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Radio: If you're heading out of town for the holidays take it easy, drivers...

With no option but to return to Adelaide last Sunday

without any clues to her children's whereabouts.

Our next report is from Sydney, where householders in the western suburbs

report flocks of white oookatoos attacking their houses.

We contacted the department of agriculture

but they could offer no explanation for the phenomenon,

except that the birds could've been attempting

to correct an imbalance in their diet

by eating the wooden surrounds and balcony rails of the houses.

Little comfort to the residents, who can only watch the birds flocking

and hope that they don't attack again.

This is the damage they caused at the home of...

Hello?

Hi, Mark.

Did you just ring a minute ago?

No, no, no reason.

Will you hang on a sec?

Hello again.

No, no, we won't be able to.

Peter's being a real shit.

You know how he is when he digs his heels in.

Actually, we're not talking at the moment.

You're still going to eildon though, aren't you?

I mean, just cos I can't...

Marce?

Marce, are you there?

Hey, what's going on, marce?

Sorry, I dropped something. I didn't catch what you said.

Where's Peter going to drag you off to?

I don't know.

Some beach up north. Should be really great with the weather we're having.

Shit!

Have I got time for a shower?

You're the one that wanted to get away early.

Oh well, is everything ready, is it?

- Nearly. - Oh.

I thought you were gonna ask mrs whatshername to feed cricket.

I didn't feel right about asking someone we don't even know to babysit your dog.

Well, I'll ask her.

She's not home.

I don't think cricket's going to starve to death.

There's three whole cans of dog food there.

If she finishes that, she can go without. She's too fat anwnay.

You can't just plop a pile a of dog food down on the porch and expect her to...

Look, why don't we take her? We'll take her.

Look at the poor old bugger, you know? She's knows we're going away...

Why don't you and cricket go away and I'll stay at home and bark at the birds!

Radio: Speculations concerning the flying saucer...

As it happens, I was there during the crisis but I lived the real nature experience.

I was listening to that.

In public seems unknown to the researchers I've spoken to.

It's caused me much anxiety of mind...

Did you get in touch with Mark and frieda?

Yes.

Told them we couldn't come?

Yes.

Can they struggle along without us this weekend?

- They still going to eildon? - Yes!

Aren't we talking?

Love, look, I'm not trying to start anything, I'm not.

I just think that, all things considered, you know...

We should back off for a while, all four of us.

- You can lie in the sun, recuperate... - Recuperate?!

Anyone would think I'd been sick!

Oh no, it's me too love.

- You know I need a change. - Oh, my god!

All right.

All right, you're not wild about camping. We're not exactly roughing it either.

$2,000 worth of camping gear, I should hope not!

For that we could have had a vip suite at the southern cross!

You'd be an authority on hotel rooms.

Get fucked!

I see.

Jesus!

Bit quiet for a long weekend, isn't it?

Too far from the highway to make that much difference.

All we get round here is the lost and the locals.

You up from the smoke?

- Yeah. - Oh yeah?

- Where ya headin'? - Moondah, moondah beach.

Ah, where's that?

It's just about five miles up the road, isn't it?

You heard of any moondah beach, Kim?

Just before the abattoir?

Ah, there's more bloody tracks and scrub up that way these days.

Don't see much traffic, not since the sand mining moved out.

In, oh, '63.

- '64. - Whatever.

Never heard of no moondah beach though.

Where are we?

Oh, we're nearly there.

It's just down the road.

Come on!

Shit!

Hey, cricket!

G'day, girl.

You knew, didn't you?

That was close.

I ran over a kangaroo tonight.

Ah, now that looks promising.

Ah, getting close now, smell the ocean.

Marcia: That's the same tree.

It's not the same tree, how could it be?

We're going round in circles, Peter.

We've been on the same track for nearly an hour.

- How could it possibly be... - Then where are we, Peter?

May I offer a suggestion?

Let's go back and spend the night at the hotel.

We'll sleep in the car.

- Here? - Yeah.

We must be close now.

We'll catch some sleep and we'll find the beach in the morning.

- I'm sorry if we got a... - Sh!

Piss off, cricket!

Good morning!

Where are we?

