Vonrocka Act Two

INT. GUITAR SHOP – DAY – CONTINUES

TERRY
Hey Eddie why don’t ya get a Wha Wha pedal?

Looks over to hipster trying out Wah Wah Pedal and shakes his head.

EDDIE
Fuck off mate I aint no Jimmy Hendrix space cadet.

TERRY
Everyone use’s them these days!

Robin walks past just as Eddie keeps swearing.

EDDIE
Fuck off, no Wah Wah!

ROBIN
Well I’ll go if you really want me to?

EDDIE
Robin! Fuck, er sorry I waz talking to knackers over there.

ROBIN
When in a punk band I would suggest only using a Wha Wha if you gonna do some fast solos, it covers up any mistakes nicely.

EDDIE
Hey handy to know, thanks.

ROBIN
Although not everyone’s cuppa tea it works well for some I guess.

EDDIE
Gotta be careful not to get lost in a world of pedal effects!

ROBIN
Every pedal is a possible fail if a battery or lead goes down.

EDDIE
Hey you know your stuff!

ROBIN (Smirking)
Nice to see you again Eddie.

Robin casually picks up a bass guitar near front door and does a couple of FANCY licks before leaving.

TERRY
So did you ask her?

EDDIE
Ask her what?

TERRY
If she wants to be the band?

EDDIE
I told ya already, lads only!

TERRY
Well I better get online then.

EDDIE
That’s what ya keep tellin me but yet here we stand with no new band members?

TERRY
I just watched a bass player walk out the door.

INT. EDDIES HOUSE – NIGHT

Back at home Terry announces he’s going out.

TERRY
I’m off to The Tote hotel.

EDDIE
So?

TERRY
So do you want to come along?

EDDIE
Nope!

TERRY
Come on mate it’ll do ya good to get outta here.

EDDIE
I said no, besides I can’t.

TERRY
Can’t?

EDDIE
That’s what I said, in fact I’ll say it again for ya, I can’t go.

TERRY
Can’t or wont?

EDDIE
Look, the last time I went there waz on New Years eve.

TERRY
So what’s the problem with that?

EDDIE
Well me old man once told how years ago he jumped the bar and gave the barmaid a kiss one New
Years Eve, said he even got lucky!

TERRY
Let me guess you were pissed and thought it sounded like good idea.

EDDIE
I’m not too welcome back there for a while, besides I don’t do well with the Uni Student crowd.

TERRY
Gonna be a fun night!

EDDIE
How come you got all this spare cash to spend most nights?

TERRY
I told ya the abattoirs pay well up the country, saved me a bit of cash I did! Oh by the way there’s a bottle of scotch on the fridge it ya want a few nips.

EDDIE
Cheers! Ah have fun mate! I think I’ll just stay home and watch one of Wolfy’s old music dvd’s.

Hands pick up Divinyls Boggo Road Dvd. As Terry leaves one of Wolfgang’s old band mates REG arrives. Looks like Frank Zappa. Terry and Reg chat in the front yard for a moment. Reg has an old photo album for Eddie.

REG
Ah giddy mate, is Eddie home?

TERRY
Just inside, I know you don’t I?

REG
Yeah that’s right, the funeral.

TERRY
Me and me old man were there, he’s Wolfgang’s brother, Michael.

EXT. WOLFGANGS FUNERAL – CHURCH – DAY – FLASHBACK

Many old school rockers are gathered to say goodbye to Wolfgang. His brother MICHAEL says a few words.

MICHAEL
It’s with great regret I say goodbye to me brother. A better man I cannot think of, he was a true muso right to the end!

CROWD ONE
Too true.

CROWD TWO
Oh yeah!

MICHAEL
My only condolence is to know he died doing what he loved and is now with his beautiful wife Dawn. We’re gonna miss you mate!

EXT. FRONT YARD – COUNTRY HOUSE – DAY – FLASHBACK

Ice drug manufacturer Michael farewells son Terry who is going to keep Eddie some company for a bit. Michael gives the drug ICE for him to sell in while the city.

MICHAEL
This is a big opportunity for us to establish a whole new customer base and you can keep your cousin company while doing some business.

TERRY
Fuck he better not find out, especially after what happened to Wolfy!

MICHAEL
Be extra careful and let me know when you need some more. I’ll bring it down for ya.

INT. FRONT YARD – EDDIES HOUSE – NIGHT – CONTINUES

REG
Wolfy’s brother from up country! How’s he going? Hey what about Eddie? How’s he doing?

TERRY
I came down to keep him company until he gets over it all, it’s big loss.

REG
You don’t say, two parents in two years is enough to break anyone!
TERRY
I keep him busy with the music.

REG
What style are you guys playing?

TERRY
Punk or Thrash!

REG
Poor old Wolfy would be turning in his grave if he knew young Eddie was in punk band!

TERRY
I think Eddie misses Wolf’s old school music somehow.

REG
No surprises there!

Reg shakes Terry’s hand.

TERRY
Good to see ya again mate.

REG
You too, keep rocking!

Reg knocks and enters. Eddie is pleased to see him.

REG
Eddie!

EDDIE
Reggy!

REG
Mate how you going?

EDDIE
Getting there Reg, slowly but surely.

REG
If you need someone to talk to just pick up the dialer and give me a buzz!

EDDIE
Yeah, no worries!

REG
So you’re a punk rocker young Terry tells me.

EDDIE
You wont get a gig unless your playing Punk or Thrash. Kinda sucks but I do like the power of the music sometimes.

REG
Well if it keeps ya busy that sounds fair enough to me.

EDDIE
Hey reg do ya want an audition?

REG
Not fucking likely! Been years since I played that shit!

EDDIE
Like I say, it’s the only way to get a gig.

REG
Anyway enough of that, I brought a couple of longnecks and an old photo album, not sure if you want to have a gander at it or not?

EDDIE
Can ya leave it ere for a few days?

REG
Of course, now lets ave a beer!

Eddie and Reg peruse Wolfgang’s old record collection and recall how much Wolfgang loved his wife DAWN.

REG
I still remember your old man saying he was just a good bloke down on his luck until he met your mother, she truly changed his life you know.

EDDIE
He adored her, I know that much.

REG
Did you know he said she was named Dawn because just like the rising sun she brought a special warmth to everyone she touched.

EDDIE
I never heard say that before.

REG
Said to say, I still recall the day he got the news about your mum being sick, I don’t think he ever really got over it.

EDDIE
It all got pretty fucked up once he started smoking that stuff! Guess he couldn’t face it with a clear head.

REG
Like I say, ring me anytime Eddie, I’m all ears ok.

EDDIE
Ok, thanks for the pics mate!

In the kitchen Eddie’s hand fumbles around on top of fridge for the bottle of scotch. His hand just misses a bag of deals Terry has accidently left behind.

Back in the lounge Eddie looks over the photo album depicting Wolfgang and Dawn’s life. Eddie looks around the room full of old posters. Scotch contents diminish.

INT. LOUNGE ROOM – EDDIES HOUSE – NIGHT

The photo album is opened. The song “Coming Home” by THE RADIATORS is heard. Eddie looks over black and while photos. Each photo comes to life for five seconds. Transforms into colour.

FIRST PHOTO
Wolfgang and Dawn dancing at a gig.

SECOND PHOTO
Wolfgang and Dawn sitting on the old Holden’s bonnet. Someone in background sprays them with a water pistol

THIRD PHOTO
Picnic scene feeding ducks.

FOURTH PHOTO
Double dating with his brother Michael and girlfriend.

