All language subtitles for McLeods.Daughters.S05E20 - Heaven and Earth.en

(woman vocalizes)

Previously on McLeod's Daughters.

If you're asking me to choose
between you and Sandra,

I'll get your final pay ready right away.

Are you firing me?

As far as I'm concerned,

you just handed in your resignation.

You gave my car to my husband.

Why don't you give him a call?

And he can swing by and give you a lift.

I can't!

Sometimes out here,
the more you keep to yourself,

the more people begin to wonder why

and then try and find out.

First thing,

we're gonna go organic.

But this time, I'm gonna make it work.

I wanna go with Nick,

and I need your help to make that happen.

I don't know if I'm the
right person for the job.

You're the only person for this job.

Race you to the top.

(upbeat music)

(Stevie laughs)

Tess!

Tess?

Tess!

Oh, that can't be right.

Bloody tax.

(phone rings)

Hello, Drovers Run.

No, sorry, Tess McLeod isn't here.

Can I help?

Paul who?

No, listen, mate, you're breaking up.

No, you're gonna have to call me back.

Yeah.

Bye.

Let's have a look at him.

Oh, yeah.

No wonder he's so tender.

Feel how hot and inflamed his hooves are.

Great, Stevie is gonna kill me.

What's going on here?

Oh, he's starting to founder.

Pretty uncomfortable for the poor fella.

Great.

What brought it on, stress?

Well, overfeeding can do it.

Okay, he was missing Tess, so I gave him

maybe a few extra handfuls
of grain just to cheer him up.

Jodi, his diet was meant to be reduced.

I know, Stevie, but he looked so miserable.

Clay poultice should cool his feet down.

And put him in a bare paddock

where he has to walk around a lot.

Make him work for his feed.

He'll be fine, Stevie.

Just give me a yell if you need anything,
all right?

Yeah.

Oscar.

I'll take care of the poultice.

Thanks.

Hey, are those our pays?

(phone rings)

Look, if you need a hand,
I am more than happy help you.

No, Kate, I'm on top of it.

Do you want me to get that?

No, it's just some sales guy, Paul someone.

Not Paul Edwards.

You know him?

Uh, Tess does.

He's a buyer for the big
gourmet chain in the city.

Oh, no, really?

Yeah.

Dammit!

Oh.

Oh, great!

♪ It'll take some time ♪

♪ To find your heart and come back home ♪

♪ You could walk for miles,
cross every river ♪

♪ And find your not
alone 'cause I'll be there ♪

♪ Oh oh oh oh ♪

♪ Oh oh oh oh ♪

♪ You're not alone ♪

♪ Oh oh oh oh ♪

♪ Oh oh oh oh ♪

♪ 'Cause I'll be there ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

It's expected by late afternoon.

A gale force wind warning
is in force for all districts.

(distant dogs bark)
(birds chirp)

Hello?

Who are you?

Terry!

Moira?

You scared the hell out of me.

What's going on here?

Inventory.

I thought I might as
well get it out of the way.

Come again.

Inventory, stock take, standard practice.

What do you mean standard practice?

Oh.

You don't know?

Know what?

The truck stop's been sold.

The sale went through really quickly.

You know Harry.

Once he makes up his mind to do something.

Harry Ryan's bought this place?

I'm so sorry.

I thought you knew.

How would I know?

I'm just a manager.

Well, actually,
Harry's employed me as the new manager.

But you got the hardware store.

Not anymore.

(bell rings)

I'll get that.

Yes, I can wait.

Paul the buyer?

Ah, yeah, he's on the road.

They put me through.

On the road where?

In the district.

Wants to come by, check us out.

Oh, a bit of warning would have been nice.

Yeah, well, his secretary reckons

she sent an email last week

but it must have got lost in the system.

In the system.

Right.

Oh, for you, the things.

Put them over there.

How did it go with the ledger?

Oh, it's on my list for today.

Yes.

No, that's right.

Stephanie.

Yeah, no, that's okay.

I can hold.

