Text and sync by Dagge
September 1939
My grandfather King George.
He take me walkabout.
Teach me black fellow way.
Grandfather teaching me most important lesson of all.
Telling story.
That day I down the billabong.
King George he teach me how to catching fish using magic song.
See I'm not black fellow.
I'm not white fellow either.
Them white fellows call me mixed blood.
Half-cast.
Creamy.
I belong no-one.
That day I se them white fellows - they were pushing them cheeky bulls across the river.
Onto Carney Land.
Make yourself invisible.
King George angry at them white fellows.
King George says the white fellow, bad spirit.
Must be taken from this land.
Them coppers come take me away.
They wanna put me on that mission island.
Make me into white fellow.
But they are not coppers.
And the first time, I saw her.
That Mrs. Boss.
The strangest woman I've ever seen.
She's not from this land.
This land... my people got many names for.
But white fellows called it...
Australia.
But this story not begin that day.
This story begin a little while ago.
In a land far far away.
That land called England.
My husband must sell Faraway Downs.
But the offer from this cattle king - Mr Carney...
...is only 1/6 to what it was once worth.
We need the money, Ronstan.
But Maitland is just about to muster the fats..
What?
Getting the big cows ready for market.
Right. You and I both know there is only one reason...
my husband has spent so much time Down-Under.
And it has absolutely nothing to do with cows?
At least not of the animal variety.
Lady Ashley I do think that is a bit harsh.
Oh Ronstan, drink your tea.
Lady Ashley.
What do you intend to do?
I intend to travel to this cattle station.
Sell it.
And bring Maitland home - myself.
But Lady Ashley, it's Australia.
Darling Sarah, I emplore you do not travel.
Outbreak of war imminent. Stop.
Maitland, your concern regarding war duly noted. Stop.
Have plan concerning cattle - sale to King Carney not necessary.
Need more time. Stop.
Nonsense. Stop.
Expect contract for sale of station to be drawn by time of my arrival. Stop.
Cannot meet you. Stop.
I must survey. Stop.
Have sent trusted man. Stop.
The Drover. Stop.
Drover?
Yeah. You boom lover.
Do any of you county boys wanna have a go?
Come on fellows.
Don´t let the fear stand in your way.
I'll have ya´
Hey! No booms in here.
He's not in the Pub - Ivan.
John.
Run after your boom friend cause as far this town is concerned...
...you are black.
You work with them, you eat with them.
And you sleep with them.
Oh cranky.
Boss, plane coming.
Go down to the wharf.
When you see them - wave your hat.
Let it go!
Go down to the warf!
Don't forget. We need the money.
What are you waiting for? An invitation?
Man, I can't let down.
Lady Sarah Ashley.
Genuine aristocrat.
Living here right here in Darwin.
Administrator - we´re at war.
As the officer in charge of livestock purchases for the armed forces-
Quite a looker.
I fail to see.
What Lady Sarah Ashley-
has to do with Carney´s stranglehold of the beef industry.
Her husband Lord Ashley claims he´s mustering fats at Faraway Downs..
Her father kept her Faraway down.
Faraway Downs?
Faraway Downs. The only Cattle station in the whole of the North.
In the whole of the north, not owned by Lesley King Carney.
Lord Maitland Ashley is mustering on Faraway Downs.
Isn´t quite what we had in mind, is it Neil?
No - Yeah....
Now his missus has arrived on a flying boat.
Look like they're gonna sell Faraway Downs to me - Neil.
No - she won´t last!.
A delicate English rose withers in the outback.
You with me?
If you must know, l am to be met
by my husband´s trusted man , a Mr. Drover.
A bloody drover.
Look at my wife and daughter down there - giving her the royal welcome.
My fiance Neil Fletcher manages Faraway Downs.
Good day.
Big pile.
Not a bad-looking sheila but what´s the story on the luggage.
Wants to settle down in the outback, does she?
If she stays and Lord Ashley manages to get his cattle down onto that wharf there,
then we've got a competitor for the army contract - Neil.
Carney's control of every cattle station in the North
jeopardizes the supply of beef to our troops.
But it's a poor war that doesn't make a decent patriot rich.
So... I don't want a single beast
from Faraway Downs to set a hoof
on that wharf!
You with me, Neil?
Yeah, yeah - Life should take its course.
