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Previously on McLeod's Daughters.

All clear, eh?

I hear she's having a bit of a rough trot.

Well, there's nothing we can do.

She'd never ask for help.

Might bring her closer to selling, though.

You could never be accused of being

a soft touch, could you, Dad?

Good land will always sell, though.

If the price is right.

Exactly.

So if it's a boundary fence, why do we have to check it?

'Cause that's what you do.

Now, the best way to check if a fence

needs repaired is give it a good kick.

Right.

Ow!

Remember this, when checking fence posts,

avoid the use of the toe.

Hey.

It's that damn bull.

Yep, and he's looking straight at me.

I think he likes ya.

He's making me nervous.

Get on the horse!

I'm trying!

Stay!

Sit!

Thought you were afraid of heights.

Well, between heights and bulls,

I think I'll take heights.

Go on, shoo!

Shoo, shoo!

You gonna get it away?

Yeah, all right.

Come on, get out of there.

Damn fence.

We're gonna have to move these cows away

before they get on to Killarney.

They'll get cracked onto by that bull.

You forgot your hat.

Oh, I'll, um, I'll get it later.

Yeah, all right.

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♪ You could walk for miles, cross every river ♪

♪ And find you're not alone 'cause I'll be there ♪

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Aw, yum!

Hey, you've got a delivery.

Great, don't tell Claire.

Let me tell her.

Right, the way I figure it, Becky and I can zip out

after breakfast and fix the boundary fence.

Moo!

Shut up, Jodi.

And if we're quick, Harry or I needn't know a thing.

Um, Claire?

The other thing is that micky bull--

The one that likes Tess?

Very funny, Claire, but--

I want him caught before he does anymore damage.

I thought you didn't name farm animals?

Like micky bull?

It's, um, not a name.

They're bulls with balls.

I thought all bulls had bulls?

These ones missed castration.

They're rogues.

Oh, good on him.

So Claire, about-- In a tick.

So, we fix the fence, and then Becky

and Jodi catch the bull, okay?

Yep, no problem.

Yeah, sure, great.

Can I have some of that?

Not that we'll have to have

that long-life garbage for much longer.

Why?

What?

See?

Isn't she beautiful?

She's a bit pale.

Really?

Ah, they saw you coming.

Well, you bought sick sheep.

No no, I bought undernourished sheep, big difference.

What'd you pay for her?

I didn't actually pay.

I swapped, one dairy cow for one cappuccino machine.

The precious cappuccino machine?

Yep, I didn't have anything else to trade.

We really need a dairy cow.

Yeah, sure we do.

Well, you bought it, you manage it.

Yeah, you bet.

Um, I thought we could all pitch in with the milking,

so I've drawn up a bit of a roster.

And, um, guess I'll have first shift.

Hiya. Harry.

Oh, nice cow, bit pale.

You got a minute, Claire?

Yeah, yeah, sure, in you go.

Have a seat.

I see you're a woman of many talents, Claire.

First time I've been in this room without Jack.

See, look at these.

We made a few of these in our time.

Poker games, swapping yarns.

The old marks of life.

And life, as they say, goes on.

I hear Tess has moved in.

Well, she does own half the place.

Taken to the land, has she?

She's Jack's daughter.

Yeah, yeah, I was just saying to Liz,

I wonder if they'll hit it off.

We're getting to know each other.

And she said to me, uh,

wonder what they'll do with the place?

Well, we'll just have to see how it goes.

I see we've got a boundary fence to fix.

Yeah.

He had to see the fence, didn't he?

Don't believe it.

He couldn't wait half a day.

What does it matter?

Oh, it matters, and he was trying to pump me,

wants to know what we've got planned.

I can see it in his eyes.

He wants to take possession of me, us.

Did he twirl his mustache?

Oh, ha ha.

It's not the 19th century, Claire.

He's not some villain.

He's a concerned neighbor.

Concerned neighbor?

The only thing Harry Ryan is concerned about

is taking over Drovers Run, which is why I said

we'd have the fence fixed today.

If he gets his foot through that hole,

we'll never get him out.

