.



  

                   

What?



  

                   

Whoa, whoa, woman.

Let me finish.



  

                   

Jake Heke, you've got

a family to feed.



  

                   

You've got bills.



  

                   

Look, I've signed up

for the dole.



  

                   

It's only    bucks a week

less than my wages.



  

                   

Well, don't look like that.

It's not the end of the worid.



  

                   

What about

our house?



  

                   

We got a house,



   

                   

and the government ain't

going to kick us out.



   

                   

The rent's cheap.



   

                   

I want us to have

our own home, Jake.



   

                   

Damn you. We can't make

bloody ends meet as it is.



   

                   

Forget the bloody house.



   

                   

Let's talk about

the bedroom.



   

                   

Oh, don't, Jake!



   

                   

You fucking got to spoil

everything, don't you?



   

                   

Fuck you!



   

                   

Ooh, yeah,

ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah



   

                   

Scoo da da do wa oh



   

                   

Ooh, I left this mark

on this worid



   

                   

Ooh, yeah,

ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah



   

                   

Scoo da da do wa oh



   

                   

Yo, Toot.



   

                   

Yo, G.



   

                   

What you up to?



   

                   

Oh, you know, a bit

of this and the other.



   

                   

You never know when

the Queen might drop by.



   

                   

Well, if she does,

here's something to feed her.



   

                   

Bloody Santa Claus!



   

                   

Do you think we'll ever

get out of here, Toot?



   

                   

I don't know.



   

                   

Maybe.



   

                   

You know,

when I'm old enough



   

                   

to get the dole,



   

                   

I might just do this baby up

and drive on out.



   

                   

Can I come, too?



   

                   

Of course.

You're my best mate.



   

                   

Hey, Gracie, did you

bring your book?



   

                   

Oh, I forgot.



   

                   

I just finished

a new story, too,



   

                   

but I can remember

most of it.



   

                   

Choice!



   

                   

The story was about

a Taniwha.



   

                   

Do you know

what a Taniwha is?



   

                   

Well,

Reihi was a Taniwha.



   

                   

She lived at the bottom

of this lake.



   

                   

Now, she spent

most of her time



   

                   

looking after this huge

greenstone wall.



   

                   

The wall stopped

the water



   

                   

from flooding

over the people



   

                   

who lived

by Reihi's lake.



   

                   

Once a month,

the people would bring...



   

                   

Beth Heke?



   

                   

What now?



   

                   

Been keeping

bad company.



   

                   

Was that before or after

you picked him up?



   

                   

So what's

the charge?



   

                   

Oh, he's lucky

this time.



   

                   

Two older boys

stole the car.



   

                   

He's just hanging around

with the wrong crowd.



   

                   

Still, it's not going

to look good tomorrow



   

                   

when he appears in court

on those other charges.



   

                   

You think you know everything

about us, don't you?



   

                   

It's my job.



   

                   

Is she a Taniwha, Mom?



   

                   

No, son.



   

                   

Well, we'll leave

Boogie with you, then.



   

                   

- Mark.

- Pardon?



   

                   

My son's name

is Mark.



   

                   

Well, that's not

the name he gave us.



   

                   

You get those

Ionely, Ionely



   

                   

Lonely, Ionely

blues



   

                   

When you're

on your own



   

                   

Mm-hmm



   

                   

So all you've

got to do



   

                   

Is call up

on the phone



   

                   

No need to be

alone



   

                   

Mm-hmm



   

                   

And if you lose

your way



   

                   

And you've got

nowhere to go...



   

                   

The usual.



   

                   

What's your

fucking problem?



   

                   

The man can sure

pack a punch.



   

                   

He's been

behind bars, I bet.



   

                   

Yeah, right.

Bloody zoo.



   

                   

If I wanted to drink

with women,



   

                   

I'd drink in the bloody

lounge bar, huh?



   

                   

I've had women

up to here.



   

                   

Come on, Polly.

Help your sister.



   

                   

Set the table, girl.



   

                   

There are reports

that they've had



   

                   

at least one sighting

of the Virgin.



   

                   

Oh, no wonder

we got it...



   

                   

Why, Boog?



   

                   

Don't know.



   

                   

You don't know?



   

                   

Do you know



   

                   

you have to go

to court tomorrow?



   

                   

Do you remember

what Bennett said?



   

                   

Jeez, Boog, what's

bloody wrong with you?



   

                   

Don't know.



   

                   

When you were a kid,

you wouldn't even take



   

                   

a piece of fruit

without asking.



   

                   

You're going to come

tomorrow, aren't you, Mom?



   

                   

Yes, we'll be there.

Will you?



   

                   

Yeah. Just keep

your hands



   

                   

in your pockets

there, brother.



   

                   

Come on, bro. I'd just

like to see them smile.



   

                   

Oh, you mean

like this?



   

                   

You dirty bastard.



   

                   

I can make mine

smile all right.



   

                   

I just can't make

the woman happy.



   

                   

I took a big feed

of seafood home today...



   

                   

bloody everything.



   

                   

Just wanted to put

a smile on her face.



   

                   

You think she'd let me?

No chance.



   

                   

All I told her

was I got laid off.



   

                   

Anyone would have

thought I told her



   

                   

that my prick dropped off.



   

                   

Laid off twice

in one day, eh, bro?



   

                   

Poor bastard.



   

                   

Whoo-hoo-hoo!



   

                   

You're leaving home

in the morning



   

                   

You come on home

in the night



   

                   

Ooh, babe...



   

                   

Fucking beautiful.



   

                   

And when

I ask you, babe



   

                   

You just say,

you're right



   

                   

But you don't know



   

                   

What my heart's

been going through



   

                   

Staying up late



   

                   

Just waitin' on you



   

                   

When will you be

the one for me?



   

                   

Oh, yeah,

without your love



   

                   

I can't make it



   

                   

You're all...



   

                   

Gee, where did you

get those muscles from?



   

                   

Bro, you've been lifting

those weights, huh?



   

                   

What, you've done lag?

Am I right?



   

                   

You want to

fuck with me?



   

                   

You should learn

to pay your respects.



   

                   

In case you want

to know, it's Jake...



   

                   

Jake the Muss.



   

                   

Mmm, loving you

is all I need, boy



   

                   

I was right... too much weights,

not enough speed work.



   

                   

Useless prick.



   

                   

Cheers.



   

                   

Into me



   

                   

Am I not enough

for you...



   

                   

Party at my place

tonight, boys.



   

                   

Come on, Poll. Bed.



   

                   

Come on, Hu.



   

                   

Hurry up, Polly.



   

                   

Thanks, Bub.



   

                   

Good night, Mum.



   

                   

Night-night, Polly.



   

                   

You, too, mister.



   

                   

You've got a big day

tomorrow.



