All language subtitles for McLeods.Daughters.S05E06 - Do You Read Me....en

♪ Ah ♪

Previously on McLeod's Daughters.

(soft melodic music)

I can't accept Harrison into my life.

I have to see him, I can't stop that.

You're looking good Jod,
and I don't mean the car.

Oh, and you, Greg Dawson,

have not changed a
bit since primary school.

You have.

Somebody used baling
twine to tie up the gate.

It's only a couple of fibers,
but that's enough.

We'll have to change the classification.

Sounds like Mrs. Ryan wears the pants.

Oh yeah, and the boots.

Well, now you've found the source,

then that should be the end of it, right?

Well, I can't ignore it.

Ignore what?

So, I should stay out of her way?

As far as possible, don't ever cross her.

(spacey electronic music)

(radio buzzing)

30 years we've known each other,

and you're too busy to come
to dinner on my birthday.

Sorry Bill, got too much on...

It's that tractor isn't it?

I told you, it was an accident.

And I heard at the hairdresser's

that the Kershaws are looking pretty rocky.

You can't believe anything Tanya says,

she'd talk the leg off a table...

[Woman] Apparently,
they had a huge yelling match at the...

G'day mate, it's your car again,

it's as dead as a doornail,

you'll have to get the
battery off the old engine.

You called yourself Wet Tee.

All the handles are like that on bands...

And you really picked this
Renegade guy up on the air?

Hey, it's a better bet than the web.

At least you know you're not talking

to some 14-year old geek.

Renegade promised a good time,
and he delivered.

So, have you got another date?

No, but he said he'd call.

Yeah, sure he will.

Manfredi, do you read me?

Over.

What now? Over.

Just checkin' on how
the hen house is goin'.

Don't forget you got the
boundary fence repaired later on.

Over.

Well,
in the three minutes since you last called,

we put up one more plank, bye.

Two nails per sheet,
per stud, or it'll wobble.

Over.

Yes, thanks.

Should I remember to breathe, too?

Over it and out.

How long does a sore ankle take to heal?

Too long, obviously.

She's Genghis Kahn with a two-way radio.

Well, it was Alex's two-radio first.

He created the monster,
so he can pull the plug.

(engine running)

What do you want,
wiper blades for your sunglasses?

Had some modifications in mind.

Give her a bit more grunt.

Hey, don't rub my face in it Greg, okay.

You got my car,
I don't wanna know about it.

Does Terry know that
you turn away customers?

Only ones that know nothing about engines.

(engine roaring)

Oh, that's an Alfa one four seven.

Yeah, brilliant, you win a spine.

No, I never miss.

Jods, how's the pub going?

Oh, it's fun Greg,
I get to sneak water into your beer.

You know, if you two didn't
have a communication problem,

then none of this woulda happened.

What, you now what Greg.

Don't try and buy beer off me again,

because next time it won't
be water that I put in it.

(upbeat rock music)

Hey, Manfredi, do you read me?

Over.

Manfredi, do you read me?

Over.

I'm at the fence line,
I remembered the wire,

and the pliers, and the strainer,

and I flossed this morning.

Over.

Glad to hear it, Kate.

(engine running)

Has Killarney's man turned up yet?

Over.

Yeah, he's here right now.

Over and out.

(upbeat rock music)

Your doing the fence?

Hands are on a two-day muster.

I wasn't expecting you either.

Well, I'm the only Drovers
farmhand at the moment.

Get the wire out of the back.

I only take orders from Tess, and Stevie.

We'll just use your wire for now,
then, shall we.

♪ It'll take some time to find
your heart and come back home ♪

♪ You could walk for miles ♪

♪ Cross every river and
find you're not alone ♪

♪ 'Cause I'll be there ♪

♪ 'Cause I'll be there ♪

More spark than a welders' convention,
'eh then Candy?

Over.

How 'bout an eyeball later today?

I'm a bit busy today,
but hold that thought.

You seeing someone else?

No way, I'm free as a bird.

I hope Wet Tee's listening, Renegade,

she might learn something.

There's a new girl givin' me a hard time.

And who's Wet Tee?

Over and out.

I think you wrecked my weekend there,
new girl.

Over.

Call me Jezebel,
and I'd love to say it's been a pleasure,

but I gotta go.

Over.
(spacey electronic music)

Not so fast, Jezebel.

This could be the start
of a beautiful friendship.

