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(CHIMES TINKLE)

(THUNDER CRACKS)

Marlee, come on. Get in the cart.

- I left the damn skillet. - It doesn't matter. Leave it.

You won't be saying that at breakfast.

- Water's rising too fast. - I know where it is.

- I'll be quick. - No!

Dad, the water.

- It's alright, darling. - (TREE CRACKS)

Your mother knows what she's doing. She won't be long.

Jarah, stay here. I'm going for your ma.

Jarah, do as I tell you. Stay here.

I won't be long, OK?

I love you.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

(BIRDS SING SWEETLY)

- Ah! - (LAUGHS)

Father Patrick says kissing is the devil's work.

- It is. - Until you're 21.

I'll never be that old.

- Not if you stay cheeky. - (BOTH LAUGH)

(SLOW CLAP STICKS)

(CLAP STICKS SPEED UP)

(ENGINE RUMBLES SOFTLY)

(SPARSE SOUNDSCAPE)

(WOMAN VOCALISES WORDLESSLY)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

- MAN: Let us begin. - (KNOCK AT DOOR)

Paddy.

We'd like to have a word with your, uh... flock.

We're about to begin our service, Mr Wilson.

Mayor. It's Mayor Wilson.

- Sister. - (WILSON CHUCKLES)

(THUNDER RUMBLES)

Government's decided you're to become wards of the state.

Means government decides what's best for you.

These are grown people. They can care for themselves.

WILSON: Powers that be disagree.

(DARK MUSICAL STAB)

(DARK MUSICAL STAB)

These mission lands are to be reclaimed.

- (DARK MUSICAL STAB) - You can't do that.

Already done.

(DARK MUSICAL STAB)

You and your children

will be reassigned to properties

where help is needed.

(DARK MUSICAL STAB)

WILSON: Postings are all nearby.

- My wife needs a seamstress. - (DARK MUSICAL STAB)

We just live around the corner.

PADDY: This is...

I'm gonna alert the church superiors about this.

I am your superior.

You will bend the knee, my son.

Sister, if you could assemble the children.

- Of course. - No!

They go soft or hard, either way.

You decide.

Good girl.

Now, don't worry, little chickens.

We're going to have a lovely picnic.

There'll be swimming and tea and cakes.

Alright. You go with them, alright?

And you do what they say. Your dad and I will come find you.

Alright? Now, listen to me.

You be good. No cheeky.

Be quiet, invisible.

Alright? You do what they say and they won't hurt you.

Your dad and I will come find you, I promise.

I promise. (SOBS)

I promise we'll come find you.

(WHISPERS) We'll come find you.

We'll come find you.

(WOMAN SINGS IN INDIGENOUS LANGUAGE)

(COMICAL PIANO MUSIC)

SONG: ♪ Give me land, give me land

♪ Give me love, give me something to own

♪ Show me love, show me heart, show me life

♪ Give me something to mould

♪ And in the quiet of an evening breeze

♪ Summer days will take you by the knees

♪ Give me life, give me life, take your life

♪ Give me anything at all

♪ Show me heart, show me stone, show me grit

♪ Show me nothing at all

♪ I've got the land, I've got the love, I've got the lass

♪ Give me something more to own

♪ And in the morning

♪ When the blackbird sings

♪ I take my tea before it begins

♪ Just give me my day

♪ Give me my way... ♪

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Good boy. Yeah, thanks, mate.

Shirt could use a wash.

Pile's over there.

You do it.

Well, come on. Not gonna bite.

(BARKS)

I'm only joking! (LAUGHS)

Well, keep going.

Haven't you got work to do?

KELLY: Go on.

Now take it off.

Hello, darlin'. Hey, you wanna see something?

Yeah, come on. Before the fox finds it.

- I need her. - Yeah, you'll manage.

Take me. I'd like to see.

Yeah, I know you would.

But this is just for my special girl.

Come on, you'll like it. Promise.

Paddy's coming home.

Go wash up and clean out the storeroom.

KELLY: Yes, Da.

Grumpy old Da!

(SIGHS)

WOMAN: Haven't you learnt your lesson?

You have to let her go.

Where is she?

That's no longer your concern.

Where is my daughter?

I'd hate to see you being punished by Jackson again.

(WHIPPING)

She's with people who love her, being properly cared for.

KELLY: What's that?

Where'd it come from?

It's mine.

Sure is pretty. Just like you.

Real pretty.

Think I might get a bit more dirty before I clean up.

Go see if Pam needs help with dinner.

- Said she needs yours. - Binda...

You tell the boys I'll be there in 10.

Tell Pam she'll be a while after.

Go on.

And Binda...

..I love you.

Uh! And?

(MUTTERS) I love you too.

Good girl.

Oh!

Getting a bit big for her britches, that one.

Oh, little church mouse.

Hey, mousie mousie?

Good thing I don't come here for conversation.

You wanna me, Wanna?

Hmm?

You want me?

Tell me you want me.

Tell me.

I want you.

Lie down, sweetheart.

(GASPS)

(PANTS)

Look at me.

Tell me you want me.

Tell me you love me.

I love you.

(BREATHES RAGGEDLY)

(GUNSHOT BOOMS)

(AUTOMATIC GUNFIRE)

(CLICKS TONGUE SOFTLY)

- (BULLET ZINGS) - Contact!