FIFTH PHOTO
Wolfgang in work overalls.

SIXTH PHOTO
The Xmas Tree.

SEVENTH PHOTO
Dawn’s baby bump.

EIGTH PHOTO
Wolfgang and baby Eddie.

NINETH PHOTO
Eddie being pushed in a peddle car by Wolfgang.

TENTH PHOTO
All standing in front of a house boat.

ELEVENTH PHOTO
Dawn’s birthday banner.

TWELVETH PHOTO
Dawn looks sick.

THIRTEENTH PHOTO
Lone Wolfgang on guitar.

FOURTENTH PHOTO
Wolfgang in front yard. Looks unwell.

Montage finishes with speaking part of “Coming Home”

EDDIE
First mum then you, this is just so fucked up! Fuck!

INT. SMITH STREET – FOOTPATH – NIGHT

Terry goes to sell a deal. Hand in jacket only to realise bag of deals is not there. Realises he has left the drugs on the fridge. Police car slowly drives past.

TERRY
Fuck off dude, I got none!

BUYER
When?

TERRY
Maybe later?

EXT. TRAM STOP – MAIN ROAD – NIGHT

Drunken Eddie clumsily staggers out of house front door. Ends up sitting at a tram stop. A car load of simular aged youths pulls up at red traffic lights. One of the passengers is BERTO.

BERTO
Hey mate, howz it going?

EDDIE (Wobbling)
What?

BERTO
I said howz it going, what are ya deaf or something?

EDDIE
Leave me alone.

BERTO
What’s the matter? Your tram running late?

EDDIE
Fuck off wog!

BERTO
What did you call me?

EDDIE
Mate I called you a wog, what are ya deaf or something?

BERTO
We’re all wogs unless you’re a Native Australian! You stupid skip!

EDDIE
Fuck your history lesson wog boy!

OTHER PASSENGER
You gonna let him get away with that?

BERTO
I’ll see you soon, real soon!

Lights go green. Car slowly drives around corner. Moments later youths run back towards Eddie. BASH him.

BERTO
So I’m a fucking wog am I?

Eddie covers up his face as four youths beat into him.

EDDIE (On Ground)
Alright alright, I made a mistake, you win!

OTHER PASSENGER
Next time show some respect cunt!

Berto flips Eddie over to punch him in the face but soon realizes he’s on a downer.

EDDIE
In the face! Hit me harder, go on! Why fucken stop now?

BERTO
What’s wrong with you man?

EDDIE
Come on, more!

Berto pulls his fist back for one last punch but decides it’s pointless.

BERTO
We don’t just bash people for nothing! You asked for it, ok?

Other passenger kicks Eddie in the ribs.

OTHER PASSENGER
One more for good luck!

EDDIE
Ok, I hear ya, look it’s been a bad night!

OTHER PASSENGER
Give him one more Berto!

SECOND OTHER PASSENGER
Not so mouthy now are ya!

Berto slowly lowers fist. Lets go of Eddie’s shirt.

BERTO
Guys he’s had enough, look at him, fuck he probably won’t even remember this tomorrow.

OTHER PASSENGER (Whispers)
You’re lucky cunt, Berto’s a good bloke, I would have kept going.

Watching them leave a sprawled out Eddie raises middle finger. Laughing while cringing in pain. Not long after a car pulls up. Robin and friends returning from a gig.

INT.EXT CAR – Night

ROBIN
Stop the car!

DRIVER
Why?

ROBIN
I know that guy, it’s Eddie he looks hurt!

DRIVER
Well call the ambulance then!

ROBIN
Don’t be such an asshole!

DRIVER
There’s the door!

ROBIN
Really?

DRIVER
You can stay or get out.

ROBIN
See ya!

Robin exits car and rushes to help Eddie who repeatedly falls over while trying to get up.

ROBIN
Shit Eddie, who did this to you?

EDDIE (Laughing)
Just some dudes, you should see what they look like now.

ROBIN
Do I need to get you to the hospital?

EDDIE
Nah just get me ome if ya can?

ROBIN
Where? Where do you live Eddie?

EDDIE
Fuck I don’t know?

ROBIN
You’re pissed, aren’t you!

EDDIE
Hey I remember now.

ROBIN
Where, where do you live?

EDDIE
Driver’s license! Back pocket!

Eddie rolls over to his stomach laughing.

ROBIN
You crazy bastard! I’ll get you home.

Police car pulls up. Sargent Smyth Questions Robin.

SMYTH
Is he ok?

ROBIN
Fine, just had a few too many.

EDDIE
Ello Cuntstable!

ROBIN
Shut up Eddie.

SMYTH (Shakes Head)
Just like his dad, trouble!

ROBIN
Sorry sir, I’ll take care of him.

SMYTH
If I see him on the streets again tonight he’ll get free accommodation at the station.

Car pulls over opposite. Starts singing “You’re going home in the back of Divvy” Realising they have attracted police attention they soon take off.

SMYTH
Get him out of here, now!

Robin see’s a taxi slow down but it doesn’t stop.

SMYTH
You better start walking then.

Police car does swift u-turn to follow other car.

INT. LOUNGEROOM – EDDIES HOUSE – DAY

Next morning Terry gratefully retrieves deal bag from top of fridge. Discovers Robin on the lounge.

TERRY
Hey I know you, Robin, from the guitar shop.

ROBIN
Terry isn’t it?
TERRY
Call me Terry or Tezza! Hey what’s up with Eddie?

ROBIN
I discovered him on the footpath last night, looks like he took a real beating.

TERRY
Strewth, I wonder what he did?

ROBIN
Who knows? He muttered something about a Wolf?

TERRY
Oh shit, Of course.

ROBIN
Of course what?

TERRY
His dad passed away not too long ago, he’s still getting over it.

ROBIN
Makes sense, stuff like that takes a while. Hey I gotta get going, look after him will ya.

TERRY
He probably wont even remember you helped him going by that empty bottle of scotch.

ROBIN
What all of that? By himself?

TERRY
Just like his old man!

INT. BAR – PUB – NIGHT – FLASHBACK

A drunk Wolfgang has a win on the horses and shouts all his mates a whiskey. Flirts with barmaid.

WOLFGANG
Hey luv, hey luvy!

BARMAID
What can I do for ya?

WOLFGANG
Me and me mates would like a double scotch each!

BARMAID
Sure no problem!

WOLFGANG
Wanna get married?

BARMAID
I don’t drink though!

WOLFGANG
I want a divorce!

BARMAID
Ya better sit down honey, I’ll bring the drinks over!

Wolfgang staggers back to table. His mates all CHEER!

INT. LOUNGEROOM – EDDIES HOUSE – DAY – CONTINUES

ROBIN
He’s going to have a sore head as well then!

TERRY
Hey Robin, if it helps at all I wanted Eddie to let you into the band or at least give you a go.

ROBIN
Maybe one day? If I’m not rich and famous by then?

TERRY
Half your luck, see ya around!

EXT. BACKYARD – EDDIES HOUSE – DAY

Later an obviously injured Eddie appears at back door.

TERRY
Fuck mate, you’re rooted!

EDDIE
Not wrong there I feel rooted. Got no idea of how I got ome?

TERRY
You can thank Robin.

EDDIE
Robin?

TERRY
She found you all fucked up on the footpath and got you home.

EDDIE
Aw shit, now I remember!

TERRY
Remember what?

EDDIE
The car, I called a carload of dude’s wogs!

TERRY
Fuck Eddie, we don’t even say that up country anymore!