   

                   

You won't forget, eh, Mum?



   

                   

How can I forget



   

                   

with you reminding me

every   minutes?



   

                   

Good night, son.



   

                   

Good night, Mum.



   

                   

Whoo-hoo!



   

                   

Whoo-hoo!



   

                   

Your old man was

sure swinging tonight.



   

                   

He'll be swinging,

all right,



   

                   

by the time

I've finished with him.



   

                   

Did you hear

he got the sack?



   

                   

Doesn't surprise me,

girl...



   

                   

days he took off.



   

                   

Beth, babe.



   

                   

Dooley!



   

                   

You should have seen

the Muss in action.



   

                   

It was beautiful.



   

                   

He decked

a bloody gorilla.



   

                   

He was big.

Man, was he big.



   

                   

Fucking huge.



   

                   

It has to be said...



   

                   

almost as big as that

thing in Bully's pants.



   

                   

Notice he said

almost, ladies?



   

                   

Yeah, right.



   

                   

Hey, girl, you should have

seen him, though.



   

                   

Dool's right...

big...



   

                   

and bloody ugly.



   

                   

Well, he didn't get

everything right, though.



   

                   

Well, it's just that Bully

isn't that big, girl.



   

                   

- Whoo!

- Whoo!



   

                   

Mmm, you're hot

tonight, girl.



   

                   

Yeah, ever since Jake



   

                   

put his hand

halfway up my skirt.



   

                   

Ooh, I might have to

go home early tonight.



   

                   

Yo, Mave.

Give us a song.



   

                   

Come on, Mave!



   

                   

How about you and Beth

sing for me?



   

                   

- Yeah!

- Yeah!



   

                   

OK, OK, OK.



   

                   

Give us a G.

Give us a G.



   

                   

Well, I've tried



   

                   

- Whoo!

- Whoo!



   

                   

As hard as I can



   

                   

Just to make you



   

                   

Understand



   

                   

'Cause the worid



   

                   

It won't stop



   

                   

It keeps goin'



   

                   

Goin'

round and round



   

                   

I guess the nature



   

                   

The nature of love



   

                   

Hurts always, always



   

                   

What are you doing?



   

                   

Couldn't you sleep,

either?



   

                   

Aren't they beautiful

when they're like that?



   

                   

I wish I could see them.



   

                   

I remember



   

                   

They're just drunk.

That's all.



   

                   

All those

yesterdays



   

                   

People show their true feelings

when they're drunk.



   

                   

Understanding



   

                   

Man, Gracie, you've got

some far-out ideas.



   

                   

I thought Mum said

you were growing up.



   

                   

At least I'm not going

to court tomorrow.



   

                   

Oh, sorry, Boog.



   

                   

I didn't mean it.



   

                   

Oh, what the hell.



   

                   

What's the worst

that can happen?



   

                   

The nature of love



   

                   

And it's always,

always been this way



   

                   

So, now, my lover



   

                   

There'll be no other



   

                   

The stars

in the heavens



   

                   

Will shine forever



   

                   

Moments we treasure



   

                   

You and I in love



   

                   

So, darlin'



   

                   

Here is my heart



   

                   

So, darlin'



   

                   

Here is my heart



   

                   

So, darlin'



   

                   

Here is my heart



   

                   

Ohh



   

                   

Yeah



   

                   

- Whoo!

- Whoo!



   

                   

You're a hard lady,

Bethie.



   

                   

And you're

a hard man, Jakey.



   

                   

Play another one,

someone.



   

                   

Next time,

watch what you say



   

                   

in front of

the fucking women!



   

                   

How's that

for true feelings?



   

                   

Oh, don't play

that shit, friend.



   

                   

Play something

we all know.



   

                   

Later!



   

                   

Have a feed.

Have a feed.



   

                   

Have a feed.



   

                   

Hey, Mavis, come have

a drink with me, mate!



   

                   

What's up with

bloody Millie?



   

                   

Is she spoiling

the party, or what?



   

                   

Too much gin

and not enough sex.



   

                   

Hey, hey, hey.



   

                   

I'm not going to

miss out tonight.



   

                   

Dooley, eh?



   

                   

Strike when the pants

are ready to drop.



   

                   

Looks like they've

already dropped, Mave.



   

                   

Never mind him, Mave.

Come have a feed.



   

                   

There's still a bit left

in the bottom.



   

                   

Dooley, what the fuck

are you doing?



   

                   

You're with me!



   

                   

Got any money?



   

                   

Money?



   

                   

What for?



   

                   

You don't need money.



   

                   

You got everything

you want right here.



   

                   

You got booze, food.



   

                   

The old man.



   

                   

Don't give me

your bullshit excuses!



   

                   

Come on. Let's go.



   

                   

Have a drink with me, son.



   

                   

Remember how we used to

talk and laugh?



   

                   

We could talk and talk,

you and me.



   

                   

Remember?



   

                   

You're drunk.



   

                   

I'm not drunk.



   

                   

I'm happy.



   

                   

Then you're out of

your fuckin' head.



   

                   

Oh, I'm so sorry,

babe.



   

                   

I didn't... hang on.



   

                   

Hang on, son.

I got some money.



   

                   

Hey, cook us

some eggs, eh, Beth?



   

                   

Ooh, and some bacon.



   

                   

Fuck off!



   

                   

What the fuck's

going on?



   

                   

I asked for

some eggs, but...



   

                   

Cook the man

some eggs.



   

                   

You want eggs?



   

                   

Well, have the bloody

lot of them!



   

                   

It's OK, man.



   

                   

Cook the man

some fucking eggs.



   

                   

Do it yourself, Jake!



   

                   

I'm not the fuckin' slave

around here, Jake!



   

                   

No, you can...



   

                   

You're a fuckin' coward!



   

                   

Leave her alone,

you fucking bastard!



   

                   

Stop it!

Stop it!



   

                   

It's OK, Poll.



   

                   

Shh! Shh!



   

                   

Shush, Hu.



   

                   

Shh!



   

                   

I want Mummy!



   

                   

It's OK, Poll.



   

                   

You'll be OK

tomorrow.



   

                   

Your fuckin' mouth!



   

                   

You do as you're fucking told!



   

                   

Fuck. Last time,

I got    bucks.



   

                   

So what are you

up to, Gracie?



   

                   

You could help.



   

                   

Not me.

Waste of bloody time.



   

                   

You should leave it.



   

                   

There'll be plenty of time

for you to clean up



   

                   

after drunken

fucking parties.



   

                   

What do you mean?



   

                   

When you

get married, girl.



   

                   

Who said I want to?



   

                   

It's just the way

things are.



   

                   

No. The fellas around here

are too ugly.



   

                   

It's just a matter

of time, Gracie.



   

                   

Who did the prick

smack over?



