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Hello.

When I think about that time,

it's not the heat, the dust, the nuns,

or even the boys I remember,

so much as a sense of anticipation,

the constant belief that somehow I'd be saved.

I wouldn't say we had it bad,

since it was all most of us knew.

It was only there was something just out of reach,

and we might never catch up.

Lights out, boys.

May you be blessed

and sleep with God's benevolent grace.

Amen.

Sparks.

Well, I was born

In this lonesome place

I never saw

My mama's face

My daddy died

Someone's coming!

Raising hell

Rolling dice

In a prison cell

Ain't nobody

Knows my name

I'm a faceless figure

On a fast train

I'm aces high

In a deuces game

Ain't nobody

Knows my name

I don't remember who wrote "I love a sunburnt country,"

but I'd bet money they never lived out here.

Just look at it.

It's the definition of desolate.

This is where I lived most of my young years.

This is where I lived until, you could say,

I was rescued by a dream.

Ain't got a friend

The devil's waiting

Around the bend

These were my best friends: Spark, Spit and Maps.

My real name's Vernon, but they call my Misty.

No reason to go into that right now.

Today's the first of December.

The December boys please come forward.

They say the best place to start is the beginning.

So first off, you better know we were all orphans.

My name, my name...

Happy birthday.

Thanks, Sister.

Thanks, Sister.

Thank you.

Everybody ready?

For they are jolly good fellows

For they are jolly good fellows

And so say all of us

And so say all of us

It's about the smokes.

I told you she looks under the mattress.

I didn't put 'em there.

It's about mooning Willie.

Enter.

Come in, boys.

Father Scully, this is James,

Donald, Bruce and Vernon.

Better known as Maps, Spark, Spit and Misty.

They're our December boys.

Oh. Happy birthday.

Thanks, Father. Thank you, Father.

We have a little surprise for you.

Oh, it's a pleasant surprise.

A benefactor has left St. Gregory's a little money,

and I've decided to send everyone on a holiday.

As this is your birthday month,

I felt it only fitting you should be

the first to go. We're going on a holiday?

You'll be staying with Mr. and Mrs. McAnsh.

They're great friends of the church.

It's a town called Lady Star Cove.

It's a special place...

...on the sea.

On the sea?

Yes.

It could be that Our Lady interceded for you.

I had this spiritual antenna other people didn't have.

That's why I could see things no one else could.

When I looked at Our Lady, I knew.

I knew she'd chosen me for a special mission.

There's a light

Across the valley

There's a light

Under the sea Whoa!

But a brighter

A brighter light is shining

Inside you

Inside me

There's a light

Under the ocean

There's a light

Inside that tree

But a brighter

A brighter light is shining

Maps! Inside you, dear

Inside me

When the world hangs heavy on your shoulder

My little friend

Just seek inside yourself

And say, hey

Hey, there's a light

There's a light

Across the valley

Across the valley

There's a light...

It was more than being orphans that tied us together.

Or even our friendship.

It was like... destiny.

Draw swords!

We were even given the same birth month.

All for one, and one for all!

December boys! Inside you, dear

Inside me

The further we traveled

from what we knew, the more it seemed

like we were being pulled into another world,

a world where all the doors were open

and anything was possible.

Ladies and gentleman...

...jaw-clenching, perplexing,

death-defying act you've ever seen-- the Wall of Death!

The one, the only, the bravest man on two wheels,

Fearless Forte!

You all right there, boys?

Yes, Father.

Come along.

Come on, fellas.

Ah, right you are!

Welcome aboard!

Boys, this is Petty Officer Bandy McAnsh.

Father.

Petty Officer.

Oh, ah.

As you can see, all present and accounted for.

Boys, I'd like you to meet my lovely wife

and the skipper of this establishment,

Mrs. McAnsh.

Nice to meet you.

MRS. McANSH: Father, we thank God

for your safe arrival.

May His grace light your path

and give you the appropriate wisdom and joy

from your new experience.

