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(bull bellows)

- Oh, Nell.

He is quite, quite magnificent.

- Got the crown of greatness on him.

You won't find a better stud south of the border.

What do you say, McGregor?

(bull bellows)

400 guineas, and you got yourself a deal.

- I'm not made of money, Nell.

- It's what you get for your money that counts.

Look, the jerk'll return that easily in two breedings.

- 300, I'll be lucky to squeeze that out of the bank.

- You're lookin' at your future, McGregor!

I thought you were a man of vision.

375.

- 325, that's as far as I can go

without living off the smell of a greasy rag.

- If I wasn't so desperate.

It'd be a sacrifice at 350.

- 350.

- Righty-o, done.

(Nell laughs)

(midtempo orchestral music)

(midtempo instrumental music)

- Well, I'm sorry it has to be

under these circumstances, Nell.

- Can't complain.

I've had a pretty good run,

and when you make some wrong investments,

well, you gotta take the good with the bad.

Might take me a while, but I'll get back on me feet.

- Oh, sure you will.

- Yeah, I'll take him over to Langara myself.

- [Matt] Oh, I don't wanna put you out.

- Oh, no, no, no.

I wanna make sure he gets to his new home safe and sound.

- He couldn't be in safer hands.

- Well, if you say so, McGregor.

Now, he's not a range beast.

He needs proper housing.

- I'd keep him in my living room,

it's just my daughter would hit the roof.

- That's where I kept him.

(Nell laughs)

He's used to being treated like royalty, though.

- I've got a place for him in the barn.

Only release him amongst the cows when the time's right.

- You're now the proud owner

of The Grand Duke of Rutherglen.

- Thanks, Nell.

(bull bellows)

- Any chance you'd lease him out to us, Matt?

- Oh, I think you'll be kept pretty busy at Langara, Russ.

- Looks a bit soft to sire a hearty high country cattle.

- Don't you believe it.

Next spring, I'll have the best herd in Victoria.

Maybe even Australia.

- Big words, Matt old son, there's only one of him,

you got a lot of cows out there.

- Ah, well, they don't call him The Grand Duke

for nothing, do they?

- (laughs) With an undercarriage like that,

he'll probably do himself damage just grazin'.

He doesn't look like a stunt jumper to me.

- Russ, are you jealous of what your own bulls lack,

or is this more on a personal note?

(men laugh)

- [Danni] Men.

- [Montana] Ooh, what's gotten into your craw?

- Do they have to talk about things like that

in the main street?

- Well, this is cattle country, Danni, perfectly natural.

- Well, we all know what bulls do.

Surely, there's more refined things to talk about.

- Especially in the presence of ladies, huh?

- Yeah, well, not that anybody notices.

Oh, I've got all your things ready.

- Oh.

(gentle instrumental music)

- May the wind be always at your back, matey.

- And a safe voyage to you.

- Godspeed.

Ma'am.

- Someone you sailed with?

- No, just met him an hour ago.

- Doesn't take you long to make new friends.

- Well, that's just the way of the sea.

- Instant brotherhood, huh?

- Something like that.

- How much meat you want this week, Jess?

- Now that Sal has checked out,

you can cut the order in half.

(Duncan chuckles)

Must be all that salt meat you get at sea.

Makes you crave the real thing.

- There's nothing quite like the ocean, that's for sure.

Anyway, see ya.

- That's more than I ever thought I'd pay for a bull.

We'll be tightening our belts for a while,

but he's worth every penny.

The Grand Duke will introduce a new line of cattle

over high country, eh? (bull bellows)

Better suited.

Stronger hide, yeah, I reckon about five years,

my whole herd'll be his blood line.

(bull bellows)

What makes him more worthwhile,

I've got you two to share it with.

There are interesting time for Langara.

Strange new surroundings.

Probably should sleep here tonight.

- Oh Dad, really, if you start sleeping in a barn

with a bull, I'll move into town with Emily and Colin.

- No, I mean just for a couple of nights

while he settles in.

- Matt, I'm gonna have to head into town

to help Colin unpack.

