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Children are being taken.

You're accusing the Church,
the police

and the Australian government.

Ladies, you know better than this.

No, no, no, no, no.
Where's the door?

A man called Harry Brewis.

We were only together a few times.

Benny Bates,
I could use a man like you.

Finders keepers.
See it as God's gift.

Who the hell are you, and what
are you doing in my house?

Help!

Stand back, everybody!
Make some room.

Get back.
Tell everyone to get back!

Julie...

All right.
On one, two, three...

Get back! Stay back!

Move!

Christine.

They're taking her
to the hospital.

It's gonna be all right.

Hello. I'm looking for
Julie Bailey.

She was brought in
about half an hour back.

Her mum's Christine.

Are you the father?

Uh...

Yes. Yes, I am.

Follow me.

Thank you.

Oh...

Terry.

Hey.

How is she?

She's breathing.

They're saying she's
responding,

but the next hour or two
are crucial.

They're saying
it was carbon monoxide.

I told you, Terry,
those houses are unsafe.

I mean, we could have died.

I'm so sorry.

Benny Bates is responsible for this.

And it isn't the first time
this has happened.

Australia!
A great place for families.

Australia is an exciting new land.

A country in the modern world.

Create a real home for your family.

A good place to grow.

There's a bright future.

Come over to the sunny side.

The cost of the journey halfway
round the world is £10.

- Look for a new start.
- On your way to Australia.

You all right, love?

How can I go to work,
spring in me step,

knowing his properties could
kill someone?

Could you not have a word with him?

Maybe you could check
all his houses.

You know what he'll say.

How much is that going to cost?

Will she be OK? The girl?

Yeah, I think so.

It keeps going through
my head -

what if I hadn't gone?

They could still be
laying there now, stone dead.

Yes, but you did go.

And you saved them, didn't you?

Come here.

That's cos he's brave
and strong.

Had to be, though, didn't you,
Dad?

To go and fight the Germans.

I suppose so.

Yeah, went to fight
for our freedom.

Mine and Peter's future.

And Mary's.

Hey!

Hello.

Oh, I'm sorry to turn up
out of the blue.

Does Mr Matthews want
to go ahead with the story?

No.

He's not a man
prone to changing his mind.

Oh.

But it's a good story,
and someone will print it.

You're thinking I'm
just the assistant, right?

Well, I'm not.

I'm a journalist.

I just need to prove it to people.

Kate, I know what the story
needs to get published.

Multiple voices.

Maybe a whistle-blower
from inside the Church?

Yeah, but how will you find that?

Oh, I do research all the time
for the magazine.

I can get names, locations,

other mothers
in the same situation.

I can be a tenacious bugger
when I want to be.

I don't know, Lynne.

I know I don't have the same weight
of the Sydney Enquirer,

but if you trust me with your
story,

I promise you I'll do
whatever I can to get it heard.

Feels like he's going through
my underwear drawer.

It wouldn't be
the first stranger to do so.

What was that?

That little flirtatious nod
he just gave you.

Good news, ladies,
we're in the black.

See what I told you?

Annie could sell a prostitute
to a priest.

Isn't it ice to an Eskimo?

Not in Sydney.

Well, I'm pleased. We don't
want a failing business, do we?

Oh, and here comes
the famous Donald "but".

But I've got some good news.

Freda and I are expecting
another child.

We're wanting a bigger place,

so we've decided to move
to Tasmania.

You get much more bang
for your buck down there.

House on the ocean.

It really is the best time to sell.

I'm not selling.

I thought you'd say that,
so why don't you buy my share?

Well, let me think.

Yes, that's right,

because I can't afford it.

You two could club together.

Oh, come on, I can't afford it.

Look, I'm sorry, but I have
no other option.

Well...

Just leave us in charge
and take the profits.

Oh, it really is time to move on.

And if you two can't find a way
to sort it, then I will.

Fine.

We will look into it.

Say hello to your... paper doll
wife for me.

I hope her ankles get even fatter.

Yeah, I think that means
you should go.

Are you OK?