Amen.

I knew there'd be a catch.

MRS. McANSH: Well, Petty Officer,

show the new recruits

to their quarters, and I'll finish in the galley.

Well, have fun, boys.

Thank you, Father.

Right. Step this way.

Welcome aboard.

All right, mateys.

Been a long day.

Time to settle down; everyone in bed.

And we'll let the Old Specific sing you a lullaby.

Good night, boys.

The ocean's loud.

I didn't think it'd be this loud.

Yeah. The Old Specific.

Hey, Spit. Have a look at this.

What's that?

I suppose you know you'll be going to hell?

Really?

Now I'll have company.

Knock it off, both of youse.

I'm trying to relax.

You hear that?

Is he coming?

Listen.

My arse is snoring.

Come on, mate.

Last one in's a rotten egg!

Really? Careful, you two, you can't swim.

Looks like you're the rotten egg, Spit!

Come on, Mist!

Come on, Misty! Come on! Come in!

Have a look at this!

Spark, come on!

Yeah, coming.

Hey! Hey!

Hey, fishing boat! Hello! Whoo-hoo! Hey!

Here! Hey, over here! Look!

Come on! Race you to the rocks!

Ah!

Whoo!

Ah!

Hey, fellas!

Somebody set themselves up.

Oh!

Check out the cordial.

Maps, they're somebody else's.

Don't take any.

Hey! Who wants a ride?

When I die and they lay me to rest

Gonna go to the place that's the best

When they lay me down to die

Going up to the spirit

In the sky

Going up to the spirit in the sky

Spirit in the sky

That's where I'm gonna go when I die

When I die

When I die and they lay me to rest

I'm gonna go to the place that's the best

Hey, guys!

What is it?

Find out!

She was the most beautiful woman

I'd ever seen, other than Our Lady.

Sleek as a seal.

Mind you, I hadn't seen nearly as much of Our Lady.

Sparks.

Come on. Sparks, get up.

Come on. Get up.

We heard you were coming.

I'm Teresa.

This was as close as I'd come to a religious epiphany.

But whatever ideas I had about becoming a priest

quickly climbed into the backseat.

How did you get these names?

We call him Spark

because he stuck a knife in a toaster

and nearly set the orphanage on fire.

And you? You are Spit?

My dad flew a Spitfire during the war.

And I'm a champion spitter.

And you, you like maps.

No, he's got a birthmark on his chest

shaped like Tasmania.

I'm, I'm all right.

If he doesn't want any, I'll have seconds.

And why are you Misty?

'Cause he's a waterworks.

Okay. I'm going now.

Fearless is home tonight.

Who's that?

That's Shellback.

He fishes for Henry.

Is Henry a person or a fish?

MRS. McANSH: O, my good angel...

...whom God has appointed my guardian,

watch over me during this night, protect me

from evil in my thoughts as well as my deeds.

In the deepest hour of darkness,

let your presence

lead the way to righteousness and goodness.

Boys.

God cares nothing for motorcycles.

Henry.

You're gonna get us in trouble.

I know how to ride one of these.

My dad had one, only bigger.

Bullshit.

Your dad died when you was three.

Get down.

Hey. Somebody say

you could climb up there?

We was just looking.

Is that what you call it?

We're here on holiday.

My dad had a bike just like this.

That so?

I saw you in the Wall of Death.

I saw you go through the fire and everything.

You must be about the best cyclist there is.

You boys like a thrill, do you?

Yeah!

Who's first?

I've been on a bike before.

I'll go.

Monday morning feels so bad

Everybody seems to nag me

Comin' Tuesday, I feel better

Even my old man looks good

Wednesday just don't go

Thursday goes too slow

I've got Friday on my mind

Gonna have fun in the city

Be with my girl, she's so pretty

Faster! Faster!

She looks fine tonight

She is out of sight to me

Whoo! Tonight, I spend my bread

Tonight, I lose my head

Tonight, I got to get tonight

Yeah!

