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Five minutes, Major?

We'll wait for the sun.

Fetch my binoculars
from my dug-out.

But commander...

Do it.

Stay back.

Booby trap?

Move or die.

Godless bastards

The ANZACs are retreating!

I couldn't find
the binoculars, Commander.

I had them with me.
I didn't realize. Sorry.

I think we're close, mate.

I think we're very close.

Whoo-hoo-hoo!

I told you there was
water there, didn't I?

Told ya.

Lizzie?
Everything all right?

Arthur's worn through
the toe of his boot again.

What does he do?

The boys are all in bed.

They're waiting for
you to read to them.

I'm bone-tired, Lizzie.
Oh, come on.

You know this is their
favorite time of the day.

"Prince Hussain
called to the man

"and asked him why the carpet he
wished to sell was so expensive

"saying, 'It must be made of
something quite extraordinary.'

"The merchant replied,
'My prince,

"'your amazement
will be all the greater

"when I tell you
that it is enchanted.

"Whoever sits on this carpet,
closes his eyes

"'and says
the magic word 'Tangu'

may be transported through
the air in an instant

"'wherever his
heart desires to be."'

I hit water at 15 feet.

A bit brackish,
but good pressure.

You know,
with water, we'll be able

to put stock in
that valley block.

They didn't even
wipe the mud off it.

It's been four years, Liz.

Yeah. You're so clever.

So you can find water,

but you can't even find
your own children.

Why can't you find them?

You lost them.

Come on, Art!

You won't win any
medals up there, mate.

Yeah, it's two hours back to Rainbow.
Got to get a wriggle on.

You got that? Yeah, I reckon
I got it by now, Dad.

Arthur.

Look after me brothers,

and keep my bloody head down.

I know.

- Love ya, Dad!
- See ya, Dad!

Lizzie?

Lizzie!

Lizzie!

Lizzie!

Lizzie!

You understand
in all conscience

I could not bury your wife
in consecrated ground

if I thought she had
taken her own life.

Consecrated ground is His
promise to the faithful.

She fell in and drowned,
so your conscience is clear.

Three sons killed.

That was quite
an ordeal for Eliza.

As the Book of Job teaches us,

God sets these
trials for a reason.

Many families
in the district

have made similar sacrifices
for King and country.

You know, you have
a gall coming in here,

making demands.

You haven't stepped inside
this place for four years.

You haven't
been to confession.

You're all but lost to God.
Yes.

And you and God can feed me
to the pigs for all I care.

But you knew this woman.

She was here every Sunday.

I've dug the grave.
I've made the coffin.

All I'm asking you to do is say
some words and throw some dirt.

That cart of yours

would make a useful benefaction
for our community.

An offering to God.

Well, He might as
well take that, too.

Come on, boy.

Come on.
Come here, boy.

I'll find them, love.

I'll find them and I'll
bring them home to you.

Nearly there.

Ah...

Thank you.

Not now.
Later, thank you.

So we need an escort
in our own country now.

Why bring us back
to this place?

Major Hasan Bey

to see Lieutenant Colonel
Hughes at the War Graves...

We know who he is, mate.

Righto!

Four years ago they'd have given
me a VC for shooting that bastard.

Lieutenant Colonel Hughes,
may I present Major Hasan Bey.

Major Bey was Commander of...

Just Major Hasan.

Bey just means "mister."

Yes, indeed.

Mr. Bey gave your boys
hell at Lonesome Pine, sir...

We all know who Major Hasan
is, Lieutenant, thank you.

Ah...

English?

I see you have finally
taken the Peninsula.

Yes.

Lost the battle, won the war.

Well, Sergeant Tucker here will
show you to your accommodations.

Perhaps once you've refreshed
we could meet in my tent?

Thank you.
Right this way.

While I'm here, I thought
I'd make myself useful.

If you have any horses that need any
work, I might go for a little ride.

Preferably something
with a bit of pep.