What about the missus?
I've arranged for someone special to give her the old scenic route.
Give her a taste of the outback.
Who's taking her?
The drover?
Enjoy the ride, sweetheart!
I'm Sarah Ashley.
I have said that Lord Ashley has sent a trusted man to collect me - a Mr Drover.
It seems as if he has spent great lengths.
No women.
Ladies lounge is next door.
The hen parlour is that way, my dear.
No wonder your establishment is empty
Good day.
No!
No... My panties...
Oh my God!
Welcome to Australia.
Drover take Mrs. Ashley to Faraway Downs in a great big fancy truck.
He even let her sit in his special seat.
He even drinks Drovers own water dribble.
They get along like a Burning house.
Now Magarri... he's sitting up top.
And Magarri's cousin Goolaj, he come along for the ride.
That make them friends right away.
Water.
That's it.
Stay. Stay.
Trusted man - Typical man.
Sure your husband is a pretty good bloke.
Yes. He certainly knows how to choose his employees.
No wonder the place is bankrupt.
I am not an employee!
Great. So you're just driving me out all the way out to Faraway Downs...
as a personal favour to my husband, are you?
No.
Him being such a good bloke and all?
I'm driving out there because he promised me a drive
of 1500 head of cattle.
What? To buy?
No. You goose - Just to drove.
I'm a drover, right?
I move the cattle from A to B.
But I work on commission.
No man hires me, no man fires me.
Everything I own, I can fit in my saddle bag. Which is the way I like it-
They are all very outback adventures.
Not saying it´s for everyone.
No... Definitely not for everyone.
Most people like to own
You know, van, luggage other people.
Makes them feel secure.
But all that can be taken away.
In the end, you really own really ...
is a - is a story.
Just trying to live a good one.
Yes... an adventure story.
You sound just like my husband.
Oh... The kangaroo!
Lovely.
Beautiful.
I've never seen a kangaroo.
Look. They're jumping. - They're jumping.
Oh it's beautiful.
Look at them - jumping.
Mr. Drover.
Hey miss Boss.
Tucker - Mrs Boss?
Mr. Drover. - Yeah.
There's only one tent.
That's right.
For the 4 of us?
Well, it gets pretty chill here at night. We-
would like to bunk up together. Are you hungry?
Pleasure huh?
Mush and pies, you know.
Oh come on, Lady Ashley.
We're just having a laugh.
Never really sleep in a tent in our life.
We just bunk around the fire. See?
See we're not really used to... - A woman?
I suppose we should be back in Darwin.
At the church page or Ladies or whatever you call it.
But I would have it noted that I am as capable as any man.
Guests.
We're not used to guests. We´re having a lot of women in the outback.
But now that you mention it I have a lot to require when...
we meet in the outback.
But they're mostly native women.
Aboriginal women.
They're very easy to... get along with.
If you try.
Get out of here.
Why did you stop?
Your accountant!
Hey Drover. You get plenty of problem now.
See you, Drover.
Care for a little one.
from the flask.
I'm sorry. What was your name again?
Fiddling Flimp...melady
Kipling Flynn.
Right.
How long til we reach Faraway DownS?
We've been on it for the last 2 days.
Drover! Hey Drover!
How you doing? - Good.
Aren´t you all gonna stop and have a rest for a while?
Nah, I gotta make a delivery.
Put the kettle on, I'll be around in a couple of days, allright?
Cheers. - Ok.
See you soon.
She's easy to get on with.
She's a rather wild one.
You and my husband share an interest.
An interest? Really?
Come on. We all know the real reason why my husband is out here.
Right, you ain't into breeding yet.
Breeding? - Yeah.
No we´re both dead keen on breading.
I have this idea which he loved...
I´d be quite excited about it too actually.
Now I´m a brumby man, but his fancy English for the Capricornia
Has really caught my eye.
She is gorgeous. Really gorgeous. - Gorgeous creature.
I've always wanted to mate an English thorough-bred with a bush bronco.
Magic. Would be magic.
Imagine that combination- - Don't you say another word.
How dare you. Poppycock!
What you talking about? - Popp y cock. (Bullshit!)
What you talking about?
You want-
You want to have it only to be.
What? What was that?
You know exactly what I'm saying.
Just like you have it on with that poor girl you're exploiting and...
God knows how many of them.
