Beast

Okay, okay. This the last one?

We're all good?

- Thank you. - Good luck!

Bad luck, Josh.

Thanks, Sammy.

-Sammy! -Hey, Marty.

Did you catch my win out there?

I did, man. It was beautiful.

-Beautiful. -Thank you. Thank you.

Bit of poetry, man.

-I'mma come train with you. -Always welcome.

The fuck is... Oi!

What the fuck's going on here? Clear the room!

Malon, you should show more respect to your brother.

Come on!

Come on, let's go. Let's go!

Fuck off!

Now!

All good?

Mmm.

Here we go.

I got a couple of things I wanna say,

so I'll talk, you listen, okay?

One Championships, huh?

Here we are.

Best of the best. Top of the mountain.

I'll tell you something that I know

is an absolute fuckin' fact.

In this entire building, there's only two people

that know you are gonna win this fight tonight.

There's you and there's me.

Everybody else is on the other bloke.

He's bigger, he's faster, he's stronger.

That's what they think and that's what he thinks.

And he's gonna think that

until you punch him in the face,

then he's gonna realize he is the obstacle

that stands between you and what you deserve.

The hard work is done.

Now comes the fun.

-Why do we train so hard? -So I can breathe.

-Why do you need to breathe? -So I can think.

-Why? -So I can win.

Say it.

If I can breathe, I can think.

-If I can think, I can win. -Say it!

If I can breathe, I can think!

-If I can think, I can win! -Come to me. Hands!

If I can breathe, I can think. If I can think, I can win!

-If I can breathe... -Push.

...I can think. If I can think, I can win!

-If I can breathe! -If I can breathe!

-I can think! -I can think!

-If I can think! -If I can think,

then I can win!

That's the way, that's the way, boy.

Come on, what's the fight plan?

Punch the cunt in the face.

It's a good plan. It's a good plan.

All right, here we come! Here we come.

Let's go, brother!

The General!

This is our time, little brother.

This is our time.

Stay here, Malon.

Hands on the deck!

Pull the bubbles in!

Got it!

Traps up!

-Get it up here! -Pull 'em in!

New guy!

Get your hand off your dick and straight up!

Come on, get the fish inside there.

-Get the bait! -Get back!

New guy! Put it in!

That's the last of it, Skip.

-How did we do? -What do you think, Sherlock?

Fuckin' shit house, under quota again.

Here you go, Tweedledee and Tweedledum.

It's 400 bucks for a whole week of busting our ass.

If I don't get paid, you don't get paid.

That's fishing.

I've only got 200.

Great, you can fucking count, you big dildo.

You lost the bloody trap again, boofhead.

He didn't lose the trap, the rope snapped.

'Cause everything on this boat is old as shit.

That's not his fault.

You mind your tongue, deckie, I'm Skipper.

Huh? My boat, my rules.

Get that through your thick head,

if you want a fuckin' job.

Tell you what,

you're a bit of a Jonah, I reckon, old mate.

Bad luck.

Some blokes have bad luck follow 'em around.

I think you're one of 'em.

300 each.

That's fair.

Teamwork. I'll see you tomorrow, Neal.

See you, mate.

Hello!

-Daddy! -Hi, baby.

-Hey. -Hey, guys.

I'm sorry I'm so late.

Hi.

-Mmm. -Surprise.

Come here, chickadee.

Oh, yes!

What are you doing up so late?

I, um, I spoke to Dr. Keller today.

Maddie needs to see a specialist.

Okay. It's okay.

Hey, it's okay.

Oh, and other news.

Your daughter's in big trouble, thanks to you.

What, thanks to me?

We were on our way home from school,

some driver was honking at me.

Maddie, do you wanna tell Daddy what you said?

No, Mama, please, I don't wanna tell Daddy.

Go on, tell him. Tell him what you said.

Tell me.

Stupid fuck wit.

Oh, I didn't teach her that.

- Really? - Mmm-mmm.

Well, who did then?

-Oh. -Come on.

Let's go brush those naughty words outta your mouth.

- Hmm. - Aw!

- Say goodnight to your daddy. - Goodnight, Daddy.

-Goodnight. -I love you.

Oh, I love you so much. Thanks for waiting up.

Sweet dreams.

I'll see you up there, okay?

We should wash your mouth out too.

Go on then.

-You stink. -Oh, well.

I need to tell you something.

We can't afford a specialist right now, love.

Rent's due Monday.

Half those bills are already overdue

and we haven't caught a fish in weeks.

All the other boats, they're catchin' plenty,

but not us, nah.

Can't you jump on with them?

No, I've asked around. It's not that easy.

Okay. I can pick up more shifts at work.

No.

No, you gotta study, you got exams coming up.

And Maddie,

she's a full-time job right now.

Pat.

Hey.

Hey!

We'll find a way.

Yeah.

I need to tell you something.

Shoot.

No?

Shit!

Shit.

Good shit?

Yes!

Yes, good shit. Come here.

Oh, babe.

Shit!

Looks like we're working another week for free.

This prick couldn't catch a fish to save his life.

We should grow weed.

Weed?

My cousin grows weed.

He makes all kind of money.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah, he goes out to the state forest,

throws the seed out,

comes back five months later and picks it.

He makes a couple hundred grand a year, tax-free.

-Really? -Yeah.

-Whereabouts is he? -He's out at Goulburn.

Goulburn?

There's a state forest in Goulburn?

I don't know.

That's where his jail is.

He's in jail?

-Yeah. -For what?

Growing weed.

Yeah, I don't reckon that's the right plan for me, mate.

I got a family at home.

I've got another one on the way.

I don't think they want me in Goulburn.

- You having a baby? - Yeah.

- I love babies! - Yeah?

What, are you the happiest? That's the best news ever!

Oi, Shrek!

Put princess down and fill up the bags!

Sorry, Skip. It's Patton, he's having a baby!

Great, just what the world needs.

More fuck wits.

Yeah, you'd know, Captain Fuck Wit.