Sergeant Tucker, acquaint Lieutenant
Greeves with Widow Maker.

She could use
a workout.

With pleasure, sir.

Now, we've already
started work in this area

from the Nek down to Hill 971.

I assume they briefed you
fully at the War Office.

We would appreciate your help
locating our dead.

Your dead?

We lost over 10,000
ANZACs here on Gallipoli

and still don't know
where half of them are.

Some were buried properly but a
lot of the graves have been lost,

overgrown or washed away

or their crosses were pilfered
for firewood after we evacuated.

Retreated.

You were here?

First Light Horse.

What do you need of me?

Well, the land has changed but you
know the area better than anyone.

I was hoping you could help us locate
the companies we lost track of.

We can start in the morning.

We lost 70,000 men here

at Canakkale.

For me,
this place is one big grave.

Jemal.

I don't know what you chaps
were belly-aching about.

It's a veritable
Garden of Eden.

If your troops
had taken this hill

on the first day,

we would have
been finished.

How close did we get?

There.

There you go, sir.

Your Garden of Eden.
Hmm.

Joshua! Where are the boys?

Ed, Henry, let's go home. Run!

Come on, Ed!

Boys!

Boys!

Hurry UP!

Art! Art!

Ed!

Get down!

Art, help!

It's all right, boys.
It's all right.

Good on you, Art, for not
leaving your brothers behind.

Hey, Ed,
what's the magic word?

The one that
makes the carpet fly?

Tonga?
Tangu, you wombat.

That's it, Tangu.

Come on, cuddle up. Get in tight.
Close your eyes.

Ed's peeping, Dad.

Ed, close your eyes.

It only works if
your eyes are closed.

All right, boys. Let's get out of here.
All together!

Tangu!

Mister! This hotel, please.
Six rooms, very nice rooms!

Mister, please!

Mister, for you!
Very clean, very cheap!

Bugger off, the pair of you.

Go away. No.

No?
No.

Anything you want,
my mama can make.

Hot water. No Germans.
No.

Clear off.
Beautiful hotel. Best room.

I'm going to Gallipoli.

How do I get to Gallipoli?
Huh?

I want to go to Gallipoli.
Clean sheets, hot water.

Mister!
Gallipoli.

Mister!

Come to our hotel!

Beautiful hotel.
Beautiful view.

Anything you want,
my anne can make.

Maybe you can help me.
I'm going to Gallipoli.

No, you're not. No one goes
there without a permit.

You'll have to go to the British
War Office in Sultanahmet.

Where?

Sultanahmet. We go!

The Old City. And, uh...

I'd keep an eye on your bag
if I were you.

Crafty little buggers.

Oi!

Oi!

Oi!

Mister! Mister!
Where you go?

Little bastard.

Give me my bag,
you little bastard.

See? Beautiful hotel.

Clean sheets.
Hot water. No Germans.

Mum, Mum.
I found a foreigner.

My clever little man.
I could eat you.

Hello.

I, uh...
I need a room.

You are from England?

No. No,
I'm from Australia.

Urn, I'm sorry.

Orhan has made a mistake.
We have no rooms.

Your son dragged me halfway
across this wretched city.

Ah, ah, no, no,
no, no, no.

The boy was right.

Our best room is
now vacant, Mr...

Connor. Joshua Connor.

I don't want him here.

We don't have
the luxury of choice.

You are most welcome,
Mr. Connor.

The room is up the stairs.
Break of fast is at 8:00.

Would you like for
her to bring the tea?

Ah, no, no thanks.

But your son did mention
there might be some hot water.

Ah! It is shameful to lie.
You are spoilt mother's boy.

Uh, no, it's all right. I
must have just misunderstood.

Uh, please, please.
It is his duty.

Thank you very much.

This your room.

You seem to know
where everything is.

How about tomorrow you take me
to the War Office?

I'll pay You-

Yes, you will.

Father, stop!

Stop! Stop! Stop!