What are you talking about?
You´ve got a filthy mind - Lady You´re an animal!
I wouldn´t have it on with you
If you were the only tart left in Australia.
You are an animal... - I wouldn't.
Who? What was that?
Stay in the car.
No... - Get your hands off me.
For once in your life - do as you´re bloody told.
There she is.
Faraway Downs.
And that first time, I saw her.
That Mrs. Boss.
Lady Ashley! Wait! Don't go in there!
I'm so sorry.
My family´s had the honour of serving the owners of Faraway Downs...
for three generations.
We know how hard this land can be.
But Lord Maitland Ashley... He never gave up.
The only thing that could stop this decent courageous man was a spear.
But the murderer is black.
The so called King George.
And he will be brought to justice.
Let us now pray for Maitland Ashley.
His soul may enter peacefully through the gates of heaven.
Lady Ashley, we can leave for Darwin first thing in the morning.
Yes. Mr Fletcher.
I can't understand what my husband would have seen out here.
Yeah, this land has a strange power.
That first night, when the sun go to sleep,
King George tells me this land be healed.
He tell me that woman, that far far away woman
she be like the rain.
I´ve been thinking, I'm gonna sing her to me.
Make the land sing.
Ah - you can see me now?
Who are you?
I'm Nullah.
How did you get in here?
I make myself invisible.
But it's gotta come from magic.
What do you want?
That Fletcher, been cursed this place.
But you like rain or serpent.
You´re my luck.
You heal this land.
So I sing you to me.
Like I sing you fish to me.
I sing too - when mama and Fletcher make wrong side business.
Wrong side of business?
You know.
Laying down and tickling.
Oh my goodness! - Me and you secret.
Oh my goodness! Mr. Fletcher!
I got to sing to mama to warn her that Lord Boss Ashley is coming down.
Maitland - Oh I mean... Lord Ashley?
Yeah. He plenty funny.
So that's why I took him down the billabong.
Show him that big fat cheeky bulls.
Come here. Look them.
Look!
Get pushed across that river.
Over to Carney Land.
The books. Billabong.
That's where Maitland was killed.
But Mrs. Boss-
Please don't!
Don't make the policeman take away my boy.
Them coppers - That bad Fletcher.
He say he see me - he send me to the mission island.
To that Lock Lock. Throw away the bloody key.
Please missus - quick!
I'll make us invisible.
Mrs. Boss.
It's you.
Last night I show you.
Come on.
Ey - it is a beautiful day, ain't she?
How was your sleep? Restful?
I wouldn't say so. No.
Hey now the boys are...
The boys are just finishing up.
I've got to tell you they're pretty sorry mob of cattle.
Seems hardly worth the effort.
Right to go - Lady Ashley?
Mr. Fletcher.
Tell me about the big fat cows that cross the river down at the Billaballong
or whatever it is you call it.
Yeah, the Billabong.
Now that's Carney property over there. Our cattle don´t cross the river.
Apparently they do. - Yeah.
Who says they do?
That little boy there.
Oh - you mean little half-cast fellow
Hey little fellow, come here.
Come and tell Mr. Fletcher what you told me last night.
Nullah! Go to him!
Please. Do it for mummy please!
He-he - Funny ones...
Do what your mother says.
Did you see big fat cattle crossing Marmont river?
Well, they´re just Carney cattle on the other side of the river having a drink.
One more word and I'll beat your mother.
Them just Carney's cattle. I´ve been looking about them myself.
Oh you two told great big tall story. Don´t ya.
It's all right, Mr. Fletcher.
I'm sure the boy just made a mistake.
Oh - we must be get going - Mrs. Ashley.
Hey Sing-Song, take the little fellow to the kitchen and give him a big bloody feed of that tucker he likes.
Hey that old windmill hasn´t turned in years .
He´s a sweet little boy ah... I don´t think he meant any harm
They are funny little creatures - a little bit soft in the head
That's why the common sense of the mission.
Come on. We don't have a whole day.
Liar! Bloody liar!
This is the proof!
Fletcher! Liar!
Run!
No!
Leave him alone!
Get off my property! You no longer work for me.
If I go my men will go with me.
There won´t be a single bloody beast in this stockyard to start to drove in the morning
You heard what I said, get off my property.
Yeah? - Go now!
You're the boss.
