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Synopsis: Dying Breed interweaves the two most fascinating icons of Tasmanian history: the extinct Tasmanian tiger and "The Pieman" (aka Alexander Pearce) who was hanged for cannibalism in 1824. Against all odds, Pearce escaped from the most feared penal settlement of the British Empire - Sarah Island - and disappeared into the impenetrable forests of Western Tasmania. Seven convicts escaped with him, yet Pearce was the only one that emerged... along with chunks of human flesh in his pockets. The legend of Pearce was born. An extinct species... a long forgotten legend... both had a desperate need to survive; both could now have living descendants within the Tasmanian bush. Many sightings of the tiger have been reported. Many hikers have gone missing. Hundreds in fact. Zoologist Nina is convinced there are still tigers remaining in the Tasmanian wilderness, and she has proof - a photograph of a paw print snapped by her sister just before she met with a fatal accident in the bush eight years befor
Genre: Horror, Thriller
Director(s): Jody Dwyer
Production: After Dark Films
 
IMDB:
5.4
Rotten Tomatoes:
50%
R
Year:
2008
92 min
Website
129 Views


Yes, except I'm on a no-carbs thing.

That you may have to forget.

It's traditional

Wangan's food, apparently.

It's good. Cheers.

The mines around here

may have shut down,

but the pies have hung on.

It's important to us. Traditions.

Tradition.

So, are the rumors true?

- Rumors?

- Yeah.

That the tiger's alive and kicking.

That's what brought you here.

That and the cooking.

It's good.

So are they?

There hasn't been a tiger

around here for a hundred years.

Seems to bring in the

odd tourist, though.

Fine devils, but they got the

teeth that'll rip through bone.

- Devils?

- Aye.

There's little hairy creatures

that'll creep up on

you in the bush and...

That was funny.

Come on, now, let's have us shenanigans.

No.

Come on.

Come on now! Let's have a party!

She doesn't dance.

Come on.

You're out of the city now.

Let's make this quick.

Yeah. Welcome to Sarah,

the shallow end of

the f***ing gene pool.

There's something seriously

wrong with this place.

- I mean, that old guy with the teeth?

- You nearly wet yourself.

Well, do you blame me?

I mean, a bunch of inbreds

in a f***ing time warp.

What are they doing here, anyway?

The mines dried up years ago.

And where are all the women?

They heard you were coming.

Funny.

Wasn't this meant to be hooked on?

Sh*t.

Anything missing?

- Anything?

- It doesn't look like it.

You see? Descended from convicts, mate.

Once a thief, always a f***ing thief.

Look at that.

F***, look at that!

- What?

- Look, my f***ing car!

Look at that!

- It's not funny!

- I'm laughing at...

Look at my car!

Fifth generation wankers!

Look at that.

Don't touch it.

F***! God!

Can you close the top up? F***!

Yeah, I will. Wait for me.

Come on!

You know, I haven't thanked

you for helping me do this.

It really means a lot to me, Matt.

Thanks.

Hey, I want to show you something.

Look at this.

My gran used to do this.

Yes, please, let's talk about your gran.

- Hikers disappear,

right? - Mm-hmm.

And here, more hikers disappear.

"The Pieman's Curse."

This one is from the '60s.

- I don't have to read all this, do I?

- God.

Look at this.

Here.

"A timely reminder of 1824,

"when Alexander Pearce

escaped into the bush

and survived off human flesh."

He was a cannibal.

Who was?

The Pieman, Alexander Pearce.

He ate people to survive,

right here in the hills.

And that is what that little

girl was singing about.

I'm gonna have a shower.

Hey, come here.

Oh, sh*t.

Jack, the lights. The lights.

Jack, shush, shush, shush.

What?

I don't believe it, Jack! Sh*t!

You all right? I heard screams.

You dirty bastard!

But, Jack, wait!

It's okay.

It's probably just a fuse.

What happened?

There was some f***ing weirdo

behind the door watching us.

You sure?

Yeah, I know what I heard.

Do you mind?

You sick bastard!

Please, it wasn't me, I swear!

You sick f***!

Is that what you do, huh, you sick f***?

Come here. Come here.

Did you get a kick out

of scratching my car?