Aw, a nice note from Tess.

I assume it's for you.

Strange to be leaving it all behind,

but I know Drovers is in good hands.

See you soon, partner. (Chuckles)

That's nice.

Kate, Oscar's poultice.

Oh, yep, yep, I'm on it.

Stephanie.

Paul.

Yes.

Listen, I'm sorry about before.

One of the farm hands took the call.

Are you gonna confront Harry about this?

What's the point?

Terry, you can't just roll over.

You have got to fight for your rights.

Last time I went in hard on Harry Ryan,

it blew up in my face, didn't it?

So just talk straight with him, okay?

Tell him you're the best
person for the job, which you are.

It's not that easy, Jod.

For all I know,
he's planning to get rid of me.

Oh, come on,
the place can't run without a mechanic.

What?

I'm not licensed.

I never have been.

Well, that still doesn't mean

you still shouldn't be manager.

Hello, Jodi.

How are you?

Fine thanks.

Do you still want me to do your chart?

Why don't you do Terry's?

I think he's the one who
needs his future read.

It's just wrong.

Terry's poured everything into that place.

Well, maybe it's about better management.

Ha, the expert.

Hey!

Who got all this organic feed online?

Do you know how much I saved us?

G'day, g'day, ladies.

Hey.

Listen,
I thought you might wanna borrow some tarps

in case you get a bit of
wind damage this avo.

We got enough at Killarney
to wrap up the whole place.

You know what I'm saying?

No, we're all right for tarps.

Fair enough,

just doing the the neighborly thing.

We're all set.

Trees are trimmed,
roof secured, windows covered.

All done yesterday.

Right-o.

Although if you wanna organize our pays.

You know what, Jods,

I'm gonna give you a
hand with that last bag.

So everything's under control then.

Yeah, we can run our own property, Alex.

I never said you couldn't.

Right, then stop checking up on me then.

Hey, Stevie, it's almost 10 o'clock.

Shouldn't you be getting changed?

Tess usually does.

Oh, right.

Yeah, of course.

Look, when he gets here,
just stall him for me.

Stephanie, Stephanie Hall.

Nice to meet you.

Thanks, Tess.

She shouldn't be too much longer.

I think she's...

Stephanie.

Paul.

Pleased to meet you.

Yeah.

Uh, yes.

Likewise.

Thank you, Jodi.

Tea?

Well, thanks.

This is for you.

Great.

I'm all out.

I have to get more printed up.

(chimes tinkle)

They were a present from Tess.

Please have a seat.

So Tess is in Argentina, you said.

Yes,
but that won't affect anything with us.

I mean, Tess and I are business partners,

and we both want this deal to work.

Good, so do I.

So Stevie's wearing Tess's shoes?

You're kidding.

Yep, and a skirt.

But she looks good though.

Hey, you realize, if we get this sale,

it could be the start
of something really big.

Oh, yeah.

Today, the food halls of Melbourne.

Tomorrow, the world!

Woo-hoo!

We're ramping up our organic lines.

If it takes off,
there'll be big opportunities

for local producers like yourselves.

Well, that's wonderful.

Of course, we'll need to conduct RRTs.

Of course.

Random residue tests.

They'll take a sheep at random,
analyze its kidneys.

Any chemical residue of
any kind and you're out.

Whoo, strict.

I know, it's good.

It protects us from fakes.

Well, here they come.

So this isn't your first organic venture?

Oh, no, no.

I've been committed to
organic principles for years now.

Before this,
I was raising beef in the Territory.

Organic beef, up north?

But enough about me.

Why don't I show you around?

Good idea.

(chimes tinkle)

Hey, Jods, wait.

Yeah.

Look at this.

I found it in the bag.

Cypermethrin.

It's a poison.

It's for weevils.

If the sheep eat any of this grain,

we're gonna lose our organic status.

You shut the gate.

I'll drive these ones off.

Hey, hey, hey, hey!

Go!

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh!
(Turbo barks)

Come on, Jods.

Help me get some of this off.