Let's say we meet,
the Gungellan pub for lunch?

Sorry, no can do.

Over.

Well, I'm gonna be there anyway.

The pub, one o'clock.

Hope you change your mind there, Jezebel.

Out.

Fat chance.

Thanks for that Meg,
I'm gonna hit the road.

Okay, you coping alright?

Oh yeah, no shortage of help.

Oh.

Here you go.

Thanks, Nick Ryan, isn't it?

The vultures are circling.

Paula, divorce,
and the kid's eyes all over Nick,

and she's not the only one.

Nick and Tess are not together,
people talk.

People get it wrong.

Well, so, by executive assistant,

you mean photocopying, and licking stamps.

Right, okay, thank you for your time.

They must be flat-out over at Drovers

with Stevie out of action.

You know,
a vindictive Hindu might say that Stevie

getting her foot stomped
on by a cow was karma.

Lucky you're not a vindictive Hindu.

Why don't you give her a call?

Mum, I have moved on.

Drovers can survive without me,

and I can survive without them.

And the pub'll do for now.

Did you hear Nick Ryan split with his wife?

Yeah, no wonder,
house full of women out there.

Especially that redhead,
talk about a handful.

This is not what I had in mind.

Sorry, I'm just keepin' myself in the loop.

Yeah, right.

Come on, I'll take you to town,
and buy you a lemonade.

No, my doctor's appointment
isn't until tomorrow.

Stevie, you've got errands.

Now,
Tess tells me the chicks are traumatized

by the renovations, you need eggs.

Well, they can wait, I've gotta check on...

Hey stop it, don't you be a handful.

Here you go.

Hey there, one beer, thanks.

Just the beer.

You know, Greg,
it's a lovely day outside, perhaps,

sir could take his cheating bum out there.

Look, it was a grudge match
thing between Luke and me.

You tricked us.

If it looked that way, then I'm sorry,

you just got caught in the middle.

You know, if you're really sorry,

you'd give us the car back.

I'll tell you what,
why don't we talk about it,

over dinner, just you and me?

Yeah, Greg that'll happen.

Hey, you've come to visit me.

I forgot you worked here, actually.

Alex dragged me into town
to help with some errands.

You meeting someone?

No.

Yes you are.

No I'm not.

Come on, I can see that
look on your face a mile away.

I'm just killin' time.

Can I have a lemon,
lime, and bitters, please?

Sure.

You must be Jezebel.

Renegade.

G'day, recognize that sexy voice anywhere.

Stuck out of the back of nowhere,
busted ankle,

this bull's poor and dead, lookin' at me

like I'm the one on the
plate with pepper sauce.

What'd you do, take him on?

I thought about it, for about two seconds.

Then I ran like a mad thing,
busted ankle and all.

Nothing like fear to kill the pain.

So, tell me about Wet Tee.

Youch, you don't muck around.

Well, I've known a few use
'em and lose 'em types, so.

I love women, it's true.

I lived with a special woman, three years.

I've had other women for months, weeks.

Wet Tee didn't make past a morning.

And I've done that, too.

I'm up front about all that,
I never two-time,

and it's fun while it lasts,
I guarantee it.

I'm gonna head off,
my brother's here to pick me up, so.

Wanna give me your phone number?

You don't even know my real name.

Not for want of trying.

Why don't we just take it slow.

Channel 36.

Well, if you want my private channel,
it's 19.

Be waiting for your call, Jezzy.

I don't know, I leave you
alone in the pub for 10 minutes,

and you're pickin' up blokes.

I didn't pick him up in the pub,

I picked him up on the
two-way this morning.

Oh, that's alright then.

Talk about desperate on channel 36.

Hey, I'm not desperate,

but there are women out there who are,

you should warn Nick.

It's all over the air,
he's a free-range chicken.

You there Renegade?

It's Candy.

Over.

Hi, Candy.

Baby, listen I'm expecting a call,
I can't talk right now.

Over.

Okay, some other time then.

Out.

Raw Four to Renegade.

Over.

Raw Four, where you been, I need money now.

Over.

Shut it.

Well, what's the holdup if they

think it wasn't an accident?

Hey shut it would ya?

No sweat, this is my private channel.

You got 48 hours.

Tammy's startin' to drive me up the wall.

I prefer the single life,
if you know what I mean.

Over.

I'm doin' my best.