Did you? Huh? Come here.

Yeah, you f***in' rat.

Well, I'll tell you,

I like my car to stay brand new.

F***ing...

...new!

You get it?

F***ing pervert.

Here.

That was for my girlfriend,

you f***ing rat boy.

It's me, you idiot!

Well, it would have been a good show.

An adventure, right?

- Yes.

- Yeah.

- Sleep tight.

- What?

It's all sorted.

You know, I don't know

who unnerves me more...

the locals or Jack.

He took care of it.

There you go.

Thanks.

- Watch out.

- Sorry.

Yay!

We're off. Thanks.

All right, I'm in charge of ropes.

Hold on. Wait.

My camera bag... I think I've left it.

- Oh, really?

- No, it's in there.

No, I left it in the

truck. It's not here.

- I'll get it.

- That's okay. I'll get it.

You sure?

Yeah, it's in the brand-new car

with the brand-new scratch on it.

Let it go, let it go.

The parents are brother and sister.

Tried to keep 'em apart, but...

I warned 'em this would happen.

Always does.

Play?

No.

Look, I don't want to

play with you, okay?

I have to go.

What?

Katie!

Hey!

- You got everything?

- Yeah.

- You all right?

- I'm fine.

Let's go.

See you, Sarah.

Oi, this is good.

Is that dam on the map?

No. It shouldn't be there.

Well, trust me, brother,

we're not imagining that.

We've come too far.

No sh*t, Sherlock.

- Is it safe?

- Yeah, yeah, it's safe.

Well, if it breaks, we can

surf our way back to Hobart.

Hey, Jack, that's not helping.

That ridge is this one right here.

Got it.

Hey, look, we've got company.

- Hey, do you know how to read a map?

- Jack, shh.

He can't read a map! How'd he get there?

He got there on an access

road. It's not marked.

- What do you want me to do?

- Come on. Give us it.

- How old is this map?

- I bought it on the way in, thank you.

They're locals. It's their territory.

They know their way around.

Jack.

Let's go, kids.

Come on!

Thank you.

- Here's yours, babe.

- Thanks, Matt.

Can you grab my camera bag, too?

Camera bag. Yep.

Hey, whoa. What the

hell is that doing here?

Babe.

All right, all right.

- Jack.

- Nina.

If you want to go waltzing

around Deliverance country, fine.

However, I like to travel

with the William Tell

Mark 5, aka Willie.

- He's my little friend.

- Well, you know what?

I'm not interested in your

macho bullshit, all right?

I came here to study

wildlife, not to kill it.

Really? Is that why you came here?

Look, you know what they say, Jack,

big crossbow, really little...

You leave my Willie alone.

Well, you've got the map. Lead the way.

Come on. I'll be good.

It's just... This is how he is.

Right. So now you're

defending him, Matt.

- That's good.

- No, I'm...

I'm not defending him. I was just...

I'm just saying if... if

you let him do his thing,

he'll let you do your

thing, and we can all...

get along.

So how much longer

are you gonna sulk for?

I just need to know.

Probably about another

Okay, good. Just checking.

Hey, Nina, love you.

Jack, you know, I pity your poor mother.

I really do. How the hell did she cope?

Pity me, Nina.

Yeah, I do. I pity you, too, Bec.

I can just imagine you

two as kids, you know.

Now you know why I went overseas.

Hey, I heard that.

Why are you leading? Where are we going?

Where's that map?

Why are you laughing?

You watch out.

I don't know what you've been told

Becky's ass is solid gold

Sound off

Three, four

Here, tiger.

That's it.

My blisters have blisters.

Yeah, I'm putting my foot down.

We're sleeping here.

Look at this place.

There are places out here

nobody's ever seen before.

Ever.

It's amazing, don't you think?

How far have we come today?

About 15 Ks, I think.

You're kidding.

- Yeah.

- Who needs the gym?

I tell you, I've discovered

muscles I didn't even know I had.

Hush! Listen.

Listen.

- Your serenity.

- Hey! This is good!

This is seriously good.

Hey, Matty, you got a torch?

Yes, sir.

Why? Jack, you're not going in there.

Come on. Why not?

It's a cave.

Better than sleeping out here.

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