   

                   

The fuckin' bastard!



   

                   

Where are you going?



   

                   

Out of this

fuckin' hole!



   

                   

They've eaten

the whole lot.



   

                   

I'm hungry.



   

                   

How about

some Chinese?



   

                   

Yuck!



   

                   

Where's Mum?



   

                   

Well, she's not

bloody here, is she?



   

                   

Look, there's

one more pea.



   

                   

Yeah,

I know, Boog.



   

                   

Do you want

an aspirin?



   

                   

Listen, Boog...



   

                   

Grace can go with you, eh?



   

                   

Give a good impressión.



   

                   

I'm not feeling

the best, son.



   

                   

Just give me time

to wash up.



   

                   

Nothing that a good

coffee won't fix.



   

                   

I'll catch

a later bus.



   

                   

OK, Boog?



   

                   

We love the reggae giris,

we love the reggae giris



   

                   

The reggae music make you

jump and stomp, yes



   

                   

The reggae music make you

dance and prance, yes



   

                   

So everybody come

and shake your butt, yes



   

                   

'Cause this the music,

and I'm the best, yes



   

                   

And this is something

that they must confess, yes...



   

                   

Do you reckon

we should go in?



   

                   

Nah. Wait for Mum.



   

                   

Come on, son.

We're running late.



   

                   

Didn't I tell you I was

picking you up this morning?



   

                   

Forgot.



   

                   

Come on.



   

                   

Bit of trouble



   

                   

at your place

last night.



   

                   

Look, Mark,

I have to be honest.



   

                   

You're on remand.



   

                   

The cops say they

found you on the streets.



   

                   

They're going to try

and persuade the judge



   

                   

that your parents

can't control you.



   

                   

I've seen your mother.



   

                   

I don't think



   

                   

she's going to make it here

this morning.



   

                   

She's going to

catch a later bus.



   

                   

- Morning.

- Hi.



   

                   

Mark, you ready?

Better go in.



   

                   

Come on.



   

                   

Nig Heke, eh?



   

                   

Son of Jake the Muss.



   

                   

You a bit of a chip off

the old block, boy?



   

                   

I'm nothing like him.



   

                   

Yeah, we'll see.



   

                   

So today's

the day, boy.



   

                   

Judgment day.



   

                   

How bad

do you want in?



   

                   

Didn't hear you, boy.



   

                   

I want a patch.



   

                   

You hear that, brothers?



   

                   

He wants a patch.



   

                   

You'll have to get

through me first.



   

                   

Do all right

with women, boy?



   

                   

I do all right.



   

                   

Must be your

flashy smile, eh?



   

                   

Value your teeth?



   

                   

You like your

pretty-boy face.



   

                   

Call you

Michael Jackson,



   

                   

except we'll

rearrange it for free.



   

                   

You think

about that, boy,



   

                   

before you think

about any patch.



   

                   

Is that right, Mark?



   

                   

You admit

to the burglaries?



   

                   

And what about these

motor-vehicle charges?



   

                   

Will you be

withdrawing those?



   

                   

Yes, your honor,

but we recommend



   

                   

that Mark goes into

social welfare custody.



   

                   

Take your hat off,

please, sergeant.



   

                   

We picked him up

yesterday.



   

                   

Sir, it's pretty clear

that his parents



   

                   

can't look after him.



   

                   

And, um...



   

                   

what do you two have?



   

                   

I'm in a difficult position.



   

                   

I've had no contact

with Mark's parents, and...



   

                   

Yes, well, I was hoping



   

                   

the boy's mother

would be here today.



   

                   

I was around there

this morning,



   

                   

and after what I saw...



   

                   

I don't think Mark

should be at home.



   

                   

Yes. Yes.

All right.



   

                   

Things seem to be going

from bad to worse



   

                   

for you, don't they,

Mark?



   

                   

Under the circumstances,



   

                   

if your parents can't

control you,



   

                   

I'll have to remand you

in social welfare custody.



   

                   

Nig Heke's

brother.



   

                   

Looks like a fucking

poofter to me.



   

                   

Baby, you can fuck

with me any day.



   

                   

Now, you can either

do this the hard way,



   

                   

or you can make it

work for you.



   

                   

- It's your choice.

- What do you mean?



   

                   

You can let me

help you,



   

                   

and you might learn

something,



   

                   

or you could end up

in jail.



   

                   

Because that's where

you're heading.



   

                   

Sorry to interrupt.

Can I see you a moment?



   

                   

Uh, yeah.

I'll see you outside.



   

                   

Please try, Boog.



   

                   

It can't be

that bad, eh?



   

                   

At least you'll be doing

something different.



   

                   

Hey, I could even

write to you.



   

                   

I've never had anyone

to write to before.



   

                   

Gee, girl, you

started without me.



   

                   

Jeez, woman,

is that the result



   

                   

of one hell of

an orgasm or what?



   

                   

What the hell

happened?



   

                   

Same old story.



   

                   

Never learn to keep

my mouth shut.



   

                   

Help yourself

to a beer.



   

                   

Ah, what the hell.



   

                   

Surprised there's

any left.



   

                   

Well, you know

the rules, girl.



   

                   

Keep your mouth shut

and your legs open.



   

                   

Didn't get

to court, then, eh?



   

                   

Like this?



   

                   

Do more harm

than good.



   

                   

Welfare came round

this morning.



   

                   

Promised Boog

I'd be there for him.



   

                   

That boy's got to learn

to stand on his own two feet.



   

                   

You're going to

have to take a chain saw



   

                   

to those apron

strings, girl.



   

                   

He's not strong

like the others, Mave.



   

                   

Ah, shit. I remember

when he was a wee fella.



   

                   

Couldn't tear him

off you.



   

                   

He'll be all right.



   

                   

It's Nig

I'd worry about.



   

                   

It doesn't seem

like that long ago



   

                   

that Nig was a baby.



   

                   

Well, he's not a baby

anymore,



   

                   

that's for sure!



   

                   

Jeez, you should have

seen Jake, Mave,



   

                   

boasting about

his baby boy...



   

                   

till Nig started

crying at night.



   

                   

That's about when those

two parted company.



   

                   

Ain't that the truth?

Bloody men.



   

                   

Jeez, he was

a beautiful baby, Mave.



   

                   

Oh, enough bloody

talk, girl.



   

                   

Hit the fella

over the head!



   

                   

Tell him to wake

his ideas up.



   

                   

Bloody gangs.



   

                   

Kati!



   

                   

So how

you doing, boy?



   

                   

The brothers

can't hear you, boy.



   

                   

Timata!



   

                   

Kati!



   

                   

Brother,



   

                   

now you've met

your new family.



   

                   

I wanted to be

there, Grace.



   

                   

I couldn't.



