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Oh, boy.

Do I love worms.

Here goes.

Down the hatch.

Oh, yum.

Sam wants one too.

Yum, yum.

Yummo. Do you want one? Yes.

Of course you do, you grubby little feral.

Eat up.

That's the way.

Hey, what are they doing to Banjo?

Hey! What are you doing?

They're making me work.

He was starving. Can't you ferals afford to feed him? Say your prayers.

Where's the norms?

Doesn't matter.

There they are!

Stop right there!

You think you're funny, do you?

I'll show you funny.

in there, boys.

Watch out for my snakes.

Her snakes?

That's Abby's grin.

Abby, you reckon she's a bit strange?

A bit strange?

Ryan and Sam set us up. Yeah, got us a beauty.

Do you reckon there are really snakes in here?

Maybe.

Snots. Where the heck did you get that?

about the snakes?

I've never seen a bone like this before. I'll leave you to it, shall I? Looks

like a human bone.

What have you got there, snobs?

Quit playing with snobs and let's get out of here.

Here's another one.

Maybe this is an old cemetery.

If it was, would you like some kid digging you up? Let's get out of here.

Abby doesn't have a granddad.

Maybe it's him.

Maybe her gran killed him and buried him.

You rock your head. Abby's got to see this. I'll go get her. You stay here.

There's snakes here and dead bodies. Well, someone's got to guard this stuff.

He's chicken snob. Stay with him.

Keep the boogeyman away.

Your owner's lost his marbles.

I nearly busted the glass.

You've got to come see something.

Come. I'm practicing.

It's really weird.

Hang on.

She's really starting to get the hang of it.

It's called applying yourself, Charlie.

Snap.

A cemetery and a garden? Why else would bones be there?

What are you doing here? You're supposed to be protecting this bike.

And what are you doing here? You're supposed to be protecting the bones. Sam

Ryan and eight really enormous kids showed up and they took them. We had no

chance, did we?

Sam and Ryan haven't got eight friends.

Shut up. So there aren't any bones to see?

I'll get back to my clarinet practice.

I'm sad I could have a whole new wardrobe if I take the old stuff down to

charity bin. It's going to be so many trips.

So boring.

Oh, well.

Bye.

You can't stay away from Marion, can you? Can you never learn?

Oh, hi.

I just went out to visit Brooke for a few minutes.

Save it, Missy.

We know what you were doing. I'm very disappointed in you. Despite everything

we've said to you, you were with that feral boy again. There's nothing wrong

with him. Abby, you're just going to have to trust their judgment on this.

can't reason with her. I've tried too many times and I've had enough of it.

Look at this. You will do anything you can to deliberately disobey us. We can't

get rid of that boy, but we can control you.

You're going away to boarding school.

Oh, don't look so surprised. You know how many chances you've had.

Can you put a lock on that window, please?

Dad, you can't let her do it.

Please?

I've got to get into talking.

So, what were their names? Who? The eight really enormous kids that were

Sam and Ryan. Sam and Ryan don't have eight friends.

Shut up!

Hey!

What was that all about?

The bus.

No, he had a bath last week. How many times have I told you? Abby can come

here, but you're not to go back to her house.

Let alone climbing in and out of her window.

But... Abby's mother's looking for any excuse to get rid of us. I don't want

giving her one.

You can stay and help me around camp for the next few days. I don't want you out

of my sight.

But it's the weekend.

Bad luck.

You can't say you weren't warned.

They're human.

Double yuck. Guess where they came from.

I don't care.

Marion dug them up in Abby's Grand's garden.

Who says they're human, Marion?

As if he'd know.

He may be an idiot, but he's not stupid.

You only bury dead human.

We buried our dog.

Pretty massive dog.

Okay, what exactly are you going to do with these bones?

That's the best bit.

We're going to use them to get Marion and Abby into heaps of trouble. How?

Dunno yet.

Oh, but they're going to be in so much trouble.

The whole weekend?

Yeah. So you've got to go get those bones back from Sam and Ryan. Why? What

you going to do with them?

My history book says that there was this famous bushranger that went missing

around here. If they're his bones, they could be valuable.

See, Spike?

Those are my bones. Get them back. Okay.

You might need Snobs. Take him with you.

Come on, Snobs.

How are you going to get them back?

They're his bones. Let him get them back.

But you just said... I know. I almost believed me too.

What are you up to? Knocking.