I don't think there's enough wire,

and I couldn't find anymore posts.

Okay, go to Gungellan, and take Jodi with you.

No worries.

Have you milked that cow yet?

Oh, I thought I'd leave it for later,

freshen up for dinner.

Morning and night is the general rule.

Oh.

Are you okay with that?

Fine.

Come on, girl, it's you and me.

I think I'm doing something wrong.

Let's have a look.

No, it's not the milking.

It's not you.

Could be bloat.

What's bloat?

Well, the rumen gets blocked, and gas builds up.

Rumen? The first stomach.

She has more than one?

Oh.

So it's bloat?

Could be.

Cows get it all the time, so we'll drench her--

Drenching, yep, I love that word.

And then you have to walk her until she--

She, she farts.

Yep, I know.

Please, Madonna, just one little fart.

A burp, even.

Do you want a break?

Come and have a beer.

I'll give you a spell.

No, we're fine, thanks.

I tried. Mm.

She's determined to prove that cow's a winner.

The only thing that cow's

gonna win is a trip to the meat works.

Oh, I wouldn't let Tess hear you say that.

Come on.

You prove all those disbelievers wrong.

You can do it, I know you can, just one little fluff.

Like this, listen.

See, just like that.

Come on.

Very amusing, thanks for all your help.

It's getting cold.

We're going inside now.

Oh, not before you break the beer.

I did have a beer for you,

but you might have to find another one.

Come on, Madonna, walkies.

She's looking better, isn't she, Claire?

Who, Tess?

She looks knackered.

I was an expert cocktail maker, inspired even.

Now, I'm reduced to teaching a cow to fart.

No luck?

Nope, not a peep.

You'll need to milk her.

You don't want mastitis on top of the gut, eh?

Mass, what?

No, no, no, don't tell me.

Just give me the bucket.

Come on, Madonna.

Nice thought, you're a bit late.

What are you doing?

That's gotta be a trick question.

I told Harry I was fixing it.

That's a waste of time, Claire.

It's cactus.

Is that what he said?

Yeah, and he said you talked about it.

We talked about me fixing the damage,

not replacing the whole fence.

Uncle Harry's watching ya.

Yeah, we put in a new camera.

You leave the fence alone.

I thought we'd agreed I'd fix the fence?

Well, yeah, we did, but then I went and checked it out.

I mean, the whole fence is stuffed.

I could have blown it over.

You don't want to start patching something like that.

You'll never stop.

It's all right, it's my show.

And you put up a spy camera.

I put up a monitoring device,

which is part of a security system

we're putting up all over Killarney.

I know what it is, Harry.

In fact, Nick could organize you.

Picture for me, go into Jack's office.

He's due back from Adelaide soon.

Why not get him to drop in?

Uh, no thank you, I don't think so,

and I don't accept charity.

I will be paying for my share.

It's not charity.

We needed a new fence.

We got one.

You've got one.

I'll get back to you when I've sorted something out.

Fair enough.

How's the water?

Nearly empty, there's a leak.

Put your finger in it.

Huh?

Like the boy and the dike, dam it up.

Bitch.

We'll have to fix it.

Not yet.

But Claire will go ballistic.

We want mister micky bull nice and thirsty.

Oh.

Where to start?

Last year, Bruce and Gary caught

two micky bulls over in Bald Hill Paddock.

Bald Hill it is, then.

Last year, whatever happened to that?

Whole 'nother year gone, and here I am

living on Drovers Run with my mom.

Could be worse.

Hard to imagine.

No, soon as I'm 18, I am out of here into the real world.

I'm from the real world.

Trust me, it's not that good.

Yeah, but the, uh, truck stop at Gungellan's

not exactly what I had in mind.

No offense, Becky.

None taken.

Instead here I am, spending all day

looking for a ballsy bull.

That's it.

Now you go right, I'm going left.

Claire, I need your help.

Well, he was all mister nice guy.

Said he was shouting.

Can you forget about the stupid fence?

My cow is dying.

So I said to Harry, thanks very much,

but I don't accept charity,

and we'll be paying for our share.

If he wants to pay, why not let him?

