Hunt for the Wilderpeople Page #6

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Zag.

Good.

So, she's been with us

the whole time, eh?

Yeah.

Well, pretty close

to the sky up here.

Thanks for bringing her, mate.

# When they poured across the border,

I was cautioned to surrender.

# This I could not do.

# I took my gun and vanished.

# I have changed my name so often,

# I've lost my wife and children.

# But I've many friends.

# And some of them are with me.

# Oh, the wind, the wind is blowing.

# Through the graves,

the wind is blowing.

# Freedom soon will come.

# Then we'll come from the shadows.

# Un vieil homme dans un grenier

# pour la nuit nous a cachs.

# Les Allemands I'ont pris.

# II est mort sans surprise.

# Oh, the wind, the wind is blowing.

# Through the graves,

the wind is blowing.

# Freedom soon will come.

# Then we'll come from the shadows. #

I wonder how long they're

going to hunt us for.

Oh, it's hard to say. Those idiots

are worse in the bush than you are.

Useless. Couldn't find

a clown in a circus.

Stop!

This is the police!

Oh sh*t!

What?

I was trying to tell you it

was like The Lord of the Rings.

What the...?

Can you see that bush over there?

Yeah.

Is it a man or a bush?

Bush!

Man!

Bushman!

Ah!

Hello. I was hoping

to run into you two.

Well, if you're after the reward,

you can bugger off. We're dangerous.

Yeah, we're dangerous.

Yeah, no. I heard about that. Don't

worry. I'm not going to capture you.

You guys heard of a- a local legend

about a guy who lives out

here in the bush on this own?

They call him Psycho Sam!

No.

No? Oh, OK.

Well, my name is Sam, anyway.

I'm a friend!

Come on.

Bikkie?

Why do you reckon

he calls himself Psycho Sam?

Here you go. Put these on.

Stop the Government from tracking you.

Never mind.

That fulla you saved- he was a ranger.

Diabetic. You got a little support over that.

But then you robbed those hunters,

so you're back in the negatives again.

Well, that was... this fella.

He's the maniac.

Well, they're still saying you're

dangerous. And a bit of a pervert.

Goddammit.

It's all right. You can stay here as long

as you like. I've been up here 15 years now.

Got everything I need.

How long they been chasing ya?

I don't know.

About five months now?

Bastards. That's the

typical government.

Always trying to step on the little

guy just for living his life.

It never stops either. That's why I can't go

back. Not going to be part of the machine.

Form fillers.

Form fillers?

That's how they get you.

Anything you want to do in life,

you got to fill out a form.

And they've got forms for everything.

You fill it out, it goes upstairs,

and then they make you

fill out a new form,

just to confirm it was you

that filled out the first form.

And if ever you want to

stop filling out forms,

well, there's about five

different forms for that.

Don't even get me started on the

national rugby team. They're not human.

What you doing, mate?

Writing.

And what are you writing,

Mr Shakespeare?

Haiku.

Well, go on, read it out.

I'll tell you if it's any good.

No, it's just a personal one.

Oh, come on. Don't be shy.

Mm, OK.

Trees, birds, rivers, sky.

Running with my Uncle Hec.

Living forever.

See? Told you it was dumb.

No, no.

It was just that

Well, that's the-

That's the first time I've...

heard my name in a poem. I liked it.

Gee, Bella would have loved

this adventure, wouldn't she?

Mm. Why couldn't you

guys have any kids?

Well, just couldn't.

Well, I couldn't.

That's not very fair. Some

people can't even have babies.

And the ones who can-

they don't even want them.

Like my mum.

No, mate. She wanted you.

She was- she was probably just young. She

couldn't work out how to raise you, you know.

I bet she loved you, though.

Doubt it.

Well, you never know.

You're pretty likeable.

Lights out, OK?

Goodnight, Sam.

Oh, I haven't got that fixed yet.

Goodnight, Uncle.

Goodnight, mate.

Uncle!

Uncle! Uncle! Uncle! Uncle! Uncle! Uncle!

Uncle! Uncle! Uncle, we have to go!

Yeah. Even I can't stand

his cooking anymore.

We'll get out off first

thing in the morning, eh?

No! They're here.

Who?

Government! Government!

Sorry, excuse me.

Did they see you?

No, but they're close!

OK. Get our stuff!

Hey! Hey, what happened to my phone?

I upgraded it for ya.

You're on four bars now.

You clown. What have you done?

Come out and give over

the boy, Mr Faulkner.

Uncle! Uncle! They're close.

Sam, what's the fastest

way out of here?

Jet pack.

Do you actually have a jet pack?

No. What?

Wait! I've got an

underground bunker.

This tunnel leads directly

to an underground chamb-

I haven't dug it yet. Oh!

What have I been doing with my life?

That's it. We've run out of options.

Just pretend to be dead. I'll be here.

Come on, guys. It only

works if we all do it.

For Christ's sake, Sam, pull yourself

together. We need to get out of here right now.

What are we gonna do?

Crumpy!

What?

Crumpy will take you!

Who the hell is Crumpy?!

Crumpy!

Jesus, does she even go?

Crumpy. Unkillable.

Four-wheel drive.

Both wheels go- go four-wheel-drive.

Ricky, where are ya?

Oh, where did I put the keys?

Ricky!

Unkillable!

Ricky...

Get in!

Ricky Baker, you are

not driving this ute.

Get in the car!

Oh sh*t.

Tupac!

OK. I'll hold up the government

and buy you some time.

Thanks, mate.

Don't do anything stupid.

Me?

How did you get this thing started?

The knack.

Crumpy!

Hey! Sorry, mate.

She's a bit bumpy around here.

Not too fast, Ricky. Slow down.

No! No!

Tree!

Get off!

Slow down!

That's my bike.

Shut up, they're mine.

Whoa.

SIRENS WAIL Uh-oh.

May as well play it to the end.

What do you reckon?

You mean have a shoot out, and then when we've

got no bullets, run out and say, "Freedom!"

And then die in a blaze of glory?

No. I actually meant

till we run out of petrol.

Oh. Well, I'm dying

in a blaze of glory.

ENGINE REVS No!

Oh.

Whoa.

Faulkner! This is the Police.

Stop the vehicle and hand over the boy.

You're pretty much

surrounded. No escape.

Come on mate.

Mr Faulkner... Mr Faulk-

Pull the bloody vehicle

over, Faulkner.

Ricky Baker!

Hi, Paula!

You pull that ute over right now or you're

going to be in a whole lot of trouble, son!

You don't even have

your full licence!

Ricky!

Is that what I think it is?

Uncle Hec! Uncle Hec, that's the actual army.

This is like an actual war, like, for real!

Roger, Comms, we have visual.

Kilo, Foxtrot. We've

lost them in the bush.

OK. Stop the truck, Ricky. I just-

stop the truck. I want to get out now.

I didn't choose the skux life;

the skux life chose me.

Ricky, stop.

ENGINE REVS Stop!

Freedom!

How many bullets do we have?

Ricky, we've got to stop.

Never! Come on!

Mate, this is it for me. Look, I can't go on

anymore. My leg is buggered. I can hardly see.

This is the end.

Ricky Baker, you get out

here this instant, son.

You've caused a lot of damage

to private property today.

You've taken out this corrugated

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