Take cover!

(SCATTERED GUNFIRE CONTINUES)

(CLICK!)

(BREATHES RAGGEDLY)

(DRAWS KNIFE)

(MINTO BREATHES RAGGEDLY)

(MINTO BREATHES DEEPLY)

(GENTLE PIANO MUSIC)

(BOTH LAUGH)

(EXPLOSION)

(LEAVES RUSTLE)

(DISTANT GUNFIRE)

(GUNFIRE NEARBY)

(PULLS PIN)

(GRENADE BLASTS)

(GUNSHOT)

(TWO GUNSHOTS)

(GENTLE PIANO MUSIC CONTINUES)

(MAN SINGS IN INDIGENOUS LANGUAGE)

Hey, Waru.

What time is it?

Ah. Beer o'clock, brother.

She's right. It's the RSL.

I owe you a beer.

Our country owes us a bloody beer.

Come on, mate. You're with me.

(WOMAN SINGS ACCOMPANIED BY PIANO) ♪ In the finery

♪ Of a morning tea

♪ We must sing hurrah

♪ With our boys all gone but we're still fighting on

♪ We must sing hurrah

♪ Glory to the king. ♪

(DOOR OPENS)

MAN: Hey, look what the cat dragged in! (LAUGHS)

(PIANO STOPS)

- Welcome home. - It's good to be home, Mrs B.

- Jim. - Minto!

Very proud of what you've done, son.

MINTO: Thank you, sir.

How about a pint for a couple of returning warriors?

MAN: Members only.

MINTO: Well, sign us up.

You're alright.

Taught you better than this, Waru.

Can't teach 'em, Da.

Monkey brains.

I fought for you mob.

GERALD: This is not your place.

I reckon I've lost my thirst.

You stay, brother.

They're your people.

(PIANO MUSIC)

(BIRD SHRIEKS)

WARU: Where's Jarah and Binda?

(MAN SINGS IN INDIGENOUS LANGUAGE)

MAN: They took 'em.

Government took everyone.

WARU: All these bloody lies!

I'm taking back what's mine, brother.

(HEAVY POUNDING MUSIC)

(SCRAPING)

(SCRAPING CONTINUES)

(SCRAPING STOPS)

- Morning, ladies. - Paddy.

It's a beautiful day, isn't it?

(MAN WHISTLES)

(WHISTLES)

Knorre...

Knorre!

Quick! Go, go!

- Binda! - Dad!

(LAUGHS)

- We gotta go, bub. - PAM: Kelly!

- Kelly! - WARU: Come on!

KELLY: Step away from my girl.

- He's my dad. - KELLY: I'm your dad now!

She loves me.

Doesn't even know who you are.

Binda, go see Pam.

Binda, I said go see Pam.

Lights out, goggles.

(CLICK!)

- (SQUELCH!) - Ahh!

Come on!

Kelly!

Help me.

Come on, help me!

(PADDY GRUNTS)

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow...

Ahh!

Call the constable.

And send for your brother.

(DOG BARKS IN THE DISTANCE)

(METAL CLANKS)

GERALD: Where is he?

He killed my son.

PAM: Let the woman alone to eat.

No more sacrament for you.

Neale!

(SIGHS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

PAM: He's no hero. Killed those men. I saw it.

If your child was stolen...

..and sent to hell...

..what would you do?

Sometimes,

life is the hell.

Eat.

Bad things are coming.

(MAN SINGS IN INDIGENOUS LANGUAGE)

- (SINGING ECHOES) - (BIRDS CAW)

(WIND RUSTLES LEAVES)

(SINISTER MUSIC)

Da.

Come on, boys. Let's get a drink, eh?

(LIGHTER FLICKS)

Where do you reckon they're headed?

JIM: Do I look like a jungle bunny to you, do I, eh?

You see me going walkabout, eh?

That's why you're here. (LAUGHS)

Bushy.

It's not going to be a problem, mate.

Those blacks are predictable like your morning shit.

Make him suffer, son.

I will, Da. I will.

Waru.

WARU: Uncle Jack.

This is your Uncle Jack.

He used to look after you when your mum was out collecting.

You sat quiet and happy on his lap.

You didn't do that for anyone else.

Binda.

(BLOWS SOFTLY)

WARU: Need your help, Jack.

JACK: Tell me.

(NIGHT ANIMALS CALL)

(WHISTLES JAUNTY TUNE)

(MAN SINGS) ♪ As we roll out in the morning... ♪

SHAMUS: Where'd they go?

♪ Sun up bright and early... ♪

I will have it out of you.

♪ We came across our old shindigs... ♪

No?

♪ Drunk and rowdy... ♪

Good.

♪ The old country

♪ The old country

♪ With the dust and the dirt and the dirt and the dust

♪ We rolled out further roaming

♪ Together without a care

♪ The old country goes roaming... ♪

- (SHAMUS GRUNTS) - ♪ The old country... ♪

Anything?

- ♪ The old country... ♪ - No?

The boys'll have it out of you.

They love loosening the lips.

♪ Her hair was soft and silky... ♪

You're a good ride, girl.

You up?

♪ Her hair was soft and milky... ♪

- MILLER: I'm up. - SHAMUS: Enjoy.