- Uh, me too.

Well, I mean, I should take them some food.

Emily won't wanna cook on her first night.

- Now, I have to find a few spots

for some blue ribbons for you, won't I?

When you win 'em at the road show.

- Eh, come on, Danni.

Race you into town.

- Certainly not.

At least one of the McGregor family has to act

in a dignified, adult manner.

- Oh, well Montana races.

I wouldn't call her undignified, would you?

- Yeah, well, she's American.

- Ah, please, please, allow me, ladies first.

- Why thank you.

(uptempo orchestral music)

- Thank you Mrs. Pratte, that's very kind of you.

Thank you.

- There's something to be said about being dignified.

It's taken us so long to get here,

no one's all but finished unloading.

- I'm just glad we didn't have to put up with all that bull.

- Steady.

That's it, here we go.

May I?

- Oh, Danni, Duncan, welcome, come in.

I'll show you around.

You've brought some more food, lovely.

Good enough to feed the entire town.

- Happy?

- Very.

- Danni, do you wanna come and look at our new room?

- Yep.

- Come Patch, let's show Danni our new room.

- Hold it right there, you two.

Since when is Pat sharing your bedroom?

And that's my shoe he's got!

- Oh, I let him sleep on the bed.

- We agreed, Josh.

The kitchen, and that's as far as he goes.

No bedroom, no parlor.

He can sleep by the stove, all right?

- Okay.

- Come on.

(gentle instrumental music)

- Um, I bought you this little housewarming present.

It was your grandmother's.

I thought you might like to have it.

- That was very thoughtful of you.

I'm sure Emily appreciates the gesture.

Would you like a cup of tea?

- Oh, um, I'm a little rushed at the moment.

But thank you for the offer.

I really didn't mean to intrude.

I'll see myself out.

Bye-bye.

- Please don't speak for me.

I do not appreciate the gesture.

I want nothing from her.

- It belonged to your family.

- To her, Colin.

She wanted nothing to do with me for years,

and I want nothing to do with her now.

- I know this subject is not open to discussion,

but people have been known to change.

- Well, I won't.

("Brahm's Lullaby")

When I was little, I used to fall asleep

listening to that lullaby.

She used to hum it to me.

It was the only thing that would lull me off to sleep.

I haven't heard it from that day to this.

The more this little life grows inside of me,

the more I realize that

a mother who could walk out on her own child

can't know what love is.

- She's reaching out to you now.

- She stopped loving me, just.

Just like that.

(horse sputters)

- Not eating at Langara tonight?

- Nah, I thought I'd take a break.

Time to think.

- You're not eating much here, either.

- No offense, just feeling a bit, I don't know.

- Big bloke like you, I thought you had hollow legs.

- Well, I can't really explain it, Jessie.

Just a bit restless, I guess.

- Does this have anything to do with your mate from the sea?

- Are you a witch or something?

- Good one, I hope.

No, let's just see I've seen that face before.

In the mirror.

Every time I've had the urge to move on.

- Just between the two of us?

I've been offered a berth on a ship, sails in four days

to the islands, places I've never seen before.

- And you'd like to go?

- Oh, anyway.

Matt McGregor's been really good to me, Jessie.

You know, he's given me a home when I was truly adrift.

And now, with Colin and Emily out on their own,

I can't just walk out on him.

He's got plans, got big plans,

and I think they include me.

- But they're not your plans.

- No.

- Maybe you're talking to the wrong person about this.

You see, those times in my life

when I've just had to move on, I've walked out on things.

On people.

Because I knew to stay would slowly but surely

eat away at me and turn me into someone

I just couldn't live with.

But it comes at a price.

And sometimes, that price is high.

- All I know is that ships, the sea, that's my life.

- Good evening, everybody.

What's for tea?

- Excuse me.

Talk to Matt.

- Why?

He'd never try and talk me out of it.

- Nope.

Only you'd do that.

But you never know, Matt might make it easier for you.

- First thing in the morning.

(crickets chirp)

(Duncan whistles)

Hey, big fella, you still up?