We have not
killed it yet, Father.

Towels for you, Mr. Connor.

I am preparing you
a hot bath down the hall.

It will take some time.
My son is no liar.

He seems a very
resourceful boy.

He is.
Very resourceful.

You have children?

Yes. Three sons.

What are they selling?

They're not selling anything,
Mr. Connor.

It's a call to prayer.

Your guide book
is out of date.

I didn't come
here to sightsee.

You should see
the Blue Mosque at least.

Even in my wretched city, it is
a beautiful place to find God.

I didn't come here for Him, either.
I'm on my way to Gallipoli.

You mean Canakkale.

There's nothing
there but ghosts.

My son, he cannot help you tomorrow.
He's needed here.

Have your bath and come back.

I regret to inform you
we do not issue civilians

travel permits
to the Dardanelles.

It remains a very sensitive
military zone.

In fact,
our friends the Greeks

have made things
even more complicated

by invading
Turkey's western coast.

It will be some time before
we bring order to this chaos.

Arthur, Henry

and Edward Connor.

All served with
the 7th AIF Battalion.

They all enlisted together

and they died together.

All killed in the one day.

August 7th,

1915 at Lone Pine.

Yes.

We do have the Imperial Graves
Unit on the Peninsula as we speak.

They have a formidable task
ahead of them.

You must understand, these men
on Gallipoli, they are experts.

All I need from you is
a piece of paper and a stamp

saying that I can go there.

I simply couldn't, Mr. Connor,
even if that were my inclination.

I can find them.

How could you
possibly hope to do that?

Do you know what the army used to
do with the rank and file dead

after Waterloo,
Crimea, Khartoum?

They would dig
an enormous bloody pit

and rake the whole lot in
with a few handfuls of lime.

No names.

Horses, mules

and the men.

All turned into fertilizer.

This is the first war
anyone has given a damn.

My boys

should be buried at home
beside their mother.

Go home, Mr. Connor.

Get out English!
Get out English!

Come.

Do you have buildings like
this of where you come from?

But he didn't give up.

He kept on fighting
for three days.

He paid me 25 piastas,
and bought me this...

I told you my son had
work to do here, Mr. Connor.

Oh, I...
He's 10!

What would you
expect him to say?

Give him back the money.

But Mama...

Give it back!

Keep it. It's our secret.

Good morning.
Mr. Connor.

Would you like some breakfast?

Please.

I'm overjoyed
by your visit, professor.

I was just examining
Sultan Mehmet's hemorrhoids

I'm sorry, I don't understand.

My God, the size
of these things...

and they leak.

What's he saying?

Uh, my father hopes
you enjoy your breakfast.

Would you happen to have a...

A boiled egg?

I can't bear
that room anymore.

It used to be
so full of laughter.

The life your father
promised was a mirage.

You cannot pretend
to be European anymore.

Orhan go and find me one egg.

Ayshe.

You are an Ottoman woman.

It is time you
behaved like one.

You know what is
expected of you.

You must do
the right thing...

if only for the boy.

Removing those baubles
will require a delicate hand.

Will you assist me?

Thank you.

So, where is his wife?

How would I know, Dad?
Ask him if you're interested.

In English.
He speaks nothing else.

English?

Ah.

Your wife.
He is asking where she is.

She's dead.

And your sons?

I can see it in his eyes.

Without papers,
you cannot go to Gallipoli.

Take the ferry to the town of
Chanak, then find a fisherman.

If you pay him enough, he will
sail you across the Straits.

You will have no need
for British permits.

Thank you.

Mr. Joshua!

Please, you find my
baba in Canakkale.

Tell him he must come home.
Anne needs him.

This is your father?
Mmm-hmm.

Who's the man in the hotel?

My uncle.

I'll have a look.

You bring him home!

So, what were
you doing before the war?

This is
the Ottoman Empire.

There was no "before the war."

In another life,
I was an architect.

I was a civil engineer.

Sir!

