Hunt for the Wilderpeople Page #4

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Oh yeah.

Let's just fast walk.

Yeah. Come on.

# Oh, sinner man,

where you gonna run to?

# Where you gonna run to?

# All on that day.

# Well, I run to the rock.

# Please hide me, I run to the rock.

# Please hide me, Lord.

# All on that day.

# But the rock cried out,

"I can't hide you."

# 'The rock cried out,

"I can't hide you."

# The rock cried out, "I

ain't gonna hide you, guy."

# All on that day.

# I said, 'Rock! What's

the matter with you, rock?

# "Don't you see I need you, rock?"

# Lord, Lord, Lord.

# All on that day.

Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!

# Oughta be prayin', sinner man.

# Oughta be prayin'.

# All on that day.

# I cried, 'Power!

# Power.

# Power!

# Power, power.

# Power!

# Power, power. #

Pretty majestical, eh?

I don't think that's a word.

Majestical? Sure it is.

Nah, it's not real.

What would you know?

It's "majestic."

Well, that doesn't

sound very special.

"Majestical" is way better.

What do you reckon this

place is called, anyway?

Do you think it's that place where the

cloak gets wet by the sky or something?

I don't know. What the

hell does that mean?

Auntie Bella said she

was from up here-

from this special lake

that almost touches the sky.

Mate, Bella didn't

know where she was from.

Nah, she said-

No. She was making it up.

Look, Bella didn't have any

family. Like you. Like me.

That's why she wanted to look

after you... and took pity on me.

She wanted to save us poor wretches

when no one else wanted us.

Like rescue dogs.

That's the way she was.

Heart of gold.

Yeah, it's majestical.

May as well camp, eh?

Sun is going down.

Developing story now,

more on this massive national manhunt.

Yes, we've got Paula Hall from the

Department of Child Welfare with us.

Paula, thank you for being here...

Good morning.

Tell us about this boy. What kind

of character are we talking about?

Well, look, we're-

We're talking about a young boy

who is capable of stealing,

spitting, breaking stuff,

kicking stuff, defacing stuff,

stealing stuff, burning stuff and,

uh, loitering and graffiti-ing. Yeah.

Mm. Even so, Paula, he's just a kid,

right? He's alone in the bush. He's scared.

Scared? No, no. He's not-

He's not a scared little kid.

He's a spanner in the works, and I'm the

mechanic who is gonna take that spanner

and put him back in the toolbox- OK.

... where he belongs. No child

left behind. No child left behind.

No child left behind.

He'll know what that means.

OK.

Any luck?

We're somewhere in this green bit.

Well, people used to live here,

so we can't be that lost.

They probably got lost too, and then

just gave up. We'll probably die here.

Well, anything to shut you up.

I'll shut up if that

stupid bird shuts up.

Shut up, stupid bird!

Shh.

Just watch.

Huh. Never seen a dumb

bird like that before.

Just watch.

It's a huia.

I reckon that bird was a huia.

Supposed to be extinct.

That's pretty rare.

Mate,... I reckon there'd be a lot of people

interested in seeing something like that.

And the people who discovered

them would be... pretty famous.

Yeah, probably some money in it too.

Mind you, need some

photos to prove it.

We don't have a camera.

When was the last time you washed?

About a month ago.

Well, that's not enough, eh?

OK, mate. Let's go.

What have you got there mate?

Huh? Oh books.

Books? Bloody books.

Look for food and warm stuff.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Keep your pants on.

Jeez. That's a ranger.

Oh, he's dead.

Oh Jeez.

You all right, mate?

What's the matter?

Ricky, we've got to do something.

Are you going to manslaughter him?

Because I don't think I can watch.

No, you idiot. I'm- We've

got to get him some help.

There's a track down to a river; there's

some bush people that live down there.

It's about a two-hour trek.

We can make it before dark.

Well, someone has got to stay

behind and look after this bloke.

Have fun.

Now don't go wandering; just stick to the

tracks. If you get desperate,... eat your dog.

What?

You'll be right, mate.

Just bloody well come back, OK?

OK.

What do you think you're

doing out here, freaky kid?

There's a sick man

up at Carrington Hut.

He can't walk, and he's having trouble

breathing. Can you radio in a chopper?

OK. Sweet as.

"Uh, yeah, we need a

helicopter up here ASAP. Over."

Does it look like I carry a radio?

What's wrong with him?

I don't know.

He might be dying.

Ew. Oh, OK. Come on,

we'll go call the cop.

Get on, man.

I've already told you, Bruce- up at Carrington

Hut. He's probably already dead by now.

Do you want some ice cream?

How should I know? Do your job,

fly up there and take a look.

I already told you that,

but you're not listening.

Oh, yes, I do. I can. Uh...

You want a sausage?

Yeah, yeah. Do that.

Yeah, I'll tell him. Laters.

They're gonna head up there

first thing in the morning.

Better go, then. Got to get there

before they do so I can warn Uncle...

Relax, bro. I know who you are.

I've seen your picture in the paper.

Except you're skinnier in real life.

Where's your parents?

Dead.

Nah, jokes. My, um, dad, he's watching

the league with my uncle, and my mum,

she's working at the lodge.

Do you want to smoke a joint?

Nah, I'm just being a dick.

I don't smoke. I'm talking heaps eh?

Yeah, people say I talk too much. You

don't talk much, eh? I can talk for ages.

If you want me to talk for ages,

or if you don't me to talk,

just tell me if you

don't want me to talk.

Like, this one time I was school,

and I was talking too much,

and the teacher walks in-

I'm not listening to her,

because she's my Auntie...

# Only the crumbliest, flakiest

chocolate. Tastes like...

But then I just kept talking-

Hey, bub. Far out those bloody

Warriors are useless! Koretux.

That's my dad.

They are killing me.

Hey.

You're him. You're you!

That's him!

Oh, Ricky Baker in my house.

You want, uh, anything?

Sausage, bro? We've got heaps

of sausages, brother. Far...

I hate to ask you this, Ricky,

but I'll kick myself if I don't.

Um,...

Can I have a selfie, please?

Yeah? Yeah?

Far! Oh my goodness. The boys

are gonna be buzzing on this one.

Big smile. Big smile.

Sad face. Sad face.

Just take a quick selfie of us.

It's not a selfie if

I take it, you idiot.

Oh, come on. Just pretend I'm

the head to his body. CLICK!

I captured Ricky Baker!

Yeah, you captured me too.

You captured me.

Oh no!

Yeah. Chur, my bro. Chur.

Thank you, my bro.

Been awesome meeting you, Ricky.

Just keep doing what you're doing, man.

Keep striving. Stay Maori, bro.

We need a couple more Maoris like you.

Oh, shut up.

No, you shut up, eh.

Yeah, get out.

I'm imparting my knowledge on the bro. You're

the man for me. You're a boy, but you're a man.

Bro. I love you, Ricky.

Why are you on the run?

Don't you want a normal life?

Don't know. Maybe.

You fullas could come live here. They'll

never find you. Nobody ever comes in here.

I have to ask Uncle first.

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