(bull bellows)

Pretty cold, huh?

Come on, you should get some sleep.

Matt's got a pretty big day planned for you.

Night-night.

(Matt hums)

- Ah, you're up bright and early.

- Yeah, I've gotta get to the general store.

New stock coming in.

There's your breakfast.

- I don't suppose you've checked on

The Grand Duke this morning?

- Dad, is that all you think about?

- I was thinking that when we show him,

you might like to lead him around the rink.

- I don't wanna lead him around the rink.

Dad, it's not like I don't appreciate it,

it's just that, I'm not a little girl anymore.

- Oh, sweetie, I know you're not a little girl anymore.

But I'm thinking of the honor of accepting the grand prize.

I mean, well, that's a grown up's game.

- I don't see any proper ladies leading bulls around rinks.

- Matt, Matt, he's gone.

The Duke's gone.

(suspenseful music)

- Can't understand it.

I checked before I went to be last night,

the doors were locked tight.

- I looked in when I came in from town,

he was there then.

I could've sworn I closed the doors.

- [Matt] Good day, Jeremy.

Nice to see you again.

- [Jeremy] Hi, Mr. McGregor.

- Look, my bull's on the loose.

Don't suppose you've seen him around the place?

Big fella, crown on his rump.

- Can't say I have, sorry.

- Well, thanks.

See ya 'round the place.

- Thanks for the use of the land and the beef,

Mr. McGregor.

Keep holding us all together.

(somber orchestral music)

- Surely a bull that size wouldn't have traveled this far.

It's not like he was born to the high country.

- [Duncan] Maybe he was out for some cows.

- Not around here, it's not exactly grazing land.

- [Duncan] Matt.

He must've lost his footing in the dark.

- Do me a favor, will you?

- Sure.

- I don't want the poor beast left to the scavengers.

- Done.

- Mr. McGregor.

Hear you lost your best mate.

- Yeah.

What do you know about The Grand Duke, eh?

- Oh, steady on.

Just that he strayed, that's all.

- He's dead.

- Dead?

- Yeah.

Went for a midnight stroll over a cliff.

You know anything about that?

- Look, I'm really sorry, McGregor.

I never knew, I mean, just that you lost him.

I mean, that he got lost, that's all.

Look, honest, I'm sorry.

- Jessie.

Hi.

You haven't seen Nell Frampton around this morning,

have you?

- No.

She's still upstairs sleeping off a big night.

Drowning her sorrows because she had to sell The Grand Duke,

she said.

- Well, I guess she'll find out soon enough.

- Whoa.

Thought maybe you could do with a hand.

- Bad news travels fast.

- Mighty fine looking beast.

Wandered off in the night, huh?

- Yeah, he got out of the barn, somehow.

I was the mug who was in there last.

Whoa, whoa, what are you doing?

- Skinning it.

- Now, now, now, steady on, steady on.

No, Matt'll never go for that.

See, The Duke here was his pride and joy.

He was almost like family.

- It's just a ton of useless beefsteak now.

- Still.

It's a beautiful lookin' hide worthwhile salvaging!

- I just don't think Matt'll want any reminders.

- Oh, maybe not right now, but all in good time.

- [Emily] Josh.

- Oh, my favorite, roast beef and Yorkshire pudding.

- Lord, thank you for the bountiful gifts

we are about to receive,

and the joy in having our family together

to share in them.

Amen.

- [All] Amen.

- Two, four, six, eight. - I can't tell you

how wonderful it's been.

We've hardly had to lift a finger ourselves,

it's been great.

- [Colin] Well, you know, I feel sorry for Jeremy.

- Trusting, affectionate.

Never knew a bull you could hand feed before.

Gentle as a lamb.

Doesn't make sense that he'd just wander off like that.

(somber orchestral music)

- Stop blaming yourself.

The door could've blown open in the wind.

- That's all the more reason I should've double checked it.

350 guineas just put to rest in an unmarked grave, Montana.

- Don't worry, Matt'll probably erect some kind of monument.

