Original subtitles

[ SHEEP BLEAT ]

[ MAN SHOUTS ]

[ WHlSTLlNG, DOG BARKS ]

[ ENGINE PURRS ]

[Boy shouts]

[Whistles]

[ DOG BARKS ]

[Man shouts and whistles]

Henry, we've got a bolter.

- Henry, Tucker, go get it. - [Whistles]

Get down! Hold him!

Hold him. Hold him.

- [Dog barks] - HENRY: Good boy. Get down.

- Get down. - [Barks]

Hold him. That's it.

Good on you, boy.

Henry had a little lamb.

lts fleece was white as snow.

And everywhere that Dudley went...

..Henry was sure to go.

[ DAMP THUD ]

Mrs Mac, they're coming down for lunch soon.

WOMAN: Rightio, Henry.

Dudley?

Dudley? Where are you, boy?

Dudley?

[ METAL CLANGS SOFTLY ]

Dudley?

Dudley.

Dudley. Come out of there, Dudley.

[ DRlPPlNG ]

[ CHAlN RATTLES ] - Arggh!

- Uh, arggh! - [Roars]

- [Screams] - [Snarls]

WOMAN: Boys!

Angus, pull your head in.

- Henry. - [Breathes rapidly]

Boys...

lt's your father.

There's been an accident.

[Pants]

[ SHEEP BLEAT ]

City boy, eh?

- No. I grew up on a farm. - Oh, me too.

- Oh... - You alright, my friend?

- Need some fresh air? - Close it. Close it!

[ PHONE NUMBER BEEPS ]

[ OTHER PHONE RlNGS ] - WOMAN: Dr Kerry's office.

lt's Henry Oldfield. l need to speak with her.

She's in a session right now. Can I have her call you?

Please, please.

DRlVER: Nothing like it, eh?

God's green earth, all creatures great and small.

Alright, here we go.

- OK. - This way!

This isn't going to be like the salmon farm, is it, Grant?

Hey, those fish died free.

- Come on, possum. - Shh, shh.

What's that?

[ ENGlNE DRONES ]

Angus fucking Oldfield.

[ ENGlNE DRONES, SHEEP BLEAT ]

Ahh.

You'll wait for me, right?

lt's your money.

[Sighs]

[ METER CLlCKS ]

[ DOOR THUDS ]

Hello?

[lnhales]

[Exhales shakily]

WOMAN: Unless you fancy nostrils in the back of your head,

l'd not be moving if I were you.

Mrs Mac.

Bugger me days! Henry!

Oh, oh, oh!

[Chuckles happily] Oh. Oh.

Oh, don't worry. I haven't shot anyone since Christmas.

Oh, just wait until your brother sees you.

Yeah.

The Merino, the Romney, the Drysdale -

these names are whispered in the winds

that caress the rugged hills.

These names are shared in corners of the farmyard,

and these are the names that young men in the land recite

as they take themselves off at night.

But in the future, they will whisperjust one name.

The Oldfield.

Now you take it down and lead it round in front of the guests.

That's it. Stop.

They can touch it, slap a flank, feel the wool.

l'll take the other microphone, give it to anyone else who...

..has a question.

Get a prospectus on every seat and go up the hill and get the animal.

What are you doing here?

The lawyers have this under control, don't they?

What am I doing here?

Our family's been here for over a hundred years.

Our father was born here!

Our mother died giving birth to me here.

This is where I spent the first 10 years of my life!

And my therapist said I should come.

[Scoffs] Therapy?

So you're still funny about the sheep.

lt's not about the sheep. It's about other issues I need to resolve.

OK.

Maa!

Angus!

Come inside. I'll cut you a cheque.

WOMAN: That must be the laboratory.

- WOMAN 2: Careful! - There you go.

Astrid Rush.

WOMAN: Who'd hire her after that thing with the leeches?

[Takes photos]

- Your end? - Come and give a hand here.

ASTRlD: Careful!

Grant!

Shit.

Yeah, baby. Yeah!

- Go after him! - Oh!

Oi!

- Whoo! - MAN: Hey, wait!

Grant!

lt's alright. They'll never catch us. They're meat-eaters.

OK. What was 'one', Grant?

What? Um, "Get in unobserved."

