Small Time Gangster (2011) s01e03 Episode Script

You know, it's funny how you never told Dad about this.
What the fuck are you playing at? Again, losing it with that fool yesterday.
Me keeping my dad sweet, not telling him about this.
Or anything.
It's always just been a job, you know? Like you taught me.
But lately, I'm starting to feel bad about it - you know, hurting them and that.
I don't know if I can.
In fact, I know I can't.
It's just I've got a lot on my plate.
I can't sleep.
It's fine.
I was thinking, um of lightening your load, you know? Maybe doing the accounts.
What brought this on? Well, I met that guy, Brent - you know, the new guy next door.
And he Brent? The guy who struts around with his shirt off, packing a lunchbox that would make Matt Shirvington think twice, drinking stupid poncey tea, Brent.
Is that the one? Let me guess.
Our lovely daughter's been making up stories.
You've been over there, giggling and flirting and carrying on.
Forgive me for actually enjoying someone speaking to me! Just keep your voice down, will ya? All I'm saying is the guy looks like a frickin' male model.
He's interested in my mind.
That's it.
Try three feet lower.
Pig! I do the books.
And what am I supposed to do? Cath? What are you doing? Well, take a wild guess.
Join me.
Oh, can you c close the door.
Please? Beautiful day.
We should be out there, making the most of it.
Easy.
Easy there, big fella.
Calm down.
Look, maybe if we went somewhere for a beer.
Somewhere nice.
You know, a bit a bit closer to the ground, perhaps, eh? 20 grand or a concrete enema.
It's your choice, mate.
I haven't got 20 I haven't got the 20, but if you let me go No! No, no, no, no! I meant I meant go free.
You pay up, I'm back on track.
I let you go and I'm right back where I started.
And there's no way that's gonna happen.
There's no fuckin' way! Listen, I hear you.
I I really feel for you, mate.
I really do.
Look, whatever it is, right whatever it is, it can't be as bad No, you don't understand, mate.
I got a real fuckin' problem.
Can you hop in the back, please? Mel? Melanie? It's time to take control.
Alright.
Everyone out! What are you doing? Taking control.
Kids gotta get to school, right? Yeah.
- Done.
- But we won't all fit.
- You can sit with me, babe.
- OK.
Ah, fuck! Ah! Ah! You've got your own car.
Alright, take your car home.
Take the day off, alright? What?! Dean's taken a sickie.
You do the same, alright? You remember what we said about working together? Yeah, mate.
Especially the bit where I said you keep away from her.
Go home.
Mel? Get in.
I got it.
Get in, please.
Can't fix everything by just snapping your fingers, you know? Try me.
The car's still broken.
OK, I'll call a guy.
Done.
Matt's got soccer after school.
I'll finish early, pick him up.
I'll get Mel too.
Done? Done.
Done.
Before you go Get out of there.
No, he Get out of there! I know what you're thinking, and don't worry.
You're not gonna need your little battery-charged friend tonight, OK? Look, something's wrong, and you're trying to cover.
I get that.
But if you're not gonna tell me, you should at least tell someone.
Anyone! A mate or something.
I'll think about it, alright? Something has to change, Tony.
Dad! Done.
Talking's good.
It's healthy.
You know, sometimes a friendly ear You know, someone someone who's impartial, you know? No vested interests.
It kinda started when, um when I just Um It's alright, mate.
It's alright.
Let it out.
Let it out.
I'm here for you, mate.
I'm listening.
Thanks, mate.
Yeah, uh It, um, doesn't matter when it started, right? She's fucking right.
It's Um, now there's Yeah, breathe.
Yeah, there's this Mm-hm.
No-one's gonna judge you.
No-one is gonna judge you.
If you feel like crying, there's no shame in that.
OK? Alright? It never hurts just to just to let it all out.
I'm fucking trying, aren't I?! Christ! You and your fuckin' poofy, new-age shit.
Well, excuse me for trying to be your rock.
What what fuckin' rock? The one you need to lean on.
Tony? OK, meet Weasel.
Degenerate gambler.
All but lives at the races.
'Weasel' a name or a description? Both.
Hey, the last couple of jobs haven't exactly paid up.
Artie kicked it.
The porn guy too.
Yeah, look, it's not my fault if these guys You can't talk your way out of it.
We're running a business here.
It's not a bloody morgue.
We need to start seeing some money.
Done.
I'm not your rock, am I? That's why you've never invited me back to your place.
Steve, we're mates.
Alright? We go to the footy, we have a few beers.
But all this girlie talking shit, mate - who goes to whose place OK, I get it! You need help to reach out.
Well, how about a bit of male bonding, huh? Beers, girls in tiny dresses.
