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Holden’s Performance (1989) 291: That sister of yours: I suppose you know she’s been mucking around with Mister McBee?at muck about, v.
Holden’s Performance (1989) 291: That sister of yours: I suppose you know she’s been mucking around with Mister McBee? Holden’s Performance (1989) 330: The concrete contractors holding their palms out for backsheesh.at baksheesh, n.
Holden’s Performance (1989) 286: There was a balls-up at Foreign Affairs.at balls-up, n.
Holden’s Performance (1989) 332: There’d only be his smoker’s cough between his steady belly-aching to Rust.at bellyaching (n.) under bellyache, v.
Holden’ s Performance (1989) 290: Jimmy [...] is a half-blood from the Territory. Doesn’t like the big smoke.at Big Smoke, n.
Holden’s Performance (1989) 253: ‘What’s the big idea?’ He turned to Harriet. ‘What’s going on?’.at what’s the (big) idea?, phr.
Holden’s Performance (1989) 291: Don’t think we’re nothing but a pack of bludgers.at bludger, n.
Holden’s Performance (1989) 159: I can depend on you. You’re not one of those slack bodgie types who leave chewing gum on the seats and who’ve never done a fucking day’s work in their lives.at bodgie, n.
Holden’s Performance (1989) 311: Now bugger off, I’ve got work to do.at bugger off, v.
Holden’s Performance (1989) 311: The shot was aimed to wing me in the leg, or scare the living daylights out of me.at frighten the (living) daylights out of (v.) under daylights, n.
Holden’s Performance (1989) 291: Has the old boy been bashing your ear? I bet he has. Christ, he’s full of garbage sometimes.at earbash, v.
Holden’s Performance (1989) 280: ‘I saw her face.’ ‘Fair go. She would have been doing a hundred and twenty miles an hour.’.at fair go, phr.
Holden’s Performance (1989) 250: Shadbolt paused with a lump of flake.at flake, n.1
Holden’s Performance (1989) 348: We’ve been flat out lately.at flat out, adj.2
Holden’s Performance (1989) 296: Follow me and no frigging about.at frig about (v.) under frig, v.
Holden’s Performance (1989) 288: In this business I need a name like, I don’t know – a hole in the head.at need like a hole in the head (v.) under hole in one’s head, n.
Holden’s Performance (1989) 310: I soon found myself in hot water.at hot water, n.
Holden’s Performance (1989) 310: He’d jacked up over being told to buzz off every afternoon.at jack up, v.1
Holden’s Performance (1989) 306: With a nod he indicated a kero tin for a seat.at kero, n.
Holden’s Performance (1989) 269: Not only mugshots of Mr Frank McBee, MP, scratching himself like Napoleon at state functions.at mug shot, n.
Holden’s Performance (1989) 275: Lately McBee had taken to publicly pointing to his war wound with the mulga walking stick.at mulga, n.
Holden’s Performance (1989) 281: And you’re quite an oddball. You know that? You’re attracted to cripples and power-maniacs.at oddball, n.
Holden’s Performance (1989) 316: The Australian love for the oddball-character has bedevilled the newspapers, its art and literature.at oddball, adj.
Holden’s Performance (1989) 243: A .303 pinged off one of his toes, that’s all.at ping, v.
Holden’s Performance (1989) 160: I don’t want to see a single pooch in the theatre. Before you know it they’ll lay a turd on the carpets.at pooch, n.
Holden’s Performance (1989) 312: On butcher’s paper from the bush: ‘If that poofter sets foot in our town for the jubilee celebrations ...’.at poofter, n.
Holden’s Performance (1989) 161: Even here he managed to sheet back his experiences to the all-embracing terms, Epic, because ‘Every Prick Is Cuntstruck’.at prick, n.
Holden’s Performance (1989) 263: ‘She’s shot through,’ he reported, meaning Miss Kilmartin.at shot, adj.
Holden’s Performance (1989) 349: On the last night he shouted Vern a meal in the capital’s only greasy fish ’n’ chip shop.at shout, v.
Holden’s Performance (1989) 333: That bit of skirt of yours in Manly, time you stopped frigging about with her.at bit of skirt (n.) under skirt, n.
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