Right, and what was 'two'? "Collect visual evidence."

Right. 'Three'?

"Get out unobserved"?

Yeah. And 'four'?

"Blow this whole fucking game wide open.

"Take the bastards under and go down in history

"as the two people with enough balls to save this country

"from genetically engineered devastation."

No, Grant. Four was, "Have a meeting about what to do next."

This is evidence, OK? lt's evidence.

Actually, that's probably highly toxic genetic material.

Fuckin' A!

[Whispers] Fuckin' A! And it's mine.

lt's ours. You and me, baby, all the way.

Yeah, Grant, about the "you and me" bit.

Now, I wonder if our relationship isn't kind of...

Shh!

MAN: He's around here somewhere.

- Go! - Grant, wait!

MAN: There he goes!

Oi!

- [Yells] [ GLASS SMASHES ]

Over there!

Where is he?

Bugger!

[Grant whispers] Oh, fuck.

Arggh!

[Grant screams]

Arggh!

Right.

That's for me and that's for you.

That'll buy you a lot of therapy.

Well, there's not much around here

in the way of your cappuccino culture.

But I'm sure Mrs Mac will do you a cup of tea

and an Anzac biscuit for the road.

That's it, then.

You got rid of all Dad's things.

Living in the past.

That's what's wrong with these bloody farmers.

You're now the owner of the biggest farm in the district.

What does that make you?

Up here's where the smart farming's done these days, Henry.

ls that what all that outside's in aid of?

People are interested in what l'm doing here, Henry.

lt's a whole new approach to farming.

lt's better for the animals, better for the farmers,

better for the consumer.

lt's an exciting time to be in the agricultural sciences.

And a profitable one.

More tea, Henry?

l think three's enough. l should get going.

That's a pity. You'll miss my rabbit pie.

And l'm making watercress for the Japanese.

Look - chopsticks.

He's quite the lord of the manor now, isn't he?

Uh, Angus was throwing this away.

l know your father would've wanted you to have it.

The Golden Shears.

Best shearer in the country, three years running.

Your father said you were a natural too.

l...l really can't see it on my coffee table.

You got what you came for, then?

Angus has got his deal.

Guess l'm done here.

l'm having the farm manager take you for a run up to the top.

But I haven't been up there since the accident.

l know. That's why you're going.

[ FOOTSTEPS APPROACH ] - Oh, here he is now.

Kia ora, Aunty.

HENRY: Tucker.

[Bleats]

TUCKER: Flash threads, bro. So, you a model now or something?

l'm doing l.T. lnternet stuff.

Oh. Nude modelling. [Laughs]

And you're manager now.

Well, your brother's hardly Young Farmer of the Year, is he?

Angus seems to think he's got a handle on things.

Look, the only thing he's got a handle on is his...

[Toots horn]

OK, farm boy, let's see your stuff.

Sure. OK.

Come on.

Yah!

What happened to you, darling?

Give us a hand, bro.

l...l just need to make a phone call.

Jesus, man. Just gonna shove her back over the fence.

[ PHONE NUMBER BEEPS ]

Oh.

Hey!

- "Hands up." - Hands up.

[Pants and gasps]

lt's OK. lt's OK.

l'll protect you from diseases.

[Sobs]

[Grunts]

WOMAN: Grant!

Grant!

ls this gonna take long? Because l've got a taxi waiting.

lf you fascists have hurt him,

l will organise the biggest sit-in this farm has ever seen.

Look, we don't know where your friend is, OK?

Maybe my brother could help.

- Brother? - Angus Oldfield.

l should've known you were an Oldfield.

l can see it in your aura.

l think that was just something he stepped in back there, eh?

- No, you have a very selfish aura. - What?

How would you like a taste of what you're dishing out?

Safety's on.

- What? - The safety's on.

Just... Yeah, on the other side.

Back a bit, and down.

Back and down. Up.

Here, here.

Here.

Here, here.

Here we go. Here. [Chuckles] Yeah, right.

[Sighs]

[Sobs]

[ SPORTS COMMENTARY PLAYS ]

[ WHlSTLE BLOWS ]

[ CLATTERlNG ]

[ DOOR OPENS ]

[Man screams]

Bloody his mum and them were there,

and they were, like, looking around at us...

