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♪dramatic music♪

-[older soldier] Ever look at their faces?

They're on their way to hell.

All soldiers go to hell.

There's no heaven for soldiers, not that I've heard of anyway,

and you don't want to see that.

You don't want to think about where they're going.

Just thank God it's them and not us.

Don't worry, lad, you'll be alright.

Honest.

Just listen to me.

Keep your head down and don't think about it.

It'll all be over one day, and times change.

Even in war, there are good times and there's bad times.

Sometimes, you'll fine you can have a bit of a laugh,

and there's other times when it's gonna get so bad

you'll think the world is going to end.

You're going to think the war will never end,

but listen, son, no matter how bad it gets,

don't you ever even think about running home to your mum,

because once you're running, lad,

you're a disease.

They'll hunt you.

They'll keep after you till they get you and till they kill

you.

If you've been anywhere near your mum,

they'll kill her too and anyone you've ever touched.

They always do that as a warning to put the others off.

Now don't forget: you're death to anyone who goes near you.

Just don't think about it.

Keep your head down and get on with the job.

War's not that hard to survive.

Just stick with me.

You follow me, you'll be alright.

I will stick to the outskirts if I can.

That way there's less on my back.

Get behind me, watch my back.

As long as I'm in front of you, you'll not come to much harm.

You afraid, son?

Yeah.

Wouldn't be natural if you wasn't afraid.

Only mad men don't know fear.

-At ease.

Is he a new recruit?

-Yes, sir.

Came in last week.

-Has he seen action yet?

-No, sir.

-Do you miss your mother, lad?

-Yes, sir.

-It'll pass.

Carry on.

-First lesson of survival in this outfit:

stay out of his way.

-Seemed all right.

-You just stay well away from him.

[blasts and screams]

-Get under cover, you little fool!

[blasts and screams]

-Come to me, son, for God's sake!

Come to me!

Move, son!

Move!

It's all right, son!

I'm coming!

I'm coming!

♪dramatic music♪

[explosions and screams]

♪suspenseful music♪

-Where do you think you're going?

We're in the middle of a war, you bloody fool.

Get up and act like a man.

[screams]

[explosions]

♪♪♪

-[grunts]

-[whimpering]

-Have you sewn my trousers yet?

-She has hands, ain't she?

-Well, I wouldn't go in there.

Dad's talking to Doris.

-What you doing?

-[Jessie] Nothing.

-Where you going? -Just out!

-Well, don't go wondering off, will ya?

We've got an early start in the morning.

-Breathe, come on, breathe, please.

Breathe.

Breathe.

Please, breathe.

That's better.

Just keep breathing.

Keep breathing.

Keep breathing.

Please keep breathing.

Let me get close to you, you'll be warmer.

Come here, come here.

-[whimpering]

-You're not dirty.

You're a soldier, ain't ya?

You've run away.

What you gonna do?

-[Darky] Jessie?

Jessie!

Jess, where are ya?!

Jessie!

Jessie!

-It's my dad.

-[Darky] Jess!

-I'm sorry, I've got to.

-[Darky] Jessie!

-I don't want to leave.

I've got to go, I'm sorry. -[Darky] Jessie!

Jessie!

-[Jessie] Dad!

-[Darky] Where the bleedin' hell have you been?!

Come on!

Go on, son!

♪dramatic music♪

-[child] ♪There is a golden palace♪

♪With kings and queens and all♪

♪Her silver coach will come for me♪

♪And take me to the balll♪

♪And when I dance they'll smile♪

♪And when I dance they'll say♪

♪She is the fairest beauty that ever came this way♪

Mummy says I can wear makeup as long as I don't wear it in front

of Daddy.

Have you got any sweets?

Soldiers always have sweets.

Where's yours?

Oh, you're just silly.

When the war is over, Mummy and Daddy are sending me to dancing

school.

I'm going to be a ballerina, a beautiful ballerina.

Do you think I'm beautiful?

In makeup, I'm very beautiful.

Daddy says I'm the most beautiful girl in the world.

Come and sit down.

I'll make you pretty, too.

Not beautiful but pretty.

Pout your lips, come on, as if you were kissing.

[laughs]

That's it.

[laughs]

[laughs]

Look.