♪ The old country... ♪

SHAMUS: Whew!

♪ The old country... ♪

(TICK MAKES NOISES)

I don't think she knows, Mr Mackay.

SHAMUS: It's not really the point, mate.

Bushy here's a black tracker.

He'll find him within a month.

- (MILLER GRUNTS) - She'll draw him in alright.

We're just poisoning the well.

- MILLER: Ohh! - Man's gonna die of thirst.

- Fuckin' sweet as. - Isn't she?

- Shamus, I'm up. - Uh, Bushy.

- You want a go? - Yeah, why not?

SHAMUS: What about the other boongs?

(BUSHY WHISPERS) Hold that for me, sweetheart.

I trust your judgement, Mr Mackay.

- (BUSHY GRUNTS) - SHAMUS: Good answer, boy.

PAM: Oh!

Constable!

Constable Neale!

(BUSHY CONTINUES GRUNTING)

Your brother, wasn't it?

SHAMUS: We weren't close.

(BUSHY SIGHS)

SHAMUS: Righto, Tick. Your go, mate.

(TICK LAUGHS SHRILLY)

Go on.

Fuckin' messy pricks!

Just do her up the back, mate.

(LAUGHS)

Why do I always have to do 'em up the back?

(JARAH WHIMPERS)

(GRUNTS)

(JARAH WHIMPERS)

(SPARSE MUSIC)

(STEADY CLAP STICKS RHYTHM)

(PEOPLE SING IN INDIGENOUS LANGUAGE)

(WHISTLES)

Ah! Ah! Ah! (TRILLS)

(SINGING RESUMES)

(TENDER MUSIC)

(INSECTS CHIRP)

(HORSE HOOVES CLOP)

(SOLEMN MUSIC)

JIM: It's a police matter.

PAM: He's about as useful as a fart in a pantry.

JIM: That Abo killed three people.

PAM: She didn't kill anyone!

Get her out of there before they come back.

Pam, I'm doing the accounts!

- She's innocent! - (JIM SLAMS HAND ON TABLE)

I've got no time for women

who go stupidly hitching themselves to bad men.

(JIM SLAMS HAND ON TABLE)

We promised them. Treated and entitled like everyone else.

- What? - If they fought.

Promised 'em both times.

They'll get treated like animals

until they learn to behave.

All of 'em.

That's just the way it is.

Hey!

(PEOPLE SING INDISTINCTLY)

- You right, Mrs B? - No, I'm not right!

Here for your pound of flesh too?

Pound of... beer.

You know, land, hopefully.

They wonder why people get shot.

What's going on, Mrs B?

It's a godless, friendless land.

You'll choke on it.

Come here, come here.

Will you help me?

Yeah, I'll help you.

♪ Oh, hear us when we cry to Thee

♪ For those in peril on the sea. ♪

(GIRLS' LAUGHTER ECHOES)

WARU: Binda.

(SINGING CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY)

Binda.

(SPEAKS INAUDIBLY)

(LAUGHTER ECHOES)

(SCREAMS INAUDIBLY)

Binda!

(HORSE WHINNIES)

She's good.

Strong.

Inner strength.

You alright, blackfella?

(UNCLE JACK CHANTS SOFTLY)

(GUNSHOT)

(GUNSHOT)

(WHISPERS IN INDIGENOUS LANGUAGE)

Whoa.

(HORSE SNICKERS)

(GENTLE MUSIC)

You like cooking, Wanna?

'Cause I like eating. (CHUCKLES)

I like it, when I can make what I want.

Make me whatever you want.

Look, what they did to you...

I'd never do anything like that.

Shh.

(GUNSHOT)

(GULPS)

(THUD!)

Gin-ginny-gin-gin!

(FEMALE GHOSTLY WHISPERING)

(RIFLE CLICKS)

(GHOSTLY WHISPERING CONTINUES)

(MAN SINGS IN INDIGENOUS LANGUAGE)

(SINGING CONTINUES)

Djarumbu.

(GHOSTLY WHISPERING CONTINUES)

Djarumbu.

Biraga.

Muryan.

(GUNSHOT BOOMS)

(RIFLE COCKS) Back up. Back up.

(BUSHY HISSES)

- SHAMUS: Miller? - MILLER: Yeah, boss.

- How'd you do? - Two dead niggers.

SHAMUS: You hear that, Banganha?

Two of yours already dead.

That does even things up.

Now, I've got a mind to let the rest of your people go

if you surrender.

Banganha? You gonna play nice boy?

Or are we gonna have to kill every last one

of these shitheels?

No offence, ladies.

(RIFLE COCKS)

Now, you've been a very bad boong.

You killed my baby brother.

Has the cat got your tongue?

Remember what I said before,

that we've evened up the score?

I lied.

You're my brother.

Do I look like a black bastard to you?

I see it in your eyes.

- (GUNSHOT) - (MEG SCREAMS)

- No! - (WOMEN WAIL)

Tick...

..take the kids.

(WOMEN CRY)

- No! - No!

- No! - MEG: Please, please, please.

- TICK: Shhh! - No, no!

No, no! Please!

SHAMUS: Bushy, Bushy. Not that one.

- MEG: No! - (GUN BOOMS)

BUSHY: Get on your knees.