I'm gonna throw a party this
weekend...

...to celebrate the fact
that I shall never have to look

at his stupid, smug face
ever again.

I'd love you to come.

And Pattie. Might cheer her up.

I might need cheering up myself.

Things aren't good at home.

Pattie's being strange.

Terry's got work problems.

Do you need some time off?

No. No, I do not.

I need this place
more than ever.

Hey, listen, I've had this
idea,

and it might be a long shot,
but do you remember

that women's group
I was invited to join?

- The Chianti crowd.
- That's the one.

Well, one of the girls, Isabel,
she works for this investment firm.

What if... what if I rang her

and get her to get us a meeting
with her employers?

Do you think she could arrange that?

Yeah.

I think when you've been locked
in a pub cellar with someone,

you have a very special bond.

Terry.

- Benny.
- Hey.

- How is she?
- Much better, thank the Lord.

I was just saying to Christine.

I went to the church and prayed
as soon as I heard.

I'm not normally a praying man,
but thankfully he listened.

Well done to you, then, is it?

No, not at all, but I was just
saying to Christine

this is a terrible accident,
and I'll make sure as hell

that it never happens
in one of my properties again.

If anything happened to these two,
I couldn't live with myself.

So where will we live?

It'll be sorted by the end
of the day, trust me.

You'll be back home soon.

Right, well,
it's time I was gone.

You look after your sister now.

No roughhouse
until she's better. All right?

Can I talk to you for a second?

Goodbye, Christine.

They owe their lives to you,
Terry,

and I owe you big time.

So...

Here, take it.

- No,
- Take it.

Put it towards that house
you're after.

We couldn't have foreseen this,
Terry.

Those stoves.

Those heaters.

Most of them last for ever.

They're workhorses.

The houses are dangerous,
Benny.

They need repairs top to bottom.

And we'll do them,
starting with hers.

Now, you go there today and you
fix that place good, right?

But tomorrow, I need you
with me out west.

I've got a new project,

so I'll pick you up
just after breakfast.

And don't worry.
Everything is gonna be golden.

We aren't going back there.

I'm gonna personally
make sure...

We nearly died in that hellhole.

We're not going back there.

He only came here to see if we
were a problem to him.

Last year,

this old woman, Mrs Yargelis,

she died
in one of his properties.

I went to her funeral, and her son
said there was something fishy

about the way she died,
but it all got brushed away.

I'm not going back there, Terry.

I don't trust him.

Coming along.

What would happen to you
if someone caught us here?

Well, if people on the mission
found out,

I'd be accused of betraying
my people

to be with a white woman.

Not be... like that.

I'd lose my leadership standing.

Lose my privileges.

- Like what?
- Work permit.

Ease of movement.

I mean, we shouldn't have all
these restrictions, of course.

That's your secret meetings.

This is a white country now,
Ron.

They won't want you rising up,

making a noise.

They only think it's a white country
because they think it's theirs.

JJ.

Oh, here he is.

The pommy John Wayne.

Hey, women love a life-saver, mate.

It's a shame you're married,
because I reckon

you could have your pick of
the hostel hotties after this.

Listen, I need to ask
a big favor.

Oh, for a hero, anything.

I need a hut.

Anything but that.

Mate, the family are safe.
They've nowhere else to go.

Yeah, and I'm sympathetic,

but this is a migrant hostel.

It's just for a few days.

Till we sort something else.

She's gonna be sleeping

on the streets with the kids, otherwise.

OK, look...

A, we don't tell my mother.

Right?

B, the only hut that's free

is the one where we store
all the broken crap.

You help me clear it out,
they can stay there...

...short term.

Deal?

Deal.

Huh.

♪ Hey, hey

♪ Hey

♪ Hey, hey

♪ Ho

♪ Hey, hey

♪ Hey

♪ I'm clapping and shouting
cos I feel so good today

♪ Well, I'm clapping
and shouting

♪ Cos I feel so good today

♪ Had a little lovin'
It made me feel this way. ♪

What are you doing?

Men's work.