Monday I have Friday on my mind

Do the Monday drag once more

Know of nothing else that bugs me...

At least someone's having a good time.

Rising moon and silver road behind me

And I do believe the sky's about to fall

Going where I know they'll never find me

All my sorrows gone, I'll try to lose them all

How ya going?

Gonna find a gypsy queen

Good night.

See you later.

Don't cry, Mama, for the things I've done

Mama, don't you cry for me

"How you goin'?"

You'll be up her like a rat up a drain pipe.

Come give us a go.

Why do we have to be stuck here?

That's easy. No, it's not.

I'm not stuck.

And I wonder as I go

Is there anyone alone?

Go.

Go.

The least you can do

is three cheers for the corpse.

Hip, hip, hurray!

Boys.

Thanks, Luce. Yeah, thanks, Lucy.

And that is the same sort of thing

that happened to Archbishop McDonald.

I was there in the church Sunday morning,

and come to the end of the sermon,

and he says, "Therefore, many are cold, but few are frozen."

And it was the middle of winter.

You know, it's good with Lucy around this summer.

Give Tess some girl company.

By the way, how's her father doing?

Mm... still looking for work in Darwin.

Five minutes to dinner.

Thanks, darling. Cheers, Teresa.

Hey, he just swiped your beer.

Ah, let 'em have their fun.

Wait for me. Wait.

I don't expect it's a picnic where they're from.

Oh, for all you hear,

it's not too bad out there.

They're well cared for.

Yeah, I'll bet they are.

I think I'll go and see if I can give the girls a hand.

Still, it's not the same as a family.

Indeed it isn't.

I think Tess blames me

for taking her away from her family.

Her country.

We were supposed to be starting our own out here.

You know, maybe it's the accident

that shook something loose.

Well, there's no substitute for family, that's for sure.

But you're not saying you're giving up hope.

No.

I'm not saying that.

It's just...

ah, you get to a point, you know?

You start to see things like they are.

Sure never pictured a life without kids.

The pity of it is,

there are children, just like those boys next door,

desperate for a good home.

And here you are, desperate for children.

Mm...

You got a point there, Father.

We want a kid... and they need parents.

We could just line them up

and pick which one we like the best.

Did they get you?

What happened?

My glasses got knocked off.

We saved you some.

No, I'm going to bed.

Come on, Spit.

Dad.

MRS. McANSH: Thank you, Vernon.

More tea?

Oh.

There you are.

I want you all to take notice

of how sharp young Vernon looks this morning.

Good on ya, son.

You all right?

If it's all right, I'd like to say grace.

That'd be lovely, Vernon.

O Lord,

we beseech Thee in Your wondrous grace

and thank You for the food we are about to receive.

Amen.

Amen.

I got you already!

You're It! No!

Hey!

Where is my precious Misty?

He's been adopted.

He was always the best of the lot.

Are you the one living in the cave?

I don't live there.

I just come up here to observe.

You can come up if you want.

You're one of them orphan kids.

Yeah.

What's your name?

Maps.

So, what are you observing?

You had a good look at these rocks?

I've seen 'em.

Haven't you noticed anything strange?

They are weird-looking.

There were left here by aliens.

Same as Stonehenge.

You ever heard of Stonehenge?

Kind of.

Well, it's the same.

When they come back, I'll be ready.

People from outer space?

Of course.

So I don't guess you've seen many women where you're from.

Nuns, m-most-mostly. Nuns.

Yeah, I seen some of those.

Want some? It's my last one.

By the way...

my name is Lucy.

Good to meet you.

Hey, wait up!

No! Dirty trickster.

Have a look at all this!

Huh.

Oh. Check out the net.

And this is a spear!

What do you reckon he does with this?

What the hell do you think you're doing!

Uh, we... we was just looking around.

Since you can see so well,

can you read that sign?

That's a heavy line you got there.

What are you fishing for,

Moby Dick? When it rains,

Spark's the best fisherman in Bible Creek.