You need a pretty dress.

This one.

Mummy, Mummy, look at her!

Isn't she pretty?

Come and show Mummy!

Come on!

Come and show Mummy!

Come on!

Look and see, Mummy, isn't she pretty?

Look at him, Mummy!

Look at him, Mummy!

That's Jacob.

Don't talk to him.

He just thinks it's silly.

♪Pretty girls...♪

Don't talk to him.

He just thinks it's silly.

♪Pretty girls...♪

-Jesus!

What do you want?

What are you standing there for?

Go on, go away!

Come on, piss off!

-[hisses]

-What--

what do you want?

What do you want?

That's my bag.

Look, here, wait, come here.

Wait, come here, you little cow!

Come here!

Come here!

Give me that bag back, you little cow!

What?

What do you want?

A fish?

There's fish in there.

Is that what you're saying?

There's fish here?

All right, all right.

Blimey, there are fish in there.

There's one going for it.

He's got it!

He's done it!

[laughs] Look at that.

[laughs]

Come here, come here.

They're all going for it.

[laughs] I can't believe this.

Oh dear. [laughs]

This is amazing.

Right here.

I'm glad you t--

Where the bleedin' hell did she go?

Oh!

♪singing indistinctly♪

Now, what do you think of those?

[laughs]

Here, have a look at that little lot.

-Where did you steal them?

-I caught them! -Leave off.

-I did.

Every single one of them.

-Jesus, where did you get them?

-There's a rock pool back there.

It's full of them.

-Come on, Darky, you're no fisherman.

-There was a mad woman in the woods.

She showed me where to catch them.

-[Elle] A witch?

-Well, yeah, I suppose so.

What's it to you?

-[Elle] It might be poisoned.

-Oh, shut up.

-Well and big, Darky.

Well and big!

-Well, Simon, nice bit of fish for your supper.

-Why do you bother?

She never thanks you for it.

-Well, what do you want him to do, starve?

Oy!

That is my last bottle.

♪creepy music♪

Hey.

Go get my supper ready.

Go on.

[overlapping chatter]

♪carnival music♪

-[Darky] Here, mate, juiciest bit of meat you'll ever

taste in your life.

-[man] Yeah, they look like plain old rabbits to me.

-Nah, nah, it's all in the way you kill them.

Makes them taste better.

-Can you wash the ladle, please, Simon?

Make sure it's clean, eh?

-Sorry.

-[Elle] Make sure it's clean, darling.

-Yes, darling.

[overlapping chatter]

-[Elle] Simon?

Simon?

Simon?

[overlapping chatter]

-[child] Let's get him! -[Simon] [grunts]

-He looks like a coconut!

Bash him! -[grunting]

-[shouts] -[kids] [screaming]

-Leave them kids alone!

Mad bitch!

-You'll be alright.

Nothing broken.

There.

You'd better be off home now.

It's getting late.

Ain't you got a home?

-Can't we keep him, Mum?

-No, Simon, we can't.

-But Mum... -No, Simon, now come on.

In bed.

It's past your bedtime.

♪melancholic music♪

-Whoa, whoa.

-What are you doing?

Do you want to be taken by the army?!

-They won't settle!

Mum can't handle them on her own.

-Becky?

-I can't handle them while they're like this!

-Get down, go on!

What's the matter with you, you sloppy cow?

You want to lose him?!

-[Becky] I am not driving these horses on my own!

I want a driver!

-[Darky] Becky, I'm not arguing with you!

I've got no one to spare!

Now get on with it!

-Look, it's her that's doing it.

She's a rawney!

-Can you handle horses?

-I'm not having her driving my wagon.

-Get inside.

Go, get in!

Get inside!

Come here.

Get up there.

Jake, go!

♪tense music♪

-Get. [clicks tongue]

-Stay there.

Stay there.

-Darky, these bastards are taking our grain!

[screams]

-Leave it!

-[man] You two, come-- -[man] Get out of it!

-No!

No, get off!

No!

Leave him!

No!

-[man] Leave him.

-You seem remarkably short of young men.

-Most of them might be under your own command,

sir.

All our young men joined the army.

-What's the food situation in the South?

-It's famine, sir.

There's been nobody left to harvest for years.

-Have your papers?