Put some scrubs on
and you can help us.

Good luck getting him to pull
his finger out.

No, no, I want to.

Get it.

♪ I'm clapping and shouting
cos I just can't make it stop

♪ Well, I'm glad that it's out

♪ Cos I just can't make it
stop... ♪

Well done. And here.

♪ Well, a double-jointed woman
can make you blow your top. ♪

Hey.

Look at you.

That's real man sweat.

Hey, you should go and talk to
that girl you like.

Women love sweaty men.

Women love sweaty men?

Oh! Stop it!

Masculinity.

I grabbed a few things
from your house.

Toothbrushes. A few clothes.

Where are we going?

You'll see.

♪ I ain't got a nickel

♪ I ain't worth a dime

♪ I'm clapping and shouting
cos I feel so fine

♪ I'm laughing and shouting
cos I feel so good today. ♪

Home sweet home for now.

There's so much space.

If you like it, thank this man.

Can we go inside?

Of course you can. Come in.

Your mum's going to really
appreciate the paint job.

This is so kind of you.
Thank you.

Terry.

What's going on?

Honey, this is Christine.

Christine, this is my wife
Annie.

Oh, I'm pleased to meet you.

And I'm really sorry
about what happened.

Thank you.

You have a kind husband,
you know that?

Excuse me.

She won't go home.

So I asked JJ if they could
stay here for a bit.

Right.

It's funny, isn't it?

We arrive here
and see a prison camp.

They turn up and see paradise.

Hmm.

They seem like a nice family.

Yeah, they are.

It must be hard for her, though,
bringing two kids up on her own.

Especially while they were living.

They're sweet kids.

It doesn't seem that long since
ours were that age, does it?

You could keep them happy
with a game of hopscotch

or a bag of liquorice allsorts.

Not like now.

It was kind of you
to help them, Terry.

Most people wouldn't have
done that.

Not for a family they
barely know.

Joe.

It's Bill and the girls.

What?

They can't know I'm here.

Just stay out of sight.

Billy Boy.

I know what you did.

I don't know how or when,
but I know it's you.

And trust me, you will pay.

And a good morning to you too, sir.

- Where is she?
- Where's who?

If I find out she's here,
I will call the police,

you know that, don't you?

You're no longer a resident
on this hostel,

which means you're trespassing.

You come back again,

I'll call the police myself.

OK?

You look like you need a beer.

It's eight in the morning.

Let's have some toast with it.

- Yes!
- Hey, love.

Hey.

You're a hero,
you know that?

Can't walk ten feet without someone
mentioning you.

One kid said you'd jump
through fire.

This hostel and its gossip, eh?

Imagine trying to keep a secret
in this place.

You'd be surprised.

Proud of you, you know.

How well you're doing with Mary.

Must be scary having to watch
your back all the time.

Yeah. It is.

You're not on your own.

I'd do anything to protect you both.

I'd die for this family.

But would you jump through fire?

Mmm...

What are you two laughing at?

- Um...
- Nothing.

Hey, um, sweetheart, why don't you
pop into town

and get yourself a new outfit
for... Marlene's party?

What is matter with that girl?

Why don't you think about this suit?
How do I look?

I need to give
a business-y impression.

Yeah. Nice.

Morning!

- Morning.
- Hello.

- The lovely Annie.
- Hello again.

Who is the little lady?

Uh, that's the granddaughter, Mary.

Granddaughter?

Did the father come out with you?

No. Um, he stayed at home.

Right, right.

Well, his loss.
Come on, let's go.

It's a bit of a way, Annie.
So if it gets a bit late,

there could be a stay over
somewhere,

so I hope he's bringing
his wallet.

- Bye, love.
- Bye.

All right?

What the hell is she doing here?

- It's just short term.
- Hmm?

So how did she escape
the psychiatric unit?

That's what I'm trying to find out,

although the woman clearly isn't
interested in her family,

so I'm not quite sure
why I'm bothering.

You know, my da was coming over,
but he didn't want to.

Him and Ma, they weren't happy.

People cling to their marriage...