Hey Flynn, get in the car, I´m getting you a new job somewhere else
...pack it up, get your gear, I´ll see you in Desperation Creek in a couple of days.
Bloody old fool!
Carney is gonna get this property -
It´s been a pleasure working for you.
Real pleasure.
That strange women she fire him - that Fletcher.
He can´t hurt mama no more.
From that day on!
We call her Mrs. Boss
Why would Fletcher break the water pump?
I don't know, all crazy! Why fair, all crazy!
Only one person know
That bloody no good.
That no good man, Kipling Flynn
That bad man! That bad man!
Mr. Flynn?
My lady. - Don't get up.
The truth, Mr. Flynn
This ledger which Fletcher had me keep for the benefit of your husband.
There is however another!
Kept for the benefits of Mr Carney in which it is recorded all the unbranded
fat cattle, siphoned off across the river and into his heard.
And the boy - he is Fletcher´s son. Isn't he?
Well, as whith all thing of Fletcher is impossible to prove anything
Well - if Carney´s good Christian wife ever comes to the same conclusion as your self
Fletcher´s chances of marrying their daughter would be dashed.
I am going to be authorities and I will be telling them...
Carney is the authority here Are you suggesting that I let him steal my cattle and
buy my property for fraction of what it is worth?
I'm suggesting you continue do what your husband set out to.
Drove...
Drove the cattle to Darwin
Would you mind?
I need a drink. - My lady.
Drove the cattle to Darwin
Sell them to the army, you´ll break Carneys monopoly
you use the profits to get Faraway Downs back on its feet
You go back to London.
And you´ll be sitting pretty for the rest of your life.
That´s what Maitland was doing. - And there´s no reason why you can´t do the same
There is just one small problem, having dismissed Fletcher - there´s no-one to muster the cattle
Drover!
Yeah, Drover!
Mr. Drover!
Hey Drover, you gonna kick me out the foot step for it
Mr. Drover, I need to speak to you.
Wheré´s all the bloody stockmen ey?
That what I need to speak with you about.
Where's Fletcher!
We disagreed and I dismissed him.
Dismissed? - Yes.
What about the cattle?
As he was leaving he deliberately let the cows out to be a – I don´t know - whatever you call it
and ran off!
Damn! Do you realize woman - what you have done.
You don't take that tone with me, thank you very much!
Not take the tone with you, huh? - No
I ask you one more day and now what you done
I won´t get another drove cause it´s late in the season you´ve cost me my living
Can't you just round them up?
Just go and get them!"
Just fifteen hundred head of cattle
Scattered out over a million acres, just me and my two men
That's a great idea. Stupid Cow!
Mr Drover, I was right to dismiss Mr. Fletcher on moral grounds
Moral grounds, you´re at that again, are you, oh let me guess
He wanted to exploit you did he?
Fancy you - did he?
Is there any man in this world who doesn't fancy you??
Mr. Fletcher is working for Mr Carney they were pushing the best of young branded cattle...
..across the river onto Mr. Carneys property.
They were stealing.
There´s no surprises there.
No, he is a bad man!
Allright, allright!
Look, you can't prove it! Right... - Well...
You can´t win against Carneys´ - so...
So just take my advice lady, grab King Carneys offering go the hell call back to England as quickly as possible
that way you make everybody happy!
Especially me.
So you just going to walk away? - I learnt a long time ago - not to
fight other peoples´ wars. - Wait! Wait! Wait!
Mr. Drover, wait! Please, please! Mr. Drover, please!
Please wait!
Please, I... is that you said that you dreams was to bread a thoroughbred
with a bush brumbie...
If you agree to help me, I will give you my Capricornia...
How we gonna do a drove, with me and just two man, huh?
Crap.
What was a drove with Fletcher?
Bandy was a drovers boy a long time ago.
Some odd stockman would like to have an aboriginal woman on the drove to keep him company at night
The shave their heads make them look like boys... and work like any other stockman during the day.
That a what you call it?
Exploiting them - Exploiting?
Anyway, we still in trouble.
We have got to have seven good riders at least and the most I can count - is five!
What have got: Me, you, Magarri. - Yeah, My lady...
We´ve got Daisy - nice ride.
And Bandy - good work!
Mr. Sing-Song
Hey, don't look at me ah.
