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Australia Page #8
- Fox dance.
- Mm-hmm.
- Back. Back.
- Step.
- Step.
- Sorry.
Let's clear out of here.
[Thunderclaps]
- There it is. First storm of the wet.
- Ahh.
What's it like?
It's beautiful.
There's millions of birds.
Creeks turn into rivers,
dry plains into lakes.
Faraway Downs
will be reborn as an island-
green and flowering
and fat with life.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Quick, quick, quick!
We'll be cut off
from the rest of the world!
- Sarah.
- Mm-hmm?
In the dry- I'll be gone, droving.
[Thunder Rumbling]
[Thunderclaps]
But right now it's raining.
[Crowd Cheering]
[Thunderclaps Continue]
[Man Whooping]
[Dorothy On Film]
Can you help me? Can you help me?
You don't need
to be helped any longer.
You've always had the power
to go back to Kansas.
I have?
But why didn't you tell her before?
Because she wouldn't have believed me.
My darling Cath!
Daddy!
Hey, Drover.
Maitland Ashley met his death...
at the hands of a wild savage, did he?
You're not part of any plan
concerning this family.
Nothing's in your name...
and if anything should happen to
my darling Cath, you lose everything.
There's no place like home.
[Squawking]
[Shouts]
[Nullah Narrating]Just like Drover say,
that rain make everything come alive.
That land, it grow green and fat...
and we all go back to Faraway Downs.
Mrs. Boss happy. Drover happy.
Even that copper Callahan happy.
Mrs. Boss say he likes her tea so much...
- make me invisible, keep me safe.
- [Barking]
I hear for the first time...
- that thing called...
- [Cheering]
Christmas.
Then the rain, it stops.
And that Drover, he go droving.
That Mrs. Boss,
- But I know he's gonna come back.
- [Whinnying]
[Drover Whistling]
Whoo! Yeah!
[Nullah Narrating] King George
tell me you gotta be looking out.
'Cause that croc,
he always watching, he always waiting.
- [Screaming]
- [Whinnies]
Hah! Get up!
[Cattle Lowing]
[Nullah Narrating]
That Fletcher, he the new king now.
[Buzzing]
Emmett, why didn't you radio?
I'm so glad you're here.
Would you get some tea, Bandy?
Geez, you done the place up nice.
I hope you don't mind.
Bandy let me in.
My father would have been proud.
It's bloody beautiful.
[Laughs]
Geez, 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 all right, 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.
Just like... you believe
the little creamy belongs to you.
I'll pay you what it's worth.
Can use the money, go south,
get the little one an education.
I'll go to the highest levels
of government, 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 would be a mistake.
Kimberley spear.
Glass-tipped.
Real collector's items.
Oh! You're missing one.
Anyway, I was just 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.
[Door Closes]
[Whispers]
The Drover mustn't know.
Hyah! Hyah!
Drover! It's the Drover!
[Whinnying]
[Whinnies]
Hey! Yah!
- Come on, you two! Wake up!
- [Groans]
- [Both Laughing]
- Come on!
- Come on. Wake up! We got brumbies to break.
- All right, all right.
[Men Shouting]
Yeah, break him. Ride that brumby!
Ride him! Ride him!
Yea, Drover! Ride him!
Yeah, Drover! Drover!
- You a man, Drover?
- Yeah, I try to be.
Sometimes man
got to get away from woman.
Maybe.
- That's why you go droving.
- I go droving 'cause that's my job.
If you don't go droving,
you not a man.
All right, boys. That'll do.
Bring 'em down
to the back paddock, will you?
King George tell me
I gotta go walkabout.
If I a man, I gotta go walkabout.
Learn'em be a man.
Yeah.
Listen, it's up to Mrs. Boss
what you do, all right?
[Sarah] Come on inside, boys.
It's time for dinner.
I'm coming. Jedda, come on!
- [Barks]
- Come on, Jedda.
[Nullah Narrating]
One day, Captain Dutton came and visit us.
He tell Drover
about the big army drove.
## [Big Band]
[Dutton] And we need
the best stockmen possible.
- It may take six months or so.
- [Drover] Overland.
[Sarah]
Absolutely not. You just got back.
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 was telling me about
this wonderful School of the Air.
It's conducted all across the country.
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 hanging 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.
And he'll be all alone.
This big army drove-
- Let's have dinner, shall we?
- I'm gonna take it.
[Squawking]
[Whinnying]
[Chanting]
Time to go walkabout, Mrs. Boss.
- You belong here.
- No, Mrs. Boss.
[Chanting]
[Drover]
Sarah, I gotta go.
Sarah!
[Sarah]
Drover!
Drover!
He's not down at the billabong!
Then he's gone walkabout.
He wouldn't have just left
without saying good-bye.
Get the pack horse ready.
We're going up to Punctuation Point.
- Sing Song?
- Yes?
- Tin food. We're going after him.
- You're not listening.
- What?
- Sarah, he's gone on walkabout!
Oh, come on, Drover.
He is a child.
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.
He'll be halfway 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 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 better go.
- Don't leave! Drover, don't.
I understood when you said
you had to be free.
I understood that,
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