You see a creek around here, boyo?

He's worried I'll catch Henry

before he does.

What do you know about Henry?

A fish is a fish.

Henry's the king

of fishes!

He's a masterpiece!

He was swimming in these waters long before you were born!

He's bigger and smarter than you'll ever be!

Get lost!

Can't I make a suggestion

without getting my bloody head bit off?

It's not a suggestion.

You gave up.

For Christ's sake, Tess,

listen to me.

All right, I'm not saying that we won't have a baby.

Okay? All I'm saying is that we should talk about

adopting one of those kids that needs a home.

I talked to someone at the archdiocese.

It's possible.

That's all I'm saying.

So...

you've decided.

No...

Tess... no...

Tess! You're not listening to me!

No! It's your fault I can't have babies!

Whoa! Look at that!

Oh!

Come on, put some more on.

You don't need any more yet.

She's getting naked!

Guys, wait, wait!

Wait. Go slow.

Quick, run!

I'll yell.

Misty, I know there's got to be

a very good explanation for that,

so why don't you come out and tell us what it is.

I promise nothing'll happen to you.

No.

Just remember, I'm the one who keeps you

from getting killed, and one of these days

we're all gonna be back at St. Greg's.

That's what you think.

MRS. McANSH: Silent night

Holy night

All is calm

All is bright

Round yon virgin...

Holy infant

So tender and mild

Sleep in heavenly...

Sleep

In heaven...

MRS. McANSH: Boys...

I have great news.

Father Scully's taking confession today.

Clean slate.

Just in time for Christmas, eh?

Great.

Beauty. Ripper.

Yeah, great.

Next.

Vernon.

What's troubling you, son?

Bless me, Father, for I have sinned.

How long is it since your last confession?

About three weeks.

I've had some unclean thoughts.

And I pulled a face at one of the sisters.

Is that all?

Not exactly.

Aw, come on, lad, I'm gonna need basting in a minute.

L-Let's say there was something you wanted.

You know, some-something you wanted more than anything,

a-a... and you had an advantage,

because the others don't know.

What's the point in giving it up?

I-I mean...

Look, I can't guess, son-- you're gonna have to tell me.

It'll ease your mind if you unburden yourself.

I heard something.

Can you tell what he's saying?

Something about...

big breasts.

What?

If you keep this knowledge to yourself,

are you being fair with the other boys?

I think you should tell them.

The burdens and the joys of this world

are always better shared.

Do you understand me?

I've got to share.

That's right.

Now, for your penance, you say five Hail Marys...

There's something else that happened last night.

Save it till next time!

I'm cooked!

O Hail Mary, full of grace...

It's time to come clean.

Get off me! My arm can't breathe!

Tell us or we'll flag ya!

Now, then...

I wouldn't want anything coming out of Spit's mouth

landing on my face.

I'll tell you!

Fearless and Teresa are gonna adopt one of us.

I swear.

Let him up.

I swear. When?

I don't know.

Before we leave.

They're gonna choose which one of us they like best.

Why would they want us? We're too old.

Speak for yourself.

We're not as old as you are.

Did they say who they want?

Oh. Where are the others?

I'm not sure.

My real name's Vernon.

You know, Africa is just over there.

Vernon, do you remember your parents?

I think I do.

But maybe it was a photo.

My dad was tall...

and tan.

And my mother had long, dark hair.

She was smiling.

They died in a car accident.

I don't know why I wasn't there.

Nobody ever told me.

If my parents were still alive,

I'd never let them out of my sight.

What's he doing?

That's Socrates.

Shellback says he catches fish and feeds them to the cats.

Have you seen him do it?

No.

But I believe a lot of things I can't see.

Me too.

You ever think about running away?

There's no place to run.

When I get 18, they make you leave anyway.

Like music?

So, what do you do for fun out there?

Uh...

when it floods, we can swim or go fishing.

We have a footy team

Long as I remember and a choir.

