Romper Stomper Script - Dialogue Transcript

Voila! Finally, the Romper Stomper script is here for all you quotes spouting fans of the movie starring Russell Crowe.  This script is a transcript that was painstakingly transcribed using the screenplay and/or viewings of Romper Stomper. I know, I know, I still need to get the cast names in there and I'll be eternally tweaking it, so if you have any corrections, feel free to drop me a line. You won't hurt my feelings. Honest.

Swing on back to Drew's Script-O-Rama afterwards for more free movie scripts!

Romper Stomper Script


            What did you run into me for?

            I didn't mean it, mate. That guy pushed me.

            What did you run into me for?

            What are you doing here?

            What are you doing here?

            Let me tell you something.

            I want you to listen to me.

            This is not your country.

            Get the yellow fuck!

            Fuck you! Fuck you!

            Get him!

            You like it, gooky boy, you like it?

            Fuck off!


            Where is he, inside?

            Yeah. He hasn't come out yet

            but he's expecting you.

            That was Pommy Bill.

            He's come to help.

            Did he hurt you?

            No, but he's been hitting

            the roeies again-- the worst I've ever seen.

            Are you all right?

            Perhaps if you stop struggling, sir.

            Have it your way.

            You like punching out little girls, sir?

            The junkies like punching up little girls, do they?

            Have you been taking the phenytoin?


            Where is it?

            I don't know. I'm busy.

            You haven't, have you?

            Seizures been bad?


            You've got a bloody chemist's shop here.

            The one drug you really need

            you don't bother with.

            I need some money, Martin.

            Missed you badly.

            I don't want that.

            Can't you just be nice to me?

            Pick up your things

            and let's get out of here.

            You bastard!

             I'm going to fucking kill you.

              I can't stay with you, Martin.

              Come on.

              You're the one who always starts it.

              Hey, boys.


              The men are here.

              The big men have arrived.

              Hey, we need your muscle.

              Rob and Chris kicked us out.

              Three jugs, Harold.

              Fucking Rob hit me, too.

              Stomp him for us, Davey?

              Hey, hey, hey.

              Get him out.

              I'm not serving any kids-- get him out.

              if he doesn't leave, i'll turn off the beer.



              Come on.


              Get your mother to read you a story.

              Piss off, Max.

              Go home!

              Hey, Rollo says you had

              some gooks in here last week.

              What's it to you?

              Why were they here?

              It's our place.

              No, this is my fucking place, mate.

              Oh, yeah, but you had gooks here, eh?

              Doesn't bother me.

              You got a problem

              that's your fucking problem.

              Who's that?

              I don't know.

              A space monster, if you ask me.

              You mean space cadet, love.

              Hey, mate, you going

              to give us a drink?

              Come on, mate. No, give us a drink.


              That smells like shit.

              Hey, can we go?

              Hey, What did you just call me?

              Hey, what did you just call me?

              Just leave it, and let's just go home.

              Don't lean on my face.

              Yeah, fucking whatever

              I surrender, you motherfucker.

              Gee, look at that jacket.

              it's beautiful.

              You want that jacket.


              Nice jacket.


              I hope it was worth it.

              It's bleeding.

              No, it's not even deep.

              Little bit of glass in it, though.

              You want me to operate?

              It's still bleeding.

              This is pretty clean.


              This is home. Do you like it?

              Yeah, what is this, a squat?

              Squat be fucked, we pay rent here.

              What is this?

              Do you love me?

              Do you love me?


              Well, you're awake.

              Brought my bag up from downstairs.

              I didn't get to salvage much

              from the place where I was living.

              Some idiot tore it all up.

              These are for tap dancing, see?

              But they don't fit me anymore.

              That's a picture of my mum.

              isn't she beautiful?

              Everyone says I look like her.

              I'm not saying I'm good-looking--

              I'm not saying that--

              but we do look alike.

              She's dead now.

              It was a car accident.

              She had her head chopped off.

              I think it's good to be able to talk about these things

              without cracking up, you know?


              I know she's still with me somehow.

              I think that when I have kids

              she'll be one of them-- you know, sort of reincarnated.

              When you see the yellow scum coming up the road

              Will you turn the other cheek just like a gutless toad?

              Or will you stand your sacred ground

              inform him of the facts

              Tell him he's not welcome here then give him several smacks?

              Smack him if he's yellow, smack him if he's black

              Smack him till he fucks off and doesn't come back...

              What are you doing?

              Fucking keep your mind

              on the fucking job, woman!


              Hando, uh, Magoo.