EDDIE
Well I was a bit pissed ya see!

TERRY
They didn’t take too kindly to it by the look of things?

EDDIE
I guess I asked for it. I don’t blame em, in fact I would have probably done the same thing.

TERRY
A beating?

EDDIE
Old Wolfy used to always say some folk just need a bit of sense knocked into em every now and then to smarten em up!

EXT. PLATFORM – TRAIN STATION – DAY – FLASHBACK

Wolfgang and other sharpie types argue with loud mouths after the football. One has taken Wolfgang’s beanie. Collingwood and Essendon.

WOLFGANG
Fuck you, Collingwood would ave won if not for so many injuries! Now give me beanie back or there’ll be trouble!

LOUD MOUTH
Piss off mate, even blind Freddy could see we played better today!

WOLFGANG
Just give me beanie back and I’ll forget about it, ok?

LOUD MOUTH
Fuck that and fuck you!

Loud mouth throws beanie onto platform and stomps on it. Then kicks it onto the train tracks. Wolfgang runs to the fight. Decks loud mouth.

WOLFGANG
Just remember, you asked for it!

Outraged person on platform points towards Wolfgang.

PERSON
That’s him officer.

Smiling Constable Smyth appears with other policeman.

SMYTH
Come on Wolfgang, we got a spare room with bars at my place!

WOLFGANG
But you’re a Collingwood copper!

SMYTH
I barrack for the bombers! Now get a move on ya bastard!

EXT. BACKYARD – EDDIES HOUSE – DAY – CONTINUES

TERRY
I’m a drinker, not a fighter!

EDDIE
Speaking of drinking any beer in the fridge?

TERRY
I bought a slab this morning, seems there’s no scotch left?

EDDIE
The abattoirs you say.

TERRY
What of it?

EDDIE
Nothing, can I bludge one off you?

TERRY
Relax dude don’t be stupid, you’re letting me stay here, in fact let me get it for you.

EDDIE
Cheers big ears!

TERRY
Hey Eddie I forgot to mention it yesterday.

EDDIE
Mention what?

TERRY
Got a couple of bass players coming over tomorrow to try out for the band.

EDDIE
From Bookface?

TERRY
Yes mate, from bookface ya clown! Are you gonna be ok?

EDDIE
Yep, It only hurts when I breath!

TERRY
Well stop breathing!

EDDIE
You’d like that wouldn’t ya!

TERRY
We still need ya mate, but just until the band’s rich and famous!

EDDIE
Fair enough now where’s that beer!

INT. LOUNGEROOM – EDDIES HOUSE – NIGHT

After dinner Terry is going out again.

TERRY
I’m heading off, there’s still a few in the fridge!

EDDIE
Where ya going?

TERRY
Up to Woody’s, UDDER UBDUCTEES are playing tonight.

EDDIE
How ya do it? Two big nights a week and I’m gone, you’re into it nearly every night!

TERRY
Well I am younger than you!

EDDIE
What two fucking months!

TERRY
Remember we got a few bass players coming over tomorrow arvo, ok?

EDDIE
Good shit Tezza!

Terry leaves and comes back in moments later.

TERRY
I gotta another band name idea!

EDDIE
What is it mate.

TERRY
Hate Crime!

EDDIE
Tezza that’s a shit name!

TERRY
Why? What’s wrong with it?

EDDIE
Think about it, do ya hate crime or are ya gonna do a hate crime? Too confusing, shit name mate!

TERRY
Yeah but..

EDDIE
..Keep walking mate!

TERRY
At least I’m trying!

EDDIE
Very fucking trying, see ya!

EXT. FRONT YARD – EDDIES HOUSE – DAY

Next day a weary Terry walks out front door only to see a tray truck loading up Eddie’s car to take away.

EDDIE
Thanks mate, give it a good ome!

TRUCK DRIVER
Old commodores are a dime a dozen these days, not worth much, even for parts! I’ll scrap it.

EDDIE
Fuck what a shame, your call though after all it’s yours now.

TRUCK DRIVER
Don’t worry I’ll save the badges!

EDDIE (Laughing)
Well that’s something I guess!

TERRY
Eddie your car! What’s going on?

EDDIE
Wave goodbye Tezza.

TERRY
I don’t get it? Why?

EDDIE
Mate the plates, remember?

TRUCK DRIVER
Lose your plates mate?

EDDIE
Some asshole pinched em!

TRUCK
You’re the second one this week.

EDDIE
Fuck me, the world we live in ay!

TRUCK DRIVER
Yep, it’s a shocker. Ok here’s yer cash, cheers buddy!

EDDIE
Hey wait I want leave a souvenir.

Eddie grabs his house keys and scratches them along the entire side of car. Truck driver laughs.

TRUCK DRIVER
I was only joking when I said we were gonna scrap it, deals off!

EDDIE
Say what?

TRUCK DRIVER
Just joking mate!

TERRY
How ya gonna get your gear around? My little shit box wont be able to cart around all your gear and mine!

EDDIE
Well let’s hope the new bass player tryouts have a car?

TERRY
Shit I didn’t even think to ask.

EDDIE
Fuck Tezza, chill out mate, I’m gonna get me old man’s car out of storage, ok.

TERRY
His old Holden! Does it even run?

EDDIE
They made em to last back then! Don’t sweat it mate! She runs.

Eddie watches as Terry carelessly puts his coffee on edge of milk crate. See’s it fall off and break.

EDDIE
Mate what the fuck?

TERRY
Sorry man, I’ll buy another cup.

EDDIE
Just make sure your ok when the bass players rock up.

TERRY
I’ll be fine, trust me Eddie.

EDDIE
Ok see ya later then.

INT. RECORD STORE – DAY

Terry walks into record store and as hands flick through records another hand offers cash. Terry’s hand offers deal bag. This happens a number of times.

INT. EDDIES HOUSE – DAY

Later on a well dressed man TIMOTHY walks up to the front door to introduce himself.

TIMOTHY
Hello there, I am Timothy, who might you be perchance?

EDDIE
Perchance? Mate I’m fucking Eddie Vonrocka, the band’s guitarist!

TIMOTHY
I’m not much of a swearer can you possibly tone it down a little?

EDDIE
Mate are you sure you got the right address, we’re taking auditions for a punk band!

TIMOTHY
I thought it was country soul?

EDDIE
Timothy with the greatest respect.

TIMOTHY
Yes, what?

EDDIE
Fuck off ya clown!

Eddie starts laughing and slams door in Timothy’s face.

TIMOTHY
Dam Punks!

Eddie and Terry practice before bass tryouts arrive.

EDDIE
Ok Tezza, let’s play Ripped Off.

TERRY
Sounds good, do the intro and I’ll jump im.

EDDIE
Ripped off underpaid
My pay cheque’s been delayed
Kicked out, knocked about.
I’ve been ripped off
I’ve been ripped off.
For the lot!

Old Misses Simmons not happy about noise. Complains.

EDDIE
Hang on Tezza.

TERRY
What’s up?

EDDIE
Listen.

ANGRY banging noise starts again.

EDDIE
I knew I could ear something, not just your bad timing!

TERRY
Hey fuck you!

EDDIE
I’m joking mate, hang on I’ll check it out.

TERRY
Maybe it’s one of the new bass players?

Eddie happily answers the door only to discover his neighbour Old Mrs Simmons is none too happy.

MRS SIMMONS
Eddie you’re as bad as your father! He was always crash banging about with his guitar.

