Mr Inbetween

‐Hey. What's going on? ‐Hey.

What you doing?

Prepping.

For what?

For what's coming.

Ooh.

‐What are these? ‐They're silica packs.

They help the food last longer.

How's your porn business going?

Yeah, good, mate. Business cards are done.

Website went up yesterday. Pass them around.

Holy shit, mate. Professional.

Schmicko.

Naughty Boy Productions. Gary speaking.

Yeah, sure, mate.

Uh, well, it's $1,500

and, for that, you get two copies

either on DVD or...

‐Dad? ‐What's going on?

Can I go hang out with my friends?

‐Now? ‐Yeah.

Where?

‐The beach? ‐What beach?

‐Clovelly. ‐Alright. Grab your stuff.

Sorry, who am I speaking with?

OK, Lucas, we'll be in touch.

OK, 'bye for now.

I got a job!

Ray!

‐RAY: Yep. Mm.

Alright, love, I'll see you at about 4:00.

‐OK. ‐Have fun.

‐See ya, Brit. ‐'Bye.

‐GIRL: Hi. ‐BRITTANY: Hi.

Watch out for sharks!

Nothing.

‐GARY: Doesn't even care. ‐RAY: Nah.

Couldn't care less.

Yeah, but you can't say that.

‐GARY: Why can't you say it? ‐You just can't.

I mean, you can say, "OK, I don't think there is one,

"but you can't say that there definitely isn't one."

So, you think there is one?

‐There's gotta be. ‐Why?

Big Bang.

Yeah?

‐Trillions of years ago, right? ‐Yeah.

OK? What they're saying is, there's nothing.

All of a sudden, Big Bang, right?

Mm‐hm.

And then you've got a universe, right?

You've got billions of planets, right?

‐Yeah. ‐Where'd they come from?

‐Fuck knows. ‐Exactly, right.

Something had to be there, right, to make the universe.

Right, but if there was nothing before the Big Bang,

then how can nothing make something?

It can't, right?

‐Nothing, right... ‐Yeah...

..can't make something.

Yeah. So, you're saying...

What...

What the fuck are you saying?

‐Something, right... ‐Yeah.

..had to be there.

‐A god? ‐God.

‐Right. OK. ‐Right?

You can't get something out of nothing.

‐Right. ‐Right?

You can't get a bang and a universe out of nothing.

Right.

So, you gotta have something...

‐Yeah. ‐..to get something.

‐Right, OK. ‐Alright?

Sure. OK. Alright.

Hang on a minute.

Where are they going?

Is he smoking?

He's fucking smoking!

Little shithead.

What a scumbag!

He's offering her a drag.

She said no. Good girl, Brit. Good girl!

Is he making a move? He's making a move.

If he starts feeling her up,

I'm gonna go down there and rip his tiny dick off.

What's going on?

Ah, she's giving him the flick.

What's she looking at?

I think she's making a call.

'Sup, sweetheart?

Hello.

'Sup?

Since you're here, can you buy me and my friends some chips?

Yeah, OK.

‐Thank you. ‐See ya.

Sprung.

Made by a 12‐year‐old.

Hey.

What's going on?

‐You alright? ‐It's the, uh...

It's the old man.

He's, um...

He topped himself.

Oh, Jesus Christ, mate.

Yeah. Yeah.

Oh, mate. Shit.

Yeah.

Mate, I was in here, like, a couple of weeks ago.

He was good as gold, you know?

Yeah.

Is your mum alright?

Don't know what to say, mate.

Sorry. I mean, I'm fucking speechless.

‐I mean, it's... ‐Yeah.

What about a coffee or something?

We'll go and have a chat. What do you reckon?

‐Yeah. ‐Yeah?

‐Yeah, OK. ‐Sound good? Alright, mate.

‐Let's go do that. ‐OK. Yeah.

Jesus, man, I'm so sorry.

Yeah, no, yeah, so, there was this guy

that started training at the gym a couple of years ago

and Dad took him under his wing, as he does...

..and he, um...

He got the old man to invest in this business,

this tea, this Chinese tea, a weight‐loss tea.

Mm.

So, he got him to take out a loan,

put the gym up as collateral.

Anyway, turns out the tea wasn't a weight‐loss tea.

It was a scam.

‐And he wants the gym? ‐Yeah.

Anything I can do?

Nah, mate. It's fine. I'm taking care of it.

You gonna whack him?

Not me, but the wheels are in motion.

‐You gonna pay somebody? ‐Already have.

‐How much? ‐30 K.

You gonna waste 30 grand on this prick, are you?

Fuckin' oath.

Why should he get off scot‐free? He should suffer.

‐Dead men don't suffer, mate. ‐Yeah, well...

I'll look into it, alright?

What are you gonna do?

I'll do something.

Who's this guy you gave the 30 K to?

He's a mate of mine.

Alright.

Here we are, ladies and gentlemen,

on this beautiful sunny day at Randwick Racecourse.

Race 6 is about to start. They're getting them lined up.

There they are.

‐How you doing? ‐You right there?

‐I'm a mate of Killian's. ‐Oh, OK.

Do you mind if I come in and have a chat to you for a minute?

Uh, look, listen, mate, I really...

I got a bunch of shit to do, alright?

Did he give you some money for a job or something or...?

Uh, what's it... What's it to you?

I'm a friend of the family's

and Killer wants to cancel the job, so...

What, Killian?

He...he never said nothing to me about calling the job off.

Yeah, well, that's why I'm here, to tell you, so...

Yeah, but, well, why didn't he say something?

Does it matter?

Well, I... Yeah, but I just don't see...

Why are you getting involved?

Well, you don't need to know why I'm getting involved.

OK, alright.

Listen here, champion,

this is none of your business, alright?

Well, I'm making it my fucking business.

‐Yeah? ‐Yeah.

‐Where's the dough? ‐What dough?

‐The 30 K, mate. ‐I don't have the dough.

Why not?

Look, I‐I gave it to a mate of mine, alright?

I'm not gonna... He's gonna do the job.

Who's this mate of yours, then?

He's...he's just a mate.

Alright, let's go see him, then, alright?

OK.

‐OK. ‐ Alright.

‐You got your phone? ‐Yeah.

Give him a call.

Um... Look, I don't...

I don't even...

Spit it out.

I‐I didn't give the money to him yet.

I spent it.

That's no good.

What the fuck do you want from me, you fucking...

Look, I've got it. I've got the money.

"CHOPIN'S 'NOCTURNE' Op. 9 No. 2 PLAYS QUIETLY"

..right down the outside...

..market and see how we finished

today's trading session, and, in one word, higher.

But, no, a decent day.