Cooks wagon is our best. We´ve got five - it´s not enough!
We need to more experienced riders.
I did that run once...
Back in 1935, Magarri, Dingo and Jones
Drongo Brothers. True nights at the outback!
Mr. Flynn! Can you ride? - I can!
I won´t carry a drunk.
All right, everybody, go!
I drove the cheeky bulls down to big bloody metal ship!
All right, Five and a quarter!
6 and a quarter. - What?
Well - this isn´t Trotting and kins in the gardens
Mr. Drover, I could show you a thing or two about the horses.
Pretty sure when it comes to horses there is nothing you can show me
Bring the horse!
You can't be serious? - Bring the horse!
This should be interesting!
Move along! Move along!
Move along!
Move it, Move it, you´re going the wrong way!
Easy!
Come on!
Hey... what bloody are you doing? You´re scattering them all over the place Get up the back, I have to tight.
Get up there! Go...
Don´t let them break away!
There you go! Go on!
We´re trying to get cows up there.
I´ve got it!
I think we´re doing pretty well..
Are you crazy?
Take all this stuff where you think you going! Shanghai?
A Lady never knows what she might need.
Run! Nullah! Run!
Coppers - coppers!
Go on boys!
Move move!
hurry up!
Daisy is in the tank.
Shh...
Bandy - Bring the tea.
Where´s the Creamy?
Nullah!
Lady Ashley, Sergeant Callahan of the Northern Territory police
Catch that...
I can´t begin to tell you Lady Ashley how the tragedy which refers to your late husband...
has rung sympathy from the hearts of every civilised man and woman in the Territory.
Let me assure you, Lady Ashley?
The suspect King George will be brought to justice.
But surely a witchdoctor could conceal his tracks...
Makes no difference, so it´s only a matter of time.
Oh incidentally I met up with your former manager Neil Fletcher.
He informed me that there´s a half-blood aboriginal child out here somewhere.
I thought that we might pick him up and put him in the good hands of the church.
I will be sure to look out for him.
Till we meet again Lady Ashley
Let's go!
They´re in the tank!
Drover! Get up there!
Quickly!
Mama!
Daisy! Daisy!
Daisy!
I'm... I’m not... - What?
Good with the children.
Nullah?
I wanted to extend my condoleances.
Go away.
Would you...
Would you like to hear a story? - What story?
Ah well, is a... it’s called...
It’s called the Wizard or Oz...
What´s a wizard?
...sort of a magic man.
Mama say a Gulliper...
I Wizard man. - Really?
A wizard man!
We can't say mom name no more.
No...
Ah, anyway there is a girl and there is a dog.
...no, in the films it is a twister! - Who's Twister.
No... Twister not a person, it is like a storm. - Like the wet?
Like a wet...
Anyway the story takes place in a...
In a far away land, called Oz
This good story. Got song? - Yes, yes... a lots of songs!
I like song.
You sing them me - I learn them song.
No -
So...
...sing a little. - Good
# some where over, the at the rainbow. - Rainbow is pretty
You funny singer but good song.
Keep going, come on!
# someday I wish upon a...
Come on! Sing more
#as a far behind dreams really do...
# come true!
Mrs. Boss, we gotta get those no good chekey bulls into big bloody metall ship
That's right. - That´s what bringing songs tell us Mrs. Boss
To get those no good big bloody bulls into that metal ship
I'm sorry, I thought he could, I thought he could do it!
Yeah well, people don´t change, Mrs. Ashley
Twister! Twister!
Who does that come dire than Kipling Flynn my Lady!
Well done!
Well done! Kipling!
Kipling!
Yeah!
Welcome! Welcome!
Well, Mr. Drover, I believe we have the appropriate number!
Appropriate number - uh? - Yes.
Listen up. I'm just gonna say this once!
I run the shots!
Everybody does exactly as he´s told.
Understood? - Understood.
And at your experience or age you put in your weight -Yes boss.
And above all - the drovers law:
No grog!
There is a rush the from a cattle stampede into orgy!
Not much good in dancing and prancing about in your show time
One thing cattle fear more than a man on a horse - that is one man standing on his own two feet
staring him right between the eyes
Now - you sure your mob is still up for it?
You can count on us!
Christ...
Well, we are where we are...
