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♪ Just one

♪ Drop from

♪ The sky like the

♪ Teardrop

♪ That forms in my eyes

♪ It brings

♪ New strength

♪ To take its claim

♪ Regeneration

♪ To heal our pain

♪ Ride into the wind

♪ Until you're home again

♪ Feel it in the rain

♪ Can you find the way?

♪ Feel it in the rain

♪ Can you find the way?

♪ It's time we start to relay

♪ The wonders of our history

♪ Our breath defies

♪ The story's page

♪ The songs created

♪ The path we made

♪ Ride into the wind

♪ Until you're home again

♪ Feel it in the rain Feel it in the rain

♪ Can you find the way?

♪ The way, yeah, yeah, yeah

♪ Feel it in the rain The rain

♪ Can you find the way?

♪ The way, yeah, yeah, yeah

♪ Feel it in the rain. ♪

Drover! It's the Drover!

- Yah!

- Alright, alright!

Yeah, Drover!

Ride him!

Yeah, Drover! Drover!

- Yeah, I try to be.

- Maybe.

- I go droving 'cause that's my job.

- Alright, boys, that'll do.

Bring 'em down the back paddock, will ya?

- Yeah.

Listen. It's up to Missus Boss what you do, alright?

Come on inside, boys. It's time for dinner.

I'm coming.

Jedda, come on!

Come on, girl.

Come on!

Emmett Dutton radioed in today.

They're putting together a big Army drove.

He wants me to lead it.

Absolutely not. You just got back.

Really?

- What's wrong?

- I'm just not used to people

making decisions for me, that's all.

- I was just expressing an opinion.

Captain Dutton told me about

this wonderful School of the Air.

It's conducted by radio all across the country.

I thought it would be good for Nullah.

- He wants to go walkabout with King George.

- That's ridiculous. He's a little boy.

It's not safe. - He'd be safer in Arnhem Land

than he would be hangin' around here.

- I thought you said-- - You can't change him, Sarah.

- I thought you said it had nothing to do with you.

- It doesn't.

It's just sooner or later,

you're gonna have to let that boy go.

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

- If he doesn't go through ceremony

he'll have no country, he'll have no story, no dreaming.

He's gonna be all alone.

This big Army drove.

- Let's have dinner, shall we?

- I'm gonna take it.

Come on!

- You belong here.

- Emmett! Why didn't you radio?

I'm so glad you're here. Would you--

- Jeez, you done the place up nice.

Oh, I hope you don't mind. Bandy let me in.

Yeah, my father would've been proud.

Yeah, it's bloody beautiful.

Jeez, I bet you got all the mod cons.

- What do you want?

- What I've always wanted. Faraway Downs.

- Bandy, call the men.

Bunchemup, Mr Fletcher needs to be escorted off the property.

- Callahan won't be having any more cups of tea.

I will, though.

Cup of tea, thanks, Bandy. You know how I like it.

Yeah.

- It's alright, Bandy.

- You know, these days I can pull a few strings.

I can probably bring your creamy in, if you like.

Or I can talk to Dr Barker and get you guardianship.

- I will never sell you my land.

- Your land?

My family worked this property for three generations.

My father died making people like you rich.

Faraway Downs belongs to me.

Just like you believe the little creamy belongs to you.

I'll pay you what it's worth.

You can use the money, go south, get the little one an education.

- I'll go to the highest levels of government,

I'll go to the high court beyond this country if I have to.

- An unmarried woman living with the likes of the Drover?

- I will tell your wife he is your son.

- That'd be a mistake.

Kimberley spear.

Glass-tipped.

Real collector's items.

Ooh-er!

You're missing one.

Anyway, I was just, uh, out here checking on all the properties.

Might do a little buffalo hunting later.

Yeah.

Oh.

Did you hear about the King?

Terrible accident, yeah.

Very dangerous place out here,

even for locals like the Drover and the little creamy.

You with me?

Anyway, you ought to think about it, Lady Ashley.

After all, pride's not power.

- Sarah!

Drover!

Drover!

He's not down at the billabong.

- Well, then, he's gone walkabout.

- Oh! He wouldn't have just left without saying goodbye.

Get the packhorse ready. We're going up to Punctuation Point.

- Sing Song? - Yes?

- Tinned food. We're going after him.

OK, OK. - You're not listening.

- What? - Sarah, he's gone walkabout!

- Oh, come on, Drover. He is a child.

- Yeah, well, he's not our child.

He's an Aboriginal child. He's gone walkabout!

- Bandy!

- The next time you see him will be when he wants to see you.

- Besides, he'll be halfway up to Arnhem Land by now.