              Way to go!

              What are you doing here?

              Didn't have time to tell you we were coming.

              Didn't know we were coming--

              forgot to fucking stop.

              Check this out.

              Joined up a couple of months ago.

              What for?

              I needed a job, didn't I?

              They put you through school.

              I still get to keep the hair short.

              You're a hippie with hair that long.


              I thought you wanted to shoot guns, mate?

              I want to get into a fucking sub.

              Fire torpedoes.

              How are you?

              We're the handsome Canberra boys

              come to see the ugly Melbourne boys.

              This is my mate Magoo.

              That's Jacqui

              and that's Flea.


              Got something for you, boys.

              Macka pulled it

              from the basement of the war museum.

              Standard issue for the Hitler youth.


              Cheap alloy.

              Not that good-- made in '  

              towards the end of the war.

              They were running out of metal then

              weren't they?

              I'll take it.


              $  .

              $   then.


              Come on, Davey

              you robbed me of $   mate.

              That's all I got.

              All i can stand for.

              Come on!

              Here. Pay me back next dole check.


              Champ man.

              Hey, how's Billy?

              Look's all right.

              It will be all right.

              I'll change that bandage later.

              He's going to fucking kill him.

              Any parties happening in this sh-shitty town?

              Pulling on the boots and tightening up the laces

              Shaving our heads and strapping on the braces

              Now you are a skinhead looking for a fight

              Skinhead, skinhead, running through the night

              Skinhead, skinhead, running through the night

              Making lots of trouble, starting lots of fights

              Skinhead, skinhead, getting really pissed

              Skinhead, skinhead, tattooed on my wrist

              Lurking in the laneway, waiting for the scum

              Smash their yellow faces, kick their fucking bums

              When they plead for mercy, we will show them none

              Skinhead, skinhead, till the job is done

              Skinhead, skinhead, putting in the boot

              Looking for a street fight, looking for a root

              Skinhead, skinhead, running through the place

              Skinhead, skinhead, stomping on your face

              When the coppers see us, at first they pull their gun

              But when they see us come towards then they start to run

              When we wear our badges, it makes us real proud

              Skinhead, skinhead, shout it out loud

              Skinhead, skinhead, running through the night

              Making lots of trouble, starting lots of fights

              Skinhead, skinhead, getting really pissed

              Skinhead, skinhead, tattooed on my wrist

              Skinhead, skinhead, running through the night

              Making lots of trouble, starting lots of fights

              Skinhead, skinhead, getting really pissed

              Skinhead, skinhead, tattooed on my wrist

              Skinhead, skinhead, putting in the boot

              Looking for a street fight, looking for a root

              Skinhead, skinhead, running through the place

              Skinhead, skinhead stomping on your face!

              Skinhead, skinhead

              Skinhead, skinhead

              Skinhead, skinhead

              Skinhead, skinhead

              Skinhead, skinhead.

              Wow, Bubsy!

              Davey, cop a drink?

              Nice party, mate.

              I've got to get the first bus back to base.

              You enjoy being cannon fodder for the system?

              It's a job.

              See you, Hando.

              Hey, Flea.

              You look like shit, Davey.

              Stupid little bugger.

              Why do you go in for all this stuff?

              Because I don't want to be a white coolie in my own country

              because it's not our country anymore

              because rich people and powerful people

              brought in boatloads of human trash--

              cheap labor, gooks mainly

              and there's going to be more.

              I want people to know that I'm proud

              of my white history and my white blood.

              One day, it might be all I have.

              But I don't want to go the same way as the fucking abo.

              See that map?

              That's all the gook properties on Barcley Street.

              A few years ago, that was a white area.

              Mein Kampf.

              You know it?

              It's about war, isn't it?

              This book was written by Adolf Hitler

              and turned into a joke by the people

              who don't want you to know Hitler's view of the world.

              It's simply about the ongoing struggle of the white race

              and the enemies it faces.

              if you don't know who the enemy is

              you can't win the war.


              "AII the noble cultures of the past declined

              "because the purity and vigor

              "of the originally created race faded out.

              "They were compromised

              "by the seed of lesser races

              "who were attracted to the works

              of the superior men."

              "The undeniable reason for their decline was then

              "due to a kind of racial blood poisoning.

              "Racial blood must, then, be preserved

              in its purity at all costs."

              The money will be transferred

              to your account in    days.

              Did you finalize your plans for the old place?

              We will turn the place

              to the restaurant with bar

              for my sons to run when a little older

              if they are smart enough.