(sheep bleat)
(Turbo barks)

Turbo, stay!

Oh, forget it, Jods.

(mumbles) We gotta
get this feed cleared up.

This is hopeless.

We need shovels.

We need Stevie.

Oh, no.

Just act normal.

Act normal.

Get that.

We'd be looking at an
initial order of 200 head.

Oh, we can handle more.

Well, with a new supplier,

we like to start out small.

Of course.

But if the quality's there...

Oh, look, you won't be disappointed.

Stephanie, can I talk to you for a sec?

Well, can't it wait, Kate?

Well, actually,
it's really quite important.

Sorry.

Excuse me.

It's a good-looking mob of sheep.

You gotta be kidding me.

You have to get rid of him right now.

Okay, well...

Is there a problem?

No, no, no problem at all.

Apparently, the windmill is broken,

so we'll need to get up there and fix it

before the storm hits
and ruins it completely.

I'll give you a hand.

Oh, no, you can't do that,

insurance and everything.

But thank you anyway.

I understand.

Things happen.

Yeah, so maybe we could
reschedule this inspection

for another day?

Sure, I'll drop by tomorrow on my way home.

Well, that's, yeah, that's great.

Okay.

Bye-bye, Paul.

See you.

See you later.

Come on, don't just stand there.

Come on, you stupid-looking thing.

Terry, I've got Tina on the phone.

Tell her it'll be ready when I said.

Tomorrow morning by 10?

I've already confirmed
it with her three times.

You know, she's a bride.

She's anxious.

You know how it is.

Look, if you need a hand with...

With what?

Nothing.

Forget it.

Is Harry around?

Try the next paddock, the sheep yards.

I'll do that.

Chatty.

Maybe you just forgot to order them.

I know what I ordered.

Problem?

Our supplies for the new shed.

Plenty of studs, a bit short on trusses.

I just do the deliveries.

When can you come back?

A day or two.

All right, stack it all in the
shed and tie it down well.

There's a blow coming.

You look familiar, mate.

Do I know you?

I'm not from around here, mate.

No, me neither.

Justin, Justin O'Connor.

Sorry, not ringing any bells.

I know your face.

Let's get this unpacked.

It wasn't school.

It could have been footy.

You got the wrong bloke.

He must have a twin brother,
separated at birth.

Yeah, they look fine.

Just take them down the river paddock.

So where were we?

I was just saying that
it would have been nice

to get a bit of warning.

Look, I made an offer, it was accepted.

Now you know.

Only because I found Moira
packing around the place.

Well, she's the manager.

She can do what she wants.

Yeah, well, about that.

You know, I got nothing against the woman.

It's just that I reckon I can
do a better job than her.

Really?

Well, too right, you know

When I took over the place,
it was going broke, you know.

I fixed up the workshop.

I hired a mechanic.

Who you since lost.

And Meg and I,
we spruced up the cafe, you know,

got in some light entertainment.

Is it making money?

Well, a hell of a lot more
than it did before I took over.

Terry, I've seen the books.

You're only just breaking even.

Why do you think I got the place so cheap?

Come on, Harry.

I mean, you really reckon

that Moira can do a better job than I can?

Well, obviously.

What are you gonna do
if I decide not to stay on?

What's this,
another one of your ultimatums?

I want a fair go, Harry.

You know, I'm not the kind of bloke

who can go on without a job, eh.

Work it out with Moira.

She's the boss.

So did the feed come with a certificate?

Yeah, of course it did,

with a perfect-looking, signed,
sealed piece of paper.

You know,
you can get the ACO to verify that stuff,

Australian Certified Organic.

Oh, thank you, Kate.

I'll put that on the list next time.

Number 98, make sure the suppliers

aren't morons or liars or both.

Make sure you tie those off tight,
would you?

Yeah,
I'll mark 'em so we don't get 'em mixed up.

Maybe she should call Tess.

What?

What for?

Oh, just to get her advice.

No, Kate, I can handle this.

Okay, yeah.

Oh!

Great.