- Do as I say. - (RIFLE COCKS)

Eeny, meeny,

miny, moe...

Catch a Binda...

Just take me. Let them go.

We'll be taking you.

Hey, Bushy, you fancy a bit of him?

Yeah, well, he's pretty sweet, mate.

Better ask Tick. He likes it up the back.

(CHUCKLES)

(WHIMPERS)

(WOMEN SOB)

Stop!

Let me have a go of this one, mate.

Please, mate.

I wanna go first on her.

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

SHAMUS: Hey.

She your daughter?

You mind if we fuck her?

What's that? You don't mind?

"Yes, boss, you can fuck her all you like.

Thanks, boss. Don't mind if we do.

Hey, Tick, he says it's alright.

(TICK SIGHS HAPPILY)

- She smells so sweet, mate. - Mmm.

I gotta have her... now, mate.

- Go on. - Now!

(FIRES RIFLE)

MEG: Oh, God! No! Oh, God!

No, no, no!

No!

MEG: Oh, God.

- (COCKS RIFLE) - MEG: No!

TICK: What did you do that for?

SHAMUS: So who we got left?

Get up, Tick. Bugger off.

BUSHY: Dry your eyes.

Too fat. (FIRES RIFLE)

Too old. (FIRES RIFLE)

What do you reckon?

Hey?

Yeah, you're right. Too fucking useless.

(FIRES RIFLE)

(SHAMUS COCKS RIFLE)

Get up.

BINDA: Dad.

Please.

Bushy, rope.

Move. Move!

Move!

Please don't hurt my dad.

Your daddy had it coming. That's just the way it is.

Kelly said you loved me.

No time for nice stories, kid.

Kelly wouldn't want this,

wouldn't want you to hurt me like this.

This is exactly what Kelly would want.

(GASPS AND GRUNTS)

(WARU GASPS)

(LOW, GRIM MUSIC)

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

Why did you call me Jarah?

- You know why. - Tell me again, Da.

Alright.

A very, very long time ago...

..someone planted a tiny jarrah seed at the beach,

right at the very tip of the country.

And that jarrah seed grew tall and strong.

And you were born under that tree.

That morning, as the sun came up,

it was as if though that tree had caught fire,

and as you took your first breaths,

that golden light shone in your face

and you were the most beautifullest,

powerfullest thing we'd ever seen.

And we knew right there and then

that you too would grow tall and strong

just like that jarrah.

Are you ready for this?

Show me.

You remember everything I've taught ya?

- Of course I have. - Right.

Here we go.

Yes, that's one.

Yes, good shootin'.

Yes, beauty. Now the one at the back.

Whoo-hoo! That's my beautiful girl!

(DOOR OPENS)

(PAM GASPS) What's wrong with you?

Get her down!

Get out, you fool.

You eat this when he goes, you hear me?

PAM: The Crossing. You remember the Crossing.

- JARAH: Fever. - Good.

What do you do with them?

You boil them and drink the water.

- When? - When the water's cool.

(CHUCKLES)

Oh, no.

This no good.

See the lines on the side? Look.

This one... this one's OK.

This one's OK to eat.

But this one... this one paralyse.

'Para-lyse'...

What's 'paralyse'?

Hmm.

You know sometimes

when you get so scared you can't move?

That's 'paralyse'.

No matter how much you want to, you just can't move.

It's silly they grow together.

It's for those who are meant to know.

- (THUNDER RUMBLES) - Come on.

Get some Budhaay.

(SHUFFLING FOOTSTEPS)

(EXHALES)

(GUN THUDS ON FLOOR)

(LOW, GRIM MUSIC)

(GRIM MUSIC CONTINUES)

(JARAH WHIMPERS)

(WIND WHOOSHES DISTANTLY)

- (DOOR CREAKS) - (GASPS)

(WIND WHISTLES)

WOMAN: Jim!

Jim Owen Francis Wilson, you get out here right now!

You've got three heifers calving

and you have to check the till.

(JIM SLURS) Shut up, woman.

Give me the keys!

- You are not driving. - Oh, bloody well am.

No wife of mine is gonna be bloody driving me around.

(KEYS CLINK)

(JIM SCOFFS)

(ENGINE STARTS)

JARAH: Who are you?

A friend.

Not my friend.

Waru's.

Won't get far with that, Mrs B.

I'm not going. They'll be on us like sauce on a pie.

Bloody hell.

Take her down south. I'll tell them you're looking for work.

As if.

- Then visiting relatives. - Yeah, right.

Chasing a skirt, then.

Turn it up, Mrs B. Turn it up. (CHUCKLES)

JARAH: I'm not going south.

You will if you want to live.

(LOW, HAUNTING MUSIC)

(MINTO CLICKS TONGUE)

(MAN GASPS LUSTFULLY)

(GASPING CONTINUES)

(GASPS)

(GRUNTS)

(GASPING CONTINUES)

(GASPS)

(GASPING CONTINUES)

(WIND BLOWS SOFTLY)

(BIRDS SING)

Here. It's tea.

Drink it.

(SIGHS)

Waru's smart. He'll be far away.

And we got Buckley's of finding him.

You don't know what I'm looking for.

You're her mother, Jarah.

Am I?

Don't let what they did to you destroy you.

Destroy me?

(GRUNTS)

JARAH: They made me.