EDDIE
Sorry Mrs Simmons we might be doing a little more than usual today, got some folk coming over for band tryouts!

MRS SIMMONS
At least your father’s music had a little rhythm. I even tapped me toes along occasionally.

EDDIE
Wow, fair dinkum!

MRS SIMMONS
I understand your music is a bit different these days but it’s like a bomb went off and didn’t quite kill the cat when you play.

EDDIE (Amused)
How about I come over and mow your lawn to make it up to you?

MRS SIMMONS
And?

EDDIE
What, what else do ya want? I’m trying me best ere.

MRS SIMMONS (Wry Smile)
Your dear old dad used to get me the Sunday paper.

EXT. FRONT DOOR – MISSES JONES HOUSE – DAY – FLASHBACK

Wolf knocks on front door to hand deliver the paper.

WOLF
Here ya go Misses Simmons, home delivered just like you asked.

MRS SIMMONS
You’re a good lad Wolfgang.

WOLF
Call me Wolfy Mrs Simmons.

MRS SIMMONS
Not bloody likely ya scallywag!

INT. LOUNGEROOM – EDDIES HOUSE – DAY – CONTINUES

MRS SIMMONS
I like a nice short front lawn young Edward!

EDDIE
I bet you do Misses Simmons.

MRS SIMMONS
He was a good bloke your father.

A smiling Eddie walks back inside.

TERRY
So what was all that about?

EDDIE
Just Misses Simmons asking us to tone it down a little.

TERRY
I thought one of the bass players might have showed up by now?

EDDIE
One did before.

TERRY
Where is he?

EDDIE
Gone!

TERRY
What do you mean?

EDDIE
Mate he’s gone, Timothy has left the building!

TERRY
We never got to hear him play?

EDDIE
He was soft cock! Probably wanted a participation medal as well!

TERRY
Oh fuck!

EDDIE
Fuck what?

TERRY
I forgot to mention what type of music we play!

EDDIE
Ya might wanna fix that mate!

TERRY
Onto it, now!

EDDIE
So how many more are coming around today?

TERRY
Two, we got two more today.

EDDIE
Well we bedda get a good one!

TERRY
I’ll change the post.

EDDIE
The post?

TERRY
Mate a post is like an advert, understand?

EDDIE
I understand you left out the bit that says we’re a punk band!

TERRY
Like I said I’ll fix that now.

Two hours later no one has arrived.

EDDIE
Where are all the bass players?

TERRY
I don’t know mate!

EDDIE
I thought we might have finally got the band going properly.

TERRY
What can I say? People are unreliable these days.

EDDIE
Probably playing some stupid computer game or something?

EXT/INT EDDIES FRONT DOOR – DAY

Knock at the front door.

TERRY
There ya go mate, one bass player home delivered!

EDDIE
Perhaps you should answer this time.

TERRY
Good idea!

At front door Bass player BERTO has arrived.

BERTO
I’m Berto. are you looking for a bass player?

TERRY
Yep, got it in one Berto!

Berto goes to step inside.

TERRY
What type of music are you into?

BERTO
Punk and thrash metal.

TERRY
Thank fuck I was starting to think there were no good bass players left, come through!

Berto follows Terry into lounge room. Instantly realizes who Eddie is. Decides to stay silent.

EXT. TRAMSTOP – NIGHT – FLASHBACK

Berto has his fist raised to punch Eddie

EDDIE
Good that’s it, in the face. Hit me harder, go on! Why stop now?

BERTO
What’s wrong with you man?

INT. LOUNGEROOM – EDDIES HOUSE – DAY – CONTINUES

EDDIE
Don’t I know you? Your face rings a bell.

BERTO
Must be from around the traps, we all end up at the same places sooner or later.

EDDIE
That’s true.

TERRY
Eddie he’s into punk and thrash!

EDDIE
Plug in mate. We’re just having a fuck around with a couple of tunes. Terry let’s do Ripped Off again to show Berto what we’re normally playing.

TERRY
Sounds good Eddie.

They start playing and Berto plugs in and joins them. He is a natural fit for the band. A few minutes later.

BERTO
Terry mentioned you had other bass players, what happened?

EDDIE
Let’s see, first there was that wanker Fred, ripped the tendons clean off his shoulders he did.

BERTO
How did the hell did he do that?

EXT. PARTY – STREET – NIGHT – FLASHBACK

Eddie and Terry standing in front yard of party. Fred hanging out a car window. Goes to slap someone on the head as car drives past. Driver floors it. Fred’s arm strikes so hard it rips tendons clean off his shoulder.

INT. EDDIES HOUSE – DAY – CONTINUES

BERTO
Say what!

TERRY
Yep, cant even pick his nose!

EDDIE
Useless as tits on bull!

TERRY
Then there was Eric.

BERTO
What’s his story?

TERRY
That’s a sad one! Poor old Eric went for a ride on his motorbike without any gloves and came off.

INT. ERICS FLAT – NIGHT – FLASHBACK

ERIC is going to score some dope. His girlfriend ANGELA warns him to dress properly for the motorbike.

ERIC
Relax, I’ll be back soon! Just gonna get some gear to smoke tonight.

ANGELA
Rug up! It’s cold out there!

ERIC
She’ll be right, be home soon.

Angela walks into lounge room see’s Eric’s motorbike gloves on couch. Runs outside after him. Too late.

ANGELA (Yelling)
Don’t ride without gloves!

Ten minutes later receives a phone call.

HOSPITAL
Hello, is that Angela?

ANGELA
Yes why?

HOSPITAL
This is the emergency ward.

INT. LOUNGEROOM – EDDIES HOUSE – DAY – CONTINUES

BERTO
So what happened that was so bad?

TERRY
His hand mate, he pranged the bike and ground off all his fingers to the knuckle!

BERTO
Can’t play bass with no fingers!

BERTO
So here I am!

EDDIE
So ere ya are!

TERRY
Hey Eddie don’t forget about Tim?

EDDIE
Forgot about im, what a shithead!

BERTO
Why, what happened with him?

EDDIE
He rolled up to practice without his bass!

BERTO
How’s that work?

EDDIE
It doesn’t, he wanted some beer so he hocked off his bass until his next dole payment.

TERRY
Said he could stand there and pretend to be playing. Fuck Eddie I thought you were going to throttle him!

EDDIE
I gave it some serious thought! Say I haven’t seen im for bit?

TERRY
He’s long gone mate, probably too embarrassed to show his face.

EDDIE
We all make our own reputations.

BERTO
Too true Eddie.

EDDIE
You play well mate, we didn’t even have to give you the chords!

TERRY
How do ya do it Berto?

BERTO
I’ve been on the bass since I was kid. Strange to say most people I know aren’t into playing music so I’m grateful to join in.

EDDIE
Don’t know about Terry but I’m appy to give ya a go.

TERRY
Fuck he’s got my vote!

EDDIE
Welcome to the band!

BERTO
So what’s the bands name?

Terry instantly starts laughing.

BERTO
What’s so funny?

TERRY
Maybe we should call it Band Name?

EDDIE
Keep trying, I know the right one when I hear it.

BERTO
Ah I see, no name yet!

EDDIE
Just been waiting for the secret sauce and no Terry, Secret Sauce aint gonna be our fucken band name!

They all laugh and start jamming PUNK again.

EXT. MAIN STREET – SHOPPING STRIP – DAY

Next day Eddie see’s Danny.

EDDIE
Hey Danny, howzit going?

DANNY
How are you? I heard you might got a beating the other night?

EDDIE
Don’t remember too much about it to be honest.