We´re gonna get to Darwin before the ship sails
So we start cracking down the rips, and driving them cheekey bulls all the way of cross the land...
to that place they calling Darwin
Come on!
Hold!
Get up!
The war rages on in Europe, the Japanese are on the mass...
There are reports of an alliance between Germany, Italy and Japan...
which threatens to expand world war 2 - to the shores of Australia
This is the war of the air, but on the ground, the war office will announce
who has won the army´s contract to supply good Aussie beef..
A couple of days won´t make any difference captain....
We might just as well sign the contract now, ey?
I wouldn´t be too sure of that, Mr Carney!
Air force chaps just spotted a big mob of cattle fifteenhundred head crossing the Marmont River.
Marmont River - that´s Faraway Downs
Are you running cattle out of Faraway Downs Mr Fletcher?
No, no, I don't work there anymore.
Well, I suppose Lady Ashley´s droving the cattle herself
Someone must be helping her.
That´s right Neil
Someone must be helping her
When Mrs. Boss first come to this land she look but she not see.
Now, she got her eyes open for the first time
Some places have got spirits white fellows don't know.
Some places - no good to go!
You seeing them cattle tonight?
No ah, not me!
I'm the orchestra.
That´s why I always carry this, the famous jail but in sun boomerang harmonica
Can you play that rainbow song?
Well, all got the latest one hundred songs that they played here
I like that rainbow song, It´s all about the dreaming.
Gullabar not teach me that yet. - Who's Gullabar?
He's my grandfather! King George!
King George is your grandfather?
He´ll teach me sing a fish song.
He teach me sing down fear!
Fear evil spirit! Wild beast!
Gullabar teach me plenty songs!
Gullabar teach me that day down at the billabong
Mr. Drover, what is that chanting.
Well it´s Magarri singing to the cattle, this keeps them calm at night
They do it in shifts so those boy can finish up in a couple hours - so
Bandy, you show Mrs. Boss how it´s done.
Singsong you and me gonna serenade them to three.
And the safest chip is Prudon, so that's the boys´ soprano and his orchestra
All right, you on till the sun comes up!
Yes, boss!
All right, everybody gets to shut light
Mr. Drover, I really don't think it appropriate to work a child at Nullahs age like that
Now - I am more than willing to take his shift
But Mrs. Boss - I´m plenty old enough!
No, I'm talking now. Mm ... manners!
Uh-uh - Steady on now! I´m talking!
Look, just relax will you? Boy´s gotta pull his weight like everyone else
When I was his age I was manning outstations
Not everybody is you Mr Drover. - That's right. Not everyone is me
I'm the boss
You´re on the 3 o'clock shift - right? - Yes, boss, night boss
Relax lady, he´ll be fine. - Good night, Mrs. Boss
Good night.
Night Singsong. - You on the twelve o'clock
I suggest you get some sleep.
Good night Flynn.
Lord Ashley was killed by a glass tipped spear
Are you sure?
You and me - a secret.
Rush! Rush!
They´re heading towards the cliff face!
As for speed. Where's Nullah?
Come on. Get on the horse. He's probably gone.
Come on. Split up.
Circle the heard before they go off the edge.
Get the hell out of here!
Head them up.
Come on. Split!
Good boy! Come on! Pull them around. Pull them around.
Nullah! Wait for me at the edge!
Nullah! Look at my back! They're running!
Hey! Hey!
Get on there!
Come on!
Nullah! No!
Nullah! - Nullah!
It's all right. You're safe.
I've got you. You're safe. You're safe with me.
You are brave, my grandson.
How's the little fellow?
He's fine. He's fine.
Yeah? - Yeah.
I´ll not be able to complete the next passage
Maybe I get you some water - huh?
Water - last thing I wanted
It's them that I would spend my life.
Under the leather, a bottle of Port.
I'm sorry, Drover. Just in case.
Of course, mate. Of course.
It´s all a share of crap.
It would be terrible to shame to waste it. But-
The spear - The Lady - tell her I was sorry It was I am sorry
I was a coward.
We lost the sweater his swag and tins of beef and this-
I can't believe I was so insisted on bring him into this.
This silly things.
It was Fletcher who did this, wasn't it?
The last thing Flint told me before he died was-
that your husband was killed by-
by a glass tipped spear.
Like the ornamental ones in the homestead.
Glass tip is Kimberley spear.