-No, we're traveling folk.

Papers are hard to come by.

-There are enemy units all over this area.

-Yeah, well, we'll take our chances, sir.

-Who's the woman with paint on her face?

-Oh, she's some poor soul who's lost her wits.

-Bit risky letting her be in charge of the horses,

isn't it?

-Well, I haven't got any choice, sir.

You see, the old lady's son used to drive the horses.

But these days, well, I've got to depend on mad women.

-Go on.

Move off.

-Th-- thank you, sir.

Come on, let's go.

-Hey, rawney?!

Rawney?!

Rawney, are you--

I just want to talk to you.

It's all right.

Just talk.

I haven't come here to do you any harm.

I promise you.

I just thought you might be able to do us all a big favor.

You see, I've heard that your kind can see what's gonna

happen.

I don't know how true that is, but if you can--

I mean, just how much do you know about horses?

-[man] Look at the state of her!

-This is crazy.

I'm not putting my money on a batty old woman's prediction.

-She's so barmy.

-[woman] Well, how do you even know she understood what you

wanted?

-[man] Is that it?

-Shut up, Wag.

People are looking at us.

They know we're up to something.

-[man] Well, we're not thieving.

-[man] Almost.

-[man] Well, let them try and prove it.

-[woman] Have we got any--

-Wait a minute.

Watch!

-I'm hungry. -[woman] Shut up.

-Here you are, have this one.

-Cheers.

-[Darky] That's it!

Number one.

-Are you sure?

-It's got to be, innit?

-Yeah.

-Everybody, number one.

-Shut up.

-It's four to one! -Keep your mouth closed.

You'll lower the odds. -We're gonna make our fortune.

-Hey, man, for God's sake. -Will you shut up?

-Get ready!

[gunshot]

♪exciting music♪

[cheering]

-There, you little darling!

You've done it! [laughs]

[woman screams]

Shit!

-[man] It's a trap!

[screaming and yelling]

-[man] Looks like the bookies [indistinct] with the army!

-[man] [indistinct] taking our money!

[indistinct] the army!

[indistinct shouting]

-Get them back, go on!

Get them all back!

-Sorry, mate.

[screaming and shouting]

-Now!

Go!

-I don't believe it.

If she can see what's going to happen,

how come she couldn't see the army?

-'Cause Darky only asked her to pick the winner!

-God, this is killing my back.

-Don't talk to me about your back.

-There are other people here.

I can talk to them, can't I?

♪eerie music♪

-Becky, go and get Jake.

We're going down this gully.

I hope you're right, Misses.

-Right, don't bother to get off your horse!

I said don't!

-I just want to make you a deal.

-I don't need any deals.

Just get off my land.

-Is all this yours?

Your fences are in a bit of a state,

ain't they?

-This is the only fence I need.

-[Darky] What you can't use that on your animals.

They'll be 'round and about all over the place.

-Just stay where you are.

-[Darky] Your barn's in a bit of a state, too.

Well, look at it.

Look, don't get soppy.

Just let me have a look at it.

-Why?

-Well, you want it fixed, don't ya?

-Gypsies.

Don't make me laugh.

-[Darky] You ever known any?

They're good hard-working people, just the same as anybody

else.

Let's face it, mate; you're falling apart,

aren't you?

The army's had your labor.

Come on.

Come on, let's have a look at your barn.

Come on.

-Oy.

Oy, oy!

-You're gonna lose half your crop if you store anything in

here.

It looks like the roof's had it.

-I can fix it.

-You're a bit large for crawling around on a roof,

ain't ya?

Give us a week.

We can have that rock solid.

What's that smell?

-Brandy, homemade brandy.

-Apple brandy?

-That's right.

I make it.

-Well, give us a flavor.

Well, what's the matter?

Ain't it any good?

-It's the best.

Best around here, anyway.

-Well, give us a flavor.

-That's positively magical.

-[laughs] It's good, isn't it?

That's four years old, that is.

See, I saved the best of the crop for the brew.

I mean, there's an art in making really fine apple brandy.

-Brandy as good as this, there's bound to be.

You must make a fortune on this at the market,

don't ya?

-What'd you say your name was?

-Darky, what's yours?

-Oy, Mr. Jones to you.