That fruitcake wife of mine's bled me dry.

The only thing I'll be
payin' for will be her funeral.

(knocking on door)

Hi, feel like a video?

Why are the good-looking
ones always the creeps?

Is this your two-way romance?

He has a woman there, Tammy.

Heart's pounding at lunch,
dumped by suppertime.

You and Renegade have had quite a big day.

Taxi service around here
isn't what it used to be.

What do you want for nothing?

I'm giving you your usual fare,
six-pack, chilled.

Hey Meg.

Hey.

Oi, are you off to the doc?

Oh, yeah, foot's a lot better though.

Stick it on the account, will ya Meg?

Sure, Joe.

How's your wife?

She's sick, yeah,
doc told her to take it easy.

(spacey electronic music)

(engine gunning)

For Alex, Nick really, from Paula.

He's made a friend there.

Mm, cake.

I suggested she drop it in here,

better than having her turn up

at the boy's cottage, don't you think?

Joe Kershaw a friend?

No, no.

Good, he's trouble.

Wife has a habit if walking into doors.

Said she's sick,
more like she's at home nursing bruises.

You don't happen to know
what the wife's name is?

Starts with a T.

Tammy?

Yeah, I think that's it.

(engine gunning)

Little bit nice for the rag bag.

What ya doin'?

Nothing.

Right, you turning into a bag lady now?

Nice.

Shut up.

Suits ya.

So, tell me again, why am I doing this?

'Cause a woman's life could be at stake.

Right.

So, what exactly did you hear?

Look,
they talked about an insurance payout,

something that was meant
to look like an accident.

Kershaw mentioned his wife's funeral.

And Renegade said he
had Tammy at his place.

Come on, Stevie, I mean,
how bright would you be

putting your murdered
wife's clothes into a bin?

And why is Renegade keeping
a body if she really is dead?

I'm not sayin' it all makes sense.

No, mate, none of it makes sense.

Sure that cow didn't stomp on your head

as well as your foot?

Look, you can laugh,
but you're a big bloke,

you can look after yourself,
but this woman,

she's out there by herself
with no one who cares.

Here, up here.

Joe, isn't it?

Hi, I'm Stevie Hall.

I met your wife a couple a times.

I heard she wasn't well.

Did you?

Yeah, I bought her some magazines.

Okay, well, you can leave 'em with me.

Look, it's no trouble, I'll just drop

'em up at the house.

Doctor Ferguson says she
shouldn't have any visitors.

I'll see that she gets 'em.

Okay, thanks.

Thanks.

So, when do you think
Tammy will be up and about.

Tammy?

Yeah, your wife.

My wife is Therese,
I think you got your wires crossed.

What's the rush?

Your lunch break isn't finished yet.

We have to escape.

Escape what?

Too late.

You started on my car yet?

Yeah,
just tryin' to get the smell out first.

Funny.

That'd be a Leland P76.

I nailed it, it's easy.

You know, I don't think I've ever missed.

Yeah, right.

Okay, you get me any vehicle,

and I'll guess it blind,
just by the sound of the engine,

and when I'm right...

Which you won't be.

Luke, you don't have any money, okay.

I won't need it.

Okay, how 'bout I stake my bike.

If you're wrong, which you will be,
I get my car back.

Thanks, but no, I've seen your bike, mate.

Yeah, right.

All talk.

There is something, though.

If I guess right, and I will,
I get a date with Jodi.

(upbeat rock music)
What, no way!

You're out of your tree Greg.

What, you don't think the
car's worth a date with Jodi?

Obviously you can't
get your own girlfriend.

Obviously you're paranoid

you're gonna lose yours
after one date with me.

How much do you want your car back?

Tool.

Take a break.

You're no good to me if
you collapse from hunger.

Thanks for your concern.

At least have a drink.

Thanks.

Hey, have you got a raised
mole on the back of your neck?

Not that I know of.

You've got a tick.

What, where?

Get it off!
Calm down.

Get it off!

Calm down, if you squash it,

it's head will stay under your skin

with it's jaws clamped
on your blood vessels,

and then it, it rots.

Can you get it off please Kate.

Which causes blood poisoning.

I don't like it, I don't like ticks.

Well, they're just like us, really.

Just in need of a drink,

only instead of water they go for blood.

Oh please, hurry up.

Let me guess, I bet you don't like leeches.

Is it out?

Not yet, try not to move.