              You going to root it, Bubsy?

              I don't care. Fuck Harold.

              I'm just going out for about an hour.


              his sons want to have a look around.

              This red's going to do lovely things for your eyes.

              Just watch my makeup, okay?

              What are you eating that rubbish for?

              You got rocks in your head?


              I'm not living with no fat bitch.

              Hando, gooks down at the railway hotel.

              Fuhrer, fuhrer, what have we done?

              Our land is being overrun

              by Jews and Blacks and yellow scum

              Fuhrer, fuhrer, what have we done?

              But I want to go.

              Stay here.

              Piss off, Bubs.

              Fuhrer, fuhrer, what'll we do?

              Fuck you, you bastards!

              Did your best to discourage the Jew

              Fuhrer, fuhrer, what'll we do?

              Fuck you, I'm going!

              Fuhrer, fuhrer

              Want to come?

              Our day will come

              We'll crush the scum.

              How you going?


              Get the gooks down here.

              Shut up!

              Door, Brett.


              Shut up!

              Time to die, gook.

              Time to fucking die!

              Shut up.

              Oh, let's break some fingers.

              Tiger, fucking skinheads!

              What are you doing here, Bubs?

              You were told not to come.

              Fuck off, shithead.

              Let me through.

              Fuck me!

              What's happening?

              What are you doing here?

              Hey, why don't you bloody well

              do what you're told, woman?

              I told you to stay.

              They're only kids.

              Who says?

              We hate you, gook.

              We'll never let you go.

              This is our place, gook boy.

              Our place!

              What are you doing here, eh?

              The only thing for you here is pain.

              We don't love you.

              You understand?

              I hope you do, mate

              because I don't speak monkey talk!

              Give him smack-in-head special.

              Maybe you got him enough?

              Go on, hit one of them.

              Come on, go for it.


              Hando, Hando!

              There's gooks!

              Thousands of them!

              Monkeys! Monkeys!

              Come on!


              Fuck! Gooks!


              How do you like it?

              You fucking like it, man?

              How do you fucking like it, huh?



              Wait for Brett, you bastards!

              Oh, fuck!

              Fourth Reich fighting men, that's who we are

              We're living in the sewer, but we're gonna go far

              You see our numbers growing, we're shouting, "Hurrah"

              Fourth Reich fighting men, that's who we are

              We're fighting the system, fighting the war

              You think there's not enough of us

              There's gonna be more

              We're gonna change the country

              We're gonna change the laws

              and Fourth Reich fighting men, winning the war

              Fourth Reich fighting men, that's who we are

              We're living in the sewer

              But we're gonna go far

              You see our numbers growing, we're shouting, "Hurrah"

              Fourth Reich fighting men, that's who we are

              We march so proud, carrying the flag

              Beating up vermin, beating up slag

              Beating up the fairies for dressing in drag

              Fourth Reich fighting men, carrying the flag

              Fourth Reich fighting men, that's who we are

              We're living in the sewer

              But we're gonna go far

              You see our numbers growing

              We're shouting, "Hurrah"

              Fourth Reich fighting men, that's who we are

              At last united

              Fighting as one

              The fighting isn't finished till the job is done

              The battle isn't over

              Till the war is won

              Fourth Reich fighting men fighting as one

              Fourth Reich fighting men, that's who we are

              We're living in the sewer but we're gonna go far

              You see our numbers growing...


              Fourth Reich fighting men, that's who we are

              Marching in the alleys, marching in the streets

              Terrorizing scum with the sound of marching feet

              When the marching is over, it'll be all right

              Everyone will live together

              In the Fourth Reich.

              Fuck this!

              Fuck those fucking dogs!

              But we're gonna go far

              You see our numbers growing

              We're shouting, "Hurrah"

              Fourth Reich fighting men, that's who we are

              We're living in the sewer but we're gonna go far

              You see our numbers growing

              We're shouting, "Hurrah"

              Fourth Reich fighting men, that's who we are

              Fourth Reich fighting men

              Fourth Reich fighting men

              Fourth Reich fighting men...

              Fuck this!

              Fourth Reich fighting men

              Fourth Reich fighting men

              Fourth Reich fighting men...

              Make fucking room!

              Fourth Reich fighting men

              Come on, you wankers!

              Fucking wankers!


              Come on!

              Fourth Reich fighting men

              Fourth Reich fighting men

              Fourth Reich fighting men

              Fourth Reich fighting men

              Fourth Reich fighting men

              Fourth Reich fighting men

              Fourth Reich fighting men

              Fourth Reich fighting men

              Fourth Reich fighting men

              Fourth Reich fighting men

              Fourth Reich fighting men

              Fourth Reich fighting men.