[laughs]

-[Darky] There you go.

-[screams]

-[indistinct].

Mildred...

The bastard.

That cheeky bastard.

Right.

My God.

-That's him!

That's the little bastard.

-Hold it! -Dirty little sod.

-Hold it right there! -Oy!

-Stanley, Stanley!

-Oy!

Where's Darky?

I don't believe this.

I don't.

-Morning.

-I don't believe this.

Good morning.

Darky!

Darky!

Hey, Darky!

-What?

-Who said you could park this lot in my yard?!

-[Darky] You did!

-When?

-Last night.

-[Mildred] On the brandy again!

What do we need with gypsies?

-[laughs]

-You always was a bloody fool.

You can't resist the chance to get drunk.

We'll all be murdered in our beds.

-Have you seen what they're doing out there?

-I knew it!

Now listen here, you!

-[man] Look, he's done it!

He's got it working!

-[laughs]

Well, I'll be.

Why, even old Cyril in town couldn't get that pile of junk

to work. [laughs]

-[man] ♪Round goes the wheel of fortune♪

♪Don't be afraid to ride♪

♪There's a land of milk and honey♪

♪Waits on the other side♪

♪There'll be peace and there'll be plenty♪

♪You'll never need to roam♪

♪When we go rolling home♪

♪When we go rolling home♪

-[all] ♪Rolling home♪

♪When we go rolling home♪

♪When we go rolling, rolling♪

♪When we go rolling home♪

♪Rolling home, when we go rolling home♪

♪When we go rolling, rolling♪

♪When we go rolling home♪

♪Rolling home, when we go rolling home♪

♪When we go rolling, rolling♪

♪When we go rolling home♪

-Oy, you there.

-Jesus.

-Take no notice of her.

Well, she's just sitting up there staring at us.

-Well, she won't do you no harm if you just leave her

alone! -Harm?

What are you talking about?

-She's a rawney.

Just leave her alone.

-Rawney?

What's a rawney?

-Mad.

-Well, I can see that.

-No, no, there's-- there's simple-mad

and magic-mad.

And that's what she is.

-So what can she do?

-[Darky] Anything you think she can do.

Just don't think about her.

-For Christ's sake, don't tell Mildred.

She really believes in all that stuff.

-[girl] I want to be a ballerina,

a beautiful ballerina.

Do you think I'm beautiful?

-[Jessie] Hello, soldier.

-[laughs]

-What?

[laughs]

Do you know my name?

-[laughs]

Jessie.

-What's yours?

-Tom.

-[laughs]

-What?

-Tom.

-Yeah.

-Thomas.

-Don't let her touch the egg!

She'll turn them!

-She won't.

She looks better now that she's had a wash.

-It's taking a chance, though, isn't it?

-Don't come near me.

Stay away.

-Don't be so bleeding stupid.

-She frightens me. -Shut up.

-She didn't frighten the geese, though.

-Doing fine.

-Aye, so far.

-[whispering] Stop it!

-What?

-You're doing it on purpose.

-What?

-Come on.

-Well, what you want me to do?

-Stop wiggling your bum at them!

-Well, that's how girls walk!

-No, they don't.

Tarts walk like that!

You're going to get found out if you carry on like this.

Pack it in, will you?

-Why?

-Because I don't like it.

-Well, it helps me.

-Helps you what?

-To pretend.

-You don't have to pretend!

You're with me now.

-[sighs]

Do this up for us, will ya?

-Pack it in, will ya?

[overlapping yelling]

And take my mother's dress off!

[rattling on cannister]

-We're gonna [indistinct], you know that?

She's going to go berserk when she sees this.

But [indistinct] ain't helping; he's encouraging him.

We've gotta be careful.

Oh. [sniffs]

Oh! [spits]

[beating on cannister]

-What do you reckon?

-Drop them all.

-That's it.

That's it.

-[man] Lovely.

Blakey, if you take one, two paces back....

and a little in, that's right, and put it-- yeah,

and put it down there.

No, no, not that one!

No, the one in your right hand.

Now, if you both move back six paces, I think.

I'll tell you when to stop.

Lovely, right.

Stop there.

-Lean to me.

Lean to me.

That's good.

There we go.

You're going to look gorgeous.