DANNY
Well you lived to tell the story!

EDDIE
My fault, gotta learn to not hit the streets when I’m blotto.

DANNY
Wise words!

EDDIE
Hey tell Robin thanks a heap! I
might have been in the shit if she
didn’t come along when she did.

DANNY
Good chance you might have woken up a cell from what I hear.

EDDIE
I owe her one, maybe I should have given her a go in the band?

DANNY
Too late! She just got a new gig with some friends, sounds ok too.

EDDIE
Fuck it, too late to the date.

DANNY
Don’t sweat it, just go along to a gig and support her.

EDDIE
Fair enough, hey fuck time’s getting on I gotta go, see ya!

INT. KITCHEN – EDDIES HOUSE – NIGHT

Eddies cooks dinner. Terry is off somewhere again.

EDDIE
Hey Tezza do want some of this? It’s me old man’s stew recipe.

TERRY
Sounds tempting but unfortunately I gotta go out for a bit, I’ll grab a burger at the pub.

EDDIE
What some spicy yuppy meat in a bun for twenty dollars!

TERRY
Wack on a bit of dead horse and it all tastes the same mate.

EDDIE
Save your money, this stew is a ripper!

TERRY
Don’t worry about money so much!

EDDIE
Tezza how come your always living the high life?

TERRY
What? Going to see some bands and eating a bit of take away?

EDDIE
Every night?

TERRY
Do ya want the rent money early?

EDDIE
Nah, hey good job finding Berto. He seems like a real good fit.

TERRY
Yeah he played well didn’t he.

EDDIE
I’m fucken sure I know im from somewhere?

TERRY
Maybe you do? Ok see ya mate!

EXT. FRONT YARD – EDDIES HOUSE – DAY

Eddie in front yard looking over Wolfy’s old Holden. Loud music up the road. Terry gets out of a car. Terry kisses a girl who looks a bit strung out. KRISTY has blue hair and wears scruffy black clothing.

TERRY
See ya next time!

KRISTY
Maybe you should invite me in? I can give ya a nice reward, just like I did last night!

TERRY
Nah can’t do it sorry!

Kristy now realises it was just a one night stand.

KRISTY (To Self)
Payback’s a bitch, named Kristy.

KRISTY (To Friend)
Hey let’s dump this wreck before the cops spot us.

Terry quickly focuses all attention on Eddies new ride.

TERRY
You got it!

EDDIE
Sure did and it’s just as fucken cool as I remember it.

TERRY
What about all that surface rust?

EDDIE
It’s called character Tezza! You should get some too.

Searches through glovebox. Discovers old cassettes.

EDDIE
Fuck me!

TERRY
What?

EDDIE
My old man’s cassettes, check it out. The Angels, Choir Boys.

TERRY
Fuck Eddie ya need to catch up with the times man, no one listens to that shit anymore!

EDDIE
Plenty of this stuff in record collections all over the country!

TERRY
Records?

EDDIE
Yes Tezza, fucken records, what’s the matter with ya? You gone techno or somethin?

TERRY
Got all me music on the phone these days!

EDDIE
That’s where we differ. I’m the one on the tram looking out the window while every other clown is playing games on their phone.

TEZZA
We can’t stop the world for you to get on and off when you choose!

EDDIE
Can’t ya just slow it down just a little sometimes?

TERRY
I’ll see what we can do? Anyways how bout going for a spin?

Police Officer Smyth slowly drives past.

EDDIE
Nah mate, old Smythy been past twice today, he looks like the cat about to eat tha rat!

TERRY
Fuck him!

EDDIE
I’m gonna get an unregistered vehicle permit tomorrow!

TERRY
Let me know when your organized! I wanna hang me elbow out the window to add a bit of style!

EDDIE
Would ya like me to get ya a participation medal as well!

INT. WORKSHOP – MECHANICS – DAY

Next day Eddie takes the old Holden to the mechanics.

EDDIE
Mate, can I get a roadworthy?

JEFF
I don’t do dodgy’s!

EDDIE
Not asking ya to, it just looks a bit rough.

JEFF
Mate it looks like a Rat Rod.

EDDIE
A Rat Rod?

JEFF
You know, one of them rough looking old hot rods. Some folk even paint fake rust on em these days. Fucks the cops up big time if they pull em over!

EDDIE
Ya don’t say!

JEFF
You’d be surprised just how good some of these old shit boxes really are!

EDDIE
Thanks, ya just gave me a band name idea, Rat Rod!

JEFF
What about the roadworthy?

EDDIE
Oh yeah book er in, you want find too much wrong with it. Me old man always looked after it.

JEFF
I’ll have a good look over her.

Jeff reads Eddies name on the contact form.

JEFF
Hey hang on a minute, are you Wolfy’s son?

EDDIE
Yeah, howd ya know?

JEFF
I remember years ago I did the brakes for this car! Sorry to hear about what happened.

EDDIE
Yeah sad times for sure, at least his cars still around!

JEFF
He was a good bloke your old man, I saw him in a band once. Sounded like Angus Fucking Young!

EDDIE
I wish I had the same skills, these days it’s all about playing fast thrashy punk shit it seems.

EXT. EDDIES STREET – DAY

Eddie returns home only to see police and fire trucks. Mrs Simmons house has burnt down. Body covered up.

EDDIE
What’s going on?

POLICEMAN
We couldn’t help her. I’m sorry son, who are you?

EDDIE
Her neighbour!

Fireman points to Eddies house.

FIREMAN
So this is your house?

EDDIE
Me old man left it to me, why?

FIREMAN
The fire was getting close to your roofline, we had to break in to make sure there was no one inside?

EDDIE
What about Terry, waz he in there?

FIREMAN
We found him out cold, he must had a really big night to not hear all our sirens and the fire.

EDDIE
So he could have saved her?

FIREMAN
Look I don’t know about that? These old weatherboards go up fast sometimes, the resident probably choked on smoke before..

EDDIE
..I got the idea mate, so where’s Terry?

FIREMAN
Taken to the hospital as a precaution, I doubt he’ll even stay the night.

EDDIE
So what about me ouse? Can I sleep here tonight?

FIREMAN
Should be ok. I’m sorry about your neighbour it’s never easy.

EDDIE
You don’t know what a good ole stick she was!

FIREMAN
Old school eh?

EDDIE
She sure was, damn!

FIREMAN
I can give you the phone number of a counsellor if you want?

EDDIE
Nah fuck that shit, it just a real downer to know she could have maybe been saved.

FIREMAN
Look I didn’t say that mate.

EDDIE
I would have tried if I waz ere!

FIREMAN
Perhaps it’s better you weren’t here then?

EDDIE
What does that mean mate?

FIREMAN
It means there was only one death today instead of two!

EDDIE
Ok, I get ya point.

FIREMAN
Are you sure you don’t wish to talk to someone about this?

EDDIE
I think I’ll go to the hospital and see how Terry’s going.

FIREMAN
You got smoke detectors in there?

EDDIE
Yes mate, don’t stress it!

INT. HOSPITAL – EMERGNECY WARD – DAY

EDDIE
Tezza are you ok?

TERRY
It all happened so fast Eddie.

EDDIE
You didn’t hear the sirens? You could have saved her!

TERRY
The whole fucking joint was ablaze, just lucky the fire brigade got there so fast. It could have been your house next!

NURSE
Tone it down mister, no swearing.

TERRY
Sorry, guess I’m still in shock.

EDDIE
He’ll behave, sorry!

TERRY
I liked her but I wasn’t running into a burning house for her.