Rain's been falling down Can you sing?

Mm, not really.

Clouds of mystery pouring Try singing this.

I'm-I'm not good.

Confusion on the ground

Good men through...

Give it a go, and I'll give you a prize.

Trying to find the sun

And I wonder

Still I wonder

Who'll stop the rain

I went down Virginia La, da, da, da

Seeking shelter... Da-da

Da...

Shh. Listen.

...In a fable

I watched the tower grow

Five-year plans and New Deals

Wrapped in golden chains

And I wonder, still I wonder

Who'll stop the rain

What'd you think?

It was good.

That was your first kiss, I bet.

Heard the singers playing

How we cheered for more

I can teach you if you want.

The crowd had rushed together

Trying to keep warm

Still the rain

Kept fallin'

Fallin' on...

Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying

I'm a better rider than Fearless.

All I'm saying is that

what he does ain't as hard as it looks.

You're full of it.

You've never ridden a bike in your life.

It's all right to be jealous, Misty, my little mate.

Me and Fearless have something in common

that you'll never have.

Hey!

What was that for?!

Get back here!

I'll get you later, you little mongrel!

We've come to tell you, Vernon,

you're to be adopted.

You can stay here for as long as you like.

And now for some excellent cartwheels.

There's no good match.

A little ace, mac-- might decent grog.

Who do you think they'll choose?

I don't know.

Spit's clever.

He can fix most anything.

Misty's the youngest, and he's a good artist.

And Spark's got good energy.

He's the fastest, wins all the races.

What about you?

Aren't you good at anything?

I know it's not singing.

Well, I don't want to be adopted.

What's the big deal about parents, anyway?

Where have you been?

I think Skipper's dead.

What do you mean, dead?

Well, lads...

the, uh, Skipper's, uh...

a bit under the weather tonight, so, uh,

I suppose it'll be

bread and jam for tea.

Anyway, uh...

as the next highest ranking officer,

she has...

asked me to carry on.

I... think it's appropriate,

and not out of place, to, uh...

give you your Christmas gifts tonight.

Any objections?

No. No.

Right. Good show.

Merry Christmas.

Thanks, Bandy.

Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas, Bandy.

Merry Christmas. Merry Christmas.

And Merry Christmas.

Thanks, Bandy. Merry Christmas.

What is it?

I don't suppose you've seen one of these, but, uh,

every ship has one.

It's called a gyroscope.

Keeps your vessel balanced.

It's like the ship's conscience.

I'll lay the bread and jam on the sideboard.

Thanks.

If Misty's right,

they'll send us packing.

Misty's always making stuff up.

We've got to go and have a closer look.

I'm not going in their bedroom.

Me neither.

Then Misty and me'll go.

When Bandy goes out, we'll go in.

Remember, we don't know anything,

so just... look cheerful.

In a dreamy little country

What happened to Misty?

He's shining his glasses.

Where the school man

And a bella

- Hey. - Teach a sleepy golden rule

But the children Merry Christmas, boys.

Were all waiting

To hear the church bell ring

They had their own...

Where's Misty? He's coming.

He's always late. He can't be trusted.

Sing it to the world, boom

Sha, la-la, lo Ah.

Here he is.

What do you have there, mate?

I made you two a present.

Ah. Thanks, buddy.

La, la, la, la, la

All right.

Now that you're all here,

me and Tess have got a surprise for you.

Boom, sha-la, la, lo

Now, we're not real sure about the, uh, sizes,

but they all got drawstrings.

So...

Misty. Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas. Thank you.

Merry Christmas. Spark.

Joyeux Noel.

Merry Christmas, boys.

Go on, open 'em up.

Open 'em up.

Guns and trains and army planes

Left rusting in their lines

Oh, thanks.

Thank you.

Where's Bandy and Skipper?

Oh, um, M-Mrs. McAnsh is a bit sick,

but Bandy'll be by later.

Okay, tout le monde a table.

All right, that's French for "Let's eat."