What about me?

Can we give you a ride somewhere?

- Maybe to the car, so I can, um... - TUCKER: Organise your sit-in?

..wait for my...for Grant.

l'm Henry. This is Tucker.

- What's your name? - Experience.

Has been so far. [Chuckles]

So why were you gonna shoot me, Experience?

Because this farm subjects innocent animals

to cruel and sadistic torture.

- Because... - Smoke.

[Dog barks]

- You coming? - Um... Uh...

[ CHlLLlNG MUSlC ]

[ FOOTSTEPS APPROACH ]

Mike! Mike!

Oh, my God.

What?

The feng shui in this room is terrible.

[ THUD NEARBY ]

Anyone there?

Mike?

[Pants nervously]

[ HOOVES CLATTER ]

[Bleats]

[Snarls, bleats]

Oh, Jesus, man, it's not gonna bite.

[ THUD! ]

- HENRY: What's it doing? - What is wrong with you?

Ovinophobia, my... therapist calls it.

What's that?

Just a completely unfounded and irrational fear

that one day this is gonna happen!

[Sheep bleats fiercely]

Well, this happens when you run the most reckless

genetic engineering program in the Southern Hemisphere.

- Who'd engineer that? - Your brother.

[Sheep hits door and bleats]

[Screams]

Mike!

[ CLATTERlNG HOOVES, DOOR THUDS ]

[Bleats] [Experience shouts]

Come on, then, mutton chops.

Bugger me.

Oh... Oh...

[Bleats]

Shoot it again!

[ FLUlD GUSHES ]

That give you something to talk to your therapist about?

EXPERlENCE: Ugh! l'm gonna be sick!

[ EERlE MUSlC ]

[Sheep bleat placidly]

[Sheep bleat in distance]

Oh, shit!

[Speaks Maori]

Rattle your dags, Henry!

There we go. Good girls.

They're fine.

TUCKER: You get Henry. l'll start the car.

God, your chi is a shambles.

Huh?

Take a deep breath.

[lnhales, gasps]

You need to ground yourself.

You're a tree.

Come on.

[Sniffs]

A tree.

Your taproot extends down into the earth.

My... My what?

That's your base chakra.

Feel the energy drawing out of the soil.

Can you feel it?

Yeah.

- Really? - Yeah.

Come on, Henry.

The energy flows up into your navel chakra,

your solar plexus chakra, into your heart chakra.

lt spreads to your branches,

your twigs, your leaves.

You are a mighty kauri, commanding the forest.

Look with your third eye.

Totally relaxed.

[Tucker beeps car horn]

Get on the fuckin' truck! [Revs engine]

Nearly there, nearly there.

[Sheep growls]

[Snarls]

HENRY: Go! Go, go, go!

Watch out for the sheep.

Sorry.

- [Shouts] - What the hell's he doing?

The chainsaw!

[Tries to rev chainsaw]

ls it turned on?

Oh...

Prime it, prime it.

- What? - The pump thing.

[ CHAlNSAW REVS ]

[Snarls]

Ugh! Ugh!

[ HORN BEEPS ]

Fuck!

Sst! Sst! Ugh! Ugh!

Ugh! Ugh!

Oi, Henry!

- Are you OK? - lf it weren't for my gumboot!

EXPERlENCE: Who's driving?

- Jump. - BOTH: What?!

Jump off - now!

Jump off!

[Bleats]

Oh! Shit.

EXPERIENCE: Wow, what a beautiful view.

This is, uh, where...

l know.

This is what?

Ooh. Long way down.

l wouldn't want to fall off there.

This is where my father fell to his death.

Oh.

Sorry...to hear that.

Oh, a sheep.

ls that a good one or a bad one?

[Farts]

[Chuckles] Definitely bad.

No, it's not funny.

Animal flatulence is responsible for

almost half the world's greenhouse gas emissions.

lt's pure methane.

- The Kyoto Protocol... - Gyah!

What do we do?

Well, reducing carbon emission from industry is the first...

No, what do we do about raising the alarm?

My phone.

ls in the truck.

Tucker, what do you think?

Hoof it for the house, tell His Lordship what's going on.

ls it far?

lt's rough terrain, open paddocks, hot day, no cover.