If you move I might rupture its thorax,

and it'll be trapped in there for good.

Gotcha, ew, it's a big one.

Thanks.

Hey,
have you heard of those African spiders?

They lay eggs under your skin.

Yeah, I've had enough for one day,

I've got other stuff to do.

Same time tomorrow?

Yep, sure.

Thank you.

CB radios are not just for truckies,

there's a whole world out there, thanks.

Dating, gossip.

Gossip?

Like what?

Like, Bill Bryant's having a barney

with his brother-in-law.

Arthur Pringle's bought a new car.

You and Nick have separated.

What a day, pulling one

blood-sucking beast out of another.

Sandra had a tick.

Dinner's looking grim, who's rusted on?

That'd be me.

Oh, Tess, can I run through the figures

for the hydroponic feed
system with you later?

Yeah, I looked at that, it's a nice idea,

but the money they want up-front, it's,

well it's just it's too much for us,
sorry Kate.

Cheese on toast, okay for everyone?

Yeah.

It's fine, I'll make something.

So, what are they saying about me and Nick?

Hey, I don't get it,

how come every woman in the
area thinks we need feeding up?

Not us mate, you.

Yeah, the words gone out, marriage crisis.

Apparently, you're too upset to cook,

and you're single again.

That's the goss, anyway.

Well, I haven't said anything to anyone,
either has Tess.

Yeah, well, you're here,
she's there, that's all it takes.

I tell you one thing, though,

I've been single for months and months,

I haven't received one
single lamington yet,

what's the go there?

Yep, no worries, and sorry,
again, about Tamarind Seed.

Righto.

Everything alright, mate?

No, a bloke's horse broke
it's leg down a rabbit hole.

I had to help him put it down,
nice horse too.

D'you hear any of this stuff

about me and Tess breaking up?

Yeah, I had a few clients
fishing for the real story,

female clients, you big stud.

(baby crying)
Put 'em straight?

Well, spit out you're not
exactly with Tess right now.

I'll get Harrison.

Told ya.

Can you believe that creep?

A date for a car.

As if Dawson could guess any engine blind.

Like there's that guy, fills up here,

drives an old Fiat,
I really doubt he'd get that.

Yeah, my Mate Robbo, right,

he put a Lada engine into a Honda.

You're kidding, what a moron.

That's what I said.

Greg would never get that.

Nah, he'd never get that.

He'd be guessing for a week,
he still couldn't do it.

You oughta go him,
get your car back, win his car as well.

Yeah, I'd love to see his face.

Hey, if your sure he couldn't win.

What?

Well, I think you should take the bet.

We can get your car back.

You almost took my head off last time

I over-bet with this guy,
I lost everything.

Luke, this is the only way
we're gonna get ahead on this.

I mean, we can save up till we're 90,

and try and buy the car back.

The thought of him, and you,
out together, no way.

You said it was a sure thing,

so that's never gonna happen.

Come on, we can teach Greg a lesson.

Hey, I wanna do this, with you.

(mellow rock music)

Okay, so you get three revs of the engine.

No longer than four seconds at a time.

Yeah,
if you don't get it by the third time,

you give me my car back.

You got the Rego papers to seal the deal?

Okay, I'm cool with that.

Now, about this date.

You're not gonna win.

Humor me,
the date lasts from seven pm till sunup.

Okay, one am,
I'll give you perfume to wear,

and if you're having a nice time,

then you're allowed to smile, okay?

Are you all right with this?

Well, it's not gonna happen,
so, yeah, I'm fine.

(engine rumbling)

Morning.

G'day, neck okay?

I don't like ticks much,
but you guessed that.

We should talk about
the wool classing thing.

You mean the baling twine thing.

Yeah, it wasn't a good day for me.

You weren't thinking straight, sure.

I dropped you in it pretty bad,

and you could've said something,
but you didn't.

Well, you could've said something too.

And I didn't, so,
I guess I'm saying it now.

I'm gonna forget the whole thing.

No you won't, but at least I said it.

(soft melodic music)

Thanks for helping me out,

it's much easier with two of us.

Oh, I didn't have a lot else on.

Pity Nick couldn't help you out.

Well, he's busy with Harrison.

Yes, I see them a lot,
so do other people, single people.

And what they see is an
attractive man with a baby,

living with his brother.

Look, I know people are talking about us,

saying that we split up,
but it's no one else's business.

