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(birds chirping)

(soft folk music)

(dog barking)

(cows mooing)

(helicopter whirring)

Hey, go on up here! C'mon, get on up! C'mon!

C'mon!

(horse neighs)

(upbeat rock music)

(traffic and horns honking)

(laughs) I know, I know, it's unbelievable.

Yeah, yeah, tell everyone. Okay?

Raise it on me. Yep! Okay, bye!

I am rich. I am fabulously wealthy. Woo!

(whips cracking)

Whoa, come on, get in here, get in here.

(whip cracks)

Thanks, guys. We'll draft 'em up after lunch

and then have a few beers.

(in unison) It's on you, Claire.

(dog drinking)

The old girl got hauled off right in

the middle of the CWA meeting!

Oh, stop! (Laugh)

Lunch is on the table.

Thanks. G'day, Terry. G'day.

What's it this week? Bench down, bull on the loose?

Oh, Harry just wants to know if you picked up

any of his cattle in your herd.

Gee, you'd think a man who owned

a helicopter would have a phone.

Tez, you could've done better than that.

Well, what's the point?

Claire might know but my daughter doesn't.

(laugh)

The CWA? Yeah.

Did you have anything on underneath?

I actually had a slip-on.

She's a big girl, right? I'll tell you.

(car engine whirring)

A twinkle in the eye looking him inwards. 10 letters.

(car approaching)

(Tess knocks)

Who'd be using the front door?

Two guesses.

Real estate vultures. I've told you people I'm not selling!

Sorry?

The door's stuck! Go around the side!

Oh, which way?

Forget it, I'm coming around!

No, I can probably open it. Just wait there!

(door bursts open)

Hello?

Hello?

Claire!

It's me, Tess.

(somber music)

Tess.

You looks like your mother.

Hi!

Should we go inside?

So gorgeous. The house and the trees and the hills.

Straight out of a painting, isn't it?

It's much bigger than I remembered.

Can't believe I own half of it now.

(inhales) I remember that smell.

That smell of, um...

Wood?

Mold.

It's a moldy smell.

You know, it's a good mold.

It's a dry, country sort of mustiness.

It's always cool and dark in here.

I remember running in on really hot days and...

and this was Jack's room, wasn't it?

This was Jack's study.

Can I get you a cool drink?

Yeah, thanks.

(glasses clink)

Tess?

Meg?

I can't believe it!

(both laugh)

What a surprise!

Oh, you're the spitting image of your mum!

Oh, don't hold that against me.

Where is Ruth?

Um, she died.

Two months ago.

A week before our father.

It's sort of romantic, eh?

Excuse me.

Do we have any real water? Oh, here, let me.

Anyway, that's probably why I didn't get

the letter so long from the solicitor.

When mum, couldn't work anymore, thank you,

we moved to a smaller place.

And ever since she died, I guess

I've been moving around a bit.

So I guess we need to talk about what we're going

to do with the property!

I've gotta get back to work.

Sure, I just thought over lunch.

Had it. I've gotta get back to the cattle.

Just make yourself at...

Comfortable.

(solemn music)

Let me drop it here or under there.

What's that? 60 liters a drum.

So a couple hundred bucks?

Yeah, 120.

I don't reckon we should be taking so much.

See you next week.

Better get moving.

Jack always let us have an hour for lunch.

I'm the boss now.

Okay.

Come on. You think she heard?

Nup.

(guitar music)

Oh, I um, wouldn't go in there.

That's Jack's room. I'm Jodie.

You know, you don't look like Claire at all.

Do you want me to show you around?

Sure.

Do you work here? No, I live here.

Well, not here, over at the cottage with mum - Meg.

I don't really live here, I've been

at boarding school for like, ages and I'm just here

waiting for my exam results and then

I'm gonna go to TAFE in the city.

That was my room.

I don't think so.

Yeah, it was.

It's got flowered wallpaper and curtains to match.