Saddle up. It's gonna be a bumpy ride.

Too fat. (FIRES RIFLE)

Too old. (FIRES RIFLE)

(GUNSHOT ECHOES)

MINTO: Jarah, wait up.

(GUNSHOT ECHOES)

(BRISTLING, TENSE MUSIC)

(GASPS)

(GRIM MUSIC)

(BRISTLING, TENSE MUSIC)

(ROPE CREAKS)

(HORSE HOOVES CLOP)

(ROPE SNAPS)

(HORSE WHINNIES)

- (WARU COUGHS AND SPLUTTERS) - (GUNFIRE CONTINUES)

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

SHAMUS: I've got your daughter.

JARAH: I can kill you right now.

You are a good ride, girl.

(COCKS GUN) Drop your weapon.

(DROPS RIFLE)

Move, move!

We'll be alright.

Yeah, everything's gonna be fine.

(WARU GASPS)

- (WARU COUGHS AND SPLUTTERS) - It's OK.

It's OK.

It's gonna be OK.

I've got you now. I've got you now.

You want to go to them?

Yes.

Go on.

It's alright. Go on.

It's OK.

Go on.

(SHRIEKS) Nooooo!

(SCREAMS)

- No! - (HEAVY THUD)

(WATER LAPS)

(SPARSE, FORLORN MUSIC)

(FORLORN MUSIC CONTINUES)

(WARU PANTS)

(WATER LAPS)

(MAN SINGS SOFTLY) ♪ The dust and the dirt

♪ And the dirt and the dust

♪ We went out further roaming

♪ We held on together without a care out there

♪ The old up-country roaming

♪ The old country, the old country

♪ The old country, the old country

♪ We rolled across a fine young lass

♪ Her hair was fine and dandy

♪ Her boots were brown

♪ Her stockings were white

♪ Her hand was fine and milky

♪ The old country, the old country

♪ The old country, the old country

♪ Through the country, the old country

♪ The old country, the old country... ♪

(SINGS IN INDIGENOUS LANGUAGE)

(BIRDS SCREECH AND WAIL)

MINTO: I won't hurt you.

I'm not with them.

I'm friends with Waru and Jarah.

- What's your name? - Wanna.

What do we need to do here for your people, Wanna?

Fire. We need fire.

(DARK MUSIC)

Boss around?

At the pub.

Who are you?

Maggie.

You ever go to town, Maggie?

What you do here? You house girl?

Mrs Wilson took me when they moved the mission.

She needs a lot of sewing.

So you know Banganha then?

- He's my brother. - (SCOFFS)

We were getting on so well.

CONSTABLE NEALE: Who helped you?

- Tell me! - You didn't lock it.

You're not a very good policeman.

- Whoo! (CHUCKLES) - (SHOUTS ANGRILY)

Hey, hey, bring 'em in!

(GASPS)

(PANTS)

So many memories.

(WHISPERS) Makes me thirsty just thinking about it.

(GRUNTS)

(WARU PANTS)

I'll be back.

(CHUCKLES)

What did they do?

(DOOR SHUTS)

- Show me. - Stop.

- I need to see. - I'm something different now.

(SCREAMS)

(SCREAM ECHOES)

(BROODING PIANO MUSIC)

(MEN SING) ♪ The dust and the dirt

♪ And the dirt and the dust

♪ We rolled out further roamin'

♪ We held on together without a care or a prayer

♪ The old country a roaming

♪ The old country, the old country

♪ The old country, the old count... ♪

Where you goin'? Where you goin'?

- I've had enough. - No!

No, man, let's have another one for... for Bushy.

- Shamus? - Ticky.

Shamus?

Shamus!

(GRUNTS) OK, OK.

(SINGS) ♪ The old Bushy

BOTH: ♪ The old Bushy... ♪

(MAN GASPS LUSTFULLY)

(JARAH WHIMPERS SOFTLY)

(JARAH SHRIEKS) Nooooooo!

- Noooooooo! - (GUNSHOTS)

(GUNSHOT ECHOES)

(JARAH SCREAMS)

(LOW, EERIE MUSIC)

(UNSETTLING MUSIC)

JARAH: Anything you ever eat.

Anything you ever drink.

Next time I won't paralyse you.

Shhhh.

We're gonna take a long, long time.

(MILLER SINGS INDISTINCTLY)

You make a sound and it'll be much worse.

♪ Left her there without a care... ♪

(DARK, SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

(SHAMUS GURGLES SOFTLY)

(DOOR CREAKS)

Ugh!

Arggh!

(GASPS)

(CHOKES)

(MILLER WHIMPERS)

(MILLER GRUNTS)

Waru.

Waru!

- (DISTANT, DISTORTED GUNFIRE) - Wake up.

- Wake up. - WARU: Nooooo!

I'll come back.

- Binda! - Dad!

(PENSIVE PIANO MUSIC)

(GASPS SOFTLY)

(DISTANT EXPLOSION)

(FIRES RIFLE)

(PENSIVE PIANO MUSIC CONTINUES)

(WOMAN SPEAKS CALMLY IN PAPUA NEW GUINEAN LANGUAGE)

(WOMAN CONTINUES SPEAKING CALMLY)

(GENTLE, POIGNANT MUSIC)

Binda.