Sit where you like.

Sha-la, la, lo

They will sing to you

Boom, sha-la, la, lo

La-la, la-la, la...

Skipper?

Skipper?

Skipper?

She wasn't such a bad old stick.

She looks like a car without a driver.

I saw Bandy giving her the pills,

but I never knew how bad she was.

I hope she didn't suffer.

Well, she's... she's probably up there in...

in heaven...

looking down on us, thinking...

"What's those silly buggers doing?"

Go on, touch her.

I-I'm not touching her.

I will if you go first.

Don't be a Nancy.

Pray with me.

I'll look after her, Doctor.

I'll be back tomorrow.

Father.

Father...

tell the boys to come in.

Sorry. W-We just wanted...

MRS. McANSH: Wanted to know what was happening; I know.

Come closer.

I'm sorry you have to see me like this.

I must look a fright.

It was selfish of me

to invite you here, but I thought it'd be nice

to have some young energy in the cove.

And I was right.

It's just... my disease won't cooperate.

What's wrong with you?

I got cancer.

Will we have to go back now?

I was hoping you'd stay.

Bandy's taking it hard,

and I know you boys can uplift his spirit.

Well, it's the calling.

They say no matter how hard you don't want to do it,

if God wants you...

He'll get you.

But what if you just... didn't do it?

I mean, you could refuse.

That's what I'm saying.

You can't not do it.

I had a teacher once who told me she was called.

She tried to fight it.

She traveled through Europe, drinking,

having sex like nobody's business.

But... she knew she couldn't be happy until she was nun.

Do you think you'll get called?

I sure hope not.

But it's like you're metal

and God's the biggest, most powerful magnet ever made.

So, do you think you'll be priest?

Hell, no.

I go to a Catholic school,

but it's not like they turn you into one.

They teach you other stuff.

Father Maps...

...I've been a very bad girl.

W-Why... have you been a bad girl, Sister Lucy?

Well, Father, I've been...

thinking about a boy.

You have?

Mm-hmm.

I like him.

I... let him touch me.

Everywhere.

Can you kiss me on the neck?

I like that.

Come closer.

Pull down your pants.

Hey!

Hey! Get out of my boat!

Nobody gave you permission!

Get out!

Serves you right.

You need to always remember me as your first.

No worries.

Where? Where?

I can't see anything.

I told you.

You're seeing things.

Hey, Maps, you can see a "puh-bic" hair.

Hm.

What's on your neck?

What did you do?

Maybe you'll... figure it out when you're older.

Let me go! Come on, get off.

Henry.

I caught Henry! He's mine! Yes!

Yes! Whoo-hoo!

Yes! I caught him!

I told you I would, and I did!

Yes! I'm the best fisherman in the cove!

Yes! Oh, yes!

You saw me! I caught him!

Whoo! Yes!

Told you I'd catch him!

You could have him if you want.

You could stuff him and put him up in your hut.

Get a spade...

and give him a proper burial.

Mr. Watson?

What's the picture like?

I'm up top!

Can you make out anything?

Should be something Christmasy.

Is--Is Lucy here?

Lucy? Nah. She's gone up to Darwin to her dad.

When... when's she getting back?

Maybe next summer.

I'll give you some to take for Bandy.

I don't mean to be rude, but...

this is the best meal I've had since I got here.

It's the best meal I've ever had.

This is the best meal... I'll ever have.

Aren't you hungry, Maps?

You know, I've never been to the outback.

What's it like?

You can't fish unless it floods.

It's boring.

It's a hundred times better here.

How about you, Maps?

Are you homesick?

I like the outback all right.

You can count on things out there.

I guess it's what you're used to.

You well and truly screwed yourself now.

You might as well have said you didn't want to be adopted.

You think getting adopted is gonna fix anything?!

You don't get it! Everyone leaves!

Up to this time,

Maps thought we were all in the same boat.

Now he realized he was hanging off the side on his own.

