The Levelling
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- Year:
- 2016
- 83 min
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No, don't!
Stop it!
Step off! Step back!
F***!
This is yours now!
This is your life!
What use are you?!
This ain't worth it!
- F*** it!
F*** everyone!
It's fine.
I mean, you want me
to call anyone?
Nah, no, no. I...
Just have to, uh...
Won't be here long. Um...
Clover, you're...
No, I-I'm fine.
- Yeah.
- I'm fine.
Well, let me know
about the funeral, won't you?
Yeah, of course.
Now, if there's
anything else I can do...
Can you make it my dad
instead of my brother?
Can you make that happen?
Just trying to help, clover.
Right, then. Take care.
You...
You came!
Bloody good show, clover.
Well done, that girl.
What's all the mess?
Did you have a party?
Yes.
Yes, for Harry.
Why?
Well, his taking over the farm.
Harry didn't tell me
you'd given him the farm.
You... you didn't
want to come,
did you, to the party?
You never want to come.
Well, you're here now.
Stay for the funeral.
Of course.
What's this?
Home.
Since when?
Since the house flooded.
Our very own refugee camp.
But that was months ago.
Bloody insurance company
wouldn't pay out.
What happened?
Helen wouldn't say.
He took...
He was...
Oh, gun in the loo.
But...
Everyone was plastered.
He shot himself?
It was a bloody stupid accident.
Hello. Aubrey?
Oh, James.
Just wanted to check...
See if you needed anything.
Isn't he wonderful, clover?
James came to check on us.
He's a rock, a bloody rock.
I'm sure they said
it was gonna rain.
You hear that, James?
Yes, sir.
Probably think about
digging some ditches,
shouldn't we?
I can talk
to some of the others.
Good boy.
Aubrey said it was an accident.
What did the police say?
Did they find a note?
You know as much as I do.
Was it still loaded?
I didn't know
it was still loaded.
Well, it must have been.
It blew his face off.
Can you pull over?
Pull over now.
Sorry.
It's fine.
Oh, Harry.
Milo?
What are you doing in there?
Aubrey?
Clever boy, Milo.
Oh. Bloody animal.
Wonder where he got to.
He was locked in the shed.
Must have been in there
for days. He was starving.
There was sh*t everywhere.
What was he doing in there?
Can't find a shirt.
Did you put him in there?
No, I bloody didn't.
If we get an animal
like that at the practice,
Aubrey, we call the police.
Oh, perhaps someone
shut him in during the party.
He's a bugger around sausages.
Look, we've got
to sort out this funeral.
about the, uh, date
and our wishes...
- Later.
- So...
We need to milk the cows.
Get your wellies on.
I didn't bring any wellies!
Come on!
Come on!
Come on!
Go on.
Hey!
Come on.
No, no, no, no, no, no.
Wait. Wait.
Hang on. Hang on. Hang on.
Get it straight. See?
Spread 'em out.
Right hand. Right hand.
You remember.
Yeah, feel for it. Feel for it.
Ah, come on.
Milo.
Should I take these ones
back to the field?
No, into the barn.
What? Why?
Hatfield's coming
to take them away.
You selling stock?
How many?
Just half the herd.
Keep some bloodline.
Build it up again.
But you're keeping
the pregnant ones?
No. He's taking those.
Well, I hope you're
getting double the price.
It's all sorted.
You don't have to worry
They're here
in the barn waiting.
Thought you said noon.
Don't think I'm wrong.
Call me back. Cheers, Roger.
Was this Harry's idea?
The sale?
Need the money.
The stock is our only asset.
We sell the stock.
We get the money.
The farm is saved.
Harry gets the farm.
We have a party.
Everyone's happy.
I don't think Harry was happy.
It was just
Catto here.
Yeah. That's right.
Canceled? What?
Yeah, well, Harry was in charge,
but he should have
run that by me.
Course we want to sell them.
Yeah, check. Do that.
Call me back.
It's canceled?
Bloody idiots,
they've screwed up somewhere.
Harry would never
have done that.
Maybe he did.
Don't be so stupid.
I'm not stupid.
What?
What are you on about?
Stop calling me stupid.
I've got 4 "a" levels,
2 degrees,
and I'm about to be
fully qualified as a vet.
I'm not bloody stupid.
So are we leaving
the stock up here,
or are we taking 'em
out to the field?
It's your farm.
Bloody marvelous.
Oh.
You all came. Bloody marvelous.
You want some digging done?
Damn right.
Uh, you know what you're doing,
where you're going?
Afraid the bloody digger's
buggered.
We brought spades.
Good man.
Let me take you up there.
Uh, sort this, will you?
I'll walk the boys up
to the site.
Hello.
Are you, uh...
Are you Mrs. Catto?
Uh, clover.
What's going on?
We've released
the licensed weapons.
I've got 'em here,
as well as Harry's clothes
and things.
What weapons?
There's shotguns.
We had to take 'em away
on the night,
but we've, uh...
We've released 'em now.
Right.
You need to lock them up.
This was round his neck.
Don't know if you...
Do you have a day
for the funeral yet?
Not yet.
You're not
waiting for us, are you?
Well, um...
There will be an inquest,
as with all suicides, but...
There won't be
any further investigation,
if that's what
you're worried about.
So you're ruling it a suicide,
not an accident?
I... i mean,
it's not official yet, but...
Steady.
Stop laughing, as well.
Oh, f***.
How does it feel?
Like tiny butterflies
kissing my wrist.
F***.
So we never forget. Yeah.
Only moving 200 cattle
off our land
in four foot of water
at 2:
00 in the morning.Then, f***, for you, man.
Your tur...
Steady.
Stop laughing as well.
Oh, f***.
So were you at the party, then?
Yep.
Is that
where you got the shiner?
Was Harry happy
about getting the farm?
Was a pretty big deal
for him, wasn't it?
Yeah, of course.
I mean, finally Aubrey
trusted him.
He's not the easiest dad
in the world.
Harry was really chuffed.
still trying to run the farm,
with the sale and everything,
like he didn't trust Harry?
Is that why he canceled
the sale, do you think?
He had other plans?
- What's that?
- I don't know.
Think we should just
Hang on.
Is that a badger?
Jesus Christ.
There are more.
Can you tell
what happened to them?
They've been shot.
For f***'s sake.
No, Milo!
Oh, can you get him away?
Could you just go
lock him up somewhere?
Where are you going?
You're not going to call
the police, are you?
F***ing Aubrey. F***!
Ok. Very well.
Bye.
Where are you going?
Roger needs some more
paperwork for this damn sale.
They think you're
hiding something, do they?
Oh, don't be
so bloody ridiculous.
I just found dead
badgers buried out the back.
What? Where?
Shot dead.
Killing badgers
to get thrown in clink.
- I'm not that stupid.
- Ok, fine.
You know best.
I didn't have the keys
to the gun cupboard.
I gave them to Harry
about 6 months ago.
Harry?
Well, he wouldn't.
He's not stupid. He...
He isn't that stupid.
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