...when, in truth, they'd both
be happier apart.

Divorce is looked upon as a failure.

Yeah, well,
that's other people, innit?

Do what makes you happy.
That's my motto.

It's what I'm gonna live by.

- That's a good motto.
- It is.

Do you have a motto?

No, I'm not sure that I do, actually.

I've always found I can get
what I want

if I want it badly enough.

That's quite impressive.

It is.

It's a skill.

I really bet you can.

Just have to go to the bathroom.

So, come on, then, man to man,
what's the deal with Christine?

She's scared to go back.

Well, she hasn't told me.

And her rent is still racking up.

You almost killed her.

Me? I wasn't there, mate.

You can't seriously
pursue her for money

after what happened.

Let me tell you a story.

My first ever job
was at the steelworks

just outside of Melbourne.

It was run by this cranky
old bugger called the Clock.

Why was he called the Clock?

Because he had one hand
smaller than the other.

He worked us to the bone.

We were just out of school,
but he ran us ragged.

And then one day, a pallet fell
off the truck,

crushing one of the young guys.

First time I ever saw a dead body.

The Clock was furious.

Ran around blaming everyone
when it was totally on him.

So I went to the higher-ups,
and they fired me on the spot.

Now, I realised then they didn't care
about anyone else.

It's money over people.
But I'm not like that.

I care about my tenants.

But the fact is,
not all of them are good people.

They cheat, they lie,

they tell me sob stories
and then they piss away my rent.

- Christine's not like that.
- No, No, I know. Of course not.

People like her are the reason
I do what I do.

I built my business so that people
like the Clock weren't in charge.

I want to see you succeed, Terry.

I've been in your position.

And, look, I think if you understand
my methods, you will prosper.

Maybe even make it on your own
one day.

- Annie.
- Hello.

- How lovely to see you again.
- And you!

This is my colleague,
Marlene Chase.

So nice of you to set this up for us,
Isabel.

Well, I did have to change his diary
around a bit,

but I think they can see
there's money to be made.

Well, we really appreciate
the opportunity, so thank you.

- Come through.
- Thank you.

Sir, this is Mrs Roberts
and Miss Chase.

Afternoon, ladies.

- Hello.
- Please have a seat.

- Thank you.
- Just you two?

- Yes.
- Thank you.

I'm Annie.
Lovely to meet you all.

- And you go by...?
- Marlene.

Marlene. Fantastic.

So, what can we do for you ladies?

Well, for many years now, Marlene
has been running

a very successful department store
in Corburn.

- As recently seen on television.
- Yeah.

Um, the, uh, the business
is an all-purpose, one-stop shop

for clothing, electrical, appliances.

- You name it. We've got it.
- Lingerie?

Absolutely.

So, what is it you are asking for?

What can we do to help?

We know that you invest
in businesses, and we're looking

for a partner
to take our company forward.

- To partner with who?
- Me.

- You?
- Yes.

Just you.

Well, I originally owned it
with my husband, now ex-husband,

and he wants to sell his 49%.

Why does he want out?

- He's moving away.
- I see.

Annie, Marlene,
you are clearly very bright

and very able women.

I can see you have your business
plan on your notepad there...

...but I have to tell you, before
we can offer you an investment,

we require an experienced leader
at the helm.

Well, you've got one. Marlene.

Does she have a business degree?

Accounting qualifications?

No, I don't have those things.

But I do have fabulous legs,

as you noticed when I arrived
in the room.

We clearly look too good
for business, Annie,

and these three walking gouts just
want a carbon copy of themselves.

Let's go.

Hmm!

Knock-knock.

Kate! What are you...?

I thought I'd surprise you
with some lunch.

Yeah, I've got 20 minutes.

Let me just quickly wash up.

OK.

The Not Christmas
Christmas Party.

Christmas is our busiest time
of year,

so we never get to have a party.

There are too many shifts.
The logistics are terrible.

So a few months later,
they have the Not Christmas Party.

Free bar, some silly games
that we have to participate in.

- Sounds fun.
- Yeah, it is.