I never fully understood why Maps reached out

to Fearless that night, and I never asked.

Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls,

the most bone-rattling, jaw-clenching,

nail-biting, death-defying act you've ever seen.

The one, the only,

the bravest man on two wheels, Fearless Forte!

Get your tickets for the Wall of Death.

...the only, the bravest man on two wheels...

Son, he's just over there.

Hey, Dad!

Hey there.

Oi, Clive! Get a move on!

It's not smoko yet.

What are you doing here?

Maps? Hey.

You're shit!

Maps.

You lied.

You're a liar like all the rest!

You made out you're some kind of a hero.

But you're nothing. You're worse than nothing.

It's a job, mate.

Stop lying!

Like you could ever adopt one of us.

Like you've got the right to be our father.

You're a nobody. We don't need you!

Maps...

We don't need anyone.

Maps? Do you want a lift home?

Clive!

Get your ass back here now.

Where have you been?

Wh-Where's the others?

Looking for you.

MRS. McANSH: We've been worried about you.

You must let us know where you are, son.

Son?

What are you doing?!

Get your things. Now!

We're leaving.

Come on!

Get your stuff together.

Where are we going?

Home. It's all been a lie.

Just shut up and get your stuff!

Mist, get off!

I'm trying to look after you!

Nice spot you got here.

Shit.

The little bloke do that?

You guys fight worse than brothers.

We are brothers.

Leave me alone.

I'll be all right.

I don't doubt that.

But what about the others?

You just gonna abandon them 'cause you're mad at Lucy?

You don't know anything about it.

Well, at least there's something that I do know.

You were wrong, what you said to me.

Teresa and me would make good parents.

And we would've had a lot of kids around now,

if it weren't for me.

I crashed the bike with Tess on the back.

We used to be a team in the shows.

She spent half a year in hospital.

And I tried to keep it going on my own, but...

Does Teresa know?

Tess always knows.

Help!

Help me!

Maps!

Maps!

Help! Help!

Anyone! Help!

Maps!

Help! It's Misty!

Hang on, Misty!

What happened?

The rip got him!

He fell off the rocks!

Get help.

You can't swim!

Look at us. We're swimming!

I'm drowning!

Hang on to me. Catch your breath.

Shellback!

Really, we tried to save you. We did.

I was trying to save you, I swear.

I came into the water. It was up to my neck.

I went to the McAnshes',

but then I went to Shellback. How you feeling, boys? Hmm?

Better than I was.

I got to say, mate, you're braver than me going out there

not knowing how to swim.

Well done.

I was just a couple of feet away from you.

You were 75 yards out or something.

I could almost grab you. Who wants some soup? Huh?

Yeah, okay.

I... I might have saved you,

but something just pulled me away.

Something just pulled me.

Come on.

All right. What have we got?

Did you see her?

Thanks.

Long as I remember, the rain's been coming down

I suppose you're the one.

You showed us all up.

Yeah, for an old bloke, you came through.

I don't want to be adopted.

Good men through the ages

You don't?

Trying to find the sun

No.

And I wonder, still I wonder

I like... I like things the way they are.

Who'll stop the rain?

I went down Virginia

Seeking shelter from the storm

Caught up in the fable

My money's on you, Misty.

I watched the tower grow

Five-year plans and New Deals

Wrapped in golden chains

And I wonder, still I wonder

Who'll stop the rain?

We were running out of time and hope,

and there was still no answer.

No one seemed to notice

that the biggest moment of my life

was about to get left behind.

I'm tired of waiting.

Come through.

So... I guess you're all packed up?

Sit down, sit down.

I want to know if you're going to adopt me.

I heard you tell Father Scully

you were going to adopt one of us.

If you're going to adopt anyone,

it ought to be Misty.

Not so fast. I've got qualities.

I can run fast.

You can't even stay conscious. Hey! Hey! Boys! Boys!

We've made up our minds.

We wish we could adopt all of you.

You're all such wonderful boys.