You're going to look wonderful, so pretty,

just like the rawney.

Prettier than the rawney.

There we go.

Put your hair out a bit.

You look lovely.

On we go.

♪band plays traditional music♪

[laughter]

[overlapping chatter]

-[gasps]

[laughs] -[woman] Congratulations.

-Can we-- can we put it on the table?

Thank you. -[woman] Yes, I will.

-Thank you. -Excuse me.

Oh, incidentally, I've got something for you.

Here.

♪band plays upbeat traditional music♪

[revelry and laughter]

-What's the matter?

-I've had no blood.

-You mean you're having a baby?

-I think so.

-Does that make me a dad?

-You won't leave me, will you?

-I've got nowhere else to go but you,

Jessie.

Baby's just going to be more company for us, ain't it?

-[Simon] Rawney?

-[Tom] Simon...

Please.

Look it has to be a secret, Simon.

Please, you can keep a secret for me,

can't you?

Simon, come on.

Come here.

Come here.

Simon, it's all right. -No!

-It's all right, Simon. -No!

-It's all right, it's all right! -No!

-[Jessie] Tom!

Tom, where are you?!

Damn it!

-Has he come up yet?!

-Oh, please, for God's sake!

-Simon!

-Tom!

-Has he come up yet?! -[Jessie] Tom!

-Simon!

Simon!

-Look!

[thunder crashing]

-[Elle] [distant wailing] No!

No!

[sobbing]

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

[overlapping shouting]

Leave me!

Leave me!

Leave me!

[indistinct shouting]

Give me him back!

Give him back!

No!

No!

Leave me!

You bastard!

You bastard!

-Ellie, Ellie!

-[wailing and sobbing]

[growls]

[spits]

-[crying softly]

-I have things to say to you, Ellie, that come hard with you

sitting there hating me like you do.

I don't blame you.

I've always looked after you, haven't I?

You and the boy.

You've never gone hungry.

Ellie, you've got to talk.

You'll go mad if you don't talk about it.

I never did him any harm.

He was born.

-Why?

-Because you dance so well.

Thank you.

All these years, you've never told anyone,

have you?

You never even cried out when Simon was born.

You want a drop of this?

God's punishment.

-Just go to your bed, Darky.

I've got no need for you at the moment.

-I don't know what to say to you, Ellie.

What do I say?

Why did you spit at Jessie?

She's got nothing to do with Simon.

-The only decent thing that ever came from you was Simon.

-♪mournful chanting in foreign language♪

-[woman] [moaning]

♪suspenseful music♪

[screaming]

-God, you-- you mad bitch, I'll kill you!

[gunshot]

-[screams]

-Well, don't just stand there!

Let's get out of here!

-Well, what are we going to do with the bodies?

-Chuck them in the river.

-All I'm asking for is to be left behind.

-Look, Jake, eventually they're going to miss them,

and then they're going to come looking for them.

What do you think they'll do to you when they find them?

-I parked my van in the trees.

They'll never fine me.

-Oh, don't be dull.

-Now, look, Darky, my mind's made up.

I'm running no more.

I'm too old.

I'll just keep my head down and the war'll pass over me.

You're gonna cross the plains, aren't you?

-Well, I haven't got any choice, do I?

-The plains is easy, Jake.

It's the mountains you've got to know.

I was born up there.

-[Jake] I'm too old.

-[Darky] Well, please yourself.

-Daddy.

-[Darky] What about you?

Do you want to come with us?

-[Stanley] No, no.

I'll take my chances with the army.

And don't you worry about old Jake.

We should be all right.

I mean, what can they accuse us of?

-I'm sorry about this.

-Oh, it's just the war.

They're nice, aren't they?

-Stop keeping bloody looking for her!

We don't want her!

She's a curse!

[gunshot]

-Wah!

-[Darky] Jessie!

Jessie, come here!

Come here, you silly girl!

-Jessie?!

[overlapping yelling]

We don't want her!

[distant gunfire]

[overlapping yelling]

-[retching]

-You reckon she's all right?

-I don't know.

She won't let me get near her.

-[indistinct] cow.

-Is she like this every morning?

-Lately, yeah.

-[indistinct] in the mornings.

-What are you trying to say?