We're here.

Sun is shining.

Birds are singing.

- Your bacon's burning. - Shit! Is it?

Fuck!

What did you do with my clothes?

What do you want clothes for?

I mean, who's going to see you except me and the seagulls?

You know, we... We just missed the Mark last night.

If we'd gone another 100 yards we would've made it.

Well... don't congratulate me

for doing such an extraordinary, splendid job of setting up the camp.

Clever boy.

What have you been doing to the tree?

Chopping it down.

Why?

Why not?

Hey, come with me. I want to show you something.

Ta-da!

What do you reckon, eh? What do you reckon?

What do we do for toilets?

Toilets? She wants toilets.

I'm not the outdoors type, Peter.

I love you.

Cross your heart and hope to die?

- What's that? - Where?

There, in your hair!

Bastard!

Yuck!

What did you call me?

- Nothing! - Eh?

Nothing!

Say "uncle"!

Uncle.

Uncle with sugar on top.

- If you don't get off, I'll piss myself. - Oh no!

Bully!

Go find a rat! Go get a rat!

Get a rat!

Go fetch a rat!

- Peter? - Mm?

The tree with the arrow carved in it, it's just down the track.

Yeah, I told you last night. If we'd gone another 100 yards,

- we would've been... - No, a track ends here.

I mean, how could we have gone around in a circle?

Obviously, we didn't.

I was right the first time.

Peter!

Peter!

Peter!

Peter!

What's the matter? Cricket, shut up!

Is there something wrong?

There was a shape in the water!

There was a dark shape out there in the water!

It could've been a shark or something.

Marcia: What would you have done if I'd have died?

What kind of question is that, for Christ's sake?

What would you've done? Sold the house?

Christ! I don't know.

Would you have remarried?

You didn't die so let's forget about it. All right?

Marcia: What'd you want for tea tonight, steak or chicken?

What's wrong with a bit of fresh fish?

- Nothing, except we haven't got any. - I'll catch some.

I'll think I'll defrost something anwnay.

Peter, where's the insecticide?

In the tent.

What do you think that noise was last night?

Sounded like a baby crying.

You're not going to tell me it was a tomcat, not out here.

I don't know, love.

Not sure I heard anything at all.

Where are you going?

Oh, I thought I might go for a bit of a wander. What are you going to do?

Think I might organise a shower.

Christ!

You all right?

Jesus Christ!

Bloody thing shouldn't have gone off. It was on safety.

I put the safety on it.

Fetch your stick! Go on, fetch your stick.

Fetch your stick! Fetch your stick!

Drop it.

Come on!

Come on!

Ah!

Whoo!

Come on, cricket!

All right!

All right, you guys!

This is Clayton, see?

Shit!

Shit!

Very funny.

Very cranky.

Sorry.

It's all right.

- I just can't get in the mood... - Don't worry about it, it's all right.

Dr Malcolm said it could take a couple of weeks.

- Love, it's been a couple of months. - Has it?

Well, I'm very sorry, Peter, I can't help it.

Well... is it painful?

Is it more of a mental block?

What exactly is the problem? I'm only a man.

- I've gotta have these things explained... - I'm sure it's only temporary!

Peter: Saw another car down the end of the beach.

Thought we had the place to ourselves.

Look, what's shitting you anwnay?

- I told you, I've got... - No, I mean what's really shitting you?

- I'm bored! - Well, Christ, whose bloody fault is that?

Get off your arse and do something

instead of smoking cigarettes and reading dirty books. Amuse yourself!

I wanted to go to eildon, remember?

All right then, take the car and piss off. Go on, piss off.

Peter, I'm not the type for crapping in the sunshine and yarning around campfires.

Water's too cold, the sun's too hot.

All right then, so what am I supposed to do?

Why don't you go fuck yourself, marcia?

Peter!

Peter!

Peter!

- Peter, it was heading straight... - I know, I know, I saw it.

You don't understand!

I saw the thing. It's ok, I'm all right.

I'm ok now, darling. It's ok.

Bit preoccupied, my love?

Let's go home.

We just got here.

Make it worth your while, gorgeous.

Home is where I leave my dirty socks.