It's a small town, Tess.

What do you want me to do?

Maybe you should meet at the pub,

have a good snog over the pool table.

What, every night for a
month until everyone sees us?

You know, finding a way back together

might really solve the problem.

I know, but until Sally's
ready to take Harrison, then...

I know.

Look, it'll happen, we will happen.

There's a long queue of
lonely people out there, Tess,

you and Nick shouldn't be standing in it.

So I schmoozed Doctor
Ferguson's receptionist

while I was waiting,

and she said she hadn't
seen Kershaw's wife in months.

Right, would that be his wife Therese,
or his wife Tammy?

Well,
maybe I didn't hear the two-way properly.

Maybe it was Terry.

I got stuff to do Stevie,
you know, not including

crime scene investigators,
you know what I'm sayin'?

Look, I heard Renegade say he had Tammy,

or whatever at his place,
just let me ask around,

see if anyone knows his real name.

Then, at least, I've got
something solid to tell the police.

Okay, okay,
but I haven't got all day, alright.

Okay, we got Terry's mate's car,

it's covered up,
it's in the workshop, we're all set.

Excellent.

Hey Jods, these came for you.

Luke, what are you doing?

These must have cost a fortune.

I didn't send them.

Can't wait for the date, Greg.

Okay, that's it, bet's off.

Hey, do you want your car back or not?

He's a sleaze, he actually thinks

he's got a chance with you.

Well, he's wrong isn't he
because both you and I know

what's waiting for him at the truck stop.

They still belong in the bin.

Nothing here yet.

Come on Stevie, time's up, let's go.

Hang on.

Oh yeah, look at him, scary.

Looks like he's about to murder a beer.

Or meet his mistress.

Jo.

Yep.

That woman, over there,
talkin' to that guy.

She's a guest, she's been here a few days,

she's divorcing her husband.

She been seein' much of him?

Well, as little as possible,
that's the husband.

I mean, Therese is really nice,
I don't know

how she ended up with
a creep like Joe Kershaw.

Yep, all that egg on your face
might come in handy, mate.

Your hens have stopped laying, remember.

Hey, have you padlocked the workshop?

The car's in there.

Well, I'm just about to.

Don't worry.

What do you want now?

Thought Jodi might be here.

Bought her this,
little taste of things to come.

Hey, Jodi's with me,
you have noticed that haven't you?

For now.

Okay, okay,
why don't you and I make an arrangement.

You give me time to get
some money together,

and then I'll just buy my car back.

You scared she'll have a good time with me?

No,
I don't wanna put her through five seconds

with you Greg.

You're a space cadet,
and you're really desperate.

Bet's still on, say hi to Jods for me.

Hey Jods, wanna crack some champagne?

Greg was just leaving.

Tomorrow.

Thanks.

Hey, will you stop throwing
away my expensive presents?

He's coming on to you with all this.

But it's the good stuff Luke,
we can't waste it.

So what, you wanna drink it with Greg then?

What is your problem?

He won't let up.

And you've started
looking at him differently.

Oh, please.

Maybe this date won't be so bad, eh?

I'm doing this for you.

Well, you suggested we take the bet.

You said it was a sure thing.

Maybe there's more
than one way we can lose.

(mellow rock music)

(engine rumbling)

Morning,
let's get this show on the road, shall we.

Do you mind?

You smell nice.

I was thinking dinner in Fischer,

and then back to my
place for a DVD or three.

You're jumping the gun a little bit,
aren't you?

Ready when you are?

Okay, you get three,
four second blasts of the engine.

If I need 'em, bring it on.

(engine turning on)

(engine revving)

Interesting, interesting.

Okay, it's not one of your majors,

could be Korean.

Give me another blast.

(engine revving)

Okay, it's four cylinders,
definitely Korean or European.

(upbeat rock music)

Go again.

(engine revving)

It's European.

It's not an Opel, or a Renault.

Fiat?

No, no, no, no, it's something unusual.

Eastern European.

Still there's something not
quite right about that sound.

Oh, I know what it is.

It's in a different body, isn't it?

That's very devious of you Morgan.

It's an eastern European engine in

a

Japanese

body.

Okay, the engine is either a Skoda,
or a Lada.

That hum,

sounds more like a Lada.

Yeah, okay, the engine is a Lada.

The body is a Honda Accord.

Man, what idiot would do that?

