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This is where we live.

We have a great backyard.

This is me, sparrow McGee.

I'm on the way to the best party ever.

We only do it once a year

'cause it takes a year to recover...

Sometimes longer.

And this car I'm on the back of

is the world's best car.

The Aussie Ute.

We love our Utes and they love us.

Donuts, fishtails, spin-outs, figure-8s.

We call this sport circle work.

Do not try this at home.

You can win prizes, but who cares?

It's all about the Utes.

This is my best mate, Billy.

Billy says we have the perfect life,

and I reckon he's right.

And to top it off,

we've got another best mate,

Lucy.

Lucy could drive through a puddle of mud

and not spill a drop.

When we were kids,

Lucy saved Billy from drowning.

And they've been arguing ever since.

The three of us are a team.

Lucy!

But a little bunch of mates

needs a bigger bunch of mates.

And we grew up with some beauties.

These girls,

they used to pick on me in high school.

But they grew up just fine.

Now they just pick on their boyfriends.

Part-time cowboys, full-time unemployed.

Podge and his old mate Boof,

they love their beer.

And Michelle, she loves Podge.

And who wouldn't? He's a champion!

And this is Mary.

She's the love of my life.

Hey, Mary!

Please don't tell her I said that.

And this is everyone's best friend.

We call her knob.

Knob belongs to Billy.

She also belongs to me.

Billy really keeps Lucy on her toes.

Billy!

Then he tries to run over them.

Billy!

Now, Lucy's a bit uptight.

And Billy's a bit too loose.

Sometimes I worry

that if those two got together,

it'd be the end of the team.

But luckily, just friends.

People come from all over the country.

- Everybody's welcome.

- G'day, guys.

Even these rough nuts...

Spike and turps.

Enough said.

Look out.

There he is.

Muttonhead.

What's the rush, Popeye?

Afraid you'll miss out on a pretty boy?

Not the way you pick 'em.

Trust me, I'll set you up

with a real cowboy this time.

Told you last year, Princess,

I don't want a cowboy.

I'll get you one with teeth.

Good girl.

I'm just saying, Luce,

if you don't get a root tonight,

it's a year till the next one.

I can wait.

The delicate dance of circle work.

The splendor of a gas-guzzling pirouette.

Let's give it up for Mary Dankovitz,

ladies and gentlemen.

Go on, Mary! Kick that sucker.

Totes, Mary!

This isn't drivin' 'round in circles,

ladies and gentlemen.

This is driving 'round in circles

really, really fast.

Seen it.

Look at those scores.

Oh, my god!

Missed a spot.

Tonight, we celebrate 100 years

of the ram ticklers

bachelors and spinsters ball.

That's right...

A whole century of this debauchery.

Dress is strictly black tie.

And as always, young folk from all around

flock to dance, drink and fall in love.

For many, that love may last a lifetime.

And for some, just two minutes.

But tonight, we party, party, party!

Australian-style.

All right, ladies and gentlemen,

put your paws together for spike and turps

from Manangatang!

Give it up!

Yeah! Yeah, mate! Yeah, mate!

I'm gonna get me arse out.

I'm gonna get me arse out, mate.

Do it, do it.

Spike and turps from Manangatang,

sporting their usual...

Very classy.

And what an apt score, ladies and

gentlemen. What an apt score.

Merline was at me again last night

about getting a full-time job.

Hey, hey! Remain calm, brothers.

The ladies, when they hear our news,

will be rejoicing.

So, it's crosses,

figure-8s, Olympic circles,

flares, fishtails,

and we finish with drifting. Right?

- Sure.

- And the Olympic circles are clockwise.

Whatever.

Not "whatever". Clockwise.

Don't go making it up, Princess.

The deal is I watch you and you watch me.

Yeah, yeah, I'll watch ya.

I'm serious. Watch me.

We could do the lazy Susan.

Yes!

The lazy Susan.

No, we never once got that right.

You push it too hard, you'll kill us both.

Listen. What I want...

What I've always wanted,

is for you to get your act together.

Can't we just freewheel it?

No.

And now, for the final circle

work routine of the day,

wild boy Billy brandish

and my little sister, Lucy McClintock.

Buckle up, sparrow.

And, of course...

Here we go.

Sparrow McGee on the back there,

holdin' on.

Come on, Popeye.

Numbnut!

Billy?

Billy, what...

Billy brandish is out of the car,

and he's out of his bloody mind!

What are you doing?

Get back in the car, Billy!

Billy, you've gone too far.

Billy... what the hell are you doing?

Relax. I've got it all under control.

Get back in the bloody car, idiot.

Just mixin' it up a little bit.

Billy!

Get him...

Relax. I've got it all under control.

Doesn't look like it!

Watch out!

Billy!

Move, Lucy!

Not now.

Good job, Billy.

That was a bit hairy.

Yeah, I've got skidmarks.

Give it up for wild boy Billy brandish!

Give it up for my little sister,

Lucy McClintock!

Give it up for sparrow!

And knob the dog!

This is the true spirit of the country.

Right here... the worm!

The judges aren't happy.

The red flags have come out,

ladies and gentlemen.

Come on, it wasn't my fault.

I've seen people with more maturity

than you on an ultrasound.

I love it when you get like this.

I'm going to tear your nuts off.

I love it when you get like that, too.

I'm serious.

That's it. That is it.

That's what?

I've been thinking about leaving.

And now you've decided for me.

I'm moving to Sydney. Tomorrow.

Sydney?

Uncle Barry said he'd give me a job

at the wool exchange in a heartbeat.

Well...

We've got it sweet here, Luce.

It doesn't get any better than this.

No, you're right. It

doesn't get any better.

And I want more.

Sydney will chew you up.

You can't leave. We're a team.

No. Teammates look out for each other.

Work together.

They don't try to kill each other.

What about sparrow?

Time to grow up, Billy.

This is great.

With a bit of practice,

we'll really make that stuff-up work.

Hello, cowboy.

This year's champion...

Mary Dankovitz, ladies and gentlemen.

Love your work, Mary.

Hey, hey, nice show.

Yeah, wish you'd put as much thought

into getting a real job.

Ladies, good news.

We have heard your demands

for us to apply ourselves.

And guess what,

all your problems are solved.

We're getting off the welfare.

This should be good.

We're gonna take life by the horns...

Throw it on the ground...

And shoot it.

You're starting that Internet business?

About time.

It is so much bigger than that, Shaz.

You're gonna love it.

Us fellas are joining the army.

- Taylah, get your gun.

- Which one?

- Hang on.

- The army?

OMG.

Ofg.

How long for?

Three years.

Babe, you said, "show some initiative."

I meant show some initiative

after you've told me what it is,

and I give you permission.

Now, how am I supposed

to run a pharmacy from an army base?

I dunno. A soldier could get a headache?

So, I've been sitting on that

bloody computer for three years,

trying to get my degree,

so that we can get married, and buy a farm.

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