Why? Your bedroom's bigger than mine. You're getting it when you go to

school.

Exhausted. My new wardrobe better be worth it.

What's wrong?

They're sending me to boarding school.

Not that you'd care.

Hey, of course I care.

Remember my cousin got sent to boarding school? They made her play hockey.

Think it's a joke. You don't care.

Hey, I warned you something like this would happen. That's right. Say I told

so. Typical.

Where are you going?

Where's Marion?

At home.

Why do people throw perfectly good food in the rubbish?

Do you think I'd be allowed to stay at the camp?

Why would you want to? They can't send me to boarding school if they can't find

me.

Rose and Tobar like me.

They'll let me stay.

Mrs Oakley. Abby!

I've got enough trouble with our kids without taking on one of yours as well.

beg your pardon? You heard.

What did you think you were doing? I won't go to boarding school. If you send

me, I'll run away from there too.

Go to your room!

Is Abby still going to boarding school?

Just take these out of the kitchen, will you, mate?

I told her I'd give this to her at the boarding school. Carly.

I should have known she'd run away.

You're never home. You don't know what she puts me through.

Okay, I'm sorry.

Threatening her hasn't worked. You're so quick to part an opinion.

Well, if you've got a magic solution, please, feel free.

It's like we can't live under the same roof anymore.

That's right.

And it's tearing the family apart.

I don't want that.

Mum?

Hi, sweetheart.

What do you want to say?

I don't want us to be torn apart either.

OK.

I've had a brainwave.

Now, you two, you need to spend some time apart from each other, right?

Why don't we ask Brooke's mum if Abby can stay with them for a while? Brooke's

not my friend anymore.

Okay.

For my next brainwave, how about Abby goes and stays with her grandmother for

while? I know you and your mum have got your differences.

But there's nowhere else for her to go.

Not without the whole town knowing.

All right.

Abby, you'd be happy to stay with your gran for a while?

Sure. But there must be some conditions.

Can we sort that out later? Just for now. Can we agree that we've all agreed

something for a change?

Yes.

Yes.

Right.

Yes.

You horrible little creature.

Are you still going to boarding school?

What do you care? I'm allowed to ask.

I'm going to stay with Gran for a while.

Oh, well, better than boarding school.

Remember my cousin who had to play hockey? She got fat legs.

Oh, well, I might still go to boarding school and get fat legs.

How? Why?

I'm on my last chance at grants. If I get into any more trouble, it's boarding

school.

Morning.

Thanks for this, Mum.

We wouldn't want the whole town knowing there's trouble in the family, would we?

Come in.

Wipe your feet.

All right.

What about these conditions Abby agreed to? Here?

She's agreed to all of them.

Anything else?

I don't think so.

Bye, sweetheart.

Be good.

I know you will, darling.

All right, all right. You're making the place untidy.

You've agreed to the Ten Commandments.

I will practice my clarinet one hour every day.

I will keep my bedroom spic and span.

I will avoid Marion Freeman at all times.

How are you going to do that?

Well, I have to.

I don't want to go to boarding school.

Good thing, too.

They make you play hockey.

Well, come on. You need to clear out your mother's old room. It's full of

newspapers at the moment.

I know how we can get them into trouble. How?

We can say that Marion and Abby reckon Abby's gran killed her grandad, buried

him, and beat through his bones.

Marion did say that.

Marion said what?

Maybe Abby's gran killed her grandad and buried him.

Marion hadn't thought of it. I would have.

Anyway, it's got to be a cinch to do.

Come on.

There you are. I've been looking everywhere for you.

Make it quick. We're in a hurry. Are you still going to get Abby and Marion into

trouble using those bones? What do you think we're in a hurry for? Get Marion

into trouble, but not Abby.

Please. Why?

Because if she gets into trouble one more time, she goes to boarding school.

Fair dinkum. Yeah.

Change of plan.

Forget Marion, we get Abby into trouble.

No, you can't. She's Marion's best mate.

Yeah. It'll serve her right to go to boarding school.

Don't do it.

Please.

Hang on. You hate her too.

How come you don't want her to go to boarding school?

Because...

Look, just because.

She's mad. She's a girl.

So, what's happening with my bones? Just leave the bones to me and snobs, okay?

Come on, snobs.

What do you fancy, snobs? The beach?

Or more rubbish bins?

Make up your mind.

Where's Marion?

Why, I'm better looking.