Are we expecting company?

Whoever they are,
bring them to my tent.

Sergeant,
grab a couple of blokes

and go with
Lieutenant Greeves.

Sir.

Mr. Connor,
I'm at a loss.

You walk off your farm,

you turn up unannounced in this
place of horrors and for what?

Gallipoli is eight square
miles of collapsed trenches,

bomb craters, barbed wire

and more unexploded
grenades and shells

than there are
pebbles on that beach.

All right? It's not safe.

I know what day
my sons were killed

at Lone Pine.

There's a map.

And the last entry in his
diary is August the 7th.

Rest assured

I aim to put a name
next to every man out there,

including your sons.

I'm sorry, but you can't stay.

Tucker.

Escort Mr. Connor
back to his boat.

Your sons.

Sir? Dinner.
Yeah, come in, Dawson.

Wrap your laughing gear
around that, sir.

Yum-yum pig's bum, eh?

Sir?
Hmm.

Something you
might want to see.

Damn.

Want me to arrest him, sir?

And then what?

Take some food down to him.

And a blanket.

Are they all this stubborn?

Yes, it is a matter
of national pride for them.

You would do well there

Not swimming?

No.

What are you doing
with your farmer?

There's a supply ship back
to Constantinople in two days.

Maybe we could
help him until then?

You know what the chances
of finding his boys are.

We have the day
they were killed.

I know the area.

Yeah, we both know it

but why change everything for
one father who can't stay put?

Because he is the only father
who came looking.

Sergeant!

Change of plan.

Who's the Turk?

Hasan the Assassin.

Saw us land, saw us off.

That dog wiped out
half my battalion.

He would have
killed your boys.

We're all best friends now.

Get to serve him
breakfast every morning.

Don't worry, Mr. Connor.

Abdul's, not ours.

This was our front line here.

You were there.
Machine gun here.

Machine gun here.
And one more there.

We could see you.

So many blue eyes.

It is very lucky in Turkey
to have blue eyes.

Everywhere except here.

Listen up, boys!
Listen up!

We've got to move
up that left flank!

Keep your heads low.
Push forward!

Now!

Stick it up
the nose of these jokers!

We're gonna take
the trench tonight!

They're throwing rocks, boys.
They're out of ammo!

Let's get into the bastards!

All as one!

Let's do it.
Let's do it. Come on!

Come on, let's go!

You came in from two sides.
Here and here.

We built a roof to protect us
from shell fire.

Instead,
we made a trap for ourselves.

Inside, it was bayonets

knives, hands,

teeth.

It was so dark and close we did
not see who it was we struck.

Three days.

We only stopped because we could
not climb over the bodies.

As long as Allah
make me breathe,

let me see nothing
like these days again.

Are you
all right, Artie?

Bugger off, you two.
Leave me!

Yeah, righto, mate!

Whatever you reckon!

Leave me!

No!

No!

No!

They're right here.

Sir.

It's your son. Edward.

No, I wouldn't.

The bastards executed him.

He gave the order
not to take prisoners.

He killed the sick.
He shot the wounded.

One shot through the head.
That's how they did it.

Especially him.

He killed your son.

He gave them no chance.
That's what he did!

Stop him!

I said stop him!

Steady on, Sergeant.

You killed my sons!

You sent them, Mr. Connor.
You invaded us.

Take him away.
Put him under guard.

I'm most terribly sorry.

He has two more sons.

We should keep looking.

War's over, Sergeant.

We found Henry.

Lying beside him.

How on God's earth
did you know they'd be there?

But you haven't
found Arthur yet.

Well, we combed
the area thoroughly.

Well, he wouldn't leave his
brothers, so he must be there.

We'll give Henry and Edward
a proper burial tomorrow.

I promised their mother
I would find them and...

And bring them home.

This is their home now.

It's not enemy
ground anymore.

They're among friends, probably
the closest they ever had.

Leave them and
they always will be.

