:39:00
They did, Mum.
:39:07
They sent Boog
away.
:39:10
But how can
they do that...
:39:12
just take
someone's son away?
:39:15
It's OK, Mum.
:39:18
Boog seemed OK.
:39:22
He should be
at home with us.
:39:30
Can't a man get some
fuckin' sleep around here?
:39:32
Fuck, woman,
you look fucking awful.
:39:34
Go clean yourself up.
:39:35
This is as cleaned up
:39:37
as I get,
you bastard.
:39:39
Tried getting cleaned up
all morning
:39:40
so I could go to court
with our son.
:39:42
Our son, Jake!
:39:45
What the fuck's
Nig been up to?
:39:48
You have
no idea, do you?
:39:50
Boogie!
:39:53
Boogie?
Is that right?
:39:54
He's gone, Jake.
:39:57
He's gone to welfare,
and you slept
:40:01
through the whole
bloody thing.
:40:05
Is that all?
:40:06
Is that what all this
slamming of fucking doors,
:40:08
crying, and carrying on
is about?
:40:11
Fuck!
:40:13
The boy is soft.
:40:14
It'll toughen him up.
:40:18
Anyone would think
he bloody died or something.
:40:20
Hey, so go do something
about the way you look.
:40:23
You're starting to
make me feel fucking sick.
:40:25
You did this to me,
you bastard.
:40:29
I hope you spew
your guts out.
:40:32
You know your fucking
problem, eh, woman?
:40:34
You're too
bloody lippy,
:40:36
too bloody
smart-mouthed.
:40:38
You're a bad example
for the fucking kids.
:40:43
Always writing, aren't you?
Too fucking smart.
:40:49
You'll end up like
your mother here.
:40:57
I hate him.