Dying Breed
Run, you bastard!
I think I see something there.
Over there!
Come on!
Let go the dogs!
Get onto him.
There!
Let's go, then! Down you go!
Hold fast, you Irish sh*t!
So you thought you'd
leave hell, would you?
Timmy! I have Pearce!
Timmy!
Your hands, get 'em up!
Up!
Well, as you will.
Irish are all the same.
Over there!
You okay?
Yeah. I'm good.
You sure your friend is fine with this?
Yeah.
Jack's an old mate.
Plus, I told him his picture would
be plastered across the front page
of every newspaper in the country if
he helped us find this tiger, so...
That's if we find it.
A small detail.
I can't wait to meet him.
Hey.
Yeah, I know. Relax.
- Yes.
- I'm good. I'm excited.
Good.
Wow! You look the same.
Obviously been working it off.
I'm proud of you, mate.
You know, we grew up as neighbors.
Did everything together.
Yeah, I heard.
Not everything.
So this trip of ours...
Let's agree on 60/40?
- 60/40...
- All right, 50/50.
But that includes marketing rights.
What?
Oi!
Go easy, mate. This
trip means a lot to her.
I'm doing her a favor, remember?
Yeah, you are. It's just her sister.
- Remember?
- That was ages ago.
That was eight years
ago, which isn't long.
This is the same trip... Just be aware.
That's all I'm saying. Be sensitive.
Okay. Hey, I'm Mr. Sensitive.
- All right?
- Okay.
Does she swallow?
Is this it?
Yeah, absolutely.
Plenty of room for the four of us.
Who's the fourth?
Rebecca.
Who's Rebecca?
You didn't expect it to be
just the three of us, did you?
I mean, that would be like traveling
with my parents, for f***'s sake.
Come on.
Yeah.
Nina, shotgun.
Get in the back.
God, it's beautiful.
Still pinching myself
we finally made it here.
Beats sitting in a real
estate office all day.
That bad, is it?
No.
Hey, how long was your sister here?
About two years.
She kind of fell off the radar
towards the end there, so...
Hey, Nina, there's money
to be made, isn't there?
If you can prove that this tiger exists.
Is that true, Nina?
I'm not going to bite.
million dollars, apparently.
Mind you, though, if we do find this
thing, we probably won't recognize it
because it'll be so f***ing inbred.
You're full of it.
- Do you have an "off"
switch? - Mm-hmm. Right here.
So which drop we
heading for again, mate?
I think it's this one.
Hang on. Is it...
Maybe it's this one. No, no, no...
We're not lost yet.
Must be weird, though...
following your sister
here after so long.
Yeah.
I just want to finish what she started.
You know?
Well, Pieman River.
Welcome.
- Nothing.
- Oh, yes.
- We must have arrived, then.
- The house of serenity.
Oi! Tasmania! You awake?
Right here.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Done a little bit of acting in my time.
I got to wee.
Watch out for leeches.
You know, I could've been
in Thailand with Emily.
You would have missed me too much.
Need a hand?
Hey, sis, come here.
No teeth.
Hey! They're here.
Check out the color.
What is it, rust?
It's not rust.
Looks more like blood.
Yeah, right.
Come on.
F***!
Jeez!
You all right?
Yeah, I'm fine. I'm fine.
We're going to drive the car up.
Oi! Oi!
I'm okay.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah. F***.
- You're going to do it?
- All right. Don't scratch it.
- Oh, God.
She's definitely always on top.
You don't get a say ever, do ya?
Steady. Oh, God.
Okay, okay, okay.
Yep.
All right. Straight up.
- Great.
- Well done.
It's a freakin' antique! Look at her go.
Hey, tell them about
your idea for a bridge.
Yeah.
What's with the water?
Why's it look like blood?
Blood?
That's tannin.
Said the pieman to Simple Simon...
Hi.
- Simple Simon...
- What are those?
Simple Simon met the
pieman playing with a knife.
Said Simple Simon to the pieman,
"Will you take my life?"
That's a nice rhyme.
Can I have a look at those?
Sh*t! She bit me!
Yeah, well, pick on
someone your own size.
- I'm bleeding!
- Wheelhouse! Now!
Which is fine.
It's her boat and I'm a guest.
You know, they made a whole X
- Files series
on people like that.
Freaks.
Freaks!
Measuring 6 foot from tail to
hood, it was a formidable pest.
This, supposedly, is the last
known footage of the tiger
since it was hunted to extinction.
Hey. Hey.
However, unconfirmed
sightings in Western Tasmania
have cast doubt that, in fact,
the tiger's extinct at all...
This is all very
interesting, but nothing new.
I see no reason to fund your proposal.
To the right!
If you'll take a look at this...
What, precisely, are we looking at?
A paw print.
As you can see, it's a perfect match.
Come on!
And where did you source
this one from, the Net?
My sister took it.
You all right?
You lost anything?
Yeah. My desire to have children.
She tried to eat me alive. Look at that.
What do you want me to do? Do
you want me to kiss it better?
Yes.
Shite!
Look out! Look out!
- Any damage?
- Better not be any f***in' damage.
Jack, calm down. She
didn't hit anything.
Didn't you see him coming?
He came out of nowhere, Jack.
Don't blame me.
Let's not lose the plot. Everyone.
I mean, you were the one driving, Nina.
You ever heard of a
rearview f***ing mirror?
I swear it was a car.
Look, why don't we just get to the
town and we can have a drink, okay?
I think we all need it.
Thanks.
Just let him drive.
Make it a double.
Sarah.
Welcome to the winner of Tidy Camp.
Wave to the locals. Making friends.
This Pieman guy's popular.
He owns everything.
We should get the f*** out of this car.
Oi. That look familiar?
Toilet?
Okay.
What did that achieve?
Nothing, but I feel better, eh?
Come on, let's have a beer.
Jesus, Matt, we only just got here.
I know. I know.
Do you want anything to drink, babe?
Yeah, just whatever.
Can we stay out of trouble?
Can we do that? Please?
Let's sort out the rooms.
Hi.
Be with you in a minute.
Don't even think about the towel.
- I think it's alive.
- Great.
Look, are you okay with me being here?
I know that Jack can
railroad people into things,
and I don't want you
to think that I'm...
No, no, no. It's fine.
- Are you sure?
- Yeah.
Okay, good.
It's just...
This place was the last
stop that my sister made,
so it's a little bit weird.
Before she died?
Before she drowned, yeah.
It was an accident, apparently.
It was eight years ago, so I was young.
Yeah, and look. It hasn't changed a bit.
It's that old-world charm.
Interesting wildlife.
Lovely.
Thank you.
They jump, you know.
I've nothing.
You're kidding.
I didn't know it was pig season.
Try the next town.
If you don't mind roughing it.
Anything's fine.
Harvey. Fifth generation Irish.
Hi, I'm Matt. Matt.
Hey, thank you.
You see that?
It belonged to my
great-great-grandda.
Wow. Cool.
Gareth!
You got a flat.
You must have picked up something.
As he says, if you
don't mind roughing it.
Liam.
- Awesome.
- Here you go, guys.
Let's see if Pieman
lives up to his name.
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