I usually take some mistletoe.

- Try and get a few free kisses.
- Ohh!

Robbie, I need to tell you something.

There's a journalist...

...who's interested
in Michael's story.

Not just Michael's, but all
the children who are brought here.

- Kate...
- I know what you said.

But if you could just give me a name,

someone from the charity
who collects the children.

Kate, no, I can't.

I can't do any more.

Look, I just can't.

I understand.

Hey, when was the last time
you let your hair down?

You should come with me... to
the Not Christmas Christmas Party.

You want me to come
to your works do with you?

I'll have you know

we put the "fun" back in fundamental
immigration procedure.

Oh, my God!

What do you think? You like 'em?

Bought 'em a couple of years back.

Got some top-secret information -

there was a mine opening
a mile down the road.

Who told you that?

Oh, it was, uh, a friend
of a friend,

but, uh, got me in first, so...
Come and have a look.

Ah...

Yeah, a lick of paint.
Bit of a tidy-up.

I'll be able to rent this out
to the new miners.

They'll have plenty of money
in their pockets.

They'll need a bed to bring
their skirt home to.

What was that?

Hello?

Ooh!

Stanley, what are you
still doing here?

- I can't find anywhere else.
- That's because you haven't tried.

This is what I'm talking about.
Would you put the knife down?

What are you going to do,
butter us to death?

I'm not leaving.

This is my home.

He's had three months
since I took ownership.

Everyone else had the same,
and they're gone.

I'm an old man.

Heartstrings. It's a technique.

Throw him out!

Hey, wait, wait, wait.

Did you know this was going
to happen?

He's been stringing this out.
Dragging his feet.

-I can hear you.
- Good!

He's taking liberties
and costing me money. Throw him out!

Stanley is it?

Oh! Don't come nice-voicing me.

I'd rather you kicked me
in the balls.

You're just his monkey.

No-one wants this to get
unpleasant.

- That a threat?
- No.

But you heard him.

You have to leave.

You're happy with this life,
are you?

Earning a living this way.

Please, pal. Is there nowhere
you can go?

Friends? Family?

Yeah. Yeah.

I got a five-star hotel.

I'm just living here
for the glamorous surrounds.

Stanley, it's not safe staying here.

Believe me, you're better off
finding somewhere else.

That used to be me.
I had a family.

I worked hard all my life,

and this is what I ended up as.

The government aren't giving us
any jobs.

They won't give us our land back.

They won't give us any housing.

Us fellas shouldn't have to hide
in the dark of the night.

- This is our land.
- That's right.

I say we stand on the streets
and fight for justice.

- Justice for us mob.
- Yes!

That's right.

Yes.

♪ Well, I've led an evil life
So they say

♪ But I'll hid from the Devil
on Judgment Day

♪ Move, hot-rod, move man

♪ Move, hot-rod, move man

♪ Move hot-rod, move me
on down the line, oh yeah... ♪

What happened with Christine,
the carbon monoxide,

has anything like that happened
before?

Oh, no, no. Certainly not.

And I can assure you
it will never happen again.

Don't be an idiot.
Turn it back on.

You got a problem, Terry?

Yeah. You're lying.

Lying? That's a bold statement
to make to your employer.

All I ask is the truth.
If we're going to work together,

has anything like this happened
before?

- I've told you.
- You're lying.

You call me a liar again,
I'll throw you out of this car.

You want to paint me as a bad guy?

I put money in your hand
and all I ask for is loyalty.

- And I've given you that.
- Have you?

Or are we being loyal to our friend
Christine?

Has anything like this
happened before?

No.

- Why are you lying?
- Out!

- Benny...
- Come on.

All right!

- Out!
- All right. Get off!

Don't you ever call me a liar.

Benny!

Benny, what you doing?

Benny, what are you doing?
You can't leave me here!

Benny, open the door!
You can't leave me here!

Benny!

♪ It looks a lot like Christmas
to me

♪ Though I can see where you
might disagree

♪ For we're miles away from where

♪ In some festive thoroughfare

♪ There are seasonal delights

♪ And lots of pretty
coloured lights

♪ But it looks a lot like Christmas
from here. ♪

So, how did you guys meet?