Take them back, they're just a
couple of dead blokes in a cemetery.

She wanted them buried
in consecrated ground.

How much blood
do you need for it to be holy?

You know,
we lost over 2,000 men

in those four days
at Lone Pine?

The Turks lost 7,000.

We didn't take
too many prisoners, either.

I don't know if I
forgive any of this.

"The Prince closed
his eyes and said, 'Tangu.'

"And he sailed through the
night to his father's lands.

"As the carpet settled gently on
the lawn of the Royal Palace,

"the Sultan
dropped to his knees.

"Salted tears
streaked his cheeks.

"As he embraced Prince
Hussain, he cried, 'My son.

"'My son.

"'After all your
rich adventures,

"'the magic carpet has carried
you on the four winds to this,

"'your home."'

Your telegram...

One whole day I wasted...

standing in line...

drinking shit tea.

I hear there is a brothel
near the post office.

Oh yeah...

I might have heard that.

The Greeks have taken Smyrna.

The British just
stood by and watched.

We have to do something.

Indeed.

Or it will be the British who decide
how much of our country we keep.

Why do you care
about this farmer?

He wants to kill you.

Forgive my intrusion.

Major Hasan.

I wanted to apologize to you
for my outburst.

There is a Persian saying,

"May you outlive
your children."

It sounds like a blessing

but it is the worst curse one
can place on the head of a man.

I had this list
sent from Istanbul.

This is your family name.

What is this list?

If this is your son,

he was taken prisoner.

He did not die here.

He left Canakkale. Alive.

Why is she not
in mourning?

Ayshe still pretends
my brother is alive.

Lam prepared to take her
as my second wife.

Fatma agrees.
I can afford it.

Joshua Bey!

Hello.

Did you find my father?

No.

Sorry, am I intruding?
Is it his birthday?

No, his Sunnet.

Oh, bloody hell.
It's a private thing.

No!
I'm sorry.

Do you want to see my scar?

Ah, thanks, mate. No.

You have guests.

Welcome back to Stamboul,
Mr. Connor.

You are always welcome.
Thank you.

My apologies, Major.

Admiral Calthorpe will have
to reschedule your meeting.

Perhaps next Tuesday?
Does that suit?

Yes.

If your Admiral could also
reschedule the Greeks.

Allow us to handle the Greeks
through proper diplomatic channels.

Let us not have another war.

It's the same war.
It hasn't ended.

Major Hasan,
can you tell me the name...

No.

I have finished helping.

Mr. Connor.
Do you have your passport?

You were specifically ordered
not to go to Gallipoli.

I'm not in your army.

All I need to know is the name of the
prison camp they sent my son to.

If your son did not return
home, the sad reality is

he is deceased.

This was the Ottoman Empire,

one of the largest empires
the world has ever known

and presently
it's being carved up.

The Bolshies,
they want the Black Sea.

The French and the Italians,
they want the Aegean.

And currently in Anatolia, where the
prison camps were, incidentally,

the Turks and the Greeks
are turning the place

into a complete
and utter bloodbath.

So where, pray,
in all this madness

would you like us
to start looking for your son?

You said the prison camps
were in Anatolia?

Who would have those records?
The Turk Army?

The camps are gone.
They're all gone.

And so are you.

Lieutenant,
show Mr. Connor out.

I will be at your hotel
0400 on Thursday

with your passport and
a ticket home via Calcutta,

a courtesy of
the British Army.

We will make sure
you will not miss that boat.

I mean, have you bothered
to ask yourself, man,

if your son was still alive,
would he not simply come home?

Mr. Connor, please.

My brother died
on that bloody peninsula.

My fiancee works at
the Red Cross here.

If it would be helpful, I
could arrange an appointment.

That would be very helpful.
Thank you.

Well, Mr. Connor, I think you can
show yourself out from here.

Good luck.

Thanks again.

Major Hasan?

I need to talk
to Major Hasan.

He followed you all the way.

