Black Sheep Page #4

We're trapped.

Let's make that call.

Where's the other phone?

Uh, Angus's study.

- Locked!

- Here we are.

Angus:

You're alive.

I pulled it

from the wall.

What?

I thought, just keep a lid on things

till it all blows over.

Business community don't receive

this kind of situation very well.

They probably won't receive

being eaten very well eith...

What are you

doing in here?

You wouldn't understand.

I understand you've got a pretty f***ed

up idea of animal husbandry.

I'm taking back the farm.

Ah.

Golden boy thinks

he can do better, does he?

You wouldn't know

where to start.

Jeez, Angus, I couldn't

do any worse than you.

No, wait.

It's... one of us.

It's family.

What?

That's how we made

the advances...

human DNA.

Mine.

Ours.

You f***er.

Well, it was more of

a sperm sample really.

You wanker!

Necessity's the mother

of invention.

You've been bitten.

It's nothing.

Just some hippy.

You'll become

one of them!

- A hippy?

- No, Angus, one of them.

Only worse.

What are you

gonna do, Henry?

Kill me?

I'm your brother.

Experience:

They're almost in!

Mrs. Mac:

Upstairs, children!

Well?

The sheep are breaking in.

They'll tear you to pieces.

Oh, I don't think so.

Experience:

Henry, hurry!

Goodbye, Angus.

Experience:

Henry!

Come on, now!

There's another fire

escape around the back.

We can take Mrs. Mac's

car to town.

Look.

Mrs. Mac:

Now where does he think he's going?

The barn.

His plane.

He can't leave if he's contaminated.

It could affect the whole country.

Mrs. Mac:

You're hurt, dear.

Grant.

We don't know

what will happen.

- We've seen what happens!

- Stay calm.

You're a tree.

I'm not a tree!

I'm a f***ing sheep.

No, you're a man.

And your father'd

be proud of you.

Come on.

You two go.

I'm staying here.

What are you

gonna do?

I'm gonna stop Angus.

If you see me again,

you might have to...

No.

I still smell, right?

No, that's just

your aura.

How will you get

across the lawn?

You don't have a hoof like Angus,

they'll tear you to bits.

I'll blend in.

I am a sheep. I am a sheep.

I am a sheep.

Wait.

You go to town.

Show me how to use this

and I'll stay here.

Have you ever fired

a gun before, dear?

Well...

not as such.

Aim and squeeze, dearie.

That's all there is to it.

Besides...

I'll talk you through it.

You know, this hurts me

more than it hurts you.

We'll make a farm girl

out of you yet.

Come on.

Come on, darling.

Angus?

Stop, Angus!

Look!

We could have run

the farm together,

if you hadn't

ruined everything!

If you hadn't tried

to kill me!

Now it has to end.

What?

Come in.

Speak up.

Henry:

Hold him, boy.

Hold him.

Hold him, boy.

Get down.

Get down.

Hold him.

Hold him, boy.

What?

Tucker.

You're okay.

Oh!

What is that?

Just a little something

I picked up in the lab.

Should clear up your worms.

Fix your fly strike too.

Anyway,

pull your finger out.

We've got work to do.

Hold 'em, Dice.

Hold 'em. Good dog.

How much of

that stuff is there?

Not enough for

all of them.

Jeez!

Angus, it's over.

No, this is

just the beginning.

Come back!

My babies.

Have me again.

Methane.

Get in behind!

Last one.

There's a nice bit of

wool on that, actually.

- Reckon we should hang onto this one?

- He's a bit toey, but...

Could make good eating.

This is for you.

What do you reckon, boss?

Organic farming?

Nothing but trouble,

this modern stuff.

Better just to stick with the way

we've always done things, eh?

I've eaten a rabbit.

Mrs. Mac:

Blanket, dear?

Let's see how

we go, eh?

Snack?

- What are they?

- Mountain oysters.

Well, I do eat

a bit of seafood.

No.

Mm, it's good.

Of course

it is, dear.

You know you're eating

sheep's balls, don't you?

Don't waste it.

Henry:

They'll grow on you.

Mrs. Mac:

What is happening here?

Experience:
No seriously, you could

have an organic compost heap.

Or a worm farm.

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