Yeah, l'd say it's pretty far.

- With about 50,000 sheep in between. - Then what?

Then I get as far away from here as I can.

You still leaving?

l'm especially leaving.

EXPERlENCE: What if the sheep get down there before us?

Then Angus is gonna have some unexpected visitors.

[Snores]

Henry.

Well?

No sign of them. The others have gone out into the paddocks.

You cannot make a cup of tea in this country

without some do-gooder starting a petition

to have you do it their way.

You help me in the lab, and you get rid of that stuff.

[ CRASH! ]

[Barks]

[Continues barking]

Bloody animals.

- [Sheep snarls] - [Screams]

- [Growls gutturally] - [Continues screaming]

Baa!

[Sniffs]

[Snarls and continues sniffing]

[Toots horn]

You and your... your bloody four-wheel drives!

Think you own the road!

l do, actually.

Angus Oldfield.

What hole did you crawl out of?

WECA - the Whole Earth Collective, Aotearoa.

[Sighs]

l know all about your Frankensheep.

Mother Nature spent millions of years making sheep.

She doesn't need your help.

Don't talk to me about nature.

Man made sheep what they are today,

and l'm making them what they'll be tomorrow.

lf I was a sheep, l wouldn't be anywhere near you.

lf you were a sheep,

l'd have you ground up for dog food, you little worm.

- Now get the fuck off my land. - [Growls]

[Snarls] [Screams]

HENRY: They might come from anywhere.

TUCKER: And they might not. Calm down, bro.

So, this guy you're looking for - is he your boyfriend?

- My boyfriend? - Yeah. ls he your boyfriend?

Grant's part of our collective.

We're a non-profit cooperative

that shares information and resources

about environmental issues.

What were you and your boyfriend doing here today?

We keep hearing about some cowboy lab

that's flushing every animal research guideline down the toilet.

Scum like Astrid Rush and your brother

need to answer to somebody sometime.

For someone who likes animals, you don't like people very much, do

l would have thought that you, of all people,

would appreciate efforts

to deconstruct the colonialist, paternalistic agrarian hierarchy

that disenfranchises the tangata whenua

and erodes the natural resources of Aotearoa.

Learn all that at university, did ya?

Before you dropped out?

l didn't drop out, thank you.

l just missed exams while we were occupying a poultry farm.

And anyway, that's none of your business.

- [Groans] - Are you OK?

Rescue Remedy?

l don't need rescuing. I need Dettol and a sticking plaster.

No, thanks.

Fine. Suit yourself.

HENRY: Wait. We should stick together.

Tucker, l'm sorry. lt's my fault you got bitten.

Don't...worry.

lt'll be O...

Oh, fuck.

l'll get a tetanus shot when we get back, clear it right up.

But the sheep did that!

l'll get the vet to look at it. lt'll be fine.

[ OMlNOUS MUSlC ]

Oh, God. Here they come!

- [Sheep bleat] - Don't wait for me!

- l'm not leaving you behind. - What about the sheep?

- Well, fuck the sheep! - No time for that, bro. Go, go, go!

[Sheep bleat menacingly]

- ln here! - Not in there.

Why not? lt's been here forever. lt's empty.

No, it's not, bro.

This is your brother's laboratory.

- [Barks] - [Sheep bleat loudly]

You got a better idea?

Go home! Get! Go on!

[Henry opens door] Come on!

HENRY: Did you know about this?

TUCKER: I just thought they were playing with sperm or something.

[ SQUELCHlNG ]

Oh, God!

[Roars]

- Eugh! - TUCKER: Stand back!

Do it!

Tucker?

Jesus, are you gonna shoot me if I end up like that?

You're trespassing.

Taihoa, Bo Peep.

What is this?

l told you - agricultural science.

This isn't science. The sheep are revolting.

Aren't they?

Now, Henry...

Hey, hey. Hey.

l'll take that as your resignation.

- What would Dad say about all this? - He wouldn't say anything.

He'd have been knee-deep in mud with his hand up a sheep's arse.

Your father was 10 times the farmer you are!

My father fell off a cliff chasing a wool-blind ewe.

[Growls]

Angus, there's something wrong with the sheep. They attacked us.