He will get us all hanged.

Nobody will tell me what prison
camp they sent my son Arthur to.

Your army must have records.

Please, I'm at a dead end.

Then now we are
in the same place.

I told you,
I cannot help anymore.

You must never come back here,
Mr. Connor.

Take him back to his hotel.

Leave him alive
and you put us all at risk.

Why? Forgiveness? Redemption?

You were there.

Some things should
never be forgotten.

Come with me.

He is handsome, eh?

Don't you think?
Big, strong.

I do not think about other men.
I'm married.

No, of course.

His equipment is
all there, Ayshe.

In need of practice
but all there!

Phew!

Anne, Joshua Bey is coming
with us to the cistern.

Uh, no.

It's just you and me today.
Special treat.

I'm sorry, Mr. Connor.
This is not possible.

It would not be proper.

I understand.

Next time.

Mum. Please.

Oh, Mr. Connor.

Perhaps if you were to follow
20 paces behind?

Then there would be no shame.

I will get
my hat and my coat.

You know
where I live? My home?

Sometimes it doesn't rain for
three or four years at a time.

We have to find the water that's fallen
through the cracks in the earth.

How do you find
it underground?

Well, there's the trick.

You have to feel it.

And you feel it every time?

No.

I have dug a lot of wells that
just turned out to be holes.

I'll show you.

I have something of yours.

Orhan asked me to
find your husband.

I hate
this photograph.

Turgut is a musician,
never a soldier.

How long were you married?

I am married.

Twelve years.

My mother had arranged for me
to marry someone else

but my father fought her.

He told her,

"Why would we want our daughter
to be as miserable as us?"

It is not easy to
marry for love here.

Maybe my mother was right.

Turgut was mad.

Bills to the roof not paid, music
all hours, parties, lazy friends.

I miss the chaos.

I wish my mother
had arranged my marriage.

You did not love your wife?

Oh, I adored her.

I was just so bad
at courting.

I think she only married me
out of impatience.

Very.
But it was happy'?

Until the boys were lost.

It's good to
know where they are.

Not lost or nameless anymore.

I was told my oldest son
was taken prisoner.

So he's alive?

I don't know.

But you have hope.

Hope's a necessity
where I come from.

Goodnight, Mr. Connor.

Goodnight.

Ayshe, you know
what is expected of you.

First, you must observe
the traditional mourning

and then we can be married.

You must do the right thing

if only for the boy.

Omer will join you
every third night.

I will come this evening
and we will tell Orhan.

Allow me one more day.

I want to tell him myself.

In my own way, please.

Take care.
Your fate is in there.

It is a silly peasant game. And
you have to drink it first.

Now we wait.

We decide everything here
by coffee.

Business, holidays,
even our husbands.

And that works?

When two families come together
to arrange a marriage,

the young girl
serves them coffee.

If it is sweet,
she approves of the match.

If it is bitter, go away.

The more sugar,
the deeper the love.

It is
all peasant nonsense.

You are not dressed in black.

Until I am certain
Turgut is dead, I can't...

- Do you take me for a fool?
- No...

We both know.

Everyone but Orhan knows.

My brother is in heaven.

I am not ready to remarry.

You came to my house
and we agreed.

You would humiliate me
in front of my family.

This marriage is not for you.
It is for Orhan.

He will become my son.

I have a duty to my brother.

This is our way!

No, this is your way.

Orhan! Come!

No.

Orhan!

Your pride has done this.

Please not like this.

What have I done?

Nothing cherub. Leave us.

Your father has been dead
for four years.

Your mother has lied to you.

Don't listen to him.

Your father is a hero.

Be proud.

Mother!

That is why God
never gave you a son.

You will never have him.

You will never have me...
or this place.

You are no better
than the slut upstairs.

Stay here.

Stop!

Stop, you fool!
This is not your business!

This is what you want?

The enemy?

It has nothing
to do with him!

My brother was a fool!

You disgrace our family!