You wanna sort yourself out, don't you? Well, I got just the ticket.
We've got a scratching - Nugget.
Nugget is scratched.
Blue Moon will be racing.
Oh, and a no-show.
Sir William hasn't turned up.
Yeah.
Sport of kings.
Mate, once you get in the bar, check out the hot chicks, have a nice, cold, relaxing beer, you won't even know yourself.
Jesus, I don't know about this.
Mate, you need some boysy time out, away from the usual grind.
And, hey, you're not the only one.
There is no way that this place is gonna make me feel better about life.
There is no bloody way.
Who's your rock? Oh, no.
Who's your rock, Tones? You are.
Hey? Oi, poofters.
Hey? Gee, it's a nice place, this.
What are you guys doing here? Stevo called.
Said you needed help branding with a rock or something.
Bonding with me, his rock, and some blokes.
Well, that calls for a beer then, doesn't it? No, no, mate.
Your money's no good here, brother.
It's my shout.
I left me wallet at home.
Could I borrow $100? Yeah.
Good stuff.
Look, uh, maybe talking with the boys might help me get through my problem, you know? Yeah, yeah.
Yeah? You fuckin' listen to me, sunshine.
You talk about the footy.
You talk about the nags.
Talk about the fuckin' fluff in your bellybutton, for all I care.
But you're not talking about your yips.
Alright? Just fuckin' harden up and work your way through it, alright? And keep quiet about it.
- Come on, boys.
We're waiting here.
- Yeah, coming.
These things just don't make themselves.
No, no, no, no.
Don't go and try pull that one.
He's trying to sneak out.
He's after that Weasel fucker for a job.
Maybe that's exactly what he fuckin' needs to do.
Maybe he wants to open up a little bit more.
Maybe that might fucking work.
Maybe you might wanna Maybe you should calm down before I take your fucking heads off, right? Gonna have a go, are ya? Like to see you try.
I don't fucking believe it.
I'm gonna fix this right now, mate.
Ah Out of my way.
No, rocks don't move, Tone.
Oh! Fuck! You go get him, son.
Oh! Oh! Fuck! Lot of anger, that bloke.
Lot of fuckin' anger.
Mate, you don't pay up, I gotta hurt ya.
You know, I gotta.
Otherwise I'm just papering over the cracks.
Pay! I can't! No! No! No, no, no.
Tony, come on.
Come on, mate.
Right? Come on! Just Don't don't don't Don't bloody torture me.
Hey, are you alright? I used to have no problem doing this.
It was just a job.
Nothing personal.
Now my missus, she looks at me like I'm tits on a bull.
What kind of man am I? II can't work.
I can't get it up.
No wonder she's eyeing off fuckin' Captain Australia next door.
Bloody Charlie, he's not buyin' any of it.
Charlie your missus? No, no.
He's my boss's son.
Any time he opens his mouth, I'm I'm for it.
I thought I had problems, eh? They're not jobs anymore, you know.
They're actual people.
Hey.
I'm an actual person! I can't hurt anyone.
Run towards that emotion.
Stay with it, stay with it! I sound like a bloody sook! No, no, no, no.
I understand, see? I hear ya.
If word gets out, you got real trouble.
No, no, no But it won't, OK? It won't get out.
No-one will ever know.
No-one.
You can trust me.
I'm not gonna talk.
Just let me go.
Just let it go.
Right.
Alrighty! You OK? Yes.
Just, uh, not used to having another man in the house.
Tony doesn't usually have his friends around.
He's not really a people person, you know? Oh, sorry.
I don't know why I'm always talking about him.
It's pretty boring, isn't it? Oh, no.
Not at all.
Maybe you need to.
I need milk.
And I need a pre-workout sugar hit.
Oh, look, I'll just get that sugar for you, if you just Tony didn't go for you doing the accounts, I take it? He has his own way of doing things, OK? And he doesn't need me to, um Oh, Cath.
Sorry.
It's just I just I feel like, you know, my whole life, I've always had it together.
And the house and the kids and good husband and You know, like a a rock-solid life and Lately, just, I don't know, it just kind of feels borrowed.
Sorry.
Listen to me.
Blabbermouth going on.
I've only known you for a minute.
Now, you listen to me.
You're a strong, smart woman.
Strong enough to get through this, whatever it is.
And I've got just the thing that could help.
Stretch That's it, that's it OK.
That's great.
Thanks.
Oh.
Thank you, Brent.
I mean, not just for all of this.
It's just it's really great to have someone I can talk to.
Someone I can trust.
It actually it means a lot.
Hey, my pleasure.
OK? Anything you need.