Like King George's from Arnhem.
Fletcher was trying to make it look like King George.
Fletcher. - Can´t be proved. I'm sorry.
We can't let them win.
We won't.
The first one walking off.
Maybe that little creamy ass got the black fellow magic-
Shut up, Bull.
They need more than magic to get them to Darwin.
You're gonna need help right down here, all right?
Yes boss.
Never thought I'd see you this day.
We gonna break the Drover's law.
I've threaten the old enough too.
Yes you are, mate and that's why you-
are gonna keep an eye on the rest of us -all right!
All right - everyone.
Come on John. Here. - Let´s be upstanding.
To the memory of the gentleman.
To the gentleman. - To Flynn!
I'd say one more before dinner.
Let's dance.
No. - Come on.
No. - Come on. Please.
No. I don't know how. - It's easy. I'll show you.
You put your hands on my shoulders.
And you step back. No, no, no...
Stop.
You dont´drink much - do you?
Give it a go..
Now you do wrong side business?
No mate. We´re just having a dance here.
Ceremonial dance?
Yes. It's called the Foxtrot.
Fox dance?
You gonna teach me that dance?
You're a little too young for it, mate.
Nullah! Get down from that tree now.
They´ve got bad spirits up there.
You're in big trouble.
Have you ever fallen into the wrong side business?
Yeah.
How?
Yeah. I was married one.
Really?
To a lovely girl.
That was before I went off to war.
And what happened?
I marched off to mother England and by the time I came back, she was sick.
With TB.
But back then the hospital wouldn't treat... blacks.
Oh really. I see.
Do you have children? - Nah.
Well, that's a shame.
I think you would have made a great father.
You? - No.
I can't.
That's too bad.
You'd made a great mother.
Well good night.
Good night. - Yeah.
Water no good, boss.
Might be the Carney boys had already been here.
Bastard! There has to be water some other place.
Next fore is 5 days. - There have to be water.
You can be sure Fletcher will have been there as well.
Hey boss.
There's water.
3 days ride away.
We´d have to cross the Kuraman
Kuraman - that´s Never-Neverland!
We can't.
We've gotta to try.
No one would drove the Never Never.
There´s not even a guide here. You don't know where you are.
Now if you get caught out there,
you're gonna lose more than your cattle.
I'm sorry.
Boss. Look!
Grandfather, we need to find the water across the Never Never...
I will sing you.
I will sing you to the place where the five rivers meet.
Here listen. He gonna sing for us.
You might work with him.
Sing?
He can find his way anywhere.
The ancestors created songs for everything.
For every rock, and tree and they´re all linked, so...
Gallibur, a magic man sings him an order to sing us to water.
Even across the Never Never.
And we went on for 3 days.
Everday drier. Hotter. Harder
All that dead land.
Then come that big dust.
The cattle stopped moving. My guide would stop.
We all stopped moving.
Dead? All of them. That's what he said. The pilot swooped down to get closer look
Dead as door-posts they were
It´s a real tragedy
How terrible!
And on the eve of the ball - too!
But, but what were they doing in the Kuraman?
Nothing personal, captain.
I got a business to run.
And you got an army to feed.
So let's not muck about.
I suppose it´s not a real war
unless someone is making a profit
You got them ready to load - Neil?
Yeah - we´re right to go.
Cause I got a feeling the captain is gonna put pen to paper
Hello little sweetie
What the bloody hell is that?
Gentlemen
I´m Sarah Ashley
I run Faraway Downs
We´re making delivery of 1500 head of prime hefty branded cattle
We will require a holding yard
We´re full!
Says who?
The owner!
You must be Mr Carney
Too right love!
Lady Ashley - Army Dutton
I´m the officer in charge of live stock purchases
We will accept 20 percent less
than what the Carney Cattle Company is asking.
No can do - love!
You´re late the contact is signed
But this contract
is not binding
until the cattle are loaded
Load the bloody cattle now
We´ve got to put the cattle on the ship before Carney
Get off your backsides
You drive them straight down to the wharf
I´ll try and keep Carneys cattle on the yard
Load the bloody cattle NOW!
Drover
Load!
What are you guys waiting for?
Run for the bloody gate
Close that
You missed the boat - son
Put them straight down to the wharf
There are cattle being driven down the wharf
My husband must have a problem with the loading