Don't make me puke.

Where is he? He's at home. He's not allowed out. Kizzy grounded him. You'll

to do that. Listen to me. If Abby gets into trouble once more, she'll be sent

boarding school.

And Ryan and Sam are deliberately trying to get her in trouble. How?

I don't know how exactly, but I know it has something to do with the bones

Marion dug up.

Come on, unless you want her to go to boarding school.

OK, Mrs Oakley's out.

You know what to do? Yep. Know how to spell all the words? Oh.

Good, because Abby's a great speller.

I'll meet you at the spot.

So did they say where they were going? If they'd said where they were going, we

wouldn't be looking for them.

Well, what do you think I am, an idiot?

You said it, not me.

Hello, Mrs Oakley.

Hello, Ryan.

Enjoying the weekend?

Yes, thanks.

I didn't know Abby's gran killed her grandad and buried him in the garden.

What on earth are you talking about?

It's what Abby said. Well, why would she say that? She and Marion Freeman dug up

some bones in her gran's garden. It's what she said.

But she knows her grandfather died of pneumonia and he's buried in the

And she doesn't see Marion anymore.

Well, I suppose I'd be pretty angry too if I was going to be sent to boarding

school.

Who told you about boarding school?

It's all over town.

Abby was making up.

I thought so.

Mrs. Wilson's a bit weird, but I knew she wouldn't kill anyone.

Bye, Mrs. Oakley.

All done.

Spell it right.

Yep. Get rid of the spray can. Yep.

Leave the bones there.

Nope. Why not?

Yeah. I didn't say to leave the bones there. You're hopeless.

The bones have to be there.

We can't have them.

Go back and put them there.

Go!

Oh, no. What do we do?

Look in their garage. See if there's something to get it off with. No. Go and

look for Abby's mum.

Stop a senior.

I'll look for Abby's mum. You look in the garage.

Why me?

Because boys know about garages.

I'm just not sure I can face her about this on my own, Simon.

Okay, thanks.

I'll meet you at home.

Okay? Okay.

To Abbey.

At boarding school.

Come on, Smalls, you've got some fast driving to do.

That'd be right. Leave me to do it.

Oh, no.

What's going on?

Perfect timing, Constable Stubbs. Someone left me a note that I can hardly

the writing. It's Oakley House.

Ah, spray -painted.

Spike. Brooke would have left that. Brooke Bellingham? Brooke wouldn't have

anything to do with you, you know that.

Not normally, no.

She hates my guts.

Exactly. It was Sam and Ryan.

Oh, stop it.

Brooke, Ryan, Sam, who else are you going to name? I have absolutely no idea

what they were trying to achieve, but I'm positive Marion was behind it. It's

nothing to do with Marion. He's at home, grounded.

Look, it was Sam and Ryan. Oh, whoever did this prosecuted.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go inside and ring my husband and warn him

that we have been the victim of the most tasteless practical joke.

Going too far this time, mate. What can I do to make you believe me?

Okay, what if Brooke Bellingham suddenly turned up out of the blue and backed

you up?

Constable, you got my message?

Did you tell them Ryan Sam did this?

Yeah, I live here now.

Hello, boy.

I'm not allowed to see you anymore.

Sorry.

I hope you don't think any

of this means I like you. I wouldn't spit on you if you were on fire. Good.

Just so we've got that straight.

Here they come.

I think it's best if they don't see me. I can't wait for them to see me.

Hello, Constable.

Is that feral in trouble again, is he? Mind if I ask the question?

What do you know about some bones being dug up from Mrs. Wolfson's property and

a message being spray -painted on Oakley's house?

Nothing, sir. That's the sort of thing ferals would do.

Yeah, okay, so how do you explain me finding these here?

You said you got rid of the can! I threw it away!

You said you left the bones there too!

I did. So how come they're back here now?

Well... Um... You might have a chat with both your parents, huh?

Can I snort?

How'd it go with those bones?

Satisfied? Am I ever.

How did you get them?

Took on Sam and Ryan.

Flattened them.

Then they got up, so I flattened them again.

This them?

This is them.

Reckon these could be the bones of that bushranger?

Well, according to my book, Giacomelli was shot by one of his own men around

here. They never found his body.

See? They are human bones.

We're going to be famous.

What are these?

They're the bones of a famous bushranger.

Goats ride horses and rob people, do they?

They're goat bones.

Some old Billy Carkton.