Mr Inbetween

- Don't get an Audi. - Why not?

Mate, Audi drivers.

No good?

The worst fucking drivers on the road.

I thought Mercedes drivers were the worst drivers.

Nah, Mercedes drivers number two.

- Yeah? - Audi, number one worst.

I reckon the thing is with Audis,

like, don't get me wrong,

they're great cars, they're luxury cars,

- Yeah. - but they're actually not that expensive.

So I think the people who buy them,

they actually want a beemer or a Mercedes,

- Yeah. - but they can't afford them.

But they still want people to think they've got money

'cause, you know, they're arseholes,

- so they get the Audi. - Yeah.

Ah, I got you.

So if I buy one,

does that mean I'm an arsehole?

Hey.

What's going on?

Same old shit. You good?

Good as you can be in this place, eh.

- Yeah. Yeah. - Yeah.

This is Adam.

- Hey. - Hey.

Look, I gotta go shower, but, um, you know, we'll talk.

- Oh, yeah. Yeah. Catch you later. - See you later, all right?

- See you, champ. - What'd you call me?

- What? - You heard.

You can't say that word, mate.

- Why? - It's just not a good word.

Yeah, okay. Sorry.

He's just a newbie, mate. No offence.

What the fuck?

- 'Champ' means 'cocksucker'. - Oh, fuck off.

How the fuck am I supposed to know that?

Well, you know now, don't you?

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- How are you? - I'm good.

- How's the club? - Yeah, good. Yeah.

Fuckin' sweet, I've never visited anyone inside before.

Me neither.

You got a good lawyer?

Yeah, I think he's pretty good.

- But he's fucking exy. - Yeah?

Anything I can do?

Uh, I got a mate looking into it,

so, uh, see what happens.

- But I appreciate it. - Okay.

How's your kid?

She's good. She's, uh, growing up.

- Yeah. How old is she now? - 12.

- Yeah. - Yeah.

She's at that stage, uh,

she just wants to hang out with her friends and that

yeah, feel a bit left out, but...

Yeah, mate, I hear you, but don't take it personally.

It's how kids are built.

You know, they need you, which is great,

and then one day they don't.

And it's, uh... it's hard in a way,

but, uh, they come back.

Yeah.

Hey, uh...

I got a job for you if you're interested.

Yeah, well, I'm gonna be in here for a while, mate, so...

Yeah, no, the job's in here.

What's that?

The... the job's in here.

Ah. Okay. Um...

It's a guy called Johnny Tran. You know him?

Nuh.

It's... it's not for me. It's for a guy I know.

And what's the job?

The guy's being a bit of a dickhead,

so, you know, just fuck him up a bit.

Nothing permanent.

- How much? - 10.

What do you reckon?

Yeah.

How's the food been?

That good?

What's your problem, huh?

- Nothing. - What did you fucking say?

Harris.

Yeah, you'll keep.

Reckon he'll do something?

Probably.

What do I do?

Get in first.

Hit him?

No, I can't.

Oh, well, maybe he'll leave you alone.

You don't think he will, though?

Nuh.

That's fucked. I mean, I didn't even...

How am I supposed to know that you can't say fuckin' 'champ'?

He don't hear much, so, uh, you better do something about him.

Mate, I can't fight.

Mate, most fucking guys in here can't fight.

All right? They're just bullies.

You know, looking for people who can't stand up for themselves.

So if you don't stand up and do something about it,

you're gonna have half the pricks in here after you.

Well, I don't want that. But have you seen the fucking size of the guy?

Doesn't matter.

- Doesn't matter? - Nuh.

Okay, then why do they have weight limits in the UFC?

Mate, doesn't matter how big he is,

doesn't matter how big you are, right?

In a real fucking fight, the only thing that matters

is the size of this thing here.

Yeah, well, mine's a little bit on the small side.

What is?

My heart.

- Well, you're fucked, then. - Thanks.

Sorry, mate.

Cheers, brother.

- Call your daughter? - Yeah.

- Is she good? - Yeah, she's pretty good.

- Called yours? - No, mate. Not yet.

What are you doing?

Meditating.

Why do you do that?

Helps me relax.

Fair enough.

I used to have, um, really bad anxiety and shit,

so I've been doing it for a couple of years now.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

You never meditated?

Nuh.

You should give it a crack.

Yeah, I don't have anxiety.

Well, you don't need to have anxiety to do it.

So how do you do it?

Okay, so you focus on your breathing...

- Yeah. - ... and you count your breaths.

And so, basically it's every time you breathe out,

you count.

So from one through till 10, yeah, then back to one again.

- Keep going. - All right.

So, how long do I do it for?

Well, as long as you want.

It's a bit boring.

That's okay. Um...

When you first start out, so it takes a while to relax into it.

But, um...

Ray, can I ask you something?

Why'd you throw the hot water in that guy's face?

Oh, it was business.

What do you mean?

Oh, it was a job.

Someone paid you to do it?

Why?

He pissed somebody off.

That's it?

It's enough.

No offence, but that's pretty...

It's pretty fucked up.

Yeah, that's the way it is in here, mate, you know?

You go around pissing people off, there's consequences.

I just don't think violence is the answer, you know?

Sometimes it is.

I don't know.

Maybe I'm just a pacifist, you know?

Nah, you're just scared.

Matty, customer.

Can I help you?

- Are you Matty? - Yeah.

Just come to get a quote, mate.

Yeah. What kind of vehicle you got?