- I owe him more than ever, now.

- Well, that sounds like a problem for you.

So you feel indebted.

Matt's never been one to hold anything over our heads,

and he's not going to lay blame either, you know that.

So what's really bothering you?

- I've been offered a berth on board ship.

- And you wanna take it?

- Montana.

The sea's in my blood, all right?

It's being able to look to the horizon

and not see another living thing.

Nothing between you and the elements

but a small wooden craft and a few sails.

- Sounds like a very lonely place.

- Well, it can be.

And yet to me, it's more like home than...

- [Montana] Here?

- No.

No, I love it here, too.

But it's, it's not my real home.

Not anymore.

- But a rolling deck and a cramped bunk below is?

I would've thought the high country

has more attractions than those.

- Maybe that's the trouble.

Maybe it has too many attractions that don't belong to me.

- Running away isn't always the best solution.

- You ran.

- I ran to save my life.

I wasn't running from my feelings, there's a big difference.

- Maybe that's what I should sort out.

- Maybe you do.

(dramatic orchestral music)

- I don't think I should stay for dinner, do you?

- If you do plan on staying in the high country,

certain things will have to be faced

sooner or later by both of us.

- Oh boy.

Perhaps it should be later when Rob gets back.

- Sounds fair to me.

(machine buzzes)

- Thanks, Jeremy.

I've got some pots that need fixing

if you're staying around.

- I'll be around as long as there's work.

Not much anywhere else.

- Good day, Jeremy.

- [Jeremy] Good day.

- Where do you want it?

- What's all this?

- Danni's instructions, your order just came in.

- Wonderful, right through there.

- I'll get the others, Matt.

- All right yeah you stick 'em here,

I'll take 'em through.

- [Jessie] I'm gonna be sorry to see him go.

- Who?

Who are you talkin' about?

- Duncan.

- Oh, he's not goin' anywhere.

- You haven't convinced him to stay.

Matt, you know how he feels about the sea.

- (laughs) I'm sorry, I'm not following any of this.

What are you talking about?

- Oh, I think I've made a very big mistake here.

- Yeah, I think you have.

- He said he was going to talk to you.

- About what?

- I really think he ought to be the one to tell you.

- Jessie, what was he gonna tell me?

- Oh.

Duncan's been offered a place on a ship.

- And he wants to go?

- I think he does, Matt.

But he's torn between his loyalty to you and.

(Matt sighs)

- Heard the bad news.

Rotten luck, McGregor.

Upset me no end, I can tell ya.

Some might say, only a bull,

but we know different, don't we?

- I don't know, Nell.

I mean, has he ever wandered off like that on you before?

- No.

The only thing I can think of

is maybe he was tryin' to make his way back to me,

seein' as how I read him from a poddy.

I've heard of dogs and horses doing that sort of thing.

The homing instinct.

Maybe it's in cattle too, you reckon?

- Well, it seems like the only logical explanation.

- I know what it's like to have a run of bad luck.

Still, gotta keep going through thick and thin, eh?

Stiff upper lip and all that.

(metal scrapes)

- Howdy, Tim.

Had a chance to look at that hide, yet?

- A matter of fact, I have, Montana.

Don't know whose eyes you're tryin' to pull the wool over,

but they ain't mine.

There's something I gotta show you.

Come on, here.

What do you make of that?

- Well, I'll be.

- They say you always know where you are

with this little beauty.

- Well it's a beautiful housewarming present.

- Well, it's actually pretty useless on dry land, I know,

but well, I wanted to give you something special.

- But you might need it one day.

- Might be sooner than he thinks, Emily.

So why didn't you tell me?

- 'Cause there's nothing to tell.

- That's not what I hear.

Now, you were going to say something to me this morning,

what made you change your mind?

- I've decided to stay, that's all.

- Jessie tells me you've got salt water in your blood,

a yearning, she calls it.

- Well, I've also got some high country air, thanks to you.

- Look, I hope you're not staying

because of some misguided belief that I need you.

Duncan, you've got two days to accept that job

and catch that train before your boat sails.