- Waru, I need your help. - She isn't there.

Listen to me.

They murdered our girl.

- You won't feel any better. - You don't know.

Look at what I've done, where it's got us.

JARAH: They let bad things happen,

and I am gonna kill every single one of them.

(DRAMATIC, DISCORDANT MUSIC)

Are you gonna help me or not?

We want a drink.

MAN: Ladies lounge is next door, love.

(DISCORDANT MUSIC CONTINUES)

(BODY DROPS TO FLOOR)

- What'll it be? - Beer, two.

Pam.

(GRITTY, DETERMINED MUSIC)

(SLAMS GLASS)

What do you want?

JARAH: Him.

(MUSIC INTENSIFIES)

(GRITTY, DETERMINED MUSIC)

(GULPS)

To the bar.

Hands on the bar!

Spread 'em.

Bend over.

Nice and easy.

(GASPS SOFTLY)

Looks like we're gonna have to do it up the back.

(GUNSHOT)

(JARAH SIGHS)

(SIGHS)

(SIGHS)

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

(SOBS)

(GRUNTS IN FRUSTRATION)

(HISSES)

(SHRIEKS)

(WAILS) Waru!

- I can't take it! - No, no, no! Don't!

I can't take it anymore!

(WEEPS) Why? Why?

No!

She's gone, Waru.

(WEEPS)

Why?

(WEEPS)

PAM: Wanna?

Your men killed them.

PAM: They're not my men!

Killed families. All our families.

PAM: I loved those girls.

Protected them best I could.

(SOBS)

WARU: We are not slaves. We'll live free.

PAM: You have to go.

(LOW, WISTFUL MUSIC)

(WISTFUL MUSIC CONTINUES)

(WISTFUL MUSIC CONTINUES OVER DIALOGUE)

(WISTFUL MUSIC CONTINUES)

WOMAN: Mr Wilson wants to go to Bennet's tomorrow morning,

see some cow he's taken a fancy to.

Yes, Mrs Wilson.

I can't believe Mrs Bennet

still hasn't birthed that baby.

(CHUCKLES) Surprise package, alright.

How's it going?

Hmm.

I'd like to take it with me in the morning.

Can you finish it tonight?

(BIRD-CALL RINGS OUTSIDE)

- There's a lot to do. - Mm-hm.

I'm sure you can manage.

I can do breakfast in the morning.

Well, I'll work from my room, so I won't disturb you.

- Well, see you get it done. - Yes, Mrs Wilson.

- Goodnight. - Goodnight, Maggie.

Maggie...

(HIGH-PITCHED BIRD-CALL RINGS)

(INSECTS CHIRRUP)

Waru!

They'll come for you, Maggie. We've got to go.

I've got to finish some sewing, eh?

(LAUGHS)

Come on, Mags.

(SIGHS)

(CLUNK!)

(GRITTY, DISCORDANT MUSIC)

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

Pam!

(KOOKABURRAS CALL)

SHAMUS: Killing me won't change what you got coming.

WARU: No more killing,

but you've gotta pay for your crimes.

SHAMUS: What? You going to torture me, are you, boy?

WARU: Nah.

I am.

You fucking boong bitch.

You can do better than that.

(BIRDS TWITTER)

(SIGHS)

Oi! Hungry?

- Yeah, Mags. (CHUCKLES) - (GIGGLES)

(GUNSHOT ECHOES)

SHAMUS: We've both had our snouts in that sweet trough.

You're gonna taste me on her.

You've fucked her...

..I've fucked her,

we all fucked her.

(WARU PANTS)

(CHUCKLES)

I've never fucked my wife.

Probably that's why she's coming to me,

to get a real man.

Want to beat him, Waru? I can share.

(SHAMUS GRUNTS)

Sing.

(SCOFFS) Fuck you.

- (HEAVY THUD) - (CRIES OUT)

(GASPS) You bitch!

(SHAMUS PANTS)

- Sing. - Fuck you, whore!

- (HEAVY THUD) - (CRIES OUT)

(SHAMUS GRUNTS)

Sing.

Nothing you do is gonna bring her back.

- (LOUD CRUNCH) - (CRIES OUT)

(WHIMPERS)

I said sing.

Alright!

Sing what?

You know what.

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

(SINGS) ♪ The dirt and the dust

♪ And the dust and the dirt

♪ We went out further roaming

♪ We went together with a care and a stare

♪ On the road to old Gungabbie... ♪

(SHAMUS PANTS)

♪ The old country, the old count... ♪

I gave it to your boys real good.

I'd keep singing if I were you.

♪ The old country, the old country

♪ The white country, the white country

♪ The old country... ♪

(JARAH COCKS RIFLE, THEN SHOOTS)

(CRIES OUT)

(CRIES OUT) You bitch!

SHAMUS: Agh!

Agh! Ohhh!

Argh! Ohhhhh!

(GRUNTS)

(SCREAMS REPEATEDLY)

PADDY AND KELLY: And they went down into the grave

With everything they owned

And the Earth closed over them.

(SCREAMS)

(MYSTERIOUS, FLURRYING MUSIC)

(GENTLE, REFLECTIVE PIANO MUSIC)

(GERALD GRUNTS ANGRILY)

Taking food from the mouths of animals!

Have to be cleansed!