Well, he ran me over
with his bicycle,

- and we hit it off from there.
- I don't think that's what they mean

when they say sweep a lady
off their feet, then, Robbie.

Yeah, you're probably right.

Ho-ho-ho-ho!

Settle down, boys and girls,

and welcome, everyone, to
the Not Christmas Christmas Party.

We're going to have a blast.

But I want everyone to participate.

- Yeah!
- That's the spirit, Robbie.

Right, tonight's game is -
wait for it -

Do You Trust Your Wife?

Ooh!

The winning couple will win
an all-expenses paid trip

to the Gold Coast.

So let's eat, drink and be merry.

- Robert Menzies.
- Oh, no.

I'm afraid you're one out.
The answer was Arthur Fadden.

Unlucky.

Well, there's always next year.
Now, get out of here.

- Well done.
- Our next contestants

- are Robbie and Kate.
- Oh...

I couldn't resist.
I put your names down.

- Oh...
- No, no, no, no, no.

- Come on, you two. Come on.
- Oh, come on.

You gotta get up there.
Come on.

Oh, Robbie, how much did you pay
this woman to come here this evening?

I paid him.

Hear that voice,
ladies and gentlemen? A pom!

Well, is it any wonder
you're working in immigration?

Well, let's see if you two lovebirds
can take home this lucky trip.

- Are you ready?
- Ready?

Right, Robbie,
your topic is Hollywood.

Now, would you like to answer,

or do you trust your paid-for wife?

I trust my... I choose Kate.

All right, here we go.

Now finish this quote, Kate.

"Of all the gin joints
in all the towns in all the world..."

She walks into mine.

Correct.

All right. Who plays the lead
in Hitchcock's Rope?

- Oh... Uh... Oh. Um...
- Come on.

Uh, James... James Stewart.

- James Stewart.
- Correct.

Yes. Ha-ha-ha!

All right.

In The Lady And The Tramp,

what kind of dog is Lady?

Hey, you're trying to cheat.

Me? No.

Watch him.

Um...

Uh... Cocker spaniel?

Correct.

You were amazing earlier. I thought
you were going to win that trip.

- Runners-up - not bad.
- No.

I mean, that couple knew
everything about everything.

They knew everything!

- Everything.
- All right, you lot.

- Oh, Jack, are you all right?
- Yes.

- I'm fine.
- You OK?

- I'm all right.
- Yeah?

I'm all right.

Do you need a hand getting home,
Jack?

I'm fine. It's you lot
I'm worried about, actually.

We've got a ship full
of jammy-faced little ankle-biters

coming tomorrow morning, and I need
you all to be there bright and early.

Yes, Captain. Let's get you home.
Yep?

Come on. Help you up.

And on that note,
I bid you farewell...

Au revoir. Adios.

Good luck.

Bye-bye, Jack.

- Is he always like that?
- He's always like that, yeah.

- I kind of wish I saw you...
- I'm going to the ladies.

Hello.

I'm just getting some air.

Ah, the pom.

What did you mean
when you said, uh...

...a ship full of ankle-biters?

Mm. Children from Britain.

- Ah.
- They take a lot of processing.

- So...
- Yeah.

- From an orphanage?
- Yes.

Where do they get sent to?

Mostly St Andrew's,
but it could be other places.

Gosh.

Who picks them up?

It's all very hush-hush.

Right.

And the children from England
without their parents?

Yes. They are. But like I said,
I can't get into it.

Goodnight.

Bye.

Ohh!

Agh!

Help!

Help!

Can I go in?

I'm not waiting in the back
of that.

How is it that British queues
have followed us to Australia?

Are you OK?

Not really.

Terry hasn't come home
from a work trip.

I feel like I'm going mad.

He's moved the family that he saved
onto the hostel, and they're lovely,

but I just keep thinking,

wouldn't it serve me right if what
we had is not what he wants any more?

I'm sure that's not the case.