- Ship.

- Ship.

And that's what I want you to do.

- Fine.

Now I know what you want,

but I'll make my own decisions.

- Matt, it's Montana.

She said she wants to see you, and you, Duncan.

And she said it's real important.

- Listen, if you're blaming yourself

for The Grand Duke disappearing,

then you can forget it.

- Without that cow, it's gonna take years

just to recover your investment.

- Well, then it takes a few years.

I've done it tough before.

- Yeah, but you had your sons to help.

- Matt, I need you to see something.

- Who said you could rip the hide off my bull?

- Take another look.

The markings have been painted on.

Pretty good job, too.

- What is going on?

Get that filthy thing out of here!

- I didn't want anyone else seein' it, Jesse.

- Out, people eat here, out!

- Okay.

(birds chirp)

The bull that tripped over the cliff

wasn't the bull you bought.

- Just one that was painted up to look like him, why?

Boy, I'll tell you why,

so we'd think the real Grand Duke was dead and gone,

then we wouldn't bother go chasing after

whoever stole it.

- Next question, who'd wanna steal him?

Apart from just about every breeder around.

- That hide's a pretty good likeness to The Grand Duke's.

Now, there's only one person around with stock like that.

Someone who used him to breed from.

- Nell Frampton.

- No, no, no, Nell was here the night the bull went missing.

She made such a night of it, she had to check in.

- Yeah, but have you ever known Nell

to get that bad before?

I mean, she can drink a whole town under the table,

and get up the next morning and brand a herd of cows.

- She was deliberately giving herself an alibi.

- Mm-hm.

- You'll have a hard time proving that.

- Yeah, well that's where we'll need your help,

sort of working for us on the inside.

(gentle acoustic music)

- So that's settled, then.

I'm still workin' for you.

- Well, no you're not.

- What, are you gonna fire me?

- Yeah, if I have to.

- What's going on between those two?

- Oh, a little disagreement

over whether Duncan goes back to sea or not.

- Well he's not is, he?

He can't.

I mean, Dad can't force him to stay if he doesn't want to.

- No, it's the other way around.

Duncan wants him to stay, and your father wants him to go.

- Why does Dad always think he knows what's best?

- Thought you didn't care what Duncan does?

- I don't.

I just think everybody should be able

to make up their own minds.

He couldn't fire him.

You like him, don't you?

- Yeah, I guess I do.

What is taking Jessie so long, huh?

- I don't know how you do it, Nell.

Do you mind if I sit down a minute, rest my feet?

- Oh, take a load off.

- Yes, you do the work of 10 men,

and you never seem to slow down.

- Ah, mind over matter, that's all it is.

And a good constitution, and a good diet.

Makes you as fit as a Mallee bull.

- You know, I've never really known the difference

between a Mallee bull and say,

a bull like the great, late Duke.

- Mallee bull's as common as muck.

But someone like The Grand Duke, he was a one of.

- And you bred him.

- And I bred him.

- So, tell me how you learned so much about bulls.

(suspenseful music)

- How come a woman like you is so interested in bulls

all of a sudden?

- Dad.

You're not really going to force Duncan to leave, are you?

- Well, of course not.

I just wanna do what's best for him.

- Well how do you know what's best for him?

- Danni, I think I know what's in a man's heart.

- Then how come you don't know what's in a woman's?

- Well, I never pretended to.

Who are you talking about?

- Dad, if you don't know,

then it shows how little you really do know.

- Danni.

(Jessie sighs)

- Have you ever asked Nell Frampton the story of her life

and sent her three helpings of pie to do it?

- (laughs) Did you find out anything?

- Oh yeah, I know how to deliver calf,

how to brand cattle, how to castrate a bull.

Her financial woes started

with a couple of The Duke's brothers

who were paupers where it counted.

- Mm.

Nothing else?

- Only that she has a brother up north

who also breeds bulls.

Sorry, that's about it, I'm afraid.

And if you wanna accuse her of stealing The Grand Duke,

be my guest, but Nell told me

she tossed a horse because it was giving her trouble once,

and I believe her.