EDDIE
Fuck Tezza, just shut up will ya.

NURSE
Look I warned you once already, no more swearing out loud, ok!

EDDIE
Me neighbour just passed away, I’m little fucked up about it all.

NURSE
Security!

EDDIE
Hey I’m going, alright!

NURSE
We’ll look after your mate but you have to go! Damn Punks!

EDDIE
See ya later Tezza!

TERRY
Ok mate, later.
EXT. EDDIES STREET – DAY

Sargent Smyth decides to check up on Mrs Simmons house in case of looting.

SMYTH
Base, Smyth here, just letting you know I’m going to have one more look at The Simmons House.

BASE
Why’s that?

SMYTH
Too many addicts around here to think it will be left alone.

Smyth pulls up and hears sound of smashing glass. He drives slowly to front of Eddies house. See’s a guitar case coming out a side window. Kristy soon follows.

SMYTH
Hey what are you doing?

KRISTY
It’s ok I know Terry.

SMYTH
Terry? This is Eddie’s place.

Kristy decides if she has to hang around and explain it will end badly for her. She runs to back fence.

SMYTH
Come here young lady.

KRISTY
Fuck you!

Smyth exits car to chase but Kristy is long gone by the time he reaches the back yard. Smyth is quickly back in the car to search local streets but cannot find her.

SMYTH
Base, come in base.

BASE
What’s up?

SMYTH
Smyth here, remember how I said there may be looters at the Simmons House.

BASE
Do you have a description?

SMYTH
Scruffy girl early twenties has blue hair and black clothing.

BASE
I’ll let the other patrols know.

EXT. EDDIES STREET – DAY

Eddie sees police car parked out front of his house.

EDDIE (To Self)
Fuck me! What now?

Hesitant Eddie speaks with Sargent Smyth.

EDDIE
Sargent, er what can I do for ya?

SMYTH
It’s more what I can do for you Mr Vonrocka.

EDDIE
Mister? This sounds formal!

SMYTH
I came by to check up on the Simmons house and observed a young woman exiting a side window of your place. Most people use a door so I figured she had entered illegally.

EDDIE
Say what! Did she steal anything?

Smyth points to a guitar case in the back seat.

SMYTH
She left it behind when she realised I was watching.

EDDIE
That’s me old man’s guitar!

SMYTH
It was obviously going to be a stolen guitar if I didn’t act.

EDDIE
Fuck I owe ya one Smythy.

SMYTH
That’s Sargent Smyth to you and you don’t owe me anything.

EDDIE
Either way I am heaps grateful. Do I have to report it or do something down the station?

SMYTH
Look Eddie I am well aware that you’ve had a rough patch but don’t fall in with the wrong crowd because of it, ok!

EDDIE
Hey I’m cool and so are me mates, I’m pretty sure.

SMYTH
The only thing I’m pretty sure about is the number of ice related crime lately!

EDDIE
Hey I don’t like that stuff.

SMYTH
Make sure you don’t, now grab the guitar and behave from now on.

INT. LOUGNEROOM – EDDIES HOUSE – NIGHT

Terry’s off again. Eddie starts to wonder about things.

EDDIE
Hey Tezza good to see ya back ome, want to go over a few tunes?

TERRY
Nah, I gotta step out for a bit, gonna see a dog about a bone.

EDDIE
Huh?

TERRY
Mate I got something to do.

EDDIE
I thought you’d be right into band practice now that we ave Berto!

TERRY
I am mate, just got a bit of shit to do!

EDDIE
Ok dude, catch ya!

Eddie now notices four fifty dollar notes on the ground. and places it under a jar in the kitchen.

INT. BAND VENUE – BAR – NIGHT

Terry sells Ice to drinker. They go out and smoke it. On stage STRAWBERRY FISTCAKE performing CANCER IS A JERK. Singer Casey in pink tutu and Mohawk. MOSHPIT.

DRINKER
So it’s good stuff?

TERRY
Fuck yeah!

DRINKER
Might light up a little before Devil Monkey, wanna join me?

TERRY
If you insist!

Back in venue GREEN MASK wearing Devil Monkey playing.

DRINKER
This is pretty good shit mate!

TERRY
Got that right, now lets listen to the band.

INT. DIFFERENT BAR – BAND VENUE – NEXT NIGHT

Bouncer knows what terry is up to and warns him off.

BOUNCER
Hey you

Terry looks around and sees BIG BOUNCER DUDE.

TERRY
Me?

BOUNCER
That’s right, mister drug dealer!

TERRY
You got the wrong dude I think

BOUNCER
We’re not that kind of pub ok.

TERRY
Fuck you I’m outta here!

Runs out exit. Bouncer gives chase but soon stops.

BOUNCER (Yelling)
Better not come back!

EXT. STREET – FOOTPATH – NIGHT

Soon after Terry rings Michael to get more stock.

MICHAEL
Terry, why are you ringing this late?

TERRY
It’s going gangbusters, they can’t get enough, I’m nearly out.

MICHAEL
Shit so soon! Ok I’ll bring a batch down tomorrow night.

EXT. WORKSHOP – GARAGE – DAY

Eddie picks up car. Meets Jeff’s daughter JOAN

EDDIE
So how’d we go?

JEFF
Yeah not bad, you’re right! Pretty good under the bonnet and the brakes are spot on!

EDDIE
Me old man always kept the brakes good, cops used to hassle him a bit when he was younger.

JEFF
First thing they check, after that they tend to mellow if yer tyres got some decent tread.

EDDIE
Old man Smythy’s gonna pull me over first chance he gets!

JEFF
Is that prick still around?

INT. WORKSHOP – GARAGE – DAY – FLASHBACK

Smyth hassles Jeff about roadworthy certificates.

SMYTH
So you say the cars were ok?

JEFF
They left here in good knick and were roadworthy, I’m not losing me roadworthy license for anyone!

SMYTH
I’ve heard this is the place to go to if you want a dodgy!

JEFF
That’s bullshit and you know it!

SMYTH
That remains to be seen.

INT. WORKSHOP – GARAGE – DAY – CONTINUES

EDDIE
So I’m legal now?

JEFF
Sure are, it was kinda nice to play around with an oldie again.

EDDIE
Hey what you do in your time’s up to you!

JEFF
Say what, ha ha very funny. Oh here’s me daughter, Joan!

EDDIE
Named her after Joan Jett?

JEFF
Sure did!

EDDIE
At least you can spell it, fair dinkum half the names I hear lately a teacher couldn’t spell!

JEFF
Joan come over here, I want you to meet Eddie, I saw his dad’s band play!

JOAN
Hi Eddie.

EDDIE
Hi ya Joan!

JEFF
Guess what?

EDDIE
What?

JEFF
She plays drums!

JOAN
Only old school stuff. Do you play?

EDDIE
In a punk band, but we don’t have a name yet.

JEFF
Hard to pick something everyone can settle on I suppose.

EDDIE
Been tossing a few ideas around but nothing sounds quite right, so we’re gonna ave a raffle.

JEFF
Which one ya hoping for?

JOAN
Yeah which one?

EDDIE
Well your old man gave me the idea of calling the band Rat Rod last time I was here!

JEFF
Now you’re talking!

JOAN
Cool, I luv Rat Rods!

EDDIE
I can’t believe it, gals seem to know more about this car stuff than alf me mates do!

JOAN
Dad taught me a bit about cars.

JEFF
Yep, she’s a real chip off the block the ole Joan! Can even change a motor over.