You'll never find him. - You could find him.

You know that land better than anyone.

You and Magarri can find him.

- And do what, huh? Bring him back here and lock him up?

You could start your own little mission.

- Oh, you're just trying to be clever

because you don't want to be responsible--

- He's not my son!

- What did you say?

- I've got to go.

- Don't leave, Drover! Don't.

I understood when you said you had to be free.

I...I understood that.

But that...that was between you and me

but it's different now.

We've got Nullah.

- I've got to go.

- I need you to stay. - I'll be back in six months.

- I need you to stay with me, and if you can't do that,

then I...I would prefer it if you didn't return.

- Alright.

You're the boss.

- Drover.

- Get off me, you stupid mutt!

- Jedda!

- Constable!

No!

- We're here to apprehend this renegade black,

not to waste a bullet on a dog.

Take this kid and put him in the truck.

Tango, echo, seven,

this is Captain Dutton to Faraway Downs.

Emmett, this is Faraway Downs, Sarah speaking.

Thought you'd like to know

police apprehended Aborigine

accused of murdering your husband.

Another thing, they've brought him in

with a half-caste boy from Faraway Downs.

I understand. Will travel to Darwin. Over.

Sarah, we're evacuating Darwin.

The Japanese threat is very real.

Then I'll be there as soon as I can. Over.

- Mr Fletcher.

We've apprehended that young'un, and in the course of our duties

we arrested the...

suspected murderer of Lord Ashley, King George.

- You've finally lifted your game, Callahan. Good on you!

Things are lookin' up.

No!

At the urging of the Australian Parliament,

all local industry is assisting in the militarisation of Darwin.

Even the Carney Cattle Company has joined the war effort,

converting its head office, once a proud icon of the city,

into a military headquarters.

Just days ago, at 6:15am local time,

United States Pacific Fleet

was attacked at Pearl Harbor, Hawaii,

by the Empire of Japan.

The United States has joined the war.

As the Japanese hordes pour southward towards Australia,

the final evacuation of Darwin is underway.

- Hey, creamy! Creamy!

Doesn't your mummy want ya, you filthy creamy?

- Come here! Come on.

- Come on, my child. Come on!

Creamy. Hey, creamy!

- Don't be so pig-headed, Catherine.

- Mother!

- Mrs Fletcher, it is possible for us to arrange someone

to do your essential job at the Army barracks.

- I've told you, this is my home. I'm not going.

- Hang on, love, wait! What do you think you're doing?

Hey, come back here!

- Oh, come on, ladies, come on.

We can say our farewells up on deck.

- Excuse me! - Nullah!

- It's Lady Ashley. Nullah!

- Father Benedict, deal with it! - Nullah!

No, this is madness!

I don't want to go!

- Was she hiding a piccaninny?

- People do the most extraordinary things.

- In times of war. Missus Boss!

- These poor unfortunates will be safe in God's hands.

- These are not unfortunates. These are children!

These are no different

to the children you are taking south to protect.

- Missus Boss, don't let them take me away.

- Nullah! Nullah! - No!

She's humiliating herself.

- Please help me! - We've got to help her!

- Lady Ashley! Lady Ashley. - Help me!

- This is my child. - I understand.

- Please-- Nullah!

- You don't have an essential job. You must evacuate--

- Missus Boss, don't let them take me away!

The Church has a plan for them.

- To leave those children behind while we send ours to safety?

- Catherine, control yourself!

- How can you all be so heartless?

Be a brave boy for me. You be brave.

- Neil, I want you to do something about this.

I want you to help Lady Ashley.

- Yeah, no, look, I could probably sort it out.

- You show the ladies to their cabins, I'll see what I can do.

Come on, ladies. To the upper decks.

- I will come and find you, whatever happens.

Whatever it takes, we'll be together again, I promise.

- Come along, child. Quickly. Quickly.

- Missus Boss.

- You be brave.

Nullah. Come on.

- Nullah! It'll be alright.

I will find you! I will!

Nullah!

Nullah!

- And I will hear you, my darling.

- You know, there's a radio tower on Mission Island.

Directly in the path of the oncoming Japanese.

Be the first place the Japs hit.

- You are monstrous.

- You know, it's not too late, Lady Ashley.

You can sign Faraway Downs over to me

and I can get your little fella back.

- I want them all.

All of the children off the island.

- You know, you suffer from an Achilles heart.

I'll have the original contract with the original offer

drawn up and ready.

It'll take a little while to sort the Church out.

You get yourself a room at Ivan's

and I'll get you a job with Cath at HQ.

We'll do this, Lady Ashley.

After all...pride's not power.

Yeah. Pride's not power.