              You fucking asshole fucks!

              Fuck you!


              You fat, fucking cow!

              Jesus, we're getting crushed!


              You fucking gook bastards!

              Fuck you!

              What happened?

              What are we going to do?

              There are fucking thousands of them!

              Shut up!

              Shut up, I said!

              They got Champ, Luke, and Magoo.

              Why didn't you all stop and help?

              What do you expect

              you fucking little dickhead?

              Where is Jacqui?

              We should have stopped!


              We're in for it.

              Like fuck, Sonny.

              They're at the front door.


              Come in.

              Come on.

              You fucking filthy, slope-head scum.

              You filthy, yellow monkeys!

              What the fuck are you afraid of?

              This is our place.

              No more running.

              We stop them here!

              You look like a bunch of scared fucking rabbits!

              Through the manhole, across the roof.

              All right



              Fucking move it!

              Don't fucking rush me, you...



              Move it!

              Let's go!

              Keep your head down.

              They don't know we're here.


              Where's your jacket?




              Fucking next time, mate!

              Rob! Oh, come on.


              Rob, open the door!

              Rob, open up!

              Rob, is that you, prick wife-basher?

              What are you doing here?

              Can we talk to you for a while?

              How long is a while?

              I don't know.

              Where's Tracy?

              I'm here, Rob.

              How come you stopped making love to me?

              That's it.

              Get lost.

              She smoked my fucking stash.

              Rob, I know we haven't known each other for long

              but we feel bad about what happened.

              We'd like to give you money

              to pay for the food we ate.

              You have money?


              Rob, don't be a bastard.

              We want to make it up to you.

              Well, stick it in the hole.

              if you want this money

              then have the decency

              to see us face-to-face.

              Serves you right, you wanker!

              I'll kill you for this, Megan!

              Shut up!

              Ha, ha, ha!


              Oh, come on, guys.

              Let him go.

              How's it going?

              Oh, yeah.

              "Oh, yeah."

              Is that all you got to say for yourself?

              Hello, Chris.

              Hello, Chris.

              Let's have a tonguey for the skins.

              Come on.

              Tonguey for the skins.

              Fucking faggots, are you?

              Tongue, faggots!



              We're going to stay here for a while.

              You guys don't want to hang around, do you?

              Do you?

              Now, I'm going to ask you nicely to leave.

              if i see either one of you again...

              I'm going to chop your legs off.



              Stupid shit.


              Hando, I'm starving, man.

              Hippie degenerates.

              Oh, hot food.

              Yeah, so do you do much cooking?



              My mum was a good cook.

              And I liked home ec at school.

              They had a great kitchen at Linley.


              Linley Hall, it's my old school.

              Well, one of them.

              What is this shit?

              Vegetables and pasta sauce.

              Anything else?

              Well, I used everything we had.

              Hey, Sonny.

              i can put different sauce on it if you like.

              Like the disposal unit?

              Bloody wog crap!

              Thanks for helping.

              Sometimes I live like a slob, you know.

              But when I make the effort...

              Oh, I'm sorry.

              I'm sorry. It was an accident.



              Stop it.


              All right.

              It was an accident.




              What are you doing?

              Davey, do something!

              What's wrong?

              She's a spastic.

              So, what's the matter with you, then?

              Does it happen often?


              I'm not crazy or anything.

              No one said you were:

              I just get these fits sometimes.

              There's stuff i can take for it.

              I say we get a shotgun and spray Harold's window.

              Shotguns are for Elmer Fudd, dickhead.

              I vote we get a .   automatic

              and blow the head gook back to Singapore.

              Saigon, stupid.

              i fired a .   at a range once.

              it was far out.

              You never used a .  .

              Don't shit me, Sonny.

              What would you know, baby Bubs?

              An anti-static gun's big news for you.

              We can get any sort of gun we want from Bully.

              All we need is the cash.

              We need it up front.

              if you lot are going to shoot people...

              We're going.

              Then go.

              We don't want any fucking passengers

              from here on in.

              So fuck off.


              Do you want to come with us?


              I want to kill gooks. Gooks.


              We could go fruit picking.

              i hate the fucking country.

              Don't I?

              All right, then.

              You'll all end up fucked.

              You'll end up fucked if you don't piss off.

              You fucking moles.

              I want guns.

              Luke, Magoo, Champ, Brett.

              I want revenge.