(SHAMUS GROANS)

(SHAMUS CONTINUES GROANING)

(SHAMUS SHOUTS)

- (SHAMUS GROANS) - (WARU SIGHS)

(SHAMUS GROANS)

(SPARSE PIANO MUSIC)

It's OK. Shh.

Let me go.

He killed her.

Jarah, let go.

WARU: Jarah.

You do what you gotta do. Maggie does what she has to.

(GENTLE BIRDSONG)

(FAINT RUSTLING AND FOOTSTEPS)

(SIGHS)

(CHUCKLES QUIETLY)

(BIRDSONG CONTINUES)

(AIRY, HEARTFELT PIANO MUSIC)

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

(MUSIC FADES)

SHAMUS: Why?

MAGGIE: We all deserve a second chance.

Don't you think?

I would've killed me.

Then you're lucky we're not you.

Knew how to love once.

I can see it in you.

(HORSE NICKERS)

Eat and you may die.

Don't and you will.

(GENTLE BIRDSONG)

(PEACEFUL MUSIC)

(CROW CAWS)

(GASPS) She's alive.

- (THUNDER RUMBLES IN DISTANCE) - (BIRDS SCREECH)

(LOUD THUD, OBJECTS FALL, GLASS SHATTERS)

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

(GLASS SHATTERS)

(SIGHS)

- (KNOCKING) - Jeez.

Jesus, Mary and Joseph. Binda!

She needs a transfusion.

My army doc said my blood's good for anyone, Mrs B.

(LOW RUMBLING)

(SPARSE ELECTRONIC MUSIC)

- (MUSIC BUILDS) - (ENGINE RUMBLES LOUDLY)

(INSECT BUZZES)

(MUSIC CRESCENDOES AND FALLS)

(MUSIC BUILDS)

(BREATHES SHAKILY)

(ENGINE RUMBLES)

(MUSIC STOPS)

(HORSE SNORTS)

GERALD: Paddy!

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)

Where's my boy?

Oh, Paddy. My cross to bear.

Any idea what you're doing here, son?

Men from Sydney will be here tomorrow.

(SCOFFS) What good are they?

No, son, rain's coming.

We leave today or we lose 'em.

Witnesses?

Just one.

(POUNDING ON DOOR)

(POUNDING CONTINUES)

- (DOOR CLOSES) - (THUNDER RUMBLES)

(SIGHS) Pamela Bradfield.

PAM: Mr Mackay.

Something not quite right about you, Mrs Bradfield.

Oh, you make a mean stew but...

..never did see you in my church.

Doing devil's work, 'twas oft said.

(CHUCKLES) By those who ought to know.

I've no wish to engage in falsehoods.

And you know I cut my bread straight.

(FAINT COUGHING)

(SIGHS)

Oh, I do miss the theatricality of the pulpit.

(UPBEAT MUSIC)

SONG: ♪ Come ride with me

♪ Let your troubles wash away

♪ Dreams of another day

♪ Just believe it's true

♪ Hold back the tide

♪ Take a ride with me

♪ A destination's not too far away

♪ Believe in each other

♪ It's in our hands, me and you... ♪

- Stop! - PADDY: Stop!

Stop. She's bleeding.

- ♪ Come ride with me... ♪ - Stop!

♪ All your dreams will come true

♪ In time... ♪

- PAM AND PADDY: Stop! - ♪ Believe in each other... ♪

My life's been at their mercy.

Mr Mackay, this way.

Not anymore.

Give me the gun.

(BIRDS SQUAWK)

MAN: Surry Hills, 597.

Detective Sergeant MacGregor for the Superintendent.

There's no-one here, sir.

No. No, the place is deserted.

Waiting on the tracker now, sir.

(SPLUTTERS)

(GROANS)

- (DARK MUSIC) - (GROANS)

Go get the girl.

(RETCHES AND GROANS)

(RETCHING CONTINUES)

(COUGHS)

(SHAMUS SPLUTTERS)

(SHAMUS COUGHS AND RETCHES)

- He's slowing us down. - I don't care.

Please stop.

- Until we're far enough away. - He has to pay.

He will pay.

But when it's safe.

(BIRDS SQUAWK)

It's OK.

(GENTLE FLUTE MUSIC)

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

Ahhh!

(MUSIC BUILDS)

(MUSIC FALLS)

(SHAMUS COUGHS)

(QUIET, UNEASY MUSIC)

(GERALD GRUNTS AND THUMPS)

(GERALD GRUNTS AND THUMPS)

(GERALD GRUNTS AND THUMPS)

(GERALD GRUNTS AND THUMPS)

(GRUNTS AND THUMPS)

(REPEATEDLY GRUNTS AND THUMPS)

It'll help.

I don't understand.

MAGGIE: You will.

Drink.

You should kill me.

You'll go faster.

Be safer for the women.

Wanted nothing more than to kill ya.

But I'm not that man anymore.

So you'll learn and change and when you prove yourself,

you'll be forgiven.

(EXHALES AND GASPS)

Hey.

It's OK.

(SINGS GENTLE TUNE IN INDIGENOUS LANGUAGE)

(CONTINUES TUNE)

(RESUMES SINGING)

(RESUMES SINGING)

(BOTH SING)

(BOTH CONTINUE SINGING)

(TUNE CONTINUES)

(THUNDER RUMBLES IN DISTANCE)

(HORSE SNORTS)

(HORSE NICKERS)

(CHUCKLES) Beans!