- Should've married your mother. - You've got better tits.

I'm serious, Peter.

- About marrying my mother? - About going home.

Why?

Beat the traffic.

You're kidding, aren't ya?

Yeah.

What'd you do with the cheek?

I put it back in the fridge.

Peter: Love? Marce?

- Uh-huh? - This chook's gone off.

Couldn't have.

Well, it has. In fact, it's bloody rotten. You must've left it out too long.

- That's impossible. - Well, have a look at it.

It couldn't go off that quickly.

It's got mould on it.

Love?

I wasn't kidding, let's get out of here.

- Oh, come on! - I don't like it.

- Just a little bit of mould on the ch... - I'm not talking about a fucking chook!

There was that thing in the surf.

It's dead. Anwnay, most sharks are harmless.

Peter, it wasn't a shark.

Of course it was a shark.

Hey, what's this?

I think it's an eagle egg.

Hey, I wonder if you can eat eagle eggs? We could make an omelette.

I'm gonna crack a beer. Do you want one?

No thanks.

An eagle attacked me!

Shit!

Eagles don't attack people.

Spear guns don't go off with the safety on.

It was the cheek. He was probably after the cheek.

You can smell that thing a mile away.

It was a she. She wanted her egg.

But you didn't even see it!

Why in the name of god did you do that?

It's just an egg.

It's a living thing. What's the matter with you?

- You know what's the matter with me. - You didn't have to smash it.

I didn't have to have an abortion, Peter!

- What are you doing? - Leaving!

- Oh, for Christ's sake, marcia. - No, no that's it, I've had it!

You stay and play with the wildlife. I'll be at the hotel.

Are you coming or not?

Not.

Hello again.

What's wrong with it?

I've switched it onto the alternate battery to run the fridge.

Well, switch it back.

Try the horn.

Marce?

Hey.

Hey, marce?

Hey, sweetheart?

Sweetheart.

G'day there.

Hello, possum.

What ya doing there, eh?

Want a nice grape?

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on, take the grape.

Come on.

Marcia!

Marcia, open up for Christ's sake, will ya? Open up!

What's the matter?

What's wrong?

We'll leave in the morning.

Oh dear!

How's your hand?

Fine.

Bloody possum.

- I'll do that. - I don't mind.

I thought we'd get an early start.

Careful with the guitar!

You'll scratch it.

Sorry.

Thought we might have time to drive back by the inland route.

You mean via eildon?

No sense in wasting the rest of the weekend.

Well?

- Can I help you with the tent? - I'll do the tent.

Right, I'll finish packing this.

Split the sugar.

I'm sorry, I'm only trying to help!

If you want to help why don't you go for a walk and let me do the packing?

I don't want to go for a walk.

Marcia: I told you it wasn't a shark.

No, it certainly isn't a shark.

Then what is it?

It's a bunyip.

A what?

It's a dugong. A sea cow.

Apparently there used to be thousands of 'em all along the coast

until they were killed off for oil.

- It's ugly. - Yeah.

She's not very pretty out of the water, is she?

Crabs have been at her, by the look of it.

Stinks.

Well...

There's the source of the noises you've been hearing.

She's probably got a pup in the area.

I reckon the young sound just like a human baby when they cry.

You poor old lady.

Peter: It'll take ten minutes to get that thing in there...

Marcia: Just take forever.

Peter: I just don't see the hurry, you know.

Marcia: I don't want to go anwnhere.

Peter: I just think it's a pity to rush off, that's all.

Marcia: You promised.

I'm not saying I want to spend another night here, you know but...

You promised.

Look, what's the difference if we leave this afternoon after lunch...?

- You promised! - All I want to do

is drive to the other end of the beach and see the people camped there.

That's all! Couple of hours!

We'll be back here and out of here by one or two at the latest.

They won't be there. They've gone.

Not everyone's scared of the dark, marcia.

Sings: If you go down in the woods today

you might get a big surprise.

If you go down in the woods today you won't believe your eyes.

Back to being cannibals, are we?

You wanted to drive up the beach, we're driving up the beach.

What else do you want?

It's not a question of what I want, marcia.

I mean I realise that I can't always have everything I want.