We've put in the paperwork, and, uh...

it's just going to take a little time.

Misty...

we want you to be our son.

And we hope you want us for your parents.

We're not perfect, mate, but...

we could love you.

Good on ya, mate.

Yeah.

Misty's the one for sure.

Well, hey, it's not like we're never going to see you again.

I mean, we're sure to come back and visit,

and, you know, if you're ever in the mood for some boiled lamb,

you can come and visit us. Yeah.

You boys are going to come back

and say good-bye before you go, though?

Oh, yeah. Oh, no worries.

We'll see him again.

See you, fellas.

Just remember, Misty,

no matter what, you're still a December Boy.

Yeah.

Hey!

Come and get me!

Quick, before it gets away.

I don't want you to be mad at me,

but I can't stay.

If I was ever going to be adopted,

you'd be the best parents I would have,

and that's no lie.

But I've already got a family.

They'd be lost without me.

I know.

No hard feelings?

No hard feelings, Misty.

Go on.

Thank you.

Well, lads, this is it.

I, uh, thought, if you wanted a keepsake,

you might like to take the signal flags.

Oh! Thanks!

There's no formula for happiness

That's guaranteed to work

The boys would like to say good-bye, Skipper.

It all depends on how your treat your friends

And how much you've been hurt

But it's a start

Thanks, Skipper.

When you open up your heart

Thanks, Skipper. And try not to hide

Hey. What you feel inside

Thanks, Skipper.

Just open up your heart

Good-bye.

There's no dreamer who's ever dreamed

Okay, all done! And seen it all come true

Disembark! Right! It takes a lot of time

And breaks a lot of hearts to see an idea through

And love's just a simple word

Its truth is easily lost

And sorry is said so easily, nobody counts the cost

See you, Bandy. See you, Father.

But it's a start See you, boys.

Thank you, Bandy. Open up your heart

See you, Bandy! Bye.

Thanks, mate. Give your love to others

Hey, look!

They become your brothers

Open up your heart

Come on, make a start

Try to not to hide

What you feel inside

Just open up your heart

If it weren't for Maps,

who knows if any of us would have ever come back.

We could have gone on thinking of the cove

like one of those old postcards.

Realer than real,

with each of us remembering it however we chose.

Coming back for the first time after all these years

fills me with a mixture of excitement

and the fear I made the whole thing up.

Believe it or not, Maps did become a priest,

traveling to Africa to help with the refugees.

I got his letter just a few days before his ashes arrived.

He told me how often he thought about this place,

and how happy he was that we could share it together.

Maps wrote me before he went, that if anything happened...

And here we are.

The December Boys.

One, two, three!

The December Boys!

Hey!

Maps!

Hey!

Over here!

Hey, Maps!

See you, fellas!

I'm thinking about you

And I remember everything

All of us

I look at the ocean

But still I can't see anything

But all of us

The time of open hearts

The time before the rest of life begins

The learning who we are

What'd I give to be December Boys again

Nothing was easy

But I would do it all again

And never change a thing

It's all about choices

But I couldn't watch you walk away

Without following

The lines of broken dreams

The lines dividing strangers from your friends

We lifted you and me

Oh, what I'd give to be December Boys again

We'll never be December Boys again

Oh

Never be December Boys again

Never, never be

December Boys again

Well, I'm looking out on an overcast sky in the morning

I can hear the warning as it calls to you

As the birds migrate and the wind is raised

I see the eagle soaring

Although I'm just a pawn in nature's game, like you

Wah-hoo

Wah-hoo-hoo-hoo

Wah-hoo

On the wings of an eagle

I find myself lifted through the skies

Lifted up above the world to see

On the wings of an eagle

I find myself lifted through the skies

Lifted up above the world to see

Can you see me?

Can you see me?

Can you see me?

Can you see me?

Can you see me?

Can you see me?

Can you see me?

Can you see me?

Can you see me?

Can you see me?

Can you see me?

Can you see me?