JARAH: How are you so happy?

I don't know.

I'm free.

- We'll go get some water. - I'll come too.

Jarah, it's OK.

Let 'em go.

Take this.

- I won't be needing it. - Take it.

And use it.

(STOMACH RUMBLES)

(STOMACH RUMBLES)

(WATER SPLASHES)

- Here. - Thanks.

- You're right. - Yeah.

Sometimes I forget how bad you've been.

I'm a dangerous man, Maggie,

I've done things you wouldn't speak of.

Do you regret it? Doing all those things?

You have to live with it.

Can you live with it?

We have to.

Do you remember?

Remember what?

How it felt to love?

- (STOMACH RUMBLES) - Oh, shit. Oh, God. Oh.

- (SHAMUS PASSES GAS) - (WATER SPLASHES)

No. Go further down.

- (SHAMUS GROANS) - (LAUGHS)

(STOMACH GRUMBLES)

Oh, shit.

(STOMACH GRUMBLES, FOLLOWED BY A SPLAT)

(SHAMUS SIGHS)

(GROANS) Oh, shi... (PASSES GAS)

- Jarah! - I didn't.

The idiot ate crabapples.

(WARU LAUGHS)

(CACKLES)

(SIGHS CONTENTEDLY)

Gun.

Sorry. I'll go get it.

Oh, shit.

(SIGHS)

- (GUNFIRE) - (SHOTS ECHO)

(GUNFIRE CONTINUES)

Oh, shit.

Oh...

(HORSE WHINNIES)

(GRUNTS)

(DARK, STIRRING MUSIC)

(GUNFIRE CONTINUES)

GERALD: "For God so loved the world..."

Fuck.

"That He gave His only begotten Son

"That whosoever believeth in him

"shall not perish but have everlasting life."

(GUNFIRE)

(SHOOTS GUN)

Maggie.

Wanna.

He's with me.

When he reloads.

We'll be with her.

She wasn't there.

What do you mean?

Stay alive.

I love you.

I love you.

(AIRY PIANO MUSIC)

WARU: Koorie bulang...

..ngudjung ngulla ngutti kurubmung

Dumuradje ma murrin

Yungunyilla yindidje ngutti kurubmung

dumuradje ma murin.

(AIRY PIANO MUSIC LIFTS)

(GUNSHOT ECHOES)

(GUNFIRE CONTINUES)

(GUNFIRE CONTINUES)

(GUNFIRE CONTINUES)

- Pam! - No!

- (MAGGIE GRUNTS) - (NEALE GROANS)

(GUNSHOT ECHOES)

(SHOOTS THREE TIMES)

Binda.

(THUNDER CRASHES)

Hands in the air.

Oh, not you, Paddy.

Throw your guns down or I'll blow her brains out.

Come on, now!

Don't worry, my baby. Dinosaurs become extinct.

Oh, yes, and the path of the righteous is awash with blood,

none of it mine.

- (THUNDER CRASHES) - Holy shit, son.

Let 'em go, Da.

GERALD: You got brain fever, boy.

Let 'em go.

It's the right thing to do.

(THUNDER CRACKS LOUDLY)

GERALD: Witchery.

- (SHAMUS GROANS) - No, Da!

PADDY: I'll do it.

Don't think I won't.

We all know what you're made of, Patrick.

(GUNSHOT)

MAGGIE: You die good, Shamus Mackay.

I'm gonna miss you.

(ALL SIGH)

(SOFTLY) I release you.

(RAIN PATTERS GENTLY)

No, sir. No, we've...

No. Sir.

It's the worst flood since '28.

There's a lot of people and property washed away.

Well, they're vanished.

Most likely dead, sir.

(BELLS CHIME GENTLY)

(ETHEREAL MUSIC)

BINDA: How far is my grandmother's country?

Too far to swim.

I can swim that far.

- (PARENTS LAUGH) - We'll miss you, kid.

Well, you better tell Maggie

that you're not coming for dinner.

- (JARAH LAUGHS) - I'll show you.

(CHUCKLES) OK.

(AIRY FLUTE MUSIC)

(MUSIC INTENSIFIES)

SONG: ♪ Come ride with me

♪ Let your troubles wash away

♪ Dreams of another day

♪ Just believe it's true

♪ Come ride with me

♪ All your dreams will come true

♪ In time

♪ Believe in each other

♪ Hold back the tide

♪ Take a ride with me

♪ A destination's not too far away

♪ Believe in each other

♪ It's in our hands, me and you

♪ The sun, the sea

♪ Sounding like a polka

♪ Remembering the early days

♪ And loving you

♪ Now endlessly

♪ We dance a messy tango in the night

♪ Entwined in each other

♪ Holding back time

♪ Take a ride with me

♪ A destination's not too far away

♪ Believe in each other

♪ It's in our hands, me and you

♪ Come ride with me

♪ All your dreams will come true

♪ In time

♪ Believe in each other. ♪

(AIRY, HEARTFELT PIANO MUSIC)

WARU: You can kill me, brother

You cannot hurt me

I am the apple of the eye of my mother.

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