It's been the storeroom ever since I can remember.

C'mon!

(herding cattle)

Get a move on, c'mon, get in there.

Hey, go easy on them, mate.

Yeah, you're working for

the cow whisperer now, remember? (Laughs)

Stressed out cattle don't get a good price

which means I don't make the money,

which means you're out of a job.

(helicopter whirring)

Finish drafting them, will you,

and then put them out to water.

(helicopter powering down)

Cattle are looking good.

Beat yours on the scales tomorrow.

Righto, put your money where your mouth is.

The usual? You're on.

Who is this?

Hi.

Tess Silverman.

Hello.

I'm Alex and you're? Jack's daughter.

Love your entrance.

We've got one of those. You've got a sister?

Sure, and the Rolls Royce is in being serviced.

Half-sister, dad's second marriage.

Oh. You staying here long?

I don't know, I'm sort of here to talk about

some stuff with Claire, I'll probably stay at the pub.

That's too far. Look, if Claire won't put you up,

there's always a bed at our place.

So what time are you finished

loading up the truck tomorrow?

7:00, 7:30 as always. Yeah, right.

Catch you later, Tess.

See ya.

Put it away, mate.

Get outta here. I'm a man, she's a woman.

Thanks. What does that make me?

Well, you're a, you're a Claire.

(Claire scoffs)

I'm gonna give her a hand. Just stay right here.

(whistles) Hello, darlin'.

Hey, Becky, you got the time, I got the equipment.

Go on, Beck, share it around, eh?

A lovely set of tits, Becky, give us a look.

Yeah, come on, Becks!

Take a good look, boys, 'cause it's all you're gonna get.

Can I help you?

Do you need a hand?

Nah, I'm the delivery girl.

So? I'm Tess. Claire's sister.

I'm Becky.

You don't look like Claire.

Same dad, different mums.

You know, the usual dysfunctional family.

(leaves rustling)

Has she talked to you?

About what she wants?

I think she's been trying to talk to you about that.

I don't know what to say to her.

Well, look. For a start you can ask her

if she'd like to stay.

Am I interrupting?

No! No.

Uh, actually, Claire was just wondering

if you'd like to stay the night.

Yeah, I'd love to!

Good.

I've gotta have a shower.

She doesn't want me here, does she?

She'll be all right.

(crickets chirping)

Uh, there's a gecko in my room.

I've got nothing against him personally,

but does he have to be there?

How do you feel about mozzies?

Uh, it's a love-hate thing.

They love me, I... Why?

You have to decide, will it be eaten alive by mozzies

or ravaged by a feral gecko?

What do you want to drink?

Uh, water, thanks.

Are the others coming?

They have their own place.

So you eat by yourself?

Now I do.

Have a seat.

(tableware clinks)

It's funny how they died so close together.

Maybe mum called to Jack.

Maybe she came along to tell him it was time to go.

It was a heart attack.

Well, sure in practical terms,

but they were crazy about each other.

It was never gonna work,

but while it did it was passionate.

Makes sense that when mum died she called to him.

Jack died because he loved her.

Dad died because I...

It was a heart attack.

Dinner!

Oh, thanks, Meg!

Hope you left enough for everyone else.

Enjoy.

(clock ticks)

(soft violin music)

What are we gonna do, Claire?

We have to talk about this.

We both own a half share of the property.

I spoke to a solicitor,

and according to him, we have three options.

One, we sell the place and split the money

only I figure you want to stay here.

The second is we split the place in half

because technically either one of us

can sell our share without permission of the other,

only I figure that'd freak you out too.

So the third option is

you buy me out.

You know, you pay me for my half share.

So, um, we should get evaluation.

This is my place. Mine!

Well, yeah, but um, Jack left half -

You left us! You and Ruth!

Dad and I worked this place for 20 years

and not one word from you.

You left us.

(somber music)

(pop music playing from inside the house)

Trust Jack.