- That's it.

That's it, her brother.

She can't keep the bull on her property,

so she has to move it somewhere else.

Now, her brother breeds bulls, he lives up north,

you little beauty, Jessie.

Thank you.

(Colin laughs) - Hang on.

She still has to get it there

without anyone in the district noticing it.

- And she wouldn't run the risk

of walking a beast like that over land,

so what's she doing with him?

- Oh howdy, Mr. Wilks.

When's the next train out of here?

- Five hours and 30 minutes, precisely.

- Oh, and where's it headed?

- [Mr. Wilks] North.

- Oh, well that suits me just fine.

I got a few things need railroadin' north.

I thought maybe you could tell me

how much it's gonna hit my hip pocket.

- I'd be happy to be able to help you out, Miss Hale,

what sort of things you talkin' about?

- Oh, a couple of boxes about so high and so wide.

- [Mr. Wilks] And you don't have them with you?

- [Montana] No, no.

I'm still packing.

(cow bellows) (Matt laughs)

- Well look what we've got here.

How are you, young fella, eh?

Enjoy your little adventure?

- I think you've got Nell fair and square, Matt.

Let's see her talk her way out of this one.

Oh come on, so she's tossed a horse or two.

That's not gonna stop the legend of the high country.

- Yeah, well legends don't go around hitting ladies,

if by some stretch you can call Nell a lady.

(Duncan laughs)

Well, there's gotta be some way we can teach her a lesson,

and I think that tinker's wagon will do.

- You don't understand.

I can't possibly tell you how much it'll cost

unless I see the actual boxes!

Or until I actually weigh the actual boxes!

Now that's all I can say at this juncture.

- Oh, how can you speak to me like that, Mr. Wilks?

I'm just a poor helpless woman on her own.

I don't know what to do. (sobs)

- [Mr. Wilks] I do apologize if I've upset you.

(midtempo orchestral music)

(cows bellow)

- (laughs) By the end, poor Mr. Wilks is offering

to come out and pick up the boxes himself.

- There's nothing like a few tears.

- Oh no no, these were not just tears,

this was a wonderful performance.

I think you might have even had me jumping through hoops.

- I must remember that.

- Are you planning on twisting me 'round your little finger?

- I would hate to force you into doing something

you hadn't thought of doing yourself.

- Could be worth it,

just to see how far you'd go to get your own way.

- [Montana] Sounds like a challenge.

- [Duncan] Do you want it to be?

- Telegram for Second Mate Jones.

- For me?

It's from the Albany Shipping Company.

They acknowledge receiving my telegram

and expect me on board in two days time.

Well, there must be some mistake,

I never sent them anything.

- Dad did.

He thinks you'll be happier at sea.

So do I.

- What have I ever done to Danni?

- You mad thing.

Can't you tell when a girl's fallen for you?

(hooves clop)

- Good day, Duncan.

- I thought I made it clear.

I can make up my own mind about my future.

- And I'm supposed to sit back

and watch you make the biggest mistake of your life?

- You're not listening to me, Matt.

- It's you who isn't listening to yourself.

It's time you did.

Look, when I was your age,

the only thing that really mattered to me,

aside from my family, was opening up this country.

Why, because I love this land.

It's part of every breath that I take.

And where a man breathes, where he breathes

is important to him.

And deep down, you have to recognize what's best for you.

Now, the sea is in your blood,

just like the high country's in mine.

Now if you don't hurry up and make up your mind,

you might spend the rest of your life living in regret.

(cows bellow)

- It'll be more peaceful without me around

to give you cheek, huh?

- Yeah, well Rob will be back soon.

Why'd you let Dad talk you into going?

- He's made me see things a little more clearly, that's all.

Although whichever way I turn,

there'll always be some regrets.

- You better get going, you don't wanna miss your train.

- Are you gonna write to me, hm?

Let me know how you're getting on?

- Why would you care?

- Oh, I don't know, might be nice to receive some letters

from a pretty young woman every now and then.