Oh, nonsense.

Your brother's clearly one of these lunatic greenies.

Tucker, show them your foot.

Foot?

Henry, I simply won't allow you to disrupt things today.

What are you going to do about it, eh?

[Moans]

Whatever I have to.

Angus, are you nuts?

There's a lot riding on this, Henry.

l told you - it's going to be very profitable.

[Moans]

Get out of here! Do something! Get out of here!

- What?! - Move your arse!

Henry, come on!

Stop!

[Sheep bleat]

This way.

[Sheep bleat]

EXPERlENCE: Eugh!

ln there.

Eugh! What's down there?

Look at them, Angus!

Look at you -

the fifth-generation farmer's son who's scared of a few sheep.

You do need therapy.

lt's no deal, Angus.

We have a contract, Henry. lt's done.

Not with all this going on.

- [Cries out] - Henry!

Help me!

Help me, Angus.

HENRY: Angus!

l'm your brother.

That's the thing about farms, Henry.

Accidents happen.

- Look, let me go. - No.

No.

- Arggh! - Oh!

Oh!

[ SQUELCHlNG ]

[Both gasp and gag]

Oh, my God.

- Are you OK? - I'll never be OK ever again.

- What's that? - Geranium.

Aromatherapy for uplift and hormonal balance.

Do your hormones really need balancing?

Considering l've been attacked by genetically engineered monsters,

jumped off a moving vehicle,

been chased across a paddock, dragged into a torture chamber,

piled into a mountain of rotting flesh -

yes, my hormones need fucking balancing.

- Working yet? - Uplifting at any moment.

- Where are you going? - There are caves near the woolshed.

lf this is part of the same system, we can walk right under the sheep.

Right.

All he had to do was leave.

Why wouldn't he do that?

What happened to those idiots l sent to collect you?

- Oh! - That looks anomalous.

What it looks like is the spontaneous cellular transferral

we've been trying to achieve for months.

Oh, possibly not so spontaneous.

- What's going on? - Uh, nothing.

He'll be out for a while.

Where's your brother and that girl?

Oh, don't worry. They're gone.

Well, I don't know what they're on about.

The sheep. Really!

There's too many people running around here today.

One of those greenies bit me on my way up the hill.

- Bit you? - Mmm.

Looked like he hadn't bathed for months.

Hmm. You might need a shot.

Well... I want this place secured.

Yeah, I have something l need to observe here,

but I'll be down presently.

No. Stay here.

Stay here? I need to present my work.

Look, the last thing I need is someone with your reputation

prancing about the place.

My reputation didn't seem to bother you

when you needed someone to kick-start this venture.

Or when you wanted to pursue some...personal interests.

Baa!

Now, I was just coming up with solutions that you hadn't thought of.

Now, I'll send someone up for the animal.

You lock this place down and stay out of the way.

What about that shot?

Put a plaster on it. l'm sure you'll be fine.

The amount of bad karma your brother's generating,

he'll probably come back as a sheep.

l don't want to think about what Angus has been doing.

Using your father's legacy

as a testing ground for vile experiments on animals.

Experience!

- What was all that about a deal? - Huh?

What are you here for today?

l sold him my share of the farm.

l thought if I could come back here

and resolve things with him, l could move on.

But these are your roots.

l know.

[ SHEEP BLEATS ] [Cries out shrilly]

[Henry pants and flicks lighter]

There's something in here.

There can't be. Well, they'd have to...

[ SHEEP BLEAT, LOUD THUD ] ..jump.

Come on.

Shit!

l have to get out of here.

- Down here. - No. No way.

lf it's a way out, we're there.

lf it's not, we're there forever.

[ HOOVES CLATTER, SHEEP BLEAT ]

You go first.

lt shouldn't be too far.

Keep moving.

[Gasps] I can't.

You can.

Look, you're a tree.

Tree?

Feel your roots in the ground.

- Feel your, um... - Chakra.

- Chakra. - My base chakra.

Drawing energy from the ground...

OK, I feel it.

There. You relaxed.

l relaxed.

[ DlSTANT SNORTlNG ]

Don't get too relaxed.

[ VISCOUS GNASHlNG ] Go!

Go!

- Hurry up! - l'm hurrying!