I accept that.

What you don't seem able to accept

is the fact that the reality of our situation demands...

Are you being philosophical?

Cos there's no point in trying to talk rationally to you

when you're being philosophical.

I think I see things more clearly than you do, marcia.

I can stand back and view a situation in perspective.

I really do see you so much more clearly now.

You self-indulgent maggot.

You drag me to this awful, ugly place

and you poke your head out of your $2,000 shell like a tortoise and call it reality.

Who do you think you're fooling?

You're not Tarzan, I'm certainly not Jane by a long shot.

What are you trying to prove?

Reality, my pet, is punt road at 5.00pm

and dinner parties for the right people and making a whole lot of bread.

Those are your own words, you bastard.

Is reality screwing the neighbours and murdering the unborn?

You prick!

You were so damn hot for frieda you pushed Mark and me together.

Then you bellow like a wounded tomcat when the whole grotty plan backfires in your face.

If it wasn't murder why didn't you tell me right away?

It was none of your business.

Did you think I'd agree to having it destroyed?

Nothing was destroyed!

You said it cried. Those were your words.

Oh, stop it! You pig!

I'd rather sleep with Mark's dogs than sleep with you again!

Oh that's it, yeah, that's it. Blame me instead of yourself.

You didn't want a kid.

Me, I love kids.

Shit, I despise you.

It was all a grotesque mistake, wasn't it?

You knew it wasn't mine.

So you panicked and you attacked.

Just like you attacked that eagle's egg.

Oh, spare me the grotty symbolism.

This week it'll be a divorce, next week it'll be guitar lessons.

You won't leave me though, sugar.

Because weak as you think I am, I'm all you've got.

We'll see.

Hmm.

Ooh.

How we relish the taste of human flesh, eh, love?

Neo-cannibals.

Estranged cannibals filing for divorce on Monday.

Long weekend, sugar.

You'll have to miss tennis and do it Tuesday.

Well, where are they?

- They were here yesterday. - Well, they're not now.

What are you doing?

Gonna have a look around.

- Peter... - I'll be five minutes, all right?

Five minutes, I swear to god, I'll take the car and I'll leave you here!

Radio: Today conducted its first nuclear test this year.

The new China news agency reported the test.

22nd since China's first atomic explosion in 1964,

but did not reveal the size of the explosion.

Or say whether it was carried out underground or on the surface.

A spokesman said they...

A yield of less than 20 kilotons.

Radio: Between britain and the north Atlantic treaty organisation...

Over British customs defence expenditure.

The row became public yesterday

with the publication of an extraordinarily frank letter

from the NATO secretary general dr Joseph luns...

G'day, fella.

Hey, don't be like that.

See if we can get you out of there, eh?

Marcia!

Let me go!

No! Let me go!

Can't we go any faster?

The last thing we need now is a broken axle.

Well, what took you so long?

Look, we're gonna have to notify the authorities.

You notify the authorities. I'm going straight home!

Where's cricket?

Cricket?

Cricket?

Was she with us when we went down the beach?

Don't know, haven't seen her since this morning.

Cricket!

Look down the beach, would you? I'll look around here.

Peter, it's getting late. We're not gonna make it!

We'd better hurry then, hadn't we?

Cricket!

Cricket!

Cricket!

Cricket!

Peter!

It's still alive, Peter.

- Can't be. - It is!

Come and look at it.

Ah, Jesus! We can't just leave without her.

It's not gonna take very long to go down

- the other end of the beach... - I'll send someone to get you.

Look, marcia!

I'm not leaving without cricket.

Cricket's dead.

You're lying.

I buried her.

Where?

In the bushes.

You're lying!

I'm not going without cricket.

Agh!

Be dark soon.

Well, well, well.

Cricket!

Cricket!

Marcia! Come back!

Wanna come in here?

Come here with me? Eh?

You wouldn't leave me, would ya, girl? Eh?

You wouldn't leave me, would ya?

Jesus, cricket.

Shut up, cricket!

Cricket, shut up!

Jesus!

Oh, Jesus, cricket!

Agh!

Get in the car, cricket!

Get out of it!

Get in the car, cricket!