Hey, how do you reckon

you'll handle having a woman as a boss?

Yeah, I don't think I'll
be too keen on it either.

It's bad enough with Sandra at Killarney

and she's not even in...

Nat, do you mind?

Ah, here she is.

Here you go, Nat,
(mumbles) and two new tires.

Hey, how's Hugh doing?

I didn't see him

at the footy club meeting last week,
the slacker.

He was at his mother's.

She's had a bit of a fall.

Hmm, that's not good.

Say g'day for me.

Thanks for the coffee.

Nat, the account?

You want it now?

If you don't mind.

Terry lets me pay quarterly.

Well, it'll have to be a check.

A check's fine.

All right, I'll just get my book.

She'll have you doing dishes next, mate.

It looks real.

Could have fooled me.

Bloody crooks.

Grain Quality Regulatory
Association doesn't exist.

Well, they're not on the web.

But I do have an email from Tess.

Here we go.

Hi, guys.

Don't worry.

I'm not checking up on you.

Nick's at a conference and
I've been working on my tan.

Oh, seriously jealous.

Hope everything's going well.

Don't overdo it.

Maybe we should write back.

Yes.

Stupid!

I mean, I know it's a hard job,

but Stevie really needs to chill out.

Oh, she doesn't wanna let Tess down.

Yeah, well, at the rate she's going.

Oh, great, what's happened here?

Oh, no.

He's eating the dodgy grain.

Oh, Oscar!

He looks terrible.

Is he gonna be all right?

Well, the grain's fermenting inside him.

If we don't empty his gut,

the intestinal gasses will kill him.

So start drenching.

Yep, paraffin (mumbles)
and keep him on his feet.

He's not gonna wanna do that,
not with the founder.

Yeah, well, if he lies down,
he'll twist his guy and die.

And that's not gonna happen.

His hooves are burning up.

Okay, so give him some more painkillers

and anti-inflammatories.

I've given him all he can take.

So try something else.

Stevie, you gotta be realistic here, okay?

He's got no gut sounds.

His temperature's well over normal.

He's running a fever.

So what, we put him down?

No.

You know how much Tess loves this horse,

how much he means to her.

Yeah, I know.

He was a present from Claire.

Look, horses can't tolerate pain, okay?

Now the colic's bad enough...

Yeah, well, I know horses.

Well, then you know it's
only gonna get worse for him,

a lot worse.

I don't care what it takes.

We're not gonna let this horse die.

Easy, boy.

Try to keep his head up.

I'm trying, Stevie.

The painkiLlers haven't touched him.

Okay, we're gonna need ice for his hooves.

Yeah, I got some in the
car but they'll need freezing.

Have you got anything else
we can use in the meantime?

Frozen peas?

Yeah, better than nothing.

I'll be right in there.

Good boy, Oscar.

Yeah,
we really need to relieve the pressure

on his hooves as well,

make it bit more bearable
for him to stay upright.

What about soft sand?

(phone rings)
Yeah.

I think there's some near
the shearers' quarters.

Good, go.

Okay.

Dave Brewer.

Come here, Oscar.

Yes, mate.

I know it hurts, mate.

Yeah.

Yeah, no worries.

Right-o, I'll be straight over.

Shh, shh, shh.
(horse whinnies)

I've got a breached
foal over at Thompson's.

Can you manage here?

Keep him on his feet.

Simple.

If it gets too much for either of you,

you just give me a bell, okay?

I'll be straight back (mumbles).

I won't be calling, Dave.

Oscar will be fine.

Shh, shh.

No, no.

You listen.

20 years of marriage

does not give you the
right to steal my car!

Look, you're in the city.

Use public transport.

Get a cab!

I don't care!

I want my car back!

Hugh?

Hugh!

(phone rings)

Gungellan truck stop, Moira speaking.

Tina, hi.

It's a funny noise.

Bugger do I know where it's coming from.

Do you want something?

Oh, yeah.

Tina rang again.

She said to remind you...

Not to forget the extra touches.