Am I right?

I guess we got ourselves a date.

Hydroponics would use a lot of water,
wouldn't it?

No, you save water.

See, there's no evaporation, no runoff.

It all goes in to growing the fodder.

Let me guess,
pays for itself in three years.

Five years,
it fits neatly in to any five-year plan,

if you're in to five-year plans.

Sure, yeah, you can't grow your business

if you don't know where it's headed.

I'm in year two of my first plan,

and you're at the end of it.

Me?

Yeah, managing a property single-handed,

that's me by the end of year five.

It's a pity we call them five-year plans.

Why is that?

Well,
you could reach your goal a lot quicker,

if you're ready to go for it.

(soft melodic music)

Nothing's gonna happen.

Hey, if you think I'm interested in Greg

because he's got money,
then we really do have problems.

Yeah, well you drank his champagne.

I like champagne.

But I also like diesel,

which is just as well
because you reek of it.

Yeah, well no more diesel for you,
just champagne.

(soft melodic music)

(horse whinnying)

♪ You've given me peace
and I won't forget that ♪

♪ My first chance was a gift from you ♪

♪ And I won't deny the sense that I ♪

♪ Belong here ♪

♪ Though I've always dreamed ♪

♪ And though I've always wanted ♪

♪ Many things ♪

♪ So many things ♪

So, once I got the tick out,
we started talking,

and it turns out Sandra
uses five-year plans too.

And, I told her about the hydroponic,

she seemed really interested,
and, you know,

so, we ended up getting on okay.

And I guess all of that's why she,

she offered me a job.

As a farmhand?

No, as farm manager, at Kinsellas.

Right.

Look, Tess, I really appreciate

everything you've done for me,

I love it here,

and I don't wanna leave you guys but,

this is the chance of a lifetime.

It's your big goal, I know that.

Yeah,
I just never thought it would come so soon.

But, I'm still under contract to you,

so, I should give proper notice.

Well, that would help,
since Stevie's out of action.

Well, it's just that Sandra
made it clear it was a now,

or never kinda deal.

I mean,
maybe if I found a replacement real-quick,

or I could beg Sandra for a few extra days.

I just, I can't leave you in the lurch.

I'm not gonna stand in your way,

if it's what you really want.

Yeah, it is.

(soft melodic music)

What do you think, bum?

You gonna miss Kate?

Wow, okay.

This is Sandra, make sure you get a lawyer

to look over the contract.

Yeah, of course.

We'll miss you.

I'll miss you, too.

So, I'll pick you up at seven?

Sure, whatever.

You eat, you watch your movie,

you don't get any ideas, okay?

Hey, we're gonna have a good time,

what happens is up to Jodi.

Is it okay if I fall asleep?

You won't, trust me.

Excuse me, you left these on the workbench.

Thanks. (Upbeat rock music)

Hey, you didn't have those
when you came in yesterday.

Yeah, just before I locked the workshop.

Could've left 'em there days ago.

No, but you were wearing
them yesterday at the pub.

You miserable...
You cheating bastard.

You checked out the car didn't you?

Hey, for a date with you,
it was worth a try.

Hey don't get excited,
it's just the Rego papers.

(upbeat rock music)

Check mate, eh?

Stevie's had me runnin' around all day.

I reckon the two-way Romeo

is helping to murder
this bloke Kershaw's wife.

Not Joe Kershaw?

That was the guy that rang last night

about the insurance papers for his horse.

Well, we found his wife at the pub,

getting the divorce papers signed.

Stevie made a complete goose of herself.

Well, I don't know about his wife,

but that bloke loved his horse.

Had me around there every second day.

Tammy's got a cough, Tammy's got a limp.

And then she fell and snapped her leg.

Tammy is a horse?

Tamarind Seed, beautiful animal.

Hang on,
Stevie heard Kersahw talkin' about Tammy.

Renegade's got a Tammy at his place,

why have two horses by the same name?

This could be a substitution racket.

Stevie heard them talkin' about

makin' something look like an accident.

Mate, the real Tamarind Seed was insured

for a quarter million.

There you go, right.

So, you pass off the dud as a real one,
it dies.

Claim the insurance,
and you still got the real horse.

Let's call the police.

Mate,
we'll need to show 'em something first.

(radio buzzing)

Renegade, this is Jezebel.

Over.

Renegade, this is Jezebel, do you read me?

Over.

