The Water Diviner

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Allahu Ekber!

Allahu Ekber!

Allahu Ekber!

I think we're close, mate.

I think we're very close.

Whoo-hoo-hoo!

Told you there was water there, didn't I?

Told you.

Lizzie?

Everything alright?

Arthur's worn through

the toe of his boot again.

What does he do?

The boys are all in bed.

They're waiting for you

to read to them.

- I'm bone-tired, Lizzie.

- Oh, come on.

You know this is their

favourite time of the day.

Prince Hussain called to the man

and asked him why the carpet

he wished to sell was so expensive,

saying, "It must be made of something

quite extraordinary."

The Merchant replied,

My Prince,

your amazement will be

all the greater when I tell you that

it is enchanted.

Whoever sits on this carpet,

closes his eyes

and says the magic word 'Tangu'

may be transported through

the air in an instant.

Wherever his heart

desires to be."

I hit water at 15 feet.

Bit brackish but good pressure.

With water we'll be able to

put stock in that valley block.

They didn't even

wipe the mud off it.

It's been four years, Liz.

You're so clever.

You can find water

but you can't even find

your own children.

Why can't you find them?

You lost them!

Come on, Art!

You won't win any medals

up there, mate!

Yeah, it's two hours

back to Rainbow,

we've got to get a wriggle on!

- You got that?

- Yeah.

I reckon I got it by now, Dad.

Arthur...

Look after me brothers and

keep me bloody head down.

I know.

- Love you, Dad

- See you, Dad!

Lizzie?

Lizzie!

Lizzie?!

Lizzie!

Lizzie!

You understand,

in all conscience,

I could not bury your wife

in consecrated ground

if I thought she had taken

her own life.

Consecrated ground is

his promise to the faithful.

She fell in and drowned,

so your conscience is clear.

Three sons killed.

That was quite an ordeal

for Eliza.

As the book of Job teaches us,

God sets these trials for a reason.

Many families in the district

have made similar sacrifices

for king and country.

You know, you have a gall

coming in here,

making demands.

You haven't stepped inside

this place for four years,

you haven't been to confession,

you're all but lost to God.

Yes.

And you and God can feed me

to the pigs for all I care.

But you knew this woman.

She was here every Sunday.

I've dug the grave,

I made the coffin,

all I'm asking you to do

is say some words

and throw some dirt.

That cart of yours...

...would make a useful

benefaction for our community.

An offering to God.

Well, He might as well

take that too.

I'll find them, love.

I'll find them and I'll bring them

home to you.

Nearly there.

Thank you.

Not now. Later. Thank you.

Major Hasan Bey to see

Lieutenant-Colonel Hughes

- at the War Graves.

- We know who he is, mate.

Righto.

Four years ago

they'd have given me a VC

for shooting that bastard.

Lieutenant-Colonel Hughes,

may I present Major Hasan Bey.

Major Bey was commander of...

Just Major Hasan.

- Bey just means Mister.

- Yes. Indeed.

Mr Bey gave you boys hell

at Lonesome Pine, Sir.

We all know who Major Hasan

is, Lieutenant. Thank you.

Merhaba. Hosh geldieniz.

Hosh Bulduek.

Turkce biliormusunuz?

Ah...

English?

I see you have finally taken

the Peninsula.

Yes.

Lost the battle, won the war.

Well, Sergeant Tucker here

will show you to your accommodations.

Perhaps once you've refreshed

we could meet in my tent?

- Thank you.

- Right this way.

While I'm here, I thought

I'd make myself useful.

If you have any horses

that need any work,

I might go for a little ride.

Preferably something

with a bit of pep.

Ah, Sergeant Tucker,

acquaint Lieutenant Greeves

with Widowmaker.

She could use a workout.

With pleasure, Sir.

Now, we've already

started work in this area,

in the Nek down to Hill 971.

I assume they briefed

you fully at the war office.

We would appreciate your help

locating our dead.

Your dead?

Lost over 10,000 ANZACS

here on Gallipoli

and still don't know

where half of them are.

Some were buried properly

but a lot of the graves

have been lost, overgrown

or washed away,

or their crosses were pilfered

for firewood after we evacuated.

Retreated.

You were here?

First Light Horse.

What do you need of me?

Well, the land has changed,

but you know the area

better than anyone.

I was hoping you could help us

locate the companies

we lost track of.

We can start in the morning.

We lost 70,000 men.

Here.

At Canakkale.

For me, this place

is one big grave.

I don't know what you chaps

were belly-aching about.

This is a veritable Garden of Eden.

If your troops had taken

this hill on the first day,

we would have been finished.

How close did we get?

There.

There you go, Sir.

Your Garden of Eden.

Joshua? Where are the boys?

Ed, Henry, let's go home.

Run!

Come on, Ed!

Boys?

Boys?!

Art! Ahhh!

Ed!

Get down!

It's alright, boys.

It's alright.

Good on you, Art, for not

leaving your brothers behind.

Hey, Ed, what's the magic word?

The one that makes the carpet fly?

- Tonga?

- Tangu, you wombat.

That's it. Tangu.

Come on, cuddle up.

Get tight, close your eyes.

Ed's peeping, Dad.

Ed, close your eyes.

It only works

if your eyes are closed.

Alright, boys, let's get

out of here. All together.

Tangu!

Bugger off, the pair of you.

Go away. No.

- No?

- No.

Anything you want

my mama can make.

Hot water, no Germans.

No. Clear off.

Beautiful hotel.

Best room.

I'm going to Gallipoli.

- How do I get to Gallipoli?

- Huh?

I want to go to Gallipoli.

- Mister? Mister?

- Gallipoli.

Come to our hotel.

Beautiful hotel.

Beautiful view.

Anything you want,

my anne can make.

Maybe you can help me.

I'm going to Gallipoli.

No, you're not.

No-one goes there

without a permit.

You'll have to go to

the British War Office

- in Sultanahmet.

- Where?

- Sultanahmet. We go!

- Old city.

And... I'd keep an eye

on your bag if I were you.

Crafty little buggers.

Oi!

Oi!

Oi!

Mister! Mister!

Where you go?

Little bastard.

Give me that bag,

you little bastard.

See, beautiful hotel.

Clean sheets, hot water,

no Germans.

Hello.

I, uh... I need a room.

You're from England?

No.

No, I'm from Australia.

Um, I'm sorry,

Orhan has made a mistake.

We have no rooms.

Your son dragged me halfway

across this wretched city.

Ah, no, no, no, no.

The boy was right.

Our best room is now vacant,

Mister...?

Connor. Joshua Connor.

You are most welcome, Mr Connor.

The room is up the stairs.

Breakfast is at eight.

Would you like for her

to bring the tea?

Uh, no. No, thanks.

But your son did mention

there might be some hot water.

Ah, it is shameful to lie.

You are a spoilt mother's boy.

Oh, no, it's alright. I must

have just misunderstood.

Please, please.

It is his duty.

Thank you very much.

This your room.

You seem to know

where everything is.

How about tomorrow you take me

to the War Office?

- I'll pay you.

- Yes, you will.

Towels for you, Mr Connor.

I am preparing you a hot bath

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