Yeah, I know.

Terry,

this is a difficult
situation for both of us.

We're friends.

Can't we make this work?

What does that mean?

It means I respect you,

and I want us to work together as a team.

Look, I'm gonna go down the
pub and get myself some food

and I'll fix this when I come back,

if that's all right with you.

Sure.

Emergency services advise all residents

to remain inside

and stay well away from
glass windows and doors.

For emergency assistance,
please call your local SES unit.

(Moira sobs)

You feel better, boy?

(horse grunts)

I think we can take that as a yes.

Stevie.

It's getting really cold.

It won't be long before the storm hits.

Let's spread this lot out then.

No, Kate, it's gonna have to wait.

I want you to go and check the house.

Jodi, I need you to check the yards

and to put some tarps up in here,

try and keep the wind down.

Well, don't you want a hand?

No, I want you to do what I asked.

(chimes tinkle)

Oh, no.

Easy, boy, easy.

What have you done?

Oscar, I know they feel fuNny.

Damn it, Oscar!

Stand still.

Stevie!

Is everything all right?

Are you done?

Yeah, they're fine,

but the roof on the
machinery shed's come loose

and it's a two-person job so...

Okay, ice packs.

Okay, you put them on.

You come with me.

Stevie, that's enough.

Come down, come on.

Yeah, I'm nearly done.

No, it's getting really ugly.

Come down now.

Okay, hold tight.

Oh, god!

Come on!

Come on, Oscar.

Please get up.

Come on, boy, come on.

Get up, get up.

Kate!

I'm sorry, I was...

Come on, boy.

I was putting ice packs on his feet

and I just couldn't stop...
Cone on, Oscar, get up.

Get up, damn it!

Do you wanna see Tess again or not?

Now, get up!

Oh, Oscar.

I'm sorry, Stevie.

Get up!

(wind blows)

(chimes tinkle)

Come on, boy.

Why wouldn't you wanna stand up, eh?

You've for full room service.

Maybe we should call Dave after all.

Come on, Oscar.

You can do it.

Stand up, mate.

Look, even if we do get him on his feet,

how are we gonna keep him there?

He can't stand the pressure.

We'll make raised bar shoes,
roll the toe bit.

You wanna re-shoe him?

Yeah, the front feet.

If we raise the heel,
it will ease the pain in the hooves.

Yeah, but there's still no guarantees.

Have you got a better idea?

Dave called me.

How fast can you get a gas furnace going?

On the way.

What do you think you're doing?

You know how much this car's worth?

It was the transmission.

What?

That's where the noise was coming from.

(chuckles) And you'd know,
wouldn't you, eh?

This is a really complicated
piece of machinery.

It's not just some toy.

I know what I'm doing.

I'm a qualified mechanic.

What, you don't believe me?

No, I don't.

Go on, get in.

Turn the engine over.

Go on.

Yeah, I will, I will.

(engine whirs)

It sounds sweet.

Yeah, all right, all right.

So you fixed it.

Does Harry know about this?

Look, the place needs a
qualified mechanic on the books

for all sorts of reasons.

You and Harry, you really know

how to make a bloke feel needed, don't you?

Okay!

So you don't have the piece of paper,

but you're still a great mechanic.

Why stuff around?

If you're gonna sack me, just do it, huh.

I told you...

(glass shatters)

I got you.

Are you all right?

I'm fine.

The car!

I'll get tarps.

(suspenseful music)

All right, hey, she's ready to go.

About time.

Oh, damn!

Have you done this many times before?

Once back in the circuit.

Well,
that's one more time than I've done it.

For once, you won't be the expert.

Ease up, will you?

We're both on the same team, remember?

Then get him on his feet.

He's been down too long.

Hang on.

Yeah, that ought to do it.

You want a coffee?

Yeah, that'd be good.

Great.

That's better.

Yeah.

It's much quieter.

Too right.

So you got your ticket, eh.

Yeah.

It's what I did when I left school.

Five brothers, all older, all rev heads.

I was a bit of a tomboy, really.