-[laughs] I'm not trying to say anything.

-Listen, man, if you've got something to tell me,

you'd better tell me.

-I think I'm only trying to tell you what you're telling

yourself.

-Oh, leave off.

No one's been near her.

Have they?

-I don't know.

-Did she go to town?

-Mm, she went to the horse race.

-Nah. -Nah.

It's got to be one of ours.

-You haven't been having a dabble, have you?

-Oh, come on.

-Weasel?

-I don't think so somehow.

-Chopper?

-Eh.

-Blakey?

-What, with [indistinct] about?

-No.

Oh, shit.

That's all we need.

-Well, look on the bright side.

At least you're gonna a grandad.

-Listen, now, if it ain't nobody else,

it's got to be my brother.

-Yeah.

-The dirty bastard!

-No!

No, we can't do it now.

We've got to keep on the move.

We'll get him later, all right?

-Tonight? -Yeah.

Okay, okay, we'll see him tonight.

-Hey, I want to have a talk to you.

-What about? -In there, come on.

-What's trouble?

-I want to have a little talk.

No, no, don't go, Jessie.

This concerns you.

How long has this been going on?

-What are you talking about?

[slam] -Bastard!

[grunting and yelling]

For God's sake!

Aggie, for God's sake!

[indistinct shouting]

-What the fuck have you told him?

-I'll cut your fucking liver out!

-It wasn't him, it wasn't him!

-You're pregnant, Jessie!

It must have been him!

-You bastard, Dad!

You bastard!

-Now go on, tell him who the real dirty bastard is and leave

me alone!

-You've got to tell us, Jessie.

Your dad's gotta know.

-You want to know who the father is?

I'll tell you.

It's Simon!

He raped me!

-I don't believe it.

-I do, I do.

It's a curse.

You're not having that kid.

You know that, don't you?

-I fucking am!

-Don't be a soppy cow!

It's a curse!

-Oh, no.

No, don't look at me, Darky.

Sod that.

I'm not getting involved.

-You can't let me down now.

-Look, I've-- I've never done it.

I-- I don't know how to do it.

Look, just get somebody else.

-I'll kill you before you have that kid,

you hear me?

-[Elle] Who's that?

-Ellie, I've got to talk to you.

-[Elle] Go back to bed.

-I've got to talk to you.

-[Elle] You're not coming in.

-Jessie's having Simon's kid.

Did you hear me?

It's true.

-Who said it was Simon's? -Well, she did; Jessie.

-Oh, piss off, Darky.

-Come, now.

[whispering] I know it's Simon's.

It is Simon's!

Look at the way they was dancing together at the wedding.

It's a curse.

We've been cursed ever since that--

-Don't you dare.

Simon was never a devil's child.

-He was a punishment.

-For you maybe.

Not for me.

-You've got to get rid of it.

-Simon's child?

Why should I?

-They're brother and sister.

He raped her!

What do you think's gonna come of that?

-She says he raped her, does she?

-You've got to rip that curse out of her.

-Only if you give me Simon back.

-Simon's dead.

-I'm not going to help you, Darky.

Not unless you give me Simon back.

Don't expect any pleasure from me,

Darky.

It's your seed I want, not your passion.

-Well, are you going to do it?

-What's it to you?

-Look, if you do, wait until the mountains.

It will kill her traveling like this.

-That's up to Darky.

Talk to him.

-What are you saying to her?

-I was trying to talk some sense into her.

-Well, mind your own business.

-Listen, if you do it now, you'll kill her.

Women are delicate, for God's sake.

-Listen, the longer that thing is inside of her,

the longer the devil's got a hold of her,

right?

What are you gaping at?

Come on, let's get moving.

What are you telling me?

That you loved Simon, did ya?

-No.

But I'm going to love the kid.

-You're not having the kid.

It'll be simple.

-He don't have to be.

A lot of simple people have bright kids,

very bright kids.

She's not sticking anything up me,

Dad.

She's not cutting nothing.

-She don't cut nothing.

All she does is washes you.

It's just, you know, soap, that's all.

-I don't care what you say, Dad.

I'm having this kid, all right?

All right?

[thud]

[groaning]

-[groaning]

-How long is it going to take?

-Depends.

It could be a couple of hours, could take days.

