The Legend of Ben Hall Page #2

Sir Fred's got the Lochland by the

.balls and he's sqeezing tight.

Alright, so let's head south,

Auburn way.

keep clear out of the Lochland

We'd need to skip the country, Jack.

What?

And go where?

America.

Why the hell do you

want to go to America?

It's not part of the Empire.

They're fighting a bloody

Civil War over there.

And war is the perfect time

to slip in without a fuss!

To get passage, will cost us a small

fortune, Ben. You do know that?

So we need to

go ahead and get it.

Like I said:

we head south.

Hit the mailrooms,

we just bale them up!

One after the other,

bang, bang, bang!

Right, just the pair of us.

We'll find some more lads.

Cold, sly, kids with some real moxie.

Come on, Ben!

It's no fun playing

without you in the game.

We ride again, we do so

for one purpose:

to get out, to skip the country

for good. Are we clear?

Now, I'm up for that.

MM, Goobang, how's the wife?

There's some bread, bacon

and potatoes.

You're a sweetheart.

Thanks for everything, Mick.

You're always welcome.

Maam, always a pleasure.

So long, godday!

Just me, then.

I have company!

You remember Mr. Kelly?

Of course, you're lookin'

better than ever, young Benjamin.

Mr. Kelly.

Miss!

It's John-John, the jockey

I was telling you about.

My grandson.

Very pleased to

finally meet you, Mr. Hall.

Join us.

Johnny here

did a bloody good job

telegraphing for me in

Omelia, a few years back.

How ols are you?

Almost eighteen.

What do you do?

He's the best jockey you'll ever meet, Ben.

As good a horseman

as the both of us.

So what can we possibly

do for you, Mr. Dunne?

The lad's got himself into some

serious trouble with the Trapps,

The lad's got himself

into some serious trouble,

Oops, haven't we all!

That true?

Me and my mate, Daniel Ryan,

robbed a fella...

then got ourselves nabbed.

We were supposed to show for trial

but I bolted.

There's a warrant out for his arrest,

if caught, they'll

throw him in the cells.

You're lookin' to join with us.

Is that what you want?

More than anything!

Despite what the papers

encourage you to imagine,

this life you want is not easy.

In fact, most days, it's nothing

short of hell on earth.

One false step,

one bad judgement,

you could be shot dead

or made to dance or nothin'.

Understand?

Seems you're here now because

you made some bad choices.

You sure you're not

just making another?

Now, now! No need to

insult our friend here!

He needs to know the nature

of what he seeks, Jack.

We do this because we

have no recoutrse left.

Not for a lark

and not because we want

our names in the papers.

He's speaking for himself.

You ride with us, John...

you can never again

lead a normal life.

With respect, Mr. Hall...

my life has never been normal.

Welcome aboard, Johnny!

Get out!

Hand those over, maam.

I'll take that!

There, Mister!

Huh?

Move your hands, I'll blow

your bloody brains out.

This is what I like to see.

Listen to this,

listen to this!

I regret to state that the

reports of Gilbert's resurgence...

turns out to be fact.

He returns to his

favorite hunting grounds,

bringing with him a fresh hand,

the young John Dunne

There's more!

He is the very beau ideal

of a modern bushranger,

youthful and daring, with the

agility and nature of a tiger cat.

a splendid rider and a

thorough bushman.

What can I say,

I'm famous already!

Never have the public

more to dread

or the authorities, a more

formidable gang to deal with

than now.

Wooh!

What'd I tell ya, huh?

Was I right about

our boy here, Ben?

You were right.

And another thing,

from here on,

we start teaching manners to any

wretches that help the police against us.

How do we

teach them manners?

Simple! We burn their property

to the bloody stumps.

No! We start that kind of work and

the country'll get too hot to hold us.

Wrong!

It'll make anyone think twice

before crossing us.

What it will do is make every

settler turn out and hunt us down.

We wouldn't last a month.

Fine, I'll just shoot them, then.

You do so and you'll

have me to reckon with.

I won't take the life of

another man who hasn't

first tried to take mine.

You can do what you like

but I mean to shoot any man

I find helping the Trapps.

Or any trap I come across.

No, you won't.

Hello, lass!

Can you open that for me?

I'd really like to keep this.

Why?

Because it's very

important to me.

It's very special.

Alright.

Thank you.

Hat, please, sir.

That bag's... Whoo!

Thank you.

Mr. Fancy Britches!

You travel quite loaded, I'd expect.

Turn out your pockets.

I refuse.

Wanna rethink your answer?

No. Go ahead, shoot me,

if you're going to.

Not in front of these ladies.

But I will rip you trousers off,

tie you to that tree

and leave you there with your

tallywhacker hanging out,

for all to see

John Gilbert, is it?

Happy Jack, to you, sir.

Now, turn out your pockets!

Better!

I can do yo

better than all that.

I will write you out a check for 50 pounds,

in exchange for the loan of a revolver

and a duel, at 20 paces,

this instant.

Bless you, sir. That is the

kindest proposition I've had all day

but I must regrettably decline.

I didn't think you'd be game enough.

What did you say?

I did not think you would be

game enough, Happy Jack!

I'm not game enough?

Keep your check! I'll show you

how f***ing game I am,

you Jimmy Grant cock!

You want me to blow your bloody

brains out all over the highway?

I'm game for that!

What are you waiting for?

20 paces and turn!

Jack!

Cool off!

He's the one talking fight

and I'll gladly give him one!

If you want a shooting match with us,

bring your own revolver next time.

Get back to work!

You two, open your purses

Right now, come on, move!

So, when does the fun start?

Won't be long now.

Major, sir!

Whole gang, right here!

Hey, you, drop it! Drop it or

I'll blow your bloody head off!

Get back inside, now!

Jack, we got 2 more!

Let's go!

Surrender!

Draw back!

Draw back!

Go! You'll draw their fire, Debby!

Get away from the coach!

Surrender!

Saved you, Boss!

Bloody traps!

There!

Stand fast!

Stand fast, you bastards!

Surrender!

Never...

Give in to a

bloody bushranger!

Smartest thing you ever did.

Get out!

Eureka! It's all here!

Hoards of cash!

Get all of it!

What the hell?

Mr. Hall,

The bank notes

are all cut in half.

Check them all.

Why are they cut in half?

I said why are they cut in half!

That's the way the banks

are sending them, these days,

you've left them little choice.

And where are the other halves?

They come at a later time.

When?

Nobody knows,

that's the whole point!

Mr. Hall, they're all the same.

Take them with us.

But they're worthless!

So are the other halves,

if they don't get these back.

You heard me out there.

I gave him fair warning.

That's what the bloody fool

got for not standing.

Fair warning or not, today,

you branded us as killers.

Half the country will be

gunning for us now.

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