EDDIE
I just thought of another band name, Block and Tackle!

JOAN
Hey not too shabby Eddie!

JEFF
I hope you win the raffle! When’s the band gonna play?

EDDIE
Not too sure? I can let ya know.

JEFF
I might pass, I’m too old for that thrashy shit I reckon.

EDDIE
Never too old, look at me old man he was still rocking until.

Eddie takes off. Jeff tries to interest Joan in Eddie.

JEFF
I could see you playing drums with Eddie.

JOAN
Pull up Dad, he a punk rocker, it’s never gonna happen!

JEFF
It’s funny old world Joan, never say never!

EXT. FRONT YARD – EDDIE HOUSE – DAY

Next day Eddie is out front tinkering with the old Holden. Sargent Smyth drops by.

SMYTH
Can I have a quick word with you Eddie.

EDDIE
Suppose, what could ya possibly want now?

SMYTH
Eddie there have been a number of break ins overnight, do you know anything about it? Is it at all related to the incident at this address?

EDDIE
How would I know, what are you saying?

SMYTH
I’m saying there something going on around here and I want to know what you know about it?

EDDIE
Look I just play me music and work on me car, what’s the problem with that?

SMYTH
Well if you’re up to no good we will find out and then we’ll search your house.

EDDIE
Do whatever ya think’s fair Smythy. Doesn’t worry me!

SMYTH
That’s Sargent Smyth to you! We’re gonna be watching you.

EDDIE
I’ll see ya at one of me gigs!

SMYTH
Not bloody likely smart arse! Remember we’ll be watching you.

Eddie see’s Berto and Terry approaching the house.

INT/EXT EDDIES HOUSE – DAY

EDDIE
Here comes trouble!

BERTO
Hey good name for a band!

EDDIE
Well today’s the day!

TERRY
The band name’s raffle is today!

EDDIE
Ripper! Let’s do it.

Inside Eddie hands out a pen and paper to the others. We see the choices as they write them down.

EDDIE’S PICKS on paper
Rat Rod, Block and Tackle, V8 Chrome, The Rollbacks, Downshift.

TERRY’S PICKS
Get Blotto, Drug Fucked, Easy Money, Pay Up, The Hoons.

BERTO’S PICKS
Betrayer, Conflicted, Mind Blender, Revengence, Two Faces.

With all suggestions written down and torn into tabs They are to be placed into a jar. Eddie gets a jar from the kitchen. Suddenly remembers Terry’s lost money.

EDDIE
Hey Tezza! Are you missing anything?

TERRY
What do ya mean?

EDDIE
Money, are ya missing some dosh?

TERRY
Oh fuck maybe? How much?

EDDIE
So you’re saying ya didn’t even notice losing two hundred dollars the other night?

TERRY
Of course I did, just didn’t want to say anything and look stupid, that’s all.

EDDIE
Might wanna be more careful next time, I might not be around to pick after ya, eh!

TERRY
Thanks, I’ll buy a few beers.

EDDIE
Ok, time for the raffle folks!

BERTO
Here we go boys!

TERRY
Did you guys choose good names?

EDDIE
Whatta you recken?

BERTO
It’s your picks that worry me!

TERRY
Ha ha, fuck up!

EDDIE
Drum roll please Tezza!

Terry does a drum roll on the coffee table as all eyes watch Eddie’s hand delve into the jar. Just as they think he is about to draw out a name he stops.

EDDIE (Laughing)
I better give it a good shake! After all I don’t want to be accused of cheating!

TERRY
Oh come on mate!

BERTO
For fuck sake, the suspense is killing me!

Eddie finally places an upside down tab on the table.

BERTO
I can’t look.

TERRY
The suspense is killing me!

Terry snatches at the tab turns it over and slams it down on table. Rat Rod is now their band name.

EDDIE
Classic, it’s one of mine!

TERRY
Redraw, I demand a redraw!

BERTO
What, Rat Rod!

EDDIE
We are officially called Rat Rod!

TERRY
Fuck! I’m a rat.

EDDIE
Someone had to say it.

BERTO
I’ve been called worse.

EDDIE
Hey boys! All hail Rat Rod.
Others reluctantly join in.

EVERYONE
All HAIL RAT ROD

Shortly after Eddie discovers slab of beer in kitchen.

EDDIE
Hey who’s is this?

TERRY
Must be mine?

EDDIE
You bought a slab and forgot?

BERTO
Who cares, let’s toast Rat Rod!

EDDIE
Fair enough, here we go boys!

They crack a can and start jamming.

INT. LOUNGEROOM – EDDIES HOUSE – NIGHT

Alone Eddie looks over other band name suggestions. Quite SURPRISED at what he reads.

EDDIE (To Self)
Revengeance, Easy Money, Betrayer, Pay up. What the fuck is wrong with you dudes?

INT. VENUE – BAR – NIGHT

Eddie walks in just as The Punky Poets (Fictitious) are warming up. LOUD guitar sounds. Eddie waves to Robin.

EDDIE
How ya doin?

ROBIN
Eddie you made it, good for you!

EDDIE
Sounds like your gonna kick ass going by the warm up!

ROBIN
I guess so but a lot of songs tend to just stop and then Rosey starts a poem. It changes the momentum a bit too much for my liking.

EDDIE
It’s just the first gig. You can work that stuff out next time.

ROBIN
Rosey’s really got her heart set on sharing poetry with us all!

EDDIE
Neva know, it might work out?

ROBIN
Thanks for coming Eddie, it’s good to see you out of the house.

EDDIE
Good to be outta tha ouse, now go get em tiger!

EXT. HUME HIGHWAY – HOTEL CARPARK – NIGHT

Terry meets up with his dad Michael for more ice.

TERRY
Dad, how ya been?

MICHAEL
I’m good son, how about you?

TERRY
Doing well, hey they love your gear down here, seems they can’t get enough of it!

MICHAEL
And what of Eddie?

TERRY
I don’t think he knows anything.

MICHAEL
Well don’t get caught, after what happened to Wolfy I don’t think I’d wanna be in your shoes, be careful son!

TERRY
How’d this batch turn out? Good?

MICHAEL
Of course! I’m a professional aren’t I?

TERRY (Sarcastic)
Me dear old dad the drug wizard!

MICHAEL
What?

TERRY
Nothing, just taking the piss outta ya!

MICHAEL
So business really is that good?

TERRY
As I say, they love it down here.

MICHAEL
Maybe I should bring more down next time?

TERRY
They’re lapping it up!

MICHAEL
Quality speaks for it’s self son!

TERRY
Sure does, hey hang on a moment!

Police car slowly drives past. Siren and lights go on as it now takes off down the highway.

TERRY
It’s ok they’re not here for us!

MICHAEL
Too close, we would have been fucked if they checked the boot!

TERRY
Well get smarter then dad, hide it in the engine bay somewhere.

MICHAEL
Good idea Terry, stay cool!

Terry goes to get out of the car.

MICHAEL
How’s the band going?

TERRY
Found a new bass player! Reckons he likes your gear as well, not that I’d dare mention it to Eddie.

MICHAEL
Silence is golden, even for a punk rocker eh!

TERRY
If you say so!

MICHAEL
Be careful and don’t trust anyone. Remember…

TERRY
..What?

MICHAEL
If you give credit and they don’t pay up it’s coming out of your share!

INT. VENUE – BAR – NIGHT – CONTINUES

Punky Poets are rocking but Rosey suddenly stops playing. It’s time for an improv poetry session.