[Henry grunts]

- Don't stop! - lt's opening up.

[Grunts]

l'm stuck.

[Grunts]

[Pants]

[Bleats and shrieks]

l was wrong about your aura.

Really?

l said it was selfish,

but now I think it was something you stepped in.

[Half-laughs]

This way.

MRS MAC: "'Address to a Haggis'.

"Fair fa' your honest, sonsie face

"Great chieftain o' the puddin-race!

"Aboon them all ye tak your place

"Painch, tripe or thairm..."

[Sighs]

Oh, hello, dear. Did you see Henry up the hill?

Uh, no.

No. I think he's gone.

Oh. Really?

l thought he would have at least said goodbye.

Well, you can't tell what Henry will do.

Can you? Hmm.

[Pants] lt's all his bloody fault.

He had his money - good money.

My money. Little baa-stard!

HENRY: Up here.

This is how I remember it.

lt's beautiful.

Better hurry.

[ DlSTANT WHlRRlNG ]

What's that noise?

Somebody's shearing.

[ WHlRRlNG CONTlNUES ]

[ ANlMALlSTlC SNUFFLlNG AND SNORTlNG ]

EXPERlENCE: Hello?

[Creature growls menacingly]

Oh, God, no.

[Creature sniffs and slavers]

Grant?

[Growls]

- [Roars] - Ugh!

What's happened to you?

Grant, it's me, Experience.

[ SHEARS WHlRR ] Hey!

[Howls]

- EXPERlENCE: Henry! - [Roars]

This way. Come on.

HENRY: Round here.

EXPERlENCE: He's coming!

HENRY: Go!

HENRY: Oh, shit!

Grant...what's that on your face?

- [Growls] - ls that blood?

Have you been eating meat, Grant?

Was it even organic?

[Burps]

So...that's your boyfriend?

l knew you liked animals, but I didn't think...

He's my boyfriend.

Something must have bitten him.

Do you mean...

..like Tucker?

The amniotic fluid should work as an attenuated vaccine

on the mutated cells.

[Grunts] What's going on?

Tell me how you feel.

Sore. ltchy.

My...my skin feels really tight.

- Go on. - [Yells]

No, no, no, no, no.

No, wait.

[Shouts]

- ANGUS: Right. We're off. - Oh, OK. Rightio. Thanks very much.

- Oh, hello. Thanks for coming. - MEN: Konichiwa.

We're starting it now.

We're about to kick off.

[Grunts] Alright.

There's my girl.

- [Roars] - [Shrieks]

[Pants excitedly]

[Roars]

- Arggh! - [Giggles]

[Groans] Oh, shit!

Angus won't be selling many sheep if he turns into one, will he?

He might need that shot after all.

You're a very lucky young man

to be witness to a new scientific frontier.

l have a small errand to attend to,

and then I think we might try and replicate the effect on you

with some of these cultures I have.

Meantime...

..you rest up.

[ MlCROPHONE FEEDBACK ]

Konichiwa. Guten Tag.

Kia ora. G'day.

This land was carved from virgin bush by my great-great-grandfather

more than...

..100 years ago.

My family have sowed their seed here since that time.

But now I have a dream for the future.

l dream of sheep.

[Sheep bleats boisterously]

[Chuckles]

[Bleats]

Oh!

[Bleats]

Oh! Oh!

[ BLEATlNG CONTlNUES ]

The Merino, the Romney, the Drysdale.

Excuse me.

[Pants]

[ SHEEP BLEAT NEARBY ] lt's not far.

lt's just a quick trip... through the trees.

[ BLEATlNG ] [Gasps]

[ BLEATlNG CONTlNUES ]

[ BLEATlNG ]

[ SQUELCH! SQUELCH! ]

[Groans]

[Screams] [ CHOMP! ]

These names are shared in corners of the farm...

[ BLEATlNG ]

These...these names are... [ BLEATlNG CONTlNUES ]

..the names...

[Crowd members giggle and murmur] [ BLEATlNG CONTlNUES ]

Well, time to meet the star of our show, I suppose.

l give you...the Oldfield.