I wasn't into the girly stuff.

You?

Oh, just love messing around with cars.

I just never got around to
picking up a piece of paper.

You're not gonna leave, are you, Terry?

God, you're stubborn.

And you're not?

(both chuckle)

Look, people don't like change.

They trust you.

People trust you.

I mean, Hugh's family has
been in the district for yonks.

Hugh's mother isn't sick.

That's just what I've been telling people.

There's another woman.

Hugh's, um,

Hugh's left me.

Geez.

That's no good, eh.

Yeah.

It's been pretty ugly, really.

And since Hugh's cousin
owns the hardware shop,

well, you know, I needed a new job.

I'm really sorry that...

Why didn't you say something?

What, you think you're the
only one with a bit of pride?

I really need to make this work, Terry.

I have to.

And I want you to be a part of that.

(group grunts)

Okay, hold him there.

Don't let him go down.

Yep, yep, yep.

♪ Old friend, I have to do this ♪

Good boy.

Okay, feed that through.

♪ It's for you and it's for me ♪

That's it, that's it.

♪ I will make it right for you ♪

♪ I will make it right again ♪

♪ I would have stopped it if I could have ♪

♪ I would have stopped it if I could ♪

One, two, three, go.

Come on, Oscar.

Come on Oscar.
Pull him up, come on.

♪ So sorry ♪

♪ So sorry ♪

♪ And I will make it right again ♪

♪ Mend what's broken if I can ♪

♪ I'm so sorry ♪

♪ So ♪

(Oscar whinnies)

♪ Sorry ♪

Keep his head up, keep his head up, Kate.

Easy, easy, easy.

That's it.

Okay, Stevie, ready to go.

♪ Old friend, I have to trust myself ♪

♪ And even lose the doubt ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ We all need the hand that reaches ♪

Okay, let's see how he likes them

♪ We all need that helping hand ♪

♪ I don't wanna lose you ♪

(Oscar whinnies)

♪ I just can't lose you ♪

Good boy.

That has made such a difference.

He looks so much better.

Hey, you two can rest off if you like.

I'll watch for now.

Yeah, go on.

Thanks.

Just lucky I got no plans
for the rest of the day.

Yeah (mumbles).

Hey, give me that.

Sit down and a take a load off, will you?

Look at you.

You're as stubborn as he is.

Yeah, well, Tess is relying on me.

And what's the first thing
to happen on my watch?

Her horse almost dies.

You can't control everything, mate.

You know, I just didn't realize
how much I relied on her.

I don't know if I can do this.

Listen, Stevie.

Tess trusts you, right?

You just gotta learn to
trust yourself a bit more.

(Stevie mumbles)

You might wanna learn

to lean on your friends a bit more too.

Apparently, that's what a good leader does.

Yeah, you've been reading
your self-help books again?

No, some bloke from the footy show.

It worked for him.

Oscar.

(sighs) Yes.

Thank you.

Thank you.

You lose another one?

It's the third tree in this section alone.

It'll keep Harry busy chopping firewood.

It's a bit of exercise.

You should try it sometime.

G'day.

I got those trusses for you.

Just hang on a minute.

We gotta move these.

It won't take long.

No worries.

I'll get the chainsaw.

Hey, mate.

I figured out where I know you from.

My brother, Kyle,
he's a couple years older than me.

He used to hang with you.

Nah, wrong bloke.

Yeah, he had his 21st at the RSL.

You and him got me putrid on tequila.

Not me.

Matt.

Your name's Matthew, right?

Rob Shelton.

Like I said, you got the wrong bloke.

Fair enough.

My mistake.

What?

Nothing.

Nothing like a wedding.

And how about yours?

You had a big one or...

No.

We were so in love,

we just wanted to get
married straight away.

So what do you reckon about this one?

(chuckles) You're asking me?

I'm asking Mystic Miranda,
the psychic mechanic.

Well?

They are both very proud, very stubborn.

They will need to learn to
work together as a team.

The chances of them succeeding,

50-50.

