what a postmodern guy he was.
( THUNDER CRASHES,
DOORBELL RlNGS )
Fuck!
Sammy!
Your mum says
you really should...
..try and ring her a bit more.
She's terrified
of commitment, Danny.
Commitment involves feelings,
feelings involve emotions
and emotions
are a fascist construct
forced upon us
over thousands of years
by the patriarchal hierarchy.
l'm beginning to hate
that patriarchal hierarchy.
l wasn't allowed to moan
because it sounded
like a cliche.
l wasn't allowed to gasp
because it sounded
like a cliche.
l wasn't allowed
to say ''l love you''
because it sounded
like a cliche.
How do you climax without it
sounding like a cliche?
Do you reckon l should look
at 'P' for prostitute
or 'E' for escort?
( THUNDER RUMBLES )
( HAUNTlNG MUSlC )
Make love to me.
Excuse me?
You know, berserk?
Gaga, talking in tongues?
SONG: § ls there a time
for keeping your distance... §
Don't you find me attractive?
Of course
l find you attractive.
Well, then...
Well, we're mates.
You can't sleep with your mates.
lt's one of the unwritten rules
of the moral code of mateship.
l didn't know
there were any unwritten rules
of the moral code of mateship.
Oh, yeah, they're...
they're the biggies.
No sleeping with a mate.
No sleeping
with a mate's girlfriend.
No urinating on a mate's car.
lt's column-of-salt
sort of stuff.
Sodom and Gomorrah and all that.
Old Testament?
Yeah, you know.
Plagues, pestilence,
frogs falling from the sky,
that sort of thing.
Doesn't sound too good,
does it?
§ ls there a time
to run for cover... §
l just need to feel loved.
l just need to feel.
( DARK MUSlC )
SONG: § l hear stories
from the chamber
§ How Christ was born
into a manger
§ And like some ragged stranger
died upon the cross
§ And might l say
it seems so fitting in its way
§ He was a carpenter by trade
§ Or at least
that's what l'm told... §
Sammy?
( WATER RUNS )
Sammy?
Sammy.
Oh, fuck!
§ And in a way
l'm hoping to be done
§ With all this
weighing up of truth
§ Eye for an eye
Tooth for a tooth
§ And l've got
nothing left to lose
§ And l'm not afraid to die
§ The mercy seat
is waiting... §
Oh, shit!
§ ln a way
l'm yearning to be done
§ With all this measuring
of proof
§ Eye for an eye
Tooth for a tooth... §
Why is 3:00 in the morning
always the hour of choice
to put on Nick Cave,
get depressed and kill yourself?.
What's wrong
with the middle of the day
when everyone's awake
and ready to call an ambulance?
What's happening to me?
l can't even
kill myself properly.
l can't do anything properly.
( SOFT PlANO MUSlC )
l'm sure if you concentrated,
you'd be able to kill yourself
better than anyone else l know.
Really?
You do everything
better than anyone else l know.
You think?
SONG: § And the mercy seat
is waiting
§ And l think my head
is burning
§ And in a way
l'm yearning to be done... §
l must look horrible.
You look wonderful.
§ Eye for an eye
Tooth for a tooth... §
Did you have fish sticks
for dinner?
Possibly.
You just...
..you sort of taste...
all fishy.
Should l brush?
§ l hear stories
from the chamber
§ How Christ was born
into a manger
§ And like
some ragged stranger... §
( THUMP! )
Your room's
very orderly, Danny.
One of the best we've seen.
How do you know my name?
l'll tell you
how this game works, Daniel.
We're the cops.
We get to ask the questions.
You're the suspect.
You get to complain
about your civil liberties,
perhaps get shot,
maybe even killed.
And it has
to stay like that, Daniel.
Otherwise, everything
falls out of balance.
And when things
fall out of balance,
you know what happens then,
don't you, Daniel?
Your spiritual values
start to decline.
You get your disintegration
of your social structure,
don't you?
The system collapses.
Pestilence, flood, famine...
lt happened to the Romans.
lt happened to the Greeks.
lt happened
to the ancient Mesopotamians.
And we don't want