[Onlookers murmur approvingly]

[Onlookers applaud]

[Bleats]

- Quiet now. - [Bleats boisterously]

[Bleats]

[ BLEATlNG CONTlNUES NEARBY ]

[ BLEATlNG CONTlNUES ]

[Whispers] Quiet now. Quiet, my pretty.

[ THUNDERlNG HOOVES lN DlSTANCE ]

[ BLEATlNG ]

[ BLEATlNG CONTlNUES ]

Oh, no.

[Sheep bleat] [People scream]

Perhaps it won't be that bad.

[Screams]

[Yelps]

Arggh!

[ FLESH TEARS ]

Easy! Easy! Easy!

[Woman screams]

Oh! [ CHOMP! ]

"Lo, on Mount Zion stood the Lamb, and with him 144,000..."

[Moans]

[Man blubbers incoherently]

[Man babbles]

[ COMMOTlON CONTlNUES NEARBY ]

[ BLEATlNG AND SCREAMlNG CONTlNUES ]

[Screams]

[Whimpers]

WOMAN: But l'm a vegetarian!

[Speaks German]

[ CHOMP! ] [Woman screams]

"lt is these who follow the Lamb wherever he goes,

"for they are spotless."

[ SCREAMlNG CONTINUES ] Help me! Help me!

[Both speak foreign language]

Take me up, O Lord.

Take...

[ HORN BEEPS ]

Henry! Just in time for dinner!

- Oh, my Lord! - [Screams]

Oh!

[Bleats]

- [Giggles nervously] - Yeah!

ANGUS: lt's OK.

lt's OK.

lt's OK, it's OK.

l know.

[Sighs] Yes, I know.

lt's OK. Yes, I know. lt's OK.

Let's make that phone call.

l think MAF, then WECA. Or WECA, then MAF.

Oh, someone must have one of the other phones off the hook.

Who else is in the...? [ GROWLlNG ]

[ FOOTSTEPS THUD ]

- Your boyfriend's back. - Jesus, Grant.

[Growls]

- EXPERlENCE: Henry! - MRS MAC: My shotgun's in the pantry.

Many's the meal l've made of wethers like you. You don't scare me.

[Growls]

What is that?

My haggis!

[Gnaws noisily]

Shells!

[Screams]

Shells!

[Whimpers]

EXPERlENCE: No!

What did you do?

- Ling gui ba fa. - Huh?

Acupuncture point.

Causes temporary paralysis.

Or coma if I did it wrong.

Did you?

He fell down, didn't he?

[ HOOVES THUNDER ]

[Sheep bleat]

[Sheep chew noisily]

We're safe.

We're trapped.

Let's make that call. Where's the other phone?

Uh, Angus's study.

Locked!

Here we are.

You're alive.

l pulled it from the wall.

What?!

l just thought, "Just keep a lid on things till it all blows over."

Business community don't receive this kind of situation very well.

They probably won't receive being eaten very well ei...

What are you doing in here?

You wouldn't understand.

l understand you've got a pretty fucked up idea of animal husbandry.

l'm taking back the farm.

Oh.

Golden boy thinks he can do better, does he?

You wouldn't know where to start.

Jeez, Angus, I couldn't do any worse than you.

No! Wait.

lt's...one of us.

lt's family.

What?

That's how we made the advances. Human DNA. Mine.

Ours.

You fucker!

Well, it's more of a sperm sample, really.

You wanker!

Necessity's the mother of invention.

You've been bitten.

- lt's nothing. Just some hippie. - You'll become one of them.

- A hippie? - No, Angus, one of them, only worse.

What are you gonna do, Henry?

Kill me?

l'm your brother.

EXPERlENCE: They're almost in!

MRS MAC: Upstairs, children!

Well?

The sheep are breaking in. They'll tear you to pieces.

Oh, I don't think so.

EXPERlENCE: Henry, hurry!

Goodbye, Angus.

[ GLASS SHATTERS ]

EXPERlENCE: Henry! Come on, now!

[Moans]

[Growls]

There's another fire escape around the back.

We can take Mrs Mac's car to town.

Look.

MRS MAC: Now, where does he think he's going?

The barn. His plane.

He can't leave if he's contaminated. lt could affect the whole country.

MRS MAC: Are you hurt, dear?

Grant.

Look, we don't know what will happen.

