Kill Me Three Times

Charlie Wolfe: Fuck me.

I can't believe I'm going to die in this place.

But, as far as headstones go, a man could do a lot worse.

I'm Charlie Wolfe.

And as I lie here, waiting for death's cold embrace,

I find myself asking the question,

"How the fuck did it come to this?"

I don't die. I thrive.

Fuck.

' (Gunshot) - Argh!

- (gunshot) - (screams)

Fuck!

(cell phone rings with happy music ringtone)

Yeah? Yeah.

I'm... I'm sorry. Could you hang on one second?

- (presses button) - Yeah, I'll be there in an hour.

Good morning. Doctor Webb Dental Surgery.

Alice: Hi, Lucy. This is Alice.

Hi, Alice.

Do you think Nathan can see me this afternoon?

I'm actually in a lot of pain.

Sure. I think we can fit you in.

Lucy: How's 2:00?

Perfect. I'll see you at 2:00.

Alright. See you later.

Nathan!

Come on, mate.

Please just sort me out this one last time.

Fifty thousand on Silver Tsar to win.

Thanks. You're a saint.

- (hangs up) - Lucy: Nathan!

Change of plans. She's coming today.

I'm not ready.

We've got no choice.

Switch my dental records and let's get my car to the quarry.

Shit.

She's here.

Alice: Have you swapped those dental records?

- Hi. - Lucy: Hi.

- I'm sorry I'm late. - It's okay.

- What happened? - Alice: Oh, I hit the door.

Lucy: Oh, you poor thing!

Nathan, Alice is here!

- Alice: Hi, Nathan. - Hi, Alice.

Okay.

- Yeah, shall we? - Alice: Yeah.

Do I really need an injection?

Yes. But I will be gentle.

I think I...

Now, lie back... and open.

Took you long enough. ls she out?

Cold.

- Grab her jewelry. - Yeah.

(camera shutter continues whirring)

- Did you see something? - No.

You remember the petrol?

Must I think of everything?

There's a garage on the way.

Lucy: Don't take forever. I'll be waiting.

Race Caller (over radio): Ready to go in the fifth event, Blacktown...

(race caller speaks indistinctly)

Silver Tsar's coming up...

(race caller speaks indistinctly)

Here's Silver Tsar taking to the outside

and the well-tried favorite lights up.

It's Silver Tsar racing the Blacktown Lad and Daytone.

- He's taken over the running. - Get up!

And the favorite's looking really good at the moment.

He raced two lengths in front of...

Not now, not now. Please, not now.

Silver Tsar has the lead but he's getting tired.

Daytone's coming back and so is Madison Rose.

Oh, there's a fall! The favorite's down!

- (angrily) Shit! - Silver Tsar's fallen.

- You wouldn't believe it. - (angrily) Shit!

Shit, shit, shit!

Victory in his sights and he's down...

...wonder of the world, and down he went with only 50m to go.

Que sera. That's racing, I guess.

It's bad luck for the punters that they lose their money.

Fucking hell!

Fuck!

Dylan: Nathan, how are you going?

Uh, I'm alright. I've just-- just got a flat.

Oh, yeah. Need a hand?

Nah, all good. I got it.

No worries at all, mate.

Thanks.

You still planning on leaving?

I'm way beyond planning.

I'm doing. Today.

Good on you.

Do you need anything else?

Yeah, um... you got any large waters?

Dylan: Yeah, I've got some out the back.

Nathan: Thanks.

Are you a tourist?

Something like that.

Here you go.

Sorry it's not cold. Just the one?

Uh, yeah, better give me $20 worth of petrol.

Yeah, no worries.

You can't smoke in here.

Cheers, Dylan. Good luck.

What kept you this time?

I got a flat.

It's always something with you.

It was an accident.

Come on, then. Let's get on with it.

It's you we should be insuring, not me.

- Oh... shit! - Oh, fuck!

Nathan!

Nathan: Don't worry. It'll sink.

Soon.

Get in there!

Alright.

Fuck, Luce, it's really cold.

Let's go.

Fuck me.

Lucy: Grab the bag.

- Lucy: Petrol? - Nathan: In the back seat.

Lucy: What the fuck is this?

It's the petrol.

Where's the rest of it?

Nathan: That'll be enough.

Argh!

Alice...

calm down.

- (Alice elps) - Ah!

Fuck!

Nathan, get up! She's getting away!

Oh, fuck's sake!

Huh?

- (thud) - Oi!

Lucy!

Fuck.

- Hey. - Let's fucking do this.

- Where is she? - In the back seat.

- Lucy: Jewelry's on the dash. - Nathan: Yeah.

Just get her in.

Not so fucking easy.

Hey, you don't have to be so gentle. Just get her in there.

Okay.

- (thud) - Ow.

Sorry, Alice.

Goodbye, Alice.

No, I'm fine. I can't. I'm working.

Great.

Man: Alright, ready?

All: Cheers!