              Bully handles cars, eh?

              Yeah, fuck cars.

              Let's do a burg.

              You want to knock over a house, do you?

              What about it?

              I know a place you could do.

              It's better than anything you got on your minds.


              Ow. Ow.

              Fuck your mouth.

              You're not going to hit me again, are you?


              How are your renovations going?

              Ah, bloody endless.

              More Bundy, less Coke.

              See, I remembered.

              Are you going to stay?

              No, this is just a visit.

              Oh, God!

              I love you.

              Do you know that?

              I'm sorry.



              I'm going to go to the loo.

              I'll be back in a sec.


              Nice place you have here.

              Who the hell are you?

              We came to wreck everything and ruin your life.

              God sent us.

              Cheers, mate.

              Good on you.

              To Martin, the big, fat, rich pig.

              Fucking sack of shit.

              Oh, fuck, mate.

              You hit me in the eye, there.


              Thanks, Martin.

              Oh, shit.

              Oh, fuck, mate.

              What's in it?

              Whack it in there, mate.

              Whack it in there.

              That's shit, isn't it?

              Could be worth something.

              The guns will be worth a lot.

              Hey, Gabe.


              Hey, Hando.

              i found one without the barrel filled in.

              It doesn't work, though.

              None of them work, Bubs.

              The firing pin's been ground down.

              Still looks good, though.

              So what does this bastard do anyway?

              Well, he used to be in advertising

              but he made films.

              He did Mortal Blade and Last Blood.

              They came out last year.

              Did you see them?

              So how do you know him?

              He's my dad.

              He won an award

              for this poster.

              It's good, isn't it?

              Did you see it?

              He's very talented, you know.

              I'll play you.

              Go on, then.

              Oh, you fuck.

              Hurry up, come on:

              Let's get it fucking loaded

              so we can piss off.

              What a fucking tragedy

              breaking this up for parts.


              Just be fucking careful, all right?

              Martin really loved this car.


              Blotted his copy book

              with that piece of shit, didn't he?

              Jap crap.


              Come on.

              Why are you doing this to me?

              I want to see you squirm.

              Incredible little bitch.

              I loved you.

              That wasn't love.

              Let me go, Gabrielle.

              Why didn't you love mum?

              Did she know about us?

              Did she?

              Sometimes... I think she killed herself.

              She died in an accident.

              An accident, that's all there was to it.

              I loved her...

              and I loved you.

              Shut up!

              And you wanted me!

              Next time, I'll aim at your skull.

              Check this out.

              Timmy and Ted went to bed

              Dressed in red dressing gowns.

              Who's Timmy and Ted?

              My cats.

              I used to always do this.

              That's my brother, Nicholas.

              He's gay now.

              He's cute, though.

              You're cute, too.

              Give me a look.

              Oh, it looks all right.

              See, Hando doesn't act like he likes me.

              He likes you, though, doesn't he?

              He's my best mate.

              I want him to go away on a holiday with me.

              Just him and me.

              And you.

              You'd like that, wouldn't you?

              You like me, don't you?

              Don't you?

              Quelle etrange ardeur s'allume!

              Quel feu nouveau me consume!

              Ta main repousse ma main

              Ta main repousse ma main

              De nos coeurs I'amour s'empare

              Et nous change en ennemis

              Non, que rien ne nous separe!

              Non, rien!

              Non, rien ne nous separe!

              Non, rien!

              Jurons de rester amis!

              Jurons de rester amis!

              Jurons de rester amis!


              Oh, oui! Jurons de rester amis!

              Oui, c'est elle, c'est la deesse...

              I'll kill you, boy!

              C'est elle, c'est la deesse...

              He's got a gun!

              Ayons meme sort!

              Soyons amis jusqu'a la mort.


              Stop doing that to your hair--

              You look fucking pathetic--

              and while you're at it

              keep the fucking noise down as well.

              I told you to shut up!

              What's wrong with you?

              You, you dumb slut-- shut up.

              Don't go crazy at me

              just because you and your mates fucked up.

              You had it all on a plate

              but no, you had to play silly buggers with the car.

              Why couldn't you just take his stuff and go?

              You're a loser.

              Don't call me that.

              No one ever calls me that!

              I was going to give her to you, anyway.

              I want you to go.

              i'm sick of looking at you.


              We're finished.

              You're out.

              Just like that?


              All right.

              All right.


              You'll all end up...

              Shut up.

              You live like shit!

              You can't even look after yourselves!

              You're just... hopeless!

              Where the fuck are you going?

              I'm going home.