- We've seen what happens. - Stay calm.

You're a tree.

l'm not a tree, l'm a fuckin' sheep!

No. You're a man.

And your father would be proud of you.

Come on.

You two go. l'm staying here.

What are you gonna do?

l'm gonna stop Angus.

lf you see me again, you might have to...

No.

l still smell, right?

No, that's just your aura.

Well, how will you get across the lawn?

You don't have a hoof like Angus. They'll tear you to bits.

l'll blend in.

[Both munch noisily]

[Sheep bleat]

[Whispers] I am a sheep. l am a sheep.

[Gasps]

[Grunts]

- [Henry grunts] - [Sheep shrieks]

[Snarls]

l am a sheep.

Wait. You go to town.

Show me how to use this and I'll stay here.

Have you ever fired a gun before, dear?

Well, not as such.

Aim and squeeze, deary. That's all there is to it.

Besides...

..l'll talk you through it.

[ CAR ENGlNE REVS ]

[Laughs]

You know, this hurts me more than it hurts you.

[ GUNSHOT ] [Cackles]

We'll make a farm girl out of you yet!

[ GUNSHOT ]

MRS MAC: Whoo! Ha!

[ DlSTANT GUNSHOTS ]

[ PLANE ENGlNE SPUTTERS AND STARTS]

Come on.

Come on, darling.

[Groans]

[Chokes]

[Grunts and snarls]

Oh!

Oh.

[ TOOTH SNAPS ]

Huh.

[Growls and snarls]

Arggh!

[Angus grunts]

ANGUS: Oh! Arggh! Arggh!

Oh! Arggh!

[Screams]

[ SKlN STRETCHES ]

[Snarls]

Arggh!

[ LOW GROWLlNG ]

[Roars]

[Bleats]

Angus?

[Henry pants]

- [Angus roars] - HENRY: Arggh!

- [Angus roars] - [Henry screams]

Stop! Angus!

Look, we could have run the farm together.

lf you hadn't ruined everything. lf you hadn't tried to kill me.

- [Snarls] - Arggh!

And now it has to end.

- [Grunts] - [Angus roars in pain]

[Pants]

[Roars and grunts]

[Groans]

[Grunts]

[Roars]

[Angus roars]

[Bleats]

[Growls]

- Come in. - [Barks]

- [Growls] - Speak up.

- [Barks] - Hold him, boy.

Hold him.

Hold him, boy.

- Get down. Get down! - [Barks]

[Growls softly]

Hold him. [ PLANE ENGlNE RUMBLES ]

Hold him, boy.

[Growls]

[ CAR HORN BEEPS ]

[ THUD! ]

Tucker, you're OK.

What is that?

Just a little something l picked up in the lab.

Should clear up your worms, fix your flystrike too.

[Laughs]

Anyway, pull your finger out. We've got work to do.

Right.

- [Whistles] - [Sheep bleat]

Hold 'em, Dice. Hold 'em. Good dog.

[Barks]

[Sheep bleat]

How much of that stuff is there?

Not enough for all of them.

[Sheep fart]

Strewth!

Angus, it's over.

No. This is just the beginning.

- Come back! - [Sheep bleat loudly]

Mmm, my babies.

- Have me again. - [Sheep bleats]

- [Growls] - [Screams]

- [Angus screams] - [Sheep chew]

[Sheep fart]

Eugh!

Methane.

Get up behind!

[Farts loudly]

Last one.

There's a nice bit of wool on that, actually.

Reckon we should hang onto this one?

- He's a bit toey, but. - Could make good eating.

This is for you.

What do you reckon, boss?

Organic farming?

Nothing but trouble, this modern stuff.

Betterjust to stick with the way we've always done things, eh?

[Whimpers]

[Sobs]

[Despairingly] l've eaten a rabbit...

Blanket, dear?

Let's see how we go, eh?

[Sobs incoherently]

Snack?

- What are they? - Mountain oysters.

Well, I do eat a bit of seafood.

No.

- Mmm, it's good. - Oh, course it is, dear.

[Whispers] You know you're eating sheep's balls, don't you?

Don't waste it.

[All laugh]

Who's hungry, then?

EXPERlENCE: No, seriously, you could have an organic compost heap,

or a worm farm.