Two Hands

Help me! Someone!

Someone, help me, please! Help!

Will you shut the fuck up?

Pando, please believe me. I'm not fucking bullshitting.

I'm telling the truth. Ring Deirdre.

We're doing this job tomorrow.

I'm gonna get your fucking ten grand back. I'll give you 15, I promise.

Ring her, please! We're doing this job.

I'm gonna get fucking money. Just ring Deirdre up.

OK, Jimmy. What's her number?

It's 93891...

Fuck, no, she's at her mum's place.

Fuck. I don't know her number.

Call 013. Call 013.

What's it under?

Uh, Fletcher. Crusher - "C." It's...

Fuck! That was just his nickname.

Oh, what was his real name?

It was... it was John or something.

No, wait, it was... Robert Henry Fletcher, yeah.

Robert. It was Robert Fletcher.

Hello.

Could I have a number for a Robert Fletcher in...?

Botany.

What street?

Oh, fuck. I don't know.

I mean, I've been there a million times, I know how to get there...

Somewhere in Botany.

Uh...

Botany Road?

There's a P. Fletcher in Botany Road.

No, no. They live down one of them back streets.

Anything else under "R" in Botany?

Ah, nothing. Thanks very much.

Nothing.

It must be a silent number.

Sorry, Jim.

* You

* Go

* I feel like dropping bombs between your eyes

* But not today

* Too

* Slow

* I feel like sinking arrows in your mind

* You're all the same

* You don't have to reveal it

* You get trouble concede

* You don't have to reveal it *

If you're going through some sort of shit in your life,

chances are someone else has been through the same thing before you,

and they've written it down.

Some poet or philosopher

has been through the same type of crap,

and they've written about it.

And when you find that poem or that piece of writing

and you think, "Bloody hell!

This bastard just summed it all up,"

it's kind of comforting.

Know what I mean?

Yeah! Fuck him!

The Chinese reckon

that man is a bridge between heaven and hell,

the middle ground between the yin and the yang.

The yin...

and the yang.

Me and my little brother Jimmy here,

we got these tattoos one day.

One side is white with a little bit of black

and the other side is black with a little bit of white.

See, something that's good can still have a little bit of bad in it,

and something that's bad still has a little bit of good.

Hey, mate, what do you say, hey?

The path of evil will come tumbling down like the walls of Jericho.

Seek salvation in the Lord.

Idiot. Seek salvation in the Lord.

I was talking to Pando this arvo.

Yeah, talking to Pando were you, mate?

What were you talking to Pando about?

Oh, you know, a few things.

Yeah? Fuckin' mates with Pando, are you?

What do you mean? Don't have to be fuckin' Einstein.

He knows about you, what happened to Kiwi Bob.

How's he gonna know about Kiwi Bob?

Pando fuckin' knows. What'd he talk about? Did he offer any work?

No, come on. As if. I wouldn't be surprised, mate.

Hey, boys. Hey, boys' night out, eh?

Fucking beautiful girls. Hey, Les, you got a spare cigarette?

Yeah, all right. Jimmy!

Come and have a look, mate? You bastard!

Jimmy, can you roll it for me? Can't roll.

Hey, Les. Hey, Rocket.

How's things? Hey, Jim.

How are you, mate? This is me sister Alex.

I didn't know you had a sister. I got four.

Yeah? Yeah.

You out for a munch, are you, love? Yeah. Just got here.

Fucking nuthouse, isn't it, eh? Yeah.

Hey, this fucker gives you any trouble, you let me know, OK?

I'll fucking sort him out. Huh?

Still cool for tomorrow night? Yeah, sure, whatever.

I am taking a special trip for this.

I'll fuckin' be there, all right? Well, you make sure, OK?

Hey, hey, Jim. Jim. Man, I just ran into Kiwi Bob's missis.

She wants to give you a medal.

They had to wire his jaw shut. She's lovin' the peace and quiet.

Hey, fellas. You gentlemen after a nice night?

We've got some beautiful women in here, real nice ladies.

Come and have a look. Beautiful, huh? Where are you going, fellows?

Eh? What are you thinking?

Useless fucking poofters.

Let's go get a beer, eh? Yeah.

See youse later, boys. Oh, yeah. All right.

Fuck! How's an ugly bastard like Rocket

get a good-looking sister like that, eh?

Oi, Jimmy.

G'day, Jimmy.

Yeah, g'day, Pando. Hey, Acko.

Busy tomorrow, Jimmy?

Oh, not much, you know. Nothing much going on.

Why? What's up?

Got a bit of work if you want it.

Yeah. Yeah, all right. Yeah, what is it?

You come and see me tomorrow, all right? 10:00.

Yeah, all right. You won't be late, will you, mate?

No, no, no, I'll be there. No worries.

All right, then, mate. See you then.

Yeah, all right. Well, thanks, eh?

So what did he say?

He says he's got a job for me tomorrow.

What? What kind of a job? Like, a job job?

I don't know. He didn't say.

Well, there you go, mate. What did I tell you?

You're on your way. What?

It's your fucking break, mate.

Yeah, well, it's probably only something small. It's my first...

Of course it's something small. What do you expect?

But, mate, you're in with Pando now, so it's fucking great.

Yeah. Yeah, I suppose.

So you wanna play with the big boys, do you,

little brother?

Folks, you're back on Hot FM. Here's the weather forecast.

Hooly dooly, it's gonna be a hot one.

35 degrees in the shade - that's what the bureau says -

and a late-afternoon thunderstorm coming in.

Till then, it looks like you gotta sweat it out.

OK, folks, let's get back to the rock.

* I live alone

* Live in a shell

* And I am here

* I'm under a spell

* A man and his touch...

"Busy tomorrow, Jimmy?

"Yeah, well, I got some work for you...

if you want it."

Oh, fuck.

* Push to the front

* Up outta my seat

* I feel good - *

Jimmy!

Hey, Jimmy! Morning, Mrs. Jones.

That tap is driving me mad. Would you have time to look at it?

Why don't you go upstairs and ask Goldie?

Ah, that prick's no use for anything. I owe him rent.

All right, don't worry. I'll fix your tap for you.

But right now, I gotta go to a meeting, so can I come back later?

OK, love. All right, then. Bye.

G'day. Do you remember me from last night? Jimmy.

Yeah, yeah. Alex. Yeah, yeah, I know.

So, you're from the country, eh?

Yeah, pretty much.

What's it like out there? I don't know.

Less buildings. More cows.

You got a horse? You ride? No.

Then what do you do?

Um... Oh, not much, really.

Just muck around, you know. It's pretty boring.

Yeah.

So, um, you're, like, a strip-club guy, hey?

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Well, no.

No, I've been doing that for a while, yeah, but I got a new job,

and you could say I'm moving on.

Yeah? What are you doing? I'm, um... Yeah, I'm doing, um...

I'm working for a guy, you know,

doing odd jobs here and there and that sort of thing.

Oh, right. Like a handyman?

Yeah, yeah.

Hey, what about you? Got any photos?

No, not really.

Hey, let me take one of you. Come on, let me take one.

Look, I promise you I'm not gonna run off with your camera.

Well, you gotta do something. What do you want me to do?

I don't know. Something.

Here's your camera. Thanks.

So, when are you gonna get 'em done? Uh, developed?

I don't know. Probably just later on.

Do you wanna show 'em to me? Yeah, OK.

All right, well, I'll call you or something, maybe.

Yeah. All right.

I'll give you my number. Yeah.

And it's a triple-word score. So, what do we got here?