I bet you've been thinkin' about me

ever since, eh Jezebel?
(spacey electronic music)

Well, you're not wrong about that,
Renegade.

Listen, I was hoping we could eyeball.

Say I come by your place
with a bottle of something.

Over.

You move fast, Jezebel.

I don't blow my address on the air,

there's too many bonny ballers out there.

How 'bout neutral territory?

The pub for lunch tomorrow, one o'clock.

Then, if things go well...

Over.

Well, I just popped my
thermometer thinkin' about it.

I'm gonna go before you change your mind.

Out.

Nice, I love watchin' a master at work.

Do I really have to do this?

Can't you just tell the police
that the horse you treated

wasn't the real Tamarind Seed?

I've signed the paperwork already,

it's our word against Kershaw's.

We need to find the real one
at Renegade's place, right.

Before she's re-birthed as another horse.

That's right.

Okay, so, tomorrow, I do my thing,

and you'll follow me to Renegade's.

When we know his course and the address,

I'll get the cops, bang.

You know what,
I think I'll just have an entree.

Go straight for that coffee.

I'm told I do make a great coffee.

So, you far out of town?

Not far.

(spacey electronic music)

So, Jezebel,
you ready to tell me your real name?

Stephanie.

That suits you.

And yours?

(phone ringing)

Hello.

Renegade, this is Raw Four.

I'm a bit busy right now mate.

I know, we got a problem.

That filly you picked up turned up

turned out to be bad goods.

You sure?

Oh yeah.

So, what do you wanna do about it?

Just sit tight,

I've taken' care of the
donkey who was with her.

I'm right behind ya.

(hard rock music)

(engine rumbling)

So, I guess I will see you after work.

Absolutely.

Call the police.

Jodi, get in the back,
in the back, let's go.

What happened to you?

He jumped me.

Porter Road, Luke,
Stevie's in trouble, let's go.

(tires squealing)

(engine roaring)

(hard rock music)

She's on to us.

Her mate was about to follow you.

So what are we gonna do about it?

(horse whyinning)

She might say anything to anyone.

No, no way.

I offered to help you scam the insurance,
that's it.

(horse whyinning)
No Joe.

Now, if you're on my wife's side honey,

you've chosen the wrong one.

(engine roaring)

(horse whyinning)

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

(Stevie screaming)

(engine roaring)

Get him off my foot!

I guess punctuality isn't your strong suit,
eh?

No.

Look at your head.

(police sirens sounding)

So, the ex-Mrs. Kershaw

is gonna take care of Tamarind Seed.

Here, big fella.

Nice.

Which is just as well,

since Kershaw is lookin'
at a strtech in the slamma.

Listen, I thought I found myself

a decent bloke for once.

Well,
at least your man tried to stop Kershaw.

Yeah,
but he was prepared to let a horse die.

And he thought that
Stephanie suited me as a name.

Did he?

Oh, I reckon he deserves
everything he gets then.

Jezebel, this is Raging Bull.

Hwa-cha!
Do you read? Over.

Raging Bull, this is Killjoy.

As of now Jezebel is off air.

Over.

Give it here.

No, nope.

I'm takin' the two-ways home.

'Causin way too much confusion out there.

Here, here.

Give me it.
No.

Give me it.
Not happening.

Give me it.
No.

So, I think that should do it, don't you?

I reckon, and I'm the noticeboard queen,

so don't worry, it won't get taken down.

Okay.

People you meet at the local cafe.

Hi.
(soft melodic music)

I'm sorry I didn't get a
chance to help you with the

Chook Majal, I heard it was impressive.

Oh, it's okay.

So, did you hear about your brother,
and my overseer?

Just got off the sat phone,
they're celebrating.

Thought you'd be there.

No, no, no, I had something to do.

Tess and Nick are definitely married.

That's funny is it, I kinda thought it was,

well, sweet, but emphatic.

No, no, this is funny.

Nick Ryan loves Tess McLeod forever.

You see, great minds think alike.

So you know what I'm thinking now, then.

What?

(soft melodic music)

♪ Stay ♪

♪ Don't go away ♪

♪ Don't leave ♪

♪ Please don't go ♪

♪ No ♪

♪ This is not real ♪

♪ There's only you ♪

♪ And only me ♪

♪ And don't ♪

♪ Don't walk away ♪

♪ Please stay ♪

(thunder crashing)