              Well, good riddance to you, too, boy!

              Maybe you'll get

              that fuck you've been after for so long!


              What are you leaving us for?

              You leaving us for her?

              You're a suck.

              You're weak!

              You're piss-weak and gutless.

              Fuck off, little Bubs.

              I thought you were strong.

              You're weak, you're weak.

              You're nothing!


              Leave me alone!



              There's something I've got to do.

              Can I come?


              Have you got a piece of paper?



              Look... if ever you need me or want me

              I'll be at this address.

              Is that Footscray police?

              Listen, um... I know where there's some people

              that you might be looking for.

              Shut up, fuckhead.

              All right!

              it got cut off yesterday.

               Anyone know we're here?


                No way.

                Is there a tap outside?

                I don't know.

                I thought you were supposed to be my scout.

                Fourth Reich fighting men

                Fourth Reich fighting men

                Fourth Reich fighting men

                Fourth Reich fighting men

                Fourth Reich fighting men

                Fourth Reich fighting men...

                Drop it!

                Drop it!



                Pick him up, Pick him up!

                Oh, no.

                Copper, you murdering fucking...

                You fucking...

                Fuck off!

                You fucking pig!


                Oh, fuck you!

                i'll fucking kill you!

                I surrender.

                Too fucking late.

                They're smiling at you.

                You have a lovely smile too.

                Thank you.




                Hi, Gabe.

                Why don't you bring your friends

                into the house

                and entertain them in there?

                They're okay out here, Gran.

                You don't look right

                without your jacket with all the badges.

                Well, my grandma-- she doesn't know about that.

                She doesn't like the badges or anything.

                I don't want to upset her.

                It's her place.

                What's this?

                That's my matchbox collection.

                My dad...

                He's an industrial diver.

                He travels all around the world.


                Amsterdam, San Francisco

                Venice, Perth


                I think he's in Sydney working on the Sydney Harbour tunnel.

                I haven't got a box from there, huh?


                I love you.

                I love you too.

                Don't ever leave me.


                They killed Bubs.


                The cops come.

                They took everybody else.

                They killed Bubs.

                How did they know where to get us?

                No, she's been with me since she left the squat.

                She hasn't told anyone.


                What is wrong?

                Why are my liebchens barking so?

                It's just a cat.

                They've seen a cat.

                I'm alone, Gran.

                You can't come in, I'm not dressed.

                They'll find you here.

                They'll come looking for you.


                I think we should stick together.

                Past is past, right?

                You're all I've got left, Davey.

                What do you want to do?

                I've got a plan, mate.

                Don't kill him!

                Shut up!

                No, he's fucking killed him!

                Oh, Jesus!

                Is he dead?

                is the car full?

                is the car full?!

                Is he dead?!


                is the car full?


                The fucking Jerry?!


                Hurry up! Hurry up!

                Why did you fucking kill him?

                We'll dump this piece of shit in Adelaide.

                I haven't been to the beach in years.

                Be all right if we stay here a while?

                Not long.

                I think we should go west.

                I'll get you through this, I promise.


                We just have to stick together.

                i'm not afraid.

                She's sick, mate.

                She's trouble.

                She doesn't really want you.

                She'll just use you.

                You won't get nowhere with her, Davey.

                She needs medicine or something.

                She's my problem, isn't she?

                Listen to me.

                Take your hands off me!

                I'm sick of listening to you!

                She's desperate!

                She'll drag you down, Davey.

                She doesn't love you, if that's what you think.

                Is that what you think?

                She's fucking desperate, that's all.

                Davey, she's going to drag us both down.

                Besides which...

                you don't want her involved

                if we get caught for last night, do you?

                We've got to get rid of her.

                She can have a share of the money.

                Can't be fairer than that.

                Do you want to tell her?

                I'll tell her if you want.

                You're not just dumping her.

                We'll give her, uh... We'll give her fucking...

                We'll give her fucking     bucks, all right?

                You've looked after her as far as you can.

                Are you going to tell her?

                Are you going to tell her?

                I'm with her, and she's with me.

                Well, Davey, I tried.

                What's that?

                That's where the fucking car is!

                What happened?

                What happened, you mental bitch?

                Mental bitch, ha!

                I heard what you two said.

                I know what you're going to do.

                You suck, Davey.

                You can't do anything without him.

                It was me who called the cops.


                I called them.

                Davey! Davey!



                I told you, you stupid cunt!

                i fucking told you!

                i fucking told you!

                You bitch, you're fucking dead!




Special help by SergeiK