| 00:00 - 00:03 | Some areas where you can wear your new Akubra |
| 00:04 - 00:05 | they are in the city, |
| 00:05 - 00:07 | .. no annoying farmers to pester you |
| 00:08 - 00:12 | you can take some selfies in a fluro jacket |
| 00:12 - 00:15 | but
. you cannot be Prime Minister anymore
|
| 00:17 - 00:19 | But I still run the country? |
| 00:19 - 00:21 | I would hate for Lucy not to have a hobby |
| 00:24 - 00:26 | err, Prime Minister
Dutton |
| 00:27 - 00:28 | is coming |
| 00:31 - 00:33 | with a pooper scoop and dustpan |
| 00:34 - 00:36 | and some air freshener |
| 00:53 - 00:58 | Everyone who has never had a real job outside politics leave the room |
| 01:13 - 01:15 | What do you mean we can't the country?!? |
| 01:15 - 01:17 | What is Lucy going to tell her friends at Rotary? |
| 01:18 - 01:23 | You think that we should now just go back to our little garret in Sydney? |
| 01:25 - 01:28 | Slum it with all those peasants and working folk? |
| 01:29 - 01:31 | Dutton?! What about the dossier? |
| 01:31 - 01:34 | He has been EATING BABIES!!! |
| 01:34 - 01:37 | He was told not to come back until he had the signatures |
| 01:37 - 01:40 | After my last election he will be lucky to that number !! |
| 01:40 - 01:42 | He found them. Just. He has the numbers. |
| 01:42 - 01:46 | How can he!? I eradicated half the party! |
| 01:46 - 01:48 | He showed us the signatures. Forty three. |
| 01:48 - 01:52 | Well that have to be verified. By CSI. Or maybe Forensic. Both! |
| 01:53 - 01:54 | And parchment paper .. |
| 01:56 - 01:57 | We have to barricade that door! |
| 01:57 - 02:00 | Perhaps I can disguise as a cowboy
|
| 02:00 - 02:03 | Everyone loves cowboys |
| 02:04 - 02:08 | But we should not be downcast. Dutton and Abbott cannot do anything. |
| 02:08 - 02:13 | Bishop, Pyne, Freidenberg
they will protect me. |
| 02:14 - 02:16 | The rest of these are useless. They would betray me. |
| 02:17 - 02:21 | And Morrison. I don't trust him. He stopped the boats! |
| 02:27 - 02:29 | Lucy was furious! I paid hell for that! |
| 02:30 - 02:34 | I had to sponsor an African orphan somewhere. In Melbourne, I think. |
| 02:34 - 02:36 | Bishop will save me. We will put her in |
| 02:41 - 02:42 | after a week we just swap jobs |
| 02:43 - 02:47 | She does not want to be PM, anyway. |
| 02:48 - 02:53 | she just wants the fashion shows, the junkets, the conferences |
| 02:54 - 02:56 | and giving money to those shit holes. |
| 02:56 - 02:59 | Not a care in the world. The worst problem in her life |
| 03:00 - 03:02 | was she lost an earring at the ball last night!! |
| 03:04 - 03:07 | It's OK, Julie. I am sure we will find the earring. |
| 03:14 - 03:16 | we will have a ballot and say Julie won |
| 03:19 - 03:23 | I will pretend to be deputy for a couple of weeks |
| 03:25 - 03:26 | I visit some peasants |
| 03:31 - 03:33 | I can use that fluro jacket and the Akubra |
| 03:40 - 03:46 | Maybe I can call someone 'mate' and eat a sausage in bread |
| 03:46 - 03:49 | OK. Let's go and get Bishop installed. |
| 03:53 - 03:56 | At least Morrison won't be able to take over |