Dead and buried and he's still trying to get his way.

I would so spew if I had

to share my inheritance with anyone.

Do you think dad will leave us anything when he dies?

Ex-husbands don't die, Jode,

they just keep running up debt.

Nah, but do you reckon he might?

It'd be great if he struck it rich on the pokies

and left it to me.

What about me?

What would you need it for?

Can you turn it up bit? I love this one.

Ha, ha. Good night, mum.

Goodnight.

I thought that was Jack's room.

It's the master bedroom so it's mine now.

Claire!

I don't wanna railroad you.

I'm going to bed.

It's half past eight!

We go to bed early here, you don't have to.

Oh, no, no, I'm a morning person.

'Night.

'Night.

(Claire sighs)

(soft piano music)

♪ Maybe I was wrong, ♪

♪ Maybe I'm to blame, ♪

♪ I thought I'd see you and it would be the same ♪

♪ When I look at you, ♪

♪ Dunno know who I see ♪

Go eat mozzies!

Make yourself useful!

♪ Days drift by, ♪

♪ Sometimes I cry ♪

♪ I never really understood it ♪

♪ I always thought that you'd be there ♪

♪ Was I crazy, crazy? ♪

♪ Sometimes... its so unfair ♪

♪ Don't know where I am ♪

♪ Don't know where is home ♪

♪ Don't know much at all ♪

♪ But it ain't much fun alone ♪

♪ Guess I'll work it out ♪

♪ What else can you do ♪

♪ Maybe life goes on with one instead of two ♪

♪ Days drift by, ♪

♪ Sometimes I cry ♪

♪ I never really understood it ♪

♪ I always thought that you'd be there ♪

♪ Was I crazy, crazy? ♪

♪ Sometimes... its so unfair ♪

♪ and was I crazy, crazy? ♪

♪ Sometimes... its so unfair ♪

(slow country music)

Hi, Tess. I'm so glad you've come.

Welcome home.

(birds squwaking)

What's going on?

Cattle are out.

What time is it?

5.

5, 5 a.m.?

You said you were a morning person.

Yeah, but this isn't morning.

Morning's what's happening in New Zealand right now.

Claire!

I was here last night, about 8 o'clock,

the gate was shut, they were fine.

What time is the truck due?

The truck'll be here at 8, Claire.

Well that gives us 2 hours.

Meg, you take the ute and check near the road.

You two check out near Baldy Hill.

Um, Claire.

Bruce, Gary, come with me,

we'll see if any have headed down the river.

I don't understand; how did they

get out in the first place?

Claire, I think it might have been possibly well me.

I went for a walk last night,

but I closed the gate behind me, I swear.

(Gary and Bruce laugh)

Did you put the snap hook on?

The snap hook?

No.

Okay, let's go. Where's Ian?

Oh, he took the ute to town.

No one knew the cattle was gonna be out.

(cows moo)

Hey, Meg, can I go with you?

(truck door slams)

I don't get why the chain needs a clip as well.

What are these cows, locksmiths?

When a heavy steer leans against it,

it can come undone.

I'm such an idiot, this is all my fault.

I just hope we find them in time

to make the truck for the sales.

I know it's bad not to make the sale,

but can't Claire take the cattle to the next one?

Cattle prices are up now. Next month, who knows?

Lots of bills to pay before then.

Is the farm in trouble? Financially?

Claire was really counting on the sale.

(loud country music)

(radio tuning)

(car explodes)

(Ian groans)

(car catches on fire)

Whoa!

(Claire clicks tongue)

Dad, Alex.

(intense music)

What'd burn like that?

I don't know, nothing good.

There's a truck left there.

It's gone.

You get this lot up to tall trees and we'll take a look.

Righto, Brick, move 'em out!

Hey! Gary, follow up!

Are you okay?

Yeah, I've just busted my shoulder up, I think.

Take it easy, Ian.

(cows moo)

Oh, my God!