Her being so young, she'll hold onto it.

We might have to do it again.

-Again?

-Might do.

-Tom.

-Do you want to come?

-[Jessie] How?

-Just get your clothes, let's go.

-Tom, I'm going to lose the baby.

-[Tom] Come on.

-It always comes out wrong, you ever notice?

-Can't say as I have, no.

-Well, that's 'cause you're not cursed.

-Oh, Christ, here we go again.

-It's true.

I'm cursed.

I've been cursed ever since I let that rawney in.

-You never let her in; I did.

-Well, you're cursed, then.

Cursed with me.

Hah!

I should have married you.

Could have done.

Everything would have been different.

-Don't talk bollocks.

-Hey, Darky, get over here, quick!

-What's happened?

-Some geezer's just run off with Jessie.

-What?!

-[woman] He just whipped her up and rode off with her!

Look!

-But who was it?! -The devil!

-Jessie!

Jessie!

Jessie!

Jessie!

-We lost him.

It's too dark.

-[Darky] [crying]

-[Jessie] [groaning]

Tom, we've got to stop.

Tom, please.

-[Tom] What is it? -It started.

-It's okay, it's okay, it's okay.

Come on.

-[whimpering]

[horses galloping]

-It's okay, baby.

-Tom, I'm gonna lose the baby.

-No, shh. -I know I am.

I know I'm gonna lose the baby.

[crying] I'm gonna lose the baby.

I don't want to. -Shh.

Shh.

Jessie.

It's all right.

Let me take the pain.

Let me take it for both of us.

Come on, it's over now.

-[crying]

-[whispering] Okay, okay.

Wait here.

-[man] How right.

How very, very right.

I've thought about you so often.

How wonderful you've survived.

God is just after all.

What an extraordinary coincidence.

Have a drink.

It's extremely good apple brandy.

I think you should.

Would you like a drink, young lady?

-It's Stanley's brandy.

-Stanley?

How ironic.

The only wound I received in the whole of this ridiculous war is

from a stupid little boy who was too frightened to stand up and

fight.

Go on.

Get in.

-Tom!

Tom!

[groans]

[gunshot]

Tom!

-Look, I've got Jessie!

What's the matter with you all?!

-Jessie...

Jessie.

-Don't come near me.

That's right, you bastard.

It's gone.

-It was all for the best!

-Come on.

Come on, then.

-[groans]

-[man] That's it, my love.

-What are you?

-Don't threaten me, Darky.

I've only got one thing of yours,

and you'd already lost her.

-What about the magic?

Oh--

oh, I've had it.

I've just had it.

I've had it with this.

I really have had it!

-Who is he, then?

-He's a soldier.

-Oh, Jesus Christ, Jessie!

You can put the whole tribe at risk doing that!

-Well, he came himself.

I never brought him.

-No, but you didn't stop him.

-But I love him, [indistinct].

-[laughing] Well, yeah, yes.

-Have you got any clean linen in case she bleeds again?

-Oh, yeah, um...

Ah, the only clean thing here is Darky's shirt.

Here, rip that up.

-Uh, look, she is going to be all right,

but it's gonna take her some time to get over this.

You know that, don't you?

She'll need plenty of care.

What are you two going to do?

Hey, you all right?

-What are we gonna do?!

We'll never outrun 'em.

-Dad...

you're needed.

Look.

-Oh, shit.

-[Jessie] Dad, get up.

Get up.

Get up.

Come on.

Are you all right?

-Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm all right.

I'm all right, yeah.

The kids, collect all the children, right?

Wag, get all the diesel.

Clancy, you give him a hand.

Everybody, give your diesel to Wag.

Victor, come prepare the horses.

-What do we do?

-Head east to get clear of them, then turn back north and get to

the mountains and just sit it out untill it's over.

Do your best to link up with other people,

anybody with kids.

Just follow Wag.

He knows what he's doing.

-Hang onto this.

Look, don't let anybody know you've got it.

-When will I see you again?

-Don't worry about me.

Just look after yourself.

-Keep it sharp and mind your fingers.

Go on.

-How long do you reckon we can hold up an army?

-Oh, God knows.

Come on, we've got to try. -Yeah, yeah.

[heavy gunfire]

[explosion]