Danni, it's important to me to know how you're doing, okay?

And that you're happy.

- I've got something in my eye.

- Come here, come here.

Let me see.

(gentle orchestral music)

See you, Danni.

- Bye, Duncan.

(ax thuds)

(birds chatter)

- Here we are, my boy.

Here's a bit of water for you.

(somber orchestral music)

Oh.

Oh.

- Here she comes.

- Ah, Nell.

- Where's my bull?

- What are you talking about, what bull?

- Oh, don't give me that what bull.

The Grand Duke of Rutherglen.

- Well he's in the barn, where he ought to be.

I bought him from you for 350 guineas.

Remember?

Right here, signed and sealed in this very room.

Anyway, I'm glad you're here, have a seat.

There's something I wanna discuss with you.

A certain matter of cattle stealing.

- Cattle stealing?

- Seems as though someone pulled a grand switch.

They stole The Duke and sent along another bull

which looked pretty similar but lacked a little something,

and pushed him over the edge of a cliff

so that I'd think he was dead.

And then they took of with The Duke.

Now in some parts of the country,

that's, well, that's a hanging offense.

I just wondered what you thought about it.

- Oh, well, it's,

good to know that you got him back.

- Well, you're not interested in where I found him?

- Oh, it's just good to know that he's safe and sound,

and I reckon in a case like this,

it's probably better to let sleeping dogs lie.

Especially as you know, it'll never happen again.

- That's all I'm interested in.

- Would you like a cup of tea, Nell?

- I think I could do with somethin' a bit stronger,

thanks, Jess.

- He's gone.

He had to catch the four o'clock train.

- He's taken that berth?

And he left without even saying goodbye?

- Well, he said goodbye to me.

Montana!

Tell him we don't want him to go.

- Well, my friend,

I hope you have a fair breeze all the way.

- Yeah, me too.

- I really think you'll have more use for this

than us, Duncan.

It's as if you are keeping it in the family, anyway.

- Thanks, Emily.

Thanks to both of you.

I'm really sorry I'm not going to be seeing

the new edition to the family.

- Oh, you'll be back one day to meet her.

- Oh, it's a she, is it?

- Emily's sure it is.

- [Duncan] More trouble.

- Yes.

- Ah.

- Can you send Patch a present from the island?

- Right I will.

What does he want?

- Mm, bow and arrow?

Spear?

Maybe some sea shells, he'd like that.

- I think we can manage that.

Now, you two stay out of mischief, all right?

- Yep.

- Come on.

- Emily, I didn't get a chance to say goodbye to Montana,

and I'd really appreciate it if you could,

if you could tell her that...

- I'll know what to say.

- Thanks.

See ya.

("Brahm's Lullaby")

(dramatic orchestral music)

- Whoa.

- Stupid little Irish git.

Call yourself a station master,

I'm in two minds to report you, Wilks.

A prize bull disappears right out from under your nose,

and you can't bring a damn thing.

What in the stable were you doing?

- Never took you for a coward, Duncan Jones.

Too afraid to look me in the eye

and tell me you were going?

You think so little of me

you couldn't even say goodbye.

Well thank you very much.

But you can step outside now and face me like a man.

- Montana, if I'd said goodbye,

I might've just said something that we'd both regret.

- Then say it now.

I want to hear it.

- Montana, some things are just better left unspoken.

- Think I might've changed your mind.

- Montana, listen to me.

You can twist me around your little finger

if you had your heart set on it.

- Not up to me to change a man's heart.

- [Station Master] First call for all passengers.

- But I guess it is up to me how to show a man

to say a proper goodbye.

(dramatic orchestral music) (train whistle toots)

That's the way to say goodbye, Second Mate Jones.

Least ways it is when you say it to me.

- All aboard!

(whistle toots)

- Whoa, whoa, whoa.

- All aboard! (whistle toots)

- Don't suppose I could get a job on that ship.

- Yeah, you can take my place, mate.

(dramatic orchestral music)

(train whistle toots)

(midtempo instrumental music)