   

                   

They'd have

sent him away.



   

                   

You've seen

the state of me, Bub.



   

                   

They did.



   

                   

They did, Mum.



   

                   

They sent Boog

away.



   

                   

But how can

they do that...



   

                   

just take

someone's son away?



   

                   

It's OK, Mum.



   

                   

Boog seemed OK.



   

                   

He should be

at home with us.



   

                   

Can't a man get some

fuckin' sleep around here?



   

                   

Fuck, woman,

you look fucking awful.



   

                   

Go clean yourself up.



   

                   

This is as cleaned up



   

                   

as I get,

you bastard.



   

                   

Tried getting cleaned up

all morning



   

                   

so I could go to court

with our son.



   

                   

Our son, Jake!



   

                   

What the fuck's

Nig been up to?



   

                   

You have

no idea, do you?



   

                   

Boogie!



   

                   

Boogie?

Is that right?



   

                   

He's gone, Jake.



   

                   

He's gone to welfare,

and you slept



   

                   

through the whole

bloody thing.



   

                   

Is that all?



   

                   

Is that what all this

slamming of fucking doors,



   

                   

crying, and carrying on

is about?



   

                   

Fuck!



   

                   

The boy is soft.



   

                   

It'll toughen him up.



   

                   

Anyone would think

he bloody died or something.



   

                   

Hey, so go do something

about the way you look.



   

                   

You're starting to

make me feel fucking sick.



   

                   

You did this to me,

you bastard.



   

                   

I hope you spew

your guts out.



   

                   

You know your fucking

problem, eh, woman?



   

                   

You're too

bloody lippy,



   

                   

too bloody

smart-mouthed.



   

                   

You're a bad example

for the fucking kids.



   

                   

Always writing, aren't you?

Too fucking smart.



   

                   

You'll end up like

your mother here.



   

                   

I hate him.



   

                   

Bring your book

here, Bub.



   

                   

What you been

writing?



   

                   

I was going to

write to Boog.



   

                   

You got a good

nature, girl.



   

                   

Mr. Bennett said

we could visit.



   

                   

It's all right

for those fellas.



   

                   

They've got everything

at their fingertips...



   

                   

flashy car,

plenty of money.



   

                   

Easy for them.



   

                   

Knew we couldn't.



   

                   

I didn't say

we couldn't.



   

                   

It just won't be easy.



   

                   

Got to find

the money.



   

                   

Do you think we could?



   

                   

Yes, I do.



   

                   

I promise.



   

                   

I love you, Mum.



   

                   

I love you,

too, Bub.



   

                   

Hey, Gracie.



   

                   

Come and suck

on this.



   

                   

You fellas

are too ugly.



   

                   

Did you hear?

Boog got sent away.



   

                   

Yeah, I heard.



   

                   

Boys' home, right?



   

                   

- You want a puff?

- Nah.



   

                   

Well, yeah.

Why not?



   

                   

He's going to be

OK, though.



   

                   

And you know why?



   

                   

Because Mum said

we can visit...



   

                   

you know,

as a family.



   

                   

Isn't that choice?



   

                   

Yeah. Yeah.

Choice.



   

                   

What do you think

it'll be like?



   

                   

What?

The boys' home?



   

                   

Got to be better

than this car.



   

                   

You going to

hold on to that



   

                   

till it goes out?



   

                   

Oh. Sorry.



   

                   

You're the only one

I can talk to.



   

                   

You know that, Toot?



   

                   

Yeow, G.

Best mates...



   

                   

forever.



   

                   

    smackeroonies.



   

                   

Fuckin' beautiful.



   

                   

Fuckin' tin-ass.



   

                   

Must be your shout,

eh, bro?



   

                   

Yeah, all right,

all right.



   

                   

Well,

bloody hell.



   

                   

I should have brought

the video camera.



   

                   

Get out

and stay out,



   

                   

you fucking

bastard!



   

                   

Hey, Muss.



   

                   

Have a win on

the Gigis, Muss?



   

                   

Look at the bloody

state of you, man.



   

                   

You're a fucking mess.



   

                   

Don't you ever speak

to me again, you hear?



   

                   

You might

spoil my night.



   

                   

Good evening, ladies.



   

                   

I've just had

a bit of a windfall,



   

                   

and since you're looking

so bloody beautiful,



   

                   

I thought I might buy

you gals a drink,



   

                   

especially the one

standing here



   

                   

in his fucking

party dress.



   

                   

Barman,   milk shakes, eh?



   

                   

Easy on the ice cream.



   

                   

Ooh. Forget it, lady.



   

                   

You looked better

before you turned around.



   

                   

Fuck, boy,

you're too much.



   

                   

If you want to be

like your old man,



   

                   

learn how to stand

on your own two feet.



   

                   

Fuck. Is that

your old man?



   

                   

Piss off.

I don't have an old man.



   

                   

You're still a bloody

attractive woman.



   

                   

You mean after you

take to me with your fists?



   

                   

You make me sick.



   

                   

Oh, hon, you still

on about the other week?



   

                   

I told you,

I'm sorry.



   

                   

And I told you

when I get like that,



   

                   

get out of my way.



   

                   

But you have to get

all lippy on me.



   

                   

I got a temper on me,

but who hasn't?



   

                   

You're priceless.



   

                   

Well, at least



   

                   

I try to make it up

to you.



   

                   

Get off me, Jake.



   

                   

Oh, you're a hard lady.



   

                   

Hey, where do you think

you're going?



   

                   

Sit down

and keep a man company.



   

                   

I've got things

to think about.



   

                   

Like what?



   

                   

Since when

were you interested?



   

                   

Well, if you can't tell



   

                   

by the way

I just grabbed you,



   

                   

I must be

losing my touch.



   

                   

If you're not gonna take me

seriously, Jake...



   

                   

Take it easy.

Talk to Jakey.



   

                   

It's just...



   

                   

It's just what?



   

                   

Jeez,

you're pretty.



   

                   

I want us

to visit Boogie.



   

                   

Is that all?



   

                   

Go together,

as a family.



   

                   

You know,

make a day of it,



   

                   

take up a nice

picnic lunch.



   

                   

Maybe we could rent

a car for the day.



   

                   

Oh, yeah. Maybe we could

fuckin' fly.



   

                   

It's not impossible, Jake.



   

                   

I've worked it out.



   

                   

There's the money Auntie Matawai

sent me at Christmas.



   

                   

If I put a bit

aside each week



   

                   

from the housekeeping,



   

                   

in a month,

maybe we could go.



   

                   

Please, Jake?



   

                   

And this whole day

means a lot to you, huh?



   

                   

Yes.



   

                   

Book the fuckin'

limousine.



   

                   

Horses, babe.



   

                   

Honest.



   

                   

Now, will you

come here?