ROSEY
That’s all fucking good but how about some off the cuff words from the audience?

Rosey picks out a raised arm.

ROSEY
Here’s one, what words of wisdom do ya have for us all tonight?

SPEAKER
Hello mum, hello dad, aren’t you glad I turned out so horribly bad!

Crowd laughs. Robin is eager to start the song again.

ROSEY
Any more, do we got anymore words of wisdom from the crowd? How about you?

NEXT SPEAKER
Cheap beer on tap is like electricity until it or gets turned off goes flat!

Crowd laughs again. Rosey turns to Robin who nods its time to start the song again. Rosey ignores her.

ROSEY
We’ll take a break to give you time to think of more pearls of wisdom!

Not happy Robin jumps off stage. Eddie offers a beer.

EDDIE
What the fuck was all that about?

ROBIN
Wasn’t like that at rehearsals.

EDDIE
Maybe that was the plan all along? Get on stage and change the whole act!

ROBIN
I wouldn’t have wasted my time.

EDDIE
Yeah, she should have told you the way it was gonna go down.

Second set is same mess around as Robin stands on stage in disbelief. The set finally comes to an end.

ROSEY
Thanks all, thanks for all your peculiar punked out poetry!

Robin asks Rosey about the last song.

ROBIN
What about the last song? The one I wrote?

ROSEY
We got no more time left, maybe we’ll give a go next time?

Eddie offers obviously frustrated Robin another beer.

EDDIE
I grabbed ya a beer to cool down with.

ROBIN
Keep it, I’m too pissed off to enjoy a coldie, see around, thanks anyways!

EDDIE
Oh, ok take care! Thanks for the invite.

ROBIN (Stops)
I shouldn’t have asked you to a gig until I knew what we were about, sorry!

EDDIE
Nah it’s all good Robin, got me out the door at least.

INT. POLICE CAR – STREET – NIGHT

Undercover police watch Michael and Terry’s meet up.

UNDERCOVER COP
Base come in. We’ve just witnessed the deal go down, should we proceed to arrest?

BASE
That’s a negative, repeat that is a negative!

UNDERCOVER COP
Ok base, we will return to the station.

INT. ABANDONED FACTORY – INSIDE – DAY

Kristy brags about how she nearly got a big haul.

KRISTY
I was so close!

SQUATTER ONE
What happened?

KRISTY
I couldn’t find the Ice so I grabbed a nice looking guitar but the fricking cops saw me leaving the house!

SQUATTER TWO
Did you hear that?

KRISTY
What?

Smyth and four other police officers appear. Squatters go to run but soon realise they are trapped.

CONSTABLE
Sargent this one perfectly matches the description you gave out the other day.

SMYTH
That’s her. The female observed leaving the Vonrocka house!

Kristy spits and LOUDLY screams in protest.

KRISTY
Fuck off copper, I don’t know anything about that stuff!

SMYTH
Got a blue haired twin in the area do you?

KRISTY
It wasn’t me ya fucken pig!

SMYTH
One chance, why were you there?

KRISTY
One chance at what?

SMYTH
For me to lose my memory and let you go.

KRISTY
If that’s really the case, I was there to steal the ice deals.

SMYTH
Are you saying Eddie Vonrocka is an Ice Dealer?

KRISTY
Not Eddie, the other one, Terry.

SMYTH
Constable, let her go.

KRISTY
Really, I can go?

SMYTH
Better go far, at least two suburbs worth!

KRISTY
Whatever copper, I’m off.

CONSTABLE
Are we going to raid the Vonrocka house sir?

SMYTH
Better get the go ahead with the brass first.

INT. FARM HOUSE – KITCHEN – DAY

Michael discusses Ice drop off with wife SAMANTHA

SAMATHA
So how did it all go?

MICHAEL
No dramas, Terry’s building up a really good solid customer base.

SAMATHA
What of young Eddie? It’s not really fair to use his house as a front for dealing.

MICHAEL
What he doesn’t know wont hurt him. He should be grateful for the company!

SAMATHA
We shouldn’t be using him like this, especially after what happened to Wolfgang.

MICHAEL
Hey I only offered Wolfy some pain relief. The silly bugger probably already had a heart condition!

SAMANTHA
It’s called a broken heart, he just recently lost his Dawn!

MICHAEL
What’s done is done, just wasn’t meant to be.

SAMANTHA
You’re a hard man Michael.

MICHAEL
It’s a hard life! Now I got Ice to cook, I’m upping production since Terry’s doing so well.

SAMANTHA
It just doesn’t sit too well using your son to like this!

MICHAEL
Bring me out a beer later!

INT. EDDIES HOUSE – LOUNGEROOM – NIGHT

Eddie declares it’s time to get a gig.

EDDIE
I think it’s time to get a gig, what do ya recken? Are we ready?

BERTO
We sure are, sounds good to me.

TERRY
I’m into it!

EXT. SHOPPING STRIP – FOOTPATH – DAY

Eddie sees Robin and shares the news. They want a gig.

EDDIE
Hey Robin! Howzit all going?

ROBIN
Hey Eddie, I’m good. I ended up quitting the Punky Poets!

EDDIE
Good for you! No point doing it if ya aint appy.

ROBIN
Too right Eddie! What’s news?

EDDIE
You are now talking to the official guitarist of Rat Rod!

ROBIN
Rat Rod you say, not too shabby, I like it! So is your bass player any good?

EDDIE
He’s good a fit but for the life of me I seen before but can’t remember where?

ROBIN
Ah don’t stress it, sooner or later it’ll come to you.

EDDIE
I guess, hey Robin any idea where we can get a gig?
ROBIN
Look I can’t promise but I know the manager at Woody’s. I’ll ask him for you.

EDDIE
You’re a star Robin, that’ll be perfect for our first gig!

ROBIN
No promises but you never know, I’ll give you the details if it works out, what’s your number?

EDDIE
Thanks heaps Robin I owe ya one.

ROBIN
My pleasure Eddie, great to know you finally got it happening!

INT. DETECTIVES OFFICE – POLICE STATION – DAY

Smyth informed by brass not to proceed with raid.

SMYTH
But sir we have reliable information there is an Ice Dealer in the house.

SUPERIOR
The drug squad have requested we wait, they want to get the supplier and the dealer at the same time..

SMYTH
..But sir!

SUPERIOR
Are we on the same page? Do not proceed!

SMYTH
Understood sir.

EXT. PETROL PUMP – SERVICE STATION – DAY

Eddie fuels up discovers servo has been broken into.

EDDIE
Gidday Jeff, what’s been appening?

JEFF
Oh howdy Eddie, you wouldn’t believe it!

EDDIE
Believe what?

JEFF
Some prick broke in and stole the tills takings.

EDDIE
Fuck Jeff was it much.

JEFF
Luckily not much, pricks, even took a few pairs of overalls.

EDDIE
I nearly lost Wolfy’s guitar the other day, same story another break in.

JEFF
It’s getting worse out there!

EDDIE
You’re not wrong!

JEFF
Any news about the band?

EDDIE
We are officially called Rat Rod!

JEFF
Ha ha, no shit! Great name Eddie, good stuff!

EDDIE
I’ll let ya know when we get a gig!

JEFF
Like I said before, not really my thing.

EDDIE
Not you! I thought Joan might wanna come a have looksy?

JEFF
Ah fair enough, perhaps she might surprise you and come along? Drop in and let me know when!

EDDIE
Sorry to hear about the break in!

JEFF
Don’t worry it’s the last they’ll get it! The takings come home with me from now on.

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