We don't have to find the money.

We get a new fence.

Everyone's a winner.

You don't know how it works in the bush.

Oh, right, the bush, the mystique of the bush,

the code of the freaking bush, it's bullshit.

You're just too proud to accept a gift.

Oh, god.

We have to do the thing.

This is the trocar.

This is the cannula.

This goes in here.

Got it?

Do we really have to put it

into the cow through the flesh?

Mm-hm, you punch it right into the rumen.

That's really gotta hurt.

Well, do you want a healthy, sore cow

or an exploded, dead one?

Okay, so you punch it in, the trocar comes out,

and so, hopefully, does the gas.

Think you can do it?

Okay, so I'll do it.

Just try and keep her calm.

How do you know where to put it?

Oh, Dad's done heaps of 'em.

You know, I'm just gonna go and make you a cup of tea.

Help you to relax--

You move, and I will shove this in your stomach.

Right.

Now, as far as Harry Ryan is concerned,

if we accept his offer, then we're under obligation to him.

There's a thin edge of the wedge.

Before you know it, Harry'll be sitting

in Jack's chair again, except this time he'll own it.

Oh!

It's okay, Madonna.

It's all right, it's all over now.

You can relax, sh.

Ah, not quite, that's step one.

Now we withdraw the trocar and see if it's worked.

Oh my god.

Oh my god, oh my god, that, it's so disgusting.

Well, from what my nose tells me,

I think it's safe to say Madonna will live.

Uh, thanks.

Thanks very much.

I'd give you a very big hug, but I'm gonna be sick.

Are you sure he went that way?

Dead set, and he hasn't come out.

Okay, well, you go right.

I'm gonna go around the back and make a whole lotta noise,

then I'm gonna zip back 'round opposite you.

With any luck, he's gonna come bursting out this way,

and we can take either side of him

and herd him back to the gate.

Sound good?

Can't we just tell Claire he fell off a cliff and died?

Oh, sure, she'll buy that.

Okay, Madonna, that'll do it.

Right.

Oh.

Oh.

Just a little prick.

Probably too young to know that old joke.

Sorry, Madonna.

Oh, it's all right.

Good girl.

You are worth 10 cappuccino machines, any day of the week.

Good girl.

Ah, she's doing well.

You tried some yet?

Uh, no.

Well, you should.

Right, so I should.

Good.

Mm, it's interesting.

It's, um, it's warm.

You remind of your dad, sitting there

with all the books and the ledgers.

Yeah, and now I know how he felt.

He used to rub his chin just like that, too.

Scary.

You know what he would have done?

He'd have phoned the bank for a top-up.

Exactly, that's why we're in the poo now.

No, I'm afraid that's not an option.

I'm gonna have to sell something.

Sell Blaze? Yep.

To pay for half a fence no one's forcing you to pay for?

Oh, come on, I have to.

Okay, but just remind me, I seem to remember

something about plans for Blaze.

Remind you?

Please, indulge me.

Okay.

Well, she's sort of a long-term investment.

She'll be the showpiece for our breeding program,

for the stud.

Ah, that's right, the stud.

The dream, Claire.

So you sell Blaze, what happens to the dream?

I'm all done.

Yeah, I know, I was watching, nice job.

Yeah, Claire turned up, a bit stroppy.

What was all that about?

Yeah, she turned up here, too.

Difficult girl, Claire.

Yeah, she can be, if it backs her.

She didn't want a new fence, did she?

Well, you know, Claire finds it

hard to accept a neighborly hand.

It's my little gift to her.

Are you sure that's all it is?

What?

We walk quietly over to the bull, okay?

Oh, okay.

You all right, Beck?

Yeah, I'm fine.

I gotta hand it to him.

Enough for today, please.

Sure, I think we need a better plan, anyway.

So despite all the business we've done with you

in the past, the bottom line is you can't help me?

Oh, no, no, no, you've made yourself perfectly clear.

Thanks, Meg.

Any other suggestions before I open a vein?

Who did you talk to?

Was It Joe Flynn?

Because Jack and Joe used to go shooting--

No, Joe Flynn was given the golden handshake

when they closed the Gungellan branch.