   

                   

Tell Jakey

you love him.



   

                   

That's the trouble,

Jake. I do.



   

                   

What's going on?



   

                   

It's Heke, sir.



   

                   

He's got your

taiaha, sir.



   

                   

If you want to smash

things, boy,



   

                   

you start with me!



   

                   

You think you're man enough

to hold a taiaha, boy?



   

                   

I hate

this fucking place!



   

                   

You're not supposed

to like it!



   

                   

Let me go,

you black bastard!



   

                   

We are the same

color, boy!



   

                   

The British used to think



   

                   

the bayonet

was the most lethal



   

                   

of all hand-to-hand

combat weapons,



   

                   

till they came across

our warriors,



   

                   

who fought

with a taiaha.



   

                   

You think your fist

is your weapon?



   

                   

When I have

taught you,



   

                   

your mind will be.



   

                   

You'll carry your

taiaha inside you.



   

                   

Come on.



   

                   

Whoa, this is

the life, eh, kids?



   

                   

Don't even have to

change gears.



   

                   

Want to come and visit

your brother, son?



   

                   

Nah. Got something

else on.



   

                   

Oh, come on, son...

as a family.



   

                   

to visit your

own brother, boy?



   

                   

Rather be with a pack

of wankers.



   

                   

He would have come, Jake,



   

                   

if you would have waited.



   

                   

He would have.



   

                   

Visits don't start

till after lunch.



   

                   

We may as well take

a drive, eh, kids?



   

                   

- Yeah!

- Yeah!



   

                   

What's the time,

Mr. Wolf?



   

                   

What's the time?



   

                   

What's the time,

Mr. Wolf?



   

                   

What's the time?



   

                   

What's the time,

Mr. Wolf?



   

                   

What's the time?



   

                   

What's the time,

Mr. Wolf?



   

                   

What's the time?



   

                   

I said  :  



   

                   

 :  



   

                   

 :  



   

                   

 :  



   

                   

 :  



   

                   

 :  



   

                   

Spooly, spooly,

spooly ooly dooly booly



   

                   

 :  



   

                   

 :  



   

                   

 :   widdly widdly widdly,

wee, wee, oh



   

                   

What's the time,

Mr. Wolf?



   

                   

What's the time?



   

                   

What's the time, Mr. Wolf?

What's the time?



   

                   

What's that place

over there, Mum?



   

                   

Taku Whenua Tuturu.



   

                   

My piece of dirt.



   

                   

That's where I was

brought up, kids.



   

                   

What's that big house

over there, Mum?



   

                   

That's the Wharenui.



   

                   

It was a lot different

when I was a girl.



   

                   

It was always

impressive.



   

                   

What's

impressive?



   

                   

Choice.



   

                   

It was

always choice.



   

                   

And inside

are the most



   

                   

choicest carvings.



   

                   

Oh, and inside

are photos



   

                   

of the old people



   

                   

and the Tukutuku

panels.



   

                   

You know, I used to

help Nannie



   

                   

and Auntie Matawai

repair them.



   

                   

Well, why don't we

ever go there, Mum?



   

                   

One day we'll all

end up there.



   

                   

See over there

to the right?



   

                   

That's the Urupa...



   

                   

the family cemetery.



   

                   

All my family

are buried there.



   

                   

I'd love to go

and see them.



   

                   

Not before me,

you don't.



   

                   

Your father and I



   

                   

were going to get

hitched there.



   

                   

Except we didn't.



   

                   

I wasn't bloody

good enough...



   

                   

not for their

royal highness.



   

                   

Tell them everything,

why don't you?



   

                   

Your mother

was beautiful...



   

                   

pride

of the fucking tribe...



   

                   

And this old

black-ass comes along



   

                   

and steals her away.



   

                   

And you know where

I come from, kids?



   

                   

A long line of slaves.



   

                   

Fucking slaves.



   

                   

I'd like to see

those wankers



   

                   

call Jake the Muss

that now.



   

                   

Ah, this place

gives me the creeps.



   

                   

Come on, kids.



   

                   

Doesn't give me

the creeps.



   

                   

You never met

my grandmother.



   

                   

Eh, Jake?



   

                   

Just want to show

our flash car to my mates.



   

                   

Whoa, bro,

you know what



   

                   

the penalty is

for car theft?



   

                   

Just one beer, huh?



   

                   

One, Jake.



   

                   

Just the one.



   

                   

Promise?



   

                   

Cross my heart.



   

                   

Cheer.



   

                   

Cheer.



   

                   

Ah, cheer.



   

                   

Cheer, bro.



   

                   

Cheer.



   

                   

Cheer.



   

                   

How long is Dad

gonna be?



   

                   

I'd get that tone

out of your voice



   

                   

if I were you.



   

                   

How many times have

you seen your father



   

                   

like today, Grace?



   

                   

Never...

that's how many,



   

                   

so just give him

a chance, eh?



   

                   

Now running on the track,



   

                   

it's Robin the Fair...



   

                   

Bethie!

Name your poison.



   

                   

Oh, no, thanks,

Dooley.



   

                   

Jake and I are going to

visit our son Boogie.



   

                   

Aren't we, Jake?



   

                   

Yeah, yeah.

Just a minute.



   

                   

I'm trying to listen

to the horse race.



   

                   

You promised, Jake.



   

                   

Shut up, woman.



   

                   

You'll make me miss

who won the fuckin' race.



   

                   

The kids are hungry.



   

                   

Well, feed them.



   

                   

You got bootloads

of the stuff.



   

                   

We'll be waiting.



   

                   

Come on, come on.

Come up, come up.



   

                   

So he's not coming?



   

                   

Oh, he's coming,

all right.



   

                   

You're hopeful.



   

                   

No, Grace.



   

                   

It's just a woman's

lot, that's all.



   

                   

One day

you'll understand.



   

                   

No, no, no,

no, no, no.



   

                   

Stop, stop.



   

                   

It's good, but it's

not good enough!



   

                   

I've told you fellas

time and again,



   

                   

this haka won't work



   

                   

until you get

the first action right!



   

                   

You're reaching up

for all these ancestral lines,



   

                   

and you're pulling them

down into your body!



   

                   

The weight

of your ancestors.



   

                   

Some of you look

as though you're reaching



   

                   

for butterflies

or something.



   

                   

Now, let's do it again...



   

                   

and wake up!



   

                   

And I in love



   

                   

So, darling,

here is my heart



   

                   

Give me

the keys, Jake.



   

                   

I said, give me

the keys.



   

                   

What for?



   

                   

I'm going to

visit Boogie.



   

                   

Bad idea.



   

                   

The problem is

you've spoiled the boy.



   

                   

You've got to

toughen him up.



   

                   

Give me

the bloody keys!



   

                   

That's it, woman.