Run up the other cattle as quick as you can.

You'll be all right, just get this bandage on.

(Ian groans in pain)

Ian?

Oh, Claire. I'm sorry, if come out of the rise

and this whole lot.

Is he gonna be all right?

Yeah, I think he's broken his collarbone.

I'll take care of him.

Careful no more of those petrol drums blow.

Bought a lot of petrol there, Ian, how did that get there?

Uh, yeah, I just don't know. (Groans)

Yeah, right.

Claire, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to...

(solemn music)

Should we call a vet?

Too late for the vet.

No, maybe, maybe we can help them or do something.

Its back is broken.

(cocks gun)

(gun fires)

(Tess gasps)

Now we have to move 'em.

What do we have to do?

Tie their back legs together,

we rope them to the back of the ute

and we drag them down the road.

That's awful. That's farming.

You all right, Claire?

Yeah.

Anyone else in the vehicle?

No, Ian was driving.

What the hell happened here?

I don't know. It smells of petrol.

A lot of petrol.

(Ian groans) You all right?

(Ian mumbles)

Can you walk, mate? Yeah, yeah, I reckon.

You all right, mate? (Ian shouts in pain)

Relax your shoulder.

Terry, call the CFS, get a crew down here.

Yeah, righto.

How did the cattle get out?

Doesn't matter now.

Doesn't look like you're gonna make the truck, does it?

Nup.

Pity. Would've been good to see you top the market.

Oh, we both know it would've been me.

(somber music)

(flies buzz)

I mean, who'd be dumb enough to leave the gate open?

Oh, she didn't know.

Bet Claire was pissed.

Sure was. Have you got a toolbox?

Laundry.

Thanks.

Oops.

(upbeat rock music)

Stupid, pathetic, dumb! (Kicks door)

Ow!

(door creaks open)

Good door.

(petrol drum clangs)

(intense music)

Ian's been stealing fuel.

You're kidding!

Terry though they were up to something.

Um, Claire, I don't think it was just Ian.

I saw them filling their drums last night.

It was all of them. I didn't know what it meant.

What're you gonna do?

Yeah, are you gonna call the cops?

Don't say another word.

We got most of them.

Still 50 or so missing, we'll head straight off after.

Don't bother.

Pack up your things and get off the property.

Excuse me?

You're fired. The lot of you.

(laughs) Is it some sort of joke, is it, Claire?

Stealing my fuel? I'm not laughing.

Oh, look, if Ian was up to something...

You were all in on it.

Hey, Jack used to let us fill

our fuel tanks up as a bonus.

You would never have tried this on my father

and you're not getting it past me.

You're fired, that's it!

You can't do that!

We got rules here now.

You gotta give us three warnings

and one of those has gotta be in writing.

You wanna play by the rules?

Yeah.

No problem, I'll call Senior Constable Cook,

I'm sure he'd be really interested

in your side of the story.

You can't run this place without us.

Watch me.

I'm sorry, Miss McLeod.

Good on you.

Fantastic, you were great.

I'm stuffed.

Gary's right.

(Claire sighs)

(toolbox clangs)

Claire, I'm really sorry, it's all my fault.

You know, if the cattle hadn't have got out,

the accident, everything.

I stuffed up.

Look, if they hadn't got out,

I wouldn't have realized the men were stealing from me.

That's a very generous way of looking at it.

Hey, you don't have to worry about that.

I fixed it.

Thanks.

Thank Jack.

"Things don't get done "just by looking at 'em".

Hey, boy! Hello.

That's Roy. Oh, he likes you.

Named after the Big O, is he?

I like that song, "Pretty Woman".

Oh, no, no, he's named after my ex-boyfriend

who turned out to be a mongrel.

Oh.

But I like that song too.

Big sook!

Come on. Come on, get out, get out!

(Claire laughs)

What, so she fired the lot of them?

Yeah, the whole town's talking about it.

Good on her.

How's she gonna run the place on her own?