Any time at all.
I'm just right next door.
- Oh, my God.
It's him! - What? Where are you? Really? Oh, my God! It's him! Oh, my God.
See you, guys.
Your dad's in the mafia, isn't he? You know, you didn't get this car being an apprentice carpet cleaner.
Oh, look, there's no such thing as the mafia.
It's it's just like what the papers say, you know? He's, um he's a colourful local identity.
He rents cranes and mediates between the companies.
I mean, it's it's boring.
But he's good to me.
We get along, you know? Sometimes he gets in these weird moods, but I guess that's like every dad, isn't it? They're all the same.
Not mine.
Boring.
I don't know about that! What do you mean? Nothing.
No, nothing.
Oh, no.
Tell me! No, no, no.
There's nothing.
Oh, come on! You can't do that.
I don't know.
I'm just saying that Well, does anyone really know who we are? You know, what we're really like.
I think I'm getting an idea.
I'll shoot through.
Right? You won't see me again.
No-one will.
Alright? No-one will know anything.
But you! Surprised you got Weasel to cough up.
Why's that? Oh, he's been moaning all around town about how broke he is.
Just a matter of applying the right kind of pressure.
Oh.
He makes you feel like you can trust him.
It's all bullshit.
Is that right? He's the lowest of the low.
No honour among thieves, I suppose.
You OK? You look like you need to get something off your chest.
I gotta go.
Be careful of bottling things up.
It's not healthy.
Yeah, right.
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Shit! Dad! Oi! I know it's you, dipshit! No-one else would be seen dead in those plates.
I'm looking for a scumbag called Weasel.
Skinny, middle-aged, hangs around the pub sometimes.
You know him? Oh, yeah, yeah.
He knows my dad.
Get out of the car and help me find him.
It's a job, isn't it? Get out of the car and stop asking stupid fucking questions, will ya?! Ah, fuck.
Hey, Cath.
How are you, sweetheart? Did you pick Mel up yet? No.
No, look, I haven't had time.
Well, call her.
She'll have just finished.
I've kind of got my hands full with another job.
Stuff your job.
And your aversion to banking, if that's all it is.
What? Forget it.
At least try and be a normal father and husband, will you? Yeah, I am.
Well, then pick up the kids and come home.
We need to talk.
Ooh! Turn that shit down, will ya?! Huh? Turn that! Has he gone? No.
No, no, you better stay down there.
Kids.
Shit! Matt's soccer practice! Hey! You, uh you need a ride, mate? Um, my dad's supposed to be coming.
Hop in.
Oh, that's my dad.
Oh, Dad, I was just Dad! Dad! What are you? What are you doing?! Dad, what are you doing?! Mate! Dad? It's alright.
It's alright.
Tommy.
Isn't it? Mate Look, I'm sorry about losing it before, OK? It's just I saw you getting into some stranger's car and just got a bit steamed up, alright? It's a bad world out there, mate.
I just I just want to protect you from it, you know? Why are you so angry? I'm not angry.
Fuck! Do Did you know him? No.
No, I don't know him.
- Have we been burgled? - Tony! Cath! In here! Go up to your room, mate! Dad? What the fuck is this? It's my pay.
Come on, you should be happy, eh? No bank fees.
No bullshit.
I need you to be straight with me.
I am! Well, Brent was in here today Whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Brent?! From next door.
So, what - he's seen all this.
No Some.
He just came over to do a workout with me, OK? He fucking what?! Keep your voice down.
He just wanted to talk to me.
That's all.
How long's this been going on? Just today.
Look, he he wanted to help me.
Yeah, I bet he did.
I needed someone to talk to, Tony.
I want it to be you.
I know, love.
Me too.
I'll go and make us a cup of tea, OK? Stay the fuck away from my Back off, alright?! He's mine! OK?! OK? Tell you what, I'd never thought of cricket as being a contact sport before today.
No! You should write to the ICC.
They'll love it! Oh.
Oh, Cathy.
Meet Jeremy.
Oh! So glad to meet you.
Mwah! Mwah! I hear you've been looking after my boy.
Didn't know you had a housemate.
Oh, well, we're a lot closer than that, actually.
Not if you eat that onion, we're not.
Yeah, no, it's good that you, uh you blokes are close - you know, mates.
I, um I got pretty close to a to a cellmate once.
He left me something to remember him by.
Nothing catching, I hope.
Hello! No, no, he was a top bloke.
Top bloke.
Yeah, never forget him.
Come on, it's alright.
Hey, what? What are you doing?! Hey! Mmm! Yeah, good.
See ya.
OK.
I had a great day.
No, no! No! No, please! We need to talk.