Just fuck off!



   

                   

Take a bloody taxi.



   

                   

You got all my

bloody money.



   

                   

Fuck.



   

                   

I remember



   

                   

All those yesterdays



   

                   

We'll walk around

to the taxi stand.



   

                   

Taxi? What for?



   

                   

We're going home.



   

                   

No. We're going

to see Boogie.



   

                   

You promised.



   

                   

Please, Grace,

try to understand.



   

                   

I don't want to listen

to any more of your lies.



   

                   

I hate you!

I hate you both!



   

                   

Come on, kids.



   

                   

Boogie? Son?



   

                   

We were

on our way.



   

                   

We rented a car

for the trip.



   

                   

We had a bit

of an accident, son.



   

                   

Oh, well, you know



   

                   

what your father's like



   

                   

when he gets

behind the wheel.



   

                   

Had a picnic lunch

all prepared.



   

                   

Stayed up all last night.



   

                   

I got in

just what you like.



   

                   

It was just

a stupid accident.



   

                   

Whoa. Party at

my place tonight, boys.



   

                   

- Hello!

- Hey!



   

                   

Fuck. I need to piss.



   

                   

Thanks, mate.



   

                   

We really needed

to know that.



   

                   

Bethie, you awake?



   

                   

Come party with us.



   

                   

No.



   

                   

No more, Jake.



   

                   

I could tell

straightaway



   

                   

it was a holding.



   

                   

What's more, it's

my mate's holding.



   

                   

Next thing I know,

I give him a smack.



   

                   

Oh, if it isn't

Gracie.



   

                   

Hu wanted

some water.



   

                   

Come and give

your uncle a kiss.



   

                   

You're growing up

fast, girl.



   

                   

She's in bed,

where you should be.



   

                   

What happened then,

Jake?



   

                   

He comes back at me

with this crowbar.



   

                   

Yeah? And then what?



   

                   

I take the crowbar

off him



   

                   

and give him

another smack.



   

                   

Good night, Hu.



   

                   

Night-night.



   

                   

Shh. Shh.

It's OK, Gracie.



   

                   

Uncle Bully is going

to be gentle with you...



   

                   

as gentle as a lamb.



   

                   

Shh.



   

                   

Shh. Shh.



   

                   

Your mum and dad

are going to be



   

                   

real angry at you,



   

                   

turning me on

like that...



   

                   

coming downstairs

in nothing



   

                   

but that flimsy

little nightie.



   

                   

Shh, shh, shh.



   

                   

It's our secret,

hey, Gracie?



   

                   

You hear me, girl?



   

                   

Keep your mouth shut.



   

                   

Did Huata wet

the bed again, Bub?



   

                   

You should have

left it.



   

                   

I'd have

done that.



   

                   

Just go away.



   

                   

Go away.



   

                   

Look, I don't

blame you, Grace.



   

                   

I wanted

to see Boogie



   

                   

as much as you.



   

                   

You don't care

about any of us.



   

                   

That's not true.

I love you all.



   

                   

But you're a liar!



   

                   

Go on...



   

                   

got your period, Bub.



   

                   

It's bound to make you

a bit uptight...



   

                   

Get out! Get out!



   

                   

What's

for breakfast?



   

                   

You want something

to eat,



   

                   

fix it yourself.



   

                   

Give me a coffee.



   

                   

Go and have

a wash, Jake.



   

                   

Clean your ears out

while you're at it.



   

                   

What the fuck's

up with you?



   

                   

I'm not going to

take this anymore.



   

                   

Do you hear me,

Jake Heke?



   

                   

No more.



   

                   

We never

got to see Boogie.



   

                   

I don't want any more

of these drunken parties



   

                   

or your bloody ugly

mongrel mates coming around.



   

                   

It's no good...



   

                   

no good for the kids,



    

                   

especially now Grace

is growing.



    

                   

Who the fuck do you

think you are, eh?



    

                   

Sitting there like

Lady Bloody Muck,



    

                   

telling me

in my own house



    

                   

who I can

and can't have here.



    

                   

Well, I've asked

them back tonight,



    

                   

and you'd better

be ready for it.



    

                   

Do you hear me?!



    

                   

Now, get off

your fat ass



    

                   

and get busy.



    

                   

Oh, Grace!



    

                   

You know,

that's your problem.



    

                   

You spoil

the lot of them!



    

                   

No wonder they're all

so fucking screwed up!



    

                   

It's got nothing

to do with you,



    

                   

eh, Jake Heke?



    

                   

You're such

good father material!



    

                   

You chased Nig off!



    

                   

You couldn't give a damn

about Boogie!



    

                   

You're not gonna

hurt my babies anymore...



    

                   

not while I can do

something about it.



    

                   

Oh, you want

something to eat?



    

                   

Learn how to cook.



    

                   

Grace!



    

                   

Grace!



    

                   

What's up?



    

                   

I said, what's up?



    

                   

How long have you

been sitting there?



    

                   

Why is everything

so black, Toot?



    

                   

Don't know.



    

                   

Maybe 'cause we're

all bloody Maoris.



    

                   

You got something...



    

                   

you got something

to sniff?



    

                   

Yeah. A couple

of old socks.



    

                   

What's going on, G?



    

                   

I thought you said

we were best friends.



    

                   

If you're too bloody mean,

just forget it.



    

                   

Hang on. Hang on.



    

                   

No glue, OK? OK?



    

                   

But I've got

some dope.



    

                   

You want

some of that?



    

                   

What's going on

with you, Bub?



    

                   

What colors are you

seeing now, G?



    

                   

Still all black?



    

                   

Not an old black

in sight.



    

                   

Notice how you never see black

in a rainbow, do you?



    

                   

Just bright colors.



    

                   

Must be their pot.



    

                   

You know, the pot at

the end of the thing.



    

                   

Oh, dumb.



    

                   

Pot... the end

of the thing.



    

                   

You're just like

everyone else around here.



    

                   

I'm... I'm sorry.

I didn't mean it.



    

                   

You're just

a stupid kid



    

                   

that lives in

an old wreck of a car.



    

                   

G! G! Come back, G!



    

                   

G, come back!

What did I do?



    

                   

Please, G!



    

                   

I'm sorry!



    

                   

Please.



    

                   

This is the day

that the Lord has made



    

                   

That the Lord

has made



    

                   

We will rejoice



    

                   

We will rejoice

and be glad in it



    

                   

And be glad in it



    

                   

Whoa, for this

is the day



    

                   

That the Lord

has made



    

                   

We will rejoice

and be glad in it



    

                   

This is the day,

this is the day



    

                   

That the Lord

has made



    

                   

That the Lord

has made



    

                   

That the Lord

has made



    

                   

We will rejoice



    

                   

We will rejoice

and be glad in it



    

                   

And be glad

in it



    

                   

This is the day



    

                   

That the Lord

has made



    

                   

We will rejoice

and be glad in it



    

                   

This is the day,

this is the day



    

                   

That the Lord

has made



    

                   

Shit. It's nearly

on empty.



