EXTRACT: Ya hear that? That is the loneliest sound in the bloody world. A mongrel barkin' on a country road. Every day at this time it barks. Ya could set your watch to it. Someone's not feedin' it or someone's not lovin' it or.... Some bastard's just walked away from it. Wouldn't 'ave give it a second look just...left it behind. Everything gets left behind in this town. Houses. Pubs. Littered with 'em. People just...walked away.
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EXTRACT: You don't wanna drive beyond the back of nowhere 'cause you come back mad. Stark, dribblin', rabbit proof mad. Some blokes don't come back at all. Somebody told 'em there was silver... or lead out there. Some even went out there lookin' for gold. Ha! They're the ones that don't come back. Why would ya go out there? Why would ya bother? As far as the eye can see, there's nothin'. Even from my front porch ya can see that. Just a great big smorgasbord of diddly bum fuck nothin'.