That was some officious prick in some call center somewhere

who wanted to know when I proposed

to start reducing the overdraft.

Sorry.

Ah, so we're good for milk.

Um, yep.

Meg, I thought I might make dinner tonight.

You know, get my hand in, you know, give you a night off?

Sure, sure, be my guest.

I'm starving.

Ta-da, lentils with curd.

Oops.

Ooh.

Mm, it's actually quite nice.

That's Indonesian for please eat.

It's, um,

a sort of curry with cheese.

Oh, no.

But it's junket with cream.

Oh, it's been lovely, Tess, but, I...

Becky?

Oh, dearie, don't.

Jodi?

Yeah, great, send it on down.

Oh, god.

You'll be off your food, then?

Major mood swing, you look like

the cat that swallowed the cream.

Yep, and the milk and the yogurt and the curd.

I know how I'm gonna pay Harry.

Jack's desk?

Yeah.

No, very tempting, but, uh, Jack loved that desk.

It belongs at Drovers.

As a favor, to me.

Then we're square.

Couldn't do it.

The fence was my contribution.

Let's just leave it at that.

Come on, be honest.

You'd hate to see that desk end up at Killarney.

This is business.

Okay, best looking and most attractive

are not necessarily the same thing.

Well, how are you supposed to tell?

Hard, different blokes go for different things.

What about big brown eyes with, uh, long eyelashes?

That's always a winner.

No, think basic.

Think big boobs every time.

No, I reckon smaller boobs, toned body.

There.

That's our girl.

What do you reckon?

Uh, yeah, good, good choice.

You all right?

I will be, if Tess stays out of the kitchen.

Hear that?

It's gotta be him.

Over there, near the edge of the scrub.

All right, now he'll only be thinking of one thing.

They get really single-minded.

Where'd you learn so much about bulls?

As soon as he tries to mount,

we're in there with our ropes, okay?

Wait for it, and now!

Jodi?

What are you doing?

Nothing.

Alex?

Yep?

I want you to go get a couple of boys,

put this into storage.

What, are you getting a new one?

Yeah, well, it's not exactly new.

Claire's giving me that old thing of Jack's.

What, the big one from the study?

Yeah, that's it.

It's not gonna look right in here.

Well, Claire insisted.

You know, it's her share of the fence.

What, you're making her pay for a fence

she didn't want and can't afford?

Well, I told her it was a gift.

I said I didn't want payment.

Well, you knew full well she

wouldn't accept that in a fit.

Well, that's Claire.

That's women.

What can you do?

You could have found another way to let her off the hook.

Just go and get the desk.

What, you want me to get it?

Well, it's better than strangers.

It's gonna look like crap in here.

You all right with this?

Yeah, why wouldn't I be?

It's part of Drovers Run.

It's family.

I should chuck all this stuff.

No way, we need to collate it.

We need to build a realistic picture of where we are.

Realistic?

Just what the bank said.

We need a business plan, with all the ideas

for the property's development fully costed over five years.

That way, we can manage our resources effectively.

Then in five years or so, we buy the desk back, maybe.

You didn't tell me about your Harvard MBA.

It's part of my hospitality diploma, business studies.

Hm, really?

Full of surprises.

Yeah, to the brim.

You want to unplug that?

Ah.

Oh.

Oh my god.

What?

Get down here.

Oh, gross, 20-year-old bubble gum.

No, no, we used to have tea parties under this desk.

Did we? Yeah.

I had a plastic tea set, and if you weren't

driving me crazy, I used to let you play.

Hey, look.

Claire McLod, Tess McLod.

I remember when you wrote that.

Yeah, yeah, me too.

It was just one of their silly fights.

Yeah.

That was just before you and Ruth left.

Hm.

I've made a mistake.

Well, call him.

Tell him.

How you goin'?

Apparently I'm, uh, here to pick something up.

The...

Is that right?

Careful!

Wait.

It'll still be there when the desk comes home.

Betcha.

Claire.

I can tell Dad you changed your mind.

It's your call.

No.