Hey.

Oh. (Chuckles)

I think Oscar's forgiven me.

I know.

I really thought we'd lose him.

Let her sleep in?

Yeah, let's start cleaning up.

Good boy.

It looks like you got off lightly.

Paul!

Hi.

Storm damage.

This place looks okay considering.

Oh, yeah.

Well, we were well prepared.

Is Stephanie around?

Actually, she's just...

Paul, Paul.

Right there.

Tess's horse got sick,

and Stevie was up all night walking him.

Stevie, huh.

How's the windmill?

Uh, the what?

Ah, yes, we fixed it.

Oh.

Yes, the windmill.

It's fixed.

Listen, Stephanie, Stevie, whatever.

I grew up in the mally.

Behind the fancy business card,

I'm pretty much a straight
up and down kind of guy.

If you're gonna be one of our suppliers,

I need you to be straight with me.

I don't know what you're talking about.

I know you've been laying it on.

Laying what on?

I don't like doing business this way.

I don't have to.

When Tess gets back,
get her to give me a call.

But Paul.

Oh, sorry.

(upbeat music)

Stephanie.

Actually, it's Stevie.

Good.

Stevie's better.

Look, you were right.

The windmill wasn't broken.

We got dudded on a
delivery of organic grain

and I didn't want you to catch on.

How many of your stock got into it?

Just a few head,
but they've been quarantined.

Anything else?

Yeah.

All that stuff I told you
about the Northern Territory,

my commitment to organic farming,

it's a pack of lies.

Look, I'm here because of Tess McLeod.

This whole property is here
because of Tess McLeod.

She loves this place.

It was her dream to turn it organic,

and she sweated blood to make it happen.

And I'll be buggered
if I'm gonna be the one

to stuff that up for her.

So I know we got off on the wrong foot,

but could we please start over?

Nice boots.

Thanks.

What about these?

Oh, uh,

well, it's junk mail.

Bin it.

What's going on here?

We thought we'd do a bit of tidying.

I can see that.

And we finished the
business activity statement

so you don't have to
worry about the tax man

breathing down your neck.

And we're printing out your emails.

Guys.

Thank you.

Really?

Really.

Well, okay.

There is one other little thing.

Oh, I know, your pays.

I will, I'll get right on to that.

Right after I respond to this.

It's from Paul's outfit.

It's our first order!

(women scream)

The fax just came in,

Does anyone know what
time it is in Argentina?

You sure?

Yeah, I'm fine.

I'll take it from here.

Right-o.

Well, if you need me, I'm on the sat phone.

All right.

Roger, it's me,

Rob.

Listen, I've been recognized.

No, no, no, just some guy.

I put him off the scent.

Yeah, well,
another one like that and I'm outta here.

So you told Tess about the sale?

She was rapt.

Very nice.

What about Oscar?

Nah, I didn't wanna worry her.

I'll tell her about that
when she gets back.

Well, the way Dave tells it,

you performed a miracle last night.

It wasn't just me.

I reckon if you can
survive the last 24 hours,

you can pretty much cope with anything,
mate.

I reckon you're right.

Cheers.

Sorry, Turbo, but you lose, mate.

You're no longer top dog around here.

Turbo, that's Tess's shoe.

Put it down.

Drop it.

Turbo, don't you,

don't you,

don't you move.

Drop.

No, you won't get any dinner.

Don't you,

Turbo, come back!

Maybe not top dog yet, Stevie.

(Turbo barks)

Shut up, Alex!

(Alex chuckles)

♪ I'm so sorry ♪

♪ So sorry ♪

♪ But I will make it right again ♪

♪ Mend what's broken if I can ♪

♪ I'm so sorry ♪

♪ So ♪

♪ Sorry ♪

♪ Old friend, I have to trust myself ♪

♪ Believe and lose the doubt ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ We all need the hand that reaches ♪

♪ We all need that helping hand ♪

♪ I don't want to lose you ♪

♪ I just can't lose you ♪

(thunder rumbles)