    

                   

I've got money.



    

                   

Forget the money.

It's just no good.



    

                   

We've been driving

around for hours.



    

                   

When was the last time

you phoned home?



    

                   

Uh, about  :  .



    

                   

Jeez.

It's nearly   :  .



    

                   

I've got those



    

                   

Lonely, Ionely, Ionely,

Ionely blues



    

                   

Lonely, Ionely, Ionely,

Ionely blues



    

                   

I've got those



    

                   

Lonely, Ionely, Ionely,

Ionely blues



    

                   

Lonely, Ionely blues



    

                   

Look what she done,

what she done, my baby



    

                   

Bring your ass

in here, girl!



    

                   

Look what she done...



    

                   

I said in here!

Move!



    

                   

Your mother's

been out



    

                   

all day, half

the fucking night!



    

                   

Now, where the fuck

you been?



    

                   

Come on, bro,

she's home now.



    

                   

Let the kid

go to bed.



    

                   

Come on, Jake.



    

                   

Play the guitar, man.



    

                   

Go on.

Piss off to bed.



    

                   

Hey, come on, give

your Uncle Bully



    

                   

a kiss good night.



    

                   

I don't want to.



    

                   

What? I didn't

hear you.



    

                   

I said I don't want to.



    

                   

What, you got

a hearing problem, girl?



    

                   

Hey, no. Leave it.



    

                   

Daddy, no!



    

                   

Daddy!



    

                   

I told you

about this thing, eh?



    

                   

No fucking wonder

you don't do



    

                   

what you're

fucking told!



    

                   

Take it easy, Jake.



    

                   

She's just a kid.



    

                   

Go on.

Get out of here.



    

                   

Bully,

play us a song.



    

                   

Go on, dude.



    

                   

Look what she done,

what she done, my baby



    

                   

Look what she done,

what she done, my baby



    

                   

Look what she done...



    

                   

Stop your panic,

woman.



    

                   

She's home.



    

                   

She won't be

taking off anymore.



    

                   

Where is she, Jake?



    

                   

She pissed off

out the back.



    

                   

What the fuck?



    

                   

Aah! Aah! Oh! Oh!



    

                   

Some-someone help me

get her down!



    

                   

Please! Please!



    

                   

Come on, baby.

Come on, girl.



    

                   

It's all right,

baby.



    

                   

Mummy's home.

Mummy's home.



    

                   

Come on, Grace.

Oh, God.



    

                   

We've got to

do something.



    

                   

My baby!



    

                   

I'll get help.



    

                   

No, Grace!



    

                   

Don't cry, Mavis.



    

                   

Doesn't do any good.



    

                   

Auntie Matawai?



    

                   

It's Beth.



    

                   

Ka mata oku

tamahine...



    

                   

last night.



    

                   

I want to bring her

home, Auntie.



    

                   

Will you come

and get us, please?



    

                   

Thank you.



    

                   

We're going to

play spacies.



    

                   

Come on, you two.



    

                   

Oh, where's Gracie?



    

                   

She's having

a long sleep.



    

                   

No, she's not.

Her bed's empty.



    

                   

That's enough, Polly.

Come on.



    

                   

What the fuck's

going on here?



    

                   

I want us to take

Grace back home



    

                   

to the Marae.



    

                   

This is

her fucking home.



    

                   

No, it's not.



    

                   

This was

never her home...



    

                   

never.



    

                   

And that

fucking place is?



    

                   

Fucking Maoris

who think they're better



    

                   

than the rest of us?



    

                   

I hate them.



    

                   

Bastards living

in the fucking past.



    

                   

It's our past, too, Jake.



    

                   

What's that

supposed to mean?



    

                   

I want Grace to be

with her people.



    

                   

We should have gone back

a long time ago.



    

                   

Fuck off!



    

                   

You're not

taking her anywhere.



    

                   

I'm taking her, Jake,

with or without you.



    

                   

I wasn't there

when Grace needed me.



    

                   

This time

I'm going to do



    

                   

the right thing

by her,



    

                   

and you're not

going to stop me.



    

                   

You fucking do,



    

                   

and I won't be here

when you get back.



    

                   

Well, go on, then.



    

                   

Go! Get the hell

out of here!



    

                   

I'm taking her.



    

                   

I'll kill you first!



    

                   

Well, go on. Do it.



    

                   

You're still

a slave, Jake...



    

                   

to your fists,

to the drink,



    

                   

to yourself.



    

                   

Well, go on.



    

                   

Kill the bloody

lot of us!



    

                   

Stay out of

my fucking way...



    

                   

or I'll kill you.



    

                   

You've come home, Grace.

We're home.



    

                   

Oh, my baby.



    

                   

Am I that much

of a bastard, eh?



    

                   

You're my mates.

You tell me.



    

                   

It's not too late



    

                   

if you want to go

to the Tangi.



    

                   

We'll drive you.



    

                   

Fuck off.



    

                   

I'm not going to give them

the satisfaction.



    

                   

I was never fucking

good enough,



    

                   

not for their Beth.



    

                   

I'll knock her

bloody head in.



    

                   

Never mind, bro.



    

                   

What's the key

to her, man?



    

                   

You think I was

tough on the kid?



    

                   

It wouldn't have been

just that, mate.



    

                   

Bull, what do you think?



    

                   

You think I was

tough on her?



    

                   

Fucked if I know, bro.



    

                   

I'll try and tell you

a story, eh, Gracie?



    

                   

The story about a young girl



    

                   

growing up

in this beautiful place.



    

                   

She was given an honor.



    

                   

She was made

Puhi of the Marae.



    

                   

The special one.



    

                   

Well, you see,

the girl fell in love,



    

                   

as all young people do.



    

                   

But you see,

the problem was...



    

                   

the old people

wouldn't agree to the fella.



    

                   

The girl, being headstrong,



    

                   

went with him anyway.



    

                   

Her father said

she'd be back...



    

                   

that when everything

went to hell, she'd be back.



    

                   

So the girl...

made a promise to herself



    

                   

and said she wouldn't.



    

                   

No matter what,

she wouldn't.



    

                   

You see, Grace...



    

                   

I did know

how to keep a promise.



    

                   

I did.



    

                   

I'm so sorry, Bub.



    

                   

I'm so sorry.



    

                   

I should have been

there for you, sis.



    

                   

You were always

there for us.



    

                   

Oh, son.



    

                   

Hey, G.



    

                   

Best friends...

forever.



    

                   

Remember?



    

                   

That's all I meant.

Honest.