Well, she can't, of course, but you know.

Top marks for trying.

Yeah, well maybe I should get over there

to see if I can give them a hand, eh?

Oh, I think Meg can cope, Terry.

Yeah, right. Well uh, just a, feed off the ute.

Poor Claire, eh?

Jeez, she's having a bit of a rough trot.

Well, there's nothing we could do.

She'd never ask for help.

Might bring her closer to selling, though.

You could never be accused of being

a soft touch, could you, dad?

It's called business, Alex.

Yeah, righto.

Tell Jen to invoice me for the new amount.

I'll pay it then.

They're a bunch of pricks, you know.

You did the right thing.

We'll see.

There's a beer in the fridge when you're finished.

Ta!

Oh, sorry.

Look, this isn't such a great time.

I'll see what I can sort out with the solicitor

and get back to you.

You probably want to go home.

Home, yeah sure. Yep.

What's the problem?

I was looking for somewhere after mum died,

but then I got the solicitor's letter

and I thought, well, haven't seen you for a while, so.

I'm just not quite sure where home is right now.

Oh, well.

It just doesn't stop at geckos, you know?

Pardon me?

Well, there are spiders everywhere

and when it gets hot, there's the occasional

snake in the loo.

The hot water runs out really fast,

the telly's on the blink,

we're up at dawn, we're back at night

and I don't have time to look after you.

Well, sis, I've managed this far by myself.

I've had jobs since I was 12,

one of them was in a bakery and there were heaps of mice.

Alive or dead?

They were alive-ish.

And I've put myself through uni

and I bought my own car which hardly ever breaks down

and when it does, I can fix it.

Sometimes.

You don't have to worry about me if you were

asking me to stay.

Here, that is.

I am. But it might take weeks to sort out

what's gonna happen to Drovers Run.

That's okay.

I packed a few pairs of undies.

Right then. Well I'll go get this cattle.

By yourself?

Oh, there's only about 50.

Jodi and I can give you a hand.

I'm in no rush to get back to town

if you've got a spare horse.

Sure.

Um, I can ride.

Okay. (Clears throat) Great.

Well, we'll find a horse for you.

Jodi, break Oscar out of retirement, will you?

Oh, my God.

Please, Oscar. Please be good.

Please just let me do this one thing right.

(horses snort)

Right.

Let's go.

(Claire chuckles)

(in unison) Pony Club.

Wait 'till she has to gallop. C'mon!

(soft pop music)

How's your bum?

Fine.

(both laugh)

So all this is yours?

It's ours, I suppose.

Ha!

Ha!

♪ I've been right ♪

♪ And I've been wrong ♪

♪ I've been weak ♪

♪ And I've been strong ♪

♪ I've been bought ♪

♪ And I've been sold ♪

♪ I've been brave ♪

♪ And I've been rolled ♪

♪ But I've never ever been like this ♪

♪ So let me talk ♪

♪ Please try to hear ♪

♪ If you reach out ♪

♪ I will run away ♪

♪ So let me talk ♪

♪ Please try to hear ♪

♪ If you reach out ♪

♪ I will run away ♪

♪ Don't run away ♪

♪ Please understand ♪

♪ Don't run away ♪

♪ 'Cause this is our time ♪

♪ Don't run away ♪

♪ 'Cause you can stay with me ♪

♪ You let me talk ♪

♪ Then you cannot hear ♪

♪ I reach out ♪

♪ But you walk away ♪

♪ You let me talk ♪

♪ But you cannot hear ♪

♪ I reach out ♪

♪ But you walk away ♪

♪ Oh, you let me talk ♪

♪ But you cannot hear ♪

♪ I reach out ♪

♪ But you walk away ♪

♪ You let me talk ♪

♪ But you cannot hear ♪

♪ I reach out ♪

♪ But you walk away ♪

♪ You let me talk oohh ♪

♪ You cannot hear, I reach out... ♪