This ass doesn't understand
one word of our language.

Go!

Go! You have to leave now!

You have offended his honor!
He will not forgive this!

He hit you!
I hit him!

You see, you understand nothing.
You will never understand!

I thought I was doing
the right thing. Yes.

Yes, you and your sons and your
armies, all doing the right thing!

All you did was
rob Orhan of a father

and left me with
choices like this!

Then, please, let me help.

So now you will rescue us?

I didn't mean it like that.
I raised three boys.

And where are they now?

This is not your world!
Go home, Mr. Connor!

You don't need to go.

She gets angry
with me all the time.

You would make
a good ambassador, Connor Bey.

You know him?

This man has
dishonored my family!

My orders are
to take him to Major Hasan.

Come here, Connor.

First, we will teach him
a lesson about honor.

All four of you?

You want to fight? We are still at war.
Join the Nationalists.

Come on.

I found your son's name
on a list of wounded.

They take him from
Canakkale to a camp in Afion.

After Afion, we don't know.

Winters are hard.

What, you mean he died there?

No more records.
We are Ottoman, not German.

Tomorrow you will be on a
boat, back to Australia.

Jemal and I will
travel east to Ankara.

Mustafa Kemal is gathering
a Nationalist Army there.

We must pass through Afion. I will
ask if anyone remembers your son.

Could he still be in Afion?

No.

As a soldier, as a father,

I tell you.

It is past praying-

"The wind invisible
sweeps us through the world.

Remember God so much
that you are forgotten."

Mustafa Kemal!

Who's he toasting?

Turkey's future.

Look at him.

He is the worst sergeant
in the whole Ottoman army.

Three times I have
saved this man's life.

Never once in battle.

Look at him.

Like a peacock with big
moustache and gold buttons.

"L love my wife,
I love my children,

"I have a big
stick up my arsehole."

Tonight, we kill this man
with lion's milk.

Forget.

First Australian I met,
not to shoot at, to talk to,

was a thief at Lone Pine.

This man waves a white cloth,

calls out and walks straight
across No Man's Land.

He is carrying something.

A thousand guns are on him,

2,000 eyes, but he walks.

He reaches us

and drops one of our wounded
into our hands.

We shared a cigarette
and he walked back.

And no one shot him?

I should have.

It's only when he got back

I realized he had
stolen my cigarettes.

And my lighter.

Mr. Connor.

I'm sorry if I disturbed you.
If I could pick up my bag?

Of course.
Orhan put it in your room.

I wish to apologize
for all I said.

I was angry.

I meant none of it.

I'm the one who should be apologizing.
You're right.

I did fill their heads
with heroic nonsense.

God and King and country.

It was my job to steer
my boys to manhood

and I failed them.

I measure a man by how much
he loves his children,

not by what
the world has done to them.

They'll be here for
me in the morning.

Well...

You can't travel
on an empty stomach.

Mr. Connor?
Mr. Connor! Good morning!

Mr. Connor?
Mr. Connor! Good morning!

Come down here, please. We've
a very long walk to the dock.

Lieutenant, if you'd be so
kind as to go down to the dock

and speak to the captain

and make sure he
holds that boat.

Thank you.

I saw him.

I saw him clearly.
He's not dead.

You cannot go back.

No.

Connor!

Come on.

Kick that damned door in!

Come on!

Go up onto the roof.
You can get to the city wall.

Move!

Where is Connor?

Where is Joshua Connor?

Connor!

Upstairs. Quickly!

Be careful of the tiles.

On the roof!

Connor!

Connor!

He's alive. I know he is.

Please. Take me with you.

Go!

Run! Run!

Go jump on the other wagon.

Sergeant.

Soldiers, put on
your uniforms!

Ambassador,

what part of Ottoman Empire
did Australia get?

It wasn't about land for us.

Always it's about land.

We don't need any more land.

We fought for a principle.

You fight, you die, you get nothing.
Good principle.