    

                   

But you were right.



    

                   

I'm just a stupid kid



    

                   

who lives in an old

wreck of a car.



    

                   

She loved you, man.



    

                   

She loved you.



    

                   

What's the time?



    

                   

What's the time,

Mr. Wolf?



    

                   

What's the time?

Say, it's  :  



    

                   

Have you ever seen

so much piss?



    

                   

That's because

they love you, man.



    

                   

Yeah.



    

                   

Yeah. Why not?



    

                   

I'm a lovable chap.



    

                   

Jake the Muss.



    

                   

What's the time,

Mr. Wolf?



    

                   

Ohh ohh



    

                   

There's Mr. Daddy-Longlegs



    

                   

Crawling onto the ceiling



    

                   

The sun don't shine,

the sun don't shine



    

                   

The sun don't shine...



    

                   

Where the fuck are you?!



    

                   

You bastard!



    

                   

Fucking bastard.



    

                   

Don't forget your hat,

eh, uncle?



    

                   

Hey, uncle, did you

get all the ghosts?



    

                   

I sure did.



    

                   

Got the whole

lot of them.



    

                   

Bring the kids with you.



    

                   

We've got a lot of work

to do back home.



    

                   

And here, too, auntie.



    

                   

You sort out here first.



    

                   

Be strong.



    

                   

Good-bye, auntie.



    

                   

You made me

real proud today, son.



    

                   

Me, too, eh, Mum?

I made you proud today.



    

                   

You sure did, Bub.



    

                   

Well, I suppose I'd better

be taking off, then.



    

                   

Take off?

Where to?



    

                   

Probably back to my car.

I like it there.



    

                   

Well, do you think



    

                   

you could like it here,

with us?



    

                   

Because we like having you.



    

                   

Don't we, kids?



    

                   

Well, whatever

you say, Mrs. H.



    

                   

I mean, if you need me,

that'll be great.



    

                   

I do need you.



    

                   

Need you all.



    

                   

Well, we'll say grace.



    

                   

Grace!



    

                   

Thank you for my family,



    

                   

thank you for the food.

Amen.



    

                   

Good look, bro.



    

                   

Would you like one, bro?



    

                   

No, thanks, man.

I wear mine on the inside.



    

                   

you should take

the car back, son?



    

                   

In the morning.



    

                   

Your mates did you

proud today.



    

                   

Mrs. H, could you read me

one of G's stories?



    

                   

I can't.

That's why she reads to me.



    

                   

I mean used to.



    

                   

Yeah, the one

about the Taniwha.



    

                   

OK.



    

                   

What's wrong, Mum?



    

                   

Toot, put the kids

in the car.



    

                   

Thanks, bro.



    

                   

Anyway, this fucking ape

comes over to me,



    

                   

takes off his shades,

and says the classic line.



    

                   

The classic line!

Wait for it.



    

                   

Waiting,

waiting, waiting.



    

                   

"What the fuck

you staring at, man?"



    

                   

So I say to him, cool-ass,



    

                   

"Well, not you, mate.

Your spunky missis."



    

                   

Trouble is, she was

fucking uglier than him.



    

                   

Then all hell

broke loose.



    

                   

Old Jimmy, eh?



    

                   

Hey, you can stay at

my place tonight, mate.



    

                   

Yeah, fuck it.

Why not?



    

                   

Beth! Bully, give

the lady a seat.



    

                   

You fucking animal.



    

                   

What the fuck?



    

                   

Women and children, eh?

You fucking coward!



    

                   

Please, control your

missis there, mate.



    

                   

Who the fuck

do you think you are



    

                   

coming in here

mouthing off at my mates?



    

                   

Get the fucking hell

out of here



    

                   

before I kick

your bloody head in.



    

                   

That's always your

answer, eh, Jake?



    

                   

Violence.



    

                   

It's bad enough

that you did it here,



    

                   

but you brought it

home with you



    

                   

and I damn well let you.



    

                   

What the fuck

are you on about now?



    

                   

It was violence

that killed my Grace.



    

                   

She didn't have

an ounce of violence



    

                   

in her, Jake,



    

                   

but we made damn sure

it was all around her.



    

                   

She killed herself!



    

                   

You bloody bastard!



    

                   

It was your

bloody mate



    

                   

who handed her the rope!



    

                   

Hey, I don't have a clue

what you're on about.



    

                   

You fucking child...



    

                   

Shut up, Nig!



    

                   

You animal.



    

                   

You raped

a   -year-old girl,



    

                   

then sat here drinking

with her father



    

                   

while the rest

of us buried her.



    

                   

She's off

her fucking head, man.



    

                   

Sneaking around my house



    

                   

and laying

your dirty, filthy,



    

                   

fucking hands on my baby!



    

                   

My Grace!



    

                   

Hey, you're not

on the fucking Marae now,



    

                   

so don't come in here

accusing my mates of shit!



    

                   

Hey, come on, man.



    

                   

Look, no one's

thinking straight.



    

                   

We're family. Right?



    

                   

Beth. Sit down.

Have a drink.



    

                   

I won't drink with

you fucking animals!



    

                   

Read it.



    

                   

Uncle Bully.



    

                   

Uncle fucking Bully!



    

                   

Let's go, son.



    

                   

You dumb bastard, Bully!



    

                   

Fuck you, Beth.

Where are you going?



    

                   

I found something

better, Jake,



    

                   

and I'm going to

make damn sure



    

                   

my kids have it all.



    

                   

From now on,



    

                   

I make the decisions

for my family.



    

                   

Fuck off, then!



    

                   

You'll get nothing

from me.



    

                   

You've got

nothing I want.



    

                   

Our people

once were warriors,



    

                   

but not like you, Jake.



    

                   

They were a people

with mana, pride.



    

                   

People with spirit.



    

                   

If my spirit

can survive



    

                   

living with you

for    years,



    

                   

then I can survive

anything.



    

                   

Maybe you

taught me that.



    

                   

Oh, you are fucked, lady!

Really fucked!



    

                   

You think I need you

and your fucking spirit?



    

                   

Fuck off! Go on, go!



    

                   

I don't want you, ever!



    

                   

I'll knock

your fucking head off!



    

                   

Fuck you! You'll be back.



    

                   

Fuck this warrior shit.



    

                   

You'll be back!



    

                   

Fuck you, Beth!



    

                   

Do you hear me, Beth?!



    

                   

Fuck you!



    

                   

Where are we going, Mum?



    

                   

We're going home.



    

                   

Oh, fuck all that

fucking warrior shit!



    

                   

You'll be back!

You'll fucking see.



    

                   

You'll need me!

You'll fucking want me!



    

                   

You'll be back.

Fuck you, Beth!



    

                   

Beth, fuck you! Beth!







 

  

  

 
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