Right on, boys, tie it down.

That must have been hard.

Yeah, well, if Dad had been even a half decent manager

of money, I wouldn't be doing this.

It's a bit rough.

Really?

Yeah, really.

Jack did a pretty good job for 40 years,

and he didn't go blaming other people when things got tough.

No, he just took out another loan.

Why do you think he did that?

Because he wanted to keep the property for you and Tess.

He used to talk to me for hours

about his plans for the future.

And he always used to say it'll all be all right in the end.

And what was that, Meg?

Pillow talk?

Just because you had a fling with Dad

doesn't mean you can tell me how to run my business.

Have you caught that bull yet?

Uh, not exactly.

What are we, a bunch of amateurs?

Hey!

Right, let's go!

All of us.

I switched the pump off to this paddock

and the troughs busted in little regret.

Okay, fill the drum with water.

If he hasn't had a drink for a couple of days,

it shouldn't take too long.

Looks like your boyfriend's given us the slip.

Ow!

Sh!

Get down!

I've got a cramp!

I'm sorry, Claire.

We should have caught him yesterday.

Hang on, hang on.

There might be something else he'd respond to.

Okay, micky bull, if you're out there,

listen, and listen good.

This is silly, and dangerous.

What, with Charlie's Angels waiting in the bushes?

Hey, micky bull?

He doesn't like you, he likes me.

Go on, get.

For some unknown reason, you find me irresistible.

So come on out, big boy.

I believe you and I have a lot in common, no real home,

parent-less, hunted from one safe house to another,

hoping to find a calm refuge in a troubled world.

And so here we are, two, two, two, two fugitives,

who find their destinies converging here on Drovers Run.

I'm sorry, Claire.

I don't think this is working.

I feel very stupid.

No, wait.

I'm seeing something move.

Yep, definitely something moving.

Yep, it is.

Let's go.

Here's the bull.

He's coming, standby to move.

I'm running out of things to say, say.

Oh, I don't know if I'm ready for this.

I think I'm gonna need a change of undies soon.

Tess?

Oh, yeah, I was just, um, uh, getting my hat.

Yeah, righto.

Cow.

I was gonna make everyone pancakes,

but I can't find the pan.

Can't find anything since Tess cooked dinner.

I'm sorry, about what I said yesterday.

We didn't think you knew.

A floorboard outside Dad's room creaks.

It still does.

Claire, I'd like to explain.

Your business, I shouldn't have said anything.

Um, what kind of pancakes?

Lemon and sugar?

Okay.

Hi.

What do you know, Tess?

Fences, bulls, punching holes

in cows, you know, the usual.

Mm, I love it when you talk dirty.

Where's Claire?

Um, she's working on the computer,

which is on the floor, thanks to your father.

Yeah, well, I might be able to fix that little problem.

I'll catch ya.

Not interrupting anything, am I?

No, you're all right.

Good, I want to show you something.

Give me your hand.

What?

Follow me.

What is it?

Stop there.

Oh-- No, no, no.

Do as you're told.

Walk.

Okay, watch the fern.

Yeah, it's all right.

It's all right. Hang on, the door's--

Yeah, yeah, through the door, through the door.

What are you doing? Okay, all right.

Stop here.

Voila.

You take your desk, you bring one back.

That's nature balancing out.

You think I want to have Harry's desk in there?

Okay.

Who?

Me.

Oh, enter.

Is that all milk?

100%, Madonna's pumping it out like a dairy.

Had to do something with all the excess.

You might want to try it.

If it's good enough for Cleopatra,

it's good enough for a McLeod.

It's not ass's milk, unfortunately,

but, um, it's great for sun stress.

Yeah, well, not right now, thanks.

About the desk...

Do you think I did the right thing?

Well, given that you weren't going to accept Harry's gift,

which, in hindsight, I have to admit,

was a bit dodgy, you had no choice.

Anyway, we'll get it back, sooner than you think.

In fact, you can forget about Harry taking over Drovers.

In five years, we're gonna take over Killarney.

Love their bathroom.

Milk spa bath, unreal.

You and Alex, anything happening there?

Naw.

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