We should do business
with this country.

A weapon, yes?

In the right hands.
Yeah?

It's a game called cricket.

Cricket?
Yes, it's a cricket bat.

You play?

Yeah. Well, yeah, everybody plays.
Yeah?

Yeah. You need a ball
and that's the bat.

Show us.

Uh, you need a lot of space.
Yeah, yeah.

Hey boys, make room.

Mr ANZAC will show us a game.

Tidy up. Clear some space.

So the idea is
you have the ball

and you bowl it
with a straight arm

and you try and
hit the wicket.

Straight arm?
Straight arm.

Ready?

Here it is. Watch now.

That's the way.
Just a straight arm.

Englishers.
Always with rules.

Give me the stick.
Give me the stick.

Sergeant.

Be ready, boys.

The Greeks are deeper inland
than I thought.

They terrorize the people
and burn the towns.

We used to be one country.
Now we are constantly at war.

Roll up the shades.

Get down!

Joshua, pick up a gun!

We have an officer.

Take him out...

Shoot him with his own gun.

This man is my prisoner.

He is Australian.

Your ally.

Australian?

Kangaroo?

I'm from Australia, yes.

Leave him for now.

Gather up all their weapons.

Search their bags for gold.

Hurry!

Anzac Bey.

Don't invade a country
if you don't know where it is.

God, forgive his sins.

Our horses need rest.

Raki?
Ouzo.

Same mother.

To Jemal.

It is a miracle Allah
turned a blind eye so long.

I will ride with you
as far as Afion.

Joshua! Where are you going?
Afion is this way.

He's here.

We look for the man
who built the windmill.

Arthur!

He paints the icons
in the old church.

Arthur!
Joshua! Come.

Arthur?

Art.

Dad?

Son.

Are you here?

Yes.

Yes.

Time to come home.

I'm not coming back.

None of us are.

They're dead.

I know.

How's Mum?

She's with your brothers.

You told me to
take care of them.

You said, "Look after
your brothers." I didn't.

Henry had his face shot off.

One minute he was there
and then he just wasn't.

Ed bled out for hours.

Artie.
Hey.

I want Mum.

Hold on.

Someone“ some for us.

I'm a gut-shot rabbit.

Artie.

Yes, mate?

I can't shoot myself or...

they won't let me into heaven.

No, you...

You can't ask me.

You have to do it.
No.

You're my brother.

Climb onto the carpet, mate.

Let's get out of here.

Take me home, Artie.

It only works if
you close your eyes.

I love you.

Tangu.

I killed them.

They can't come home.

So,

you see...

It's all right
to leave me here.

I didn't lift a finger
to stop any of you.

I killed your brothers
the day I waved you off.

Arthur,

your brothers live on in you.

You must go.

It's too dangerous here.

He's right, Joshua.

The Greek soldiers are here.

I must leave, now.

How do I thank you?

Tell your son,
when he is well,

tell him he still owes me
a packet of cigarettes.

And one lighter.

Dad!

Arthur!
Dad!

This way!

Give us a hand.

This will take you
across the valley.

Once you're past the village, head
north towards the coast and follow it.

I'm not leaving without you.

I've buried your mother,

I've buried your brothers.

If you're not coming with me,
I'll have nowhere to go.

Either we leave here together

or we'll die here.

Together.

Is it cold?
No.

It's freezing.

When we finish here,

why don't we see if we can
find some fresh clothes?

Righto.

Sounds good.

You want room?

Clean sheets, hot water...

No Germans.

Joshua Bey!

You came back for me!

Welcome back, Mr. Connor.
Is this your son?

Arthur.

Orhan.

Help me show Arthur
our second-best room.

She is outside.

Mr. Connor.

I hope you are well.

You speak Turkish
like a villager.

Am I welcome here?

All are welcome here.

You don't seem
surprised that I'm back.

It was in your coffee.
Weeks ago, before you left.

I told you, everything
is in the coffee.