What's going on here?

You cannot have a line this long.

Do I have to come back there
and cook it myself?

Imagine having her as your boss.

OK.

Stop...

You OK, mate?

- Snake... Snake bite.
- Grab him.

Let's get him in the back.

Get in.

- All right?
- Yeah.

Please, can I have a seat?

Now, I've been helping to run
Wilson's lately,

and we want the store

to be more than just a small-town
department store.

- Mm-hm.
- But we need investment.

49% to be exact.

You're a successful woman,
and I thought

that you might be more open
to this opportunity

than the businessmen I approached.

Marlene Chase couldn't organise
a root in a brothel.

Well, she's a good manager,
and we're a team.

You seriously want me to invest?

Despite all our ups and downs?

Well, I think, as three women
with a shared goal,

we could make that business thrive.

You'd get a great return
on your money.

Well, word has it that bikini stunt
of yours ruffled a few feathers.

Not a lot of women had put
themselves out there like that.

Well, if no-one challenges
anything,

- nothing ever changes, does it?
- That's very true.

It's a good store, Wilson's.

It's been in town
for a very long time.

And you're right. It could grow.

But if I was to invest,
I'd want a controlling share.

The 49% that's on offer
and 2% from Marlene.

Why would she do that?
It wouldn't be hers any more.

No, it wouldn't.

But I wouldn't have her in charge.

Right.

Just don't close your eyes.
You have to stay awake.

What did it look like?

The snake.
What did it look like?

I don't know. Uh...

Black.

Black? You see its belly?

I don't know. I didn't see.

Come on, mate, it's important.

Uh...

It had a...

...a white... white mouth.

What?

You've been bit by white-lipped.
You'll be sick as a dog,

but you're not going to die, mate.

Come on, let's get you a drink.

We thought you'd been bitten
by a real snake.

Robbie.

- Jack.
- How's the head?

Ring your paid-for wife.

What?

Get your paid-for wife down here now.

What are you doing?

Um...

Trying to get better at... footy.

Why?

Why do you think?

No, no, it's... It's not that.

You can't pretend
to be someone you're not, Peter.

- You hate sport.
- Well, yeah, but...

She likes it.

Don't lie to her.

Be truthful.

All lies do is sit there and fester,

till one day they burst out
and cause a huge mess.

Huh!

- How did you do that?
- Good girl.

What the hell is this?

I honestly have no idea,
but he was furious.

How long have you two been together?

Uh, I wouldn't really say
we are together, Jack.

Why?

Hmm.

You're not engaged?

No.

Because it says on your
immigration file, Miss Thorne,

that you're engaged to be married
to Robert Carter.

So you're probably thinking,
"Why has this man that I barely know

"been nosing around in the system
to find out about me?"

Hmm? Well, it was prompted by
an enormous coincidence

that happened this morning.

- Coincidence?
- Yes. That's right. A coincidence.

I received a call from a lady
at the Sydney Enquirer,

and this journalist was asking
questions about orphaned boys

arriving at my port,

coincidence being
that your paid-for wife

was also asking about
orphan boys last evening

and got quite deep into where they go
and to whom.

I can explain.

Our journalist friend mentioned
a young boy

who arrived a year ago,
Michael Thorne.

So I had my assistant check.

And do you know what she discovered?

That the contents of a file
belonging to an orphan boy

with the same surname
as your paid-for wife went missing

from this very building.

So...

...do I fire you on the spot,

or do either of you have anything
approaching an explanation?

This has nothing to do with Robbie.

I lost my son to an orphanage,

and the journalist is trying
to do a story about the children

who were brought here.

I see.

So who stole the file?

Me.

And I'm very, very sorry.

And I promise you now, it ends here.

No-one comes into my immigration
centre and starts causing trouble.

These children, their lives
are better off here.

The majority of them were born
to whores and imbeciles,

and they're better off without them.

Get out of here!

Robbie, I'm really sorry.

This is my work!

Robbie!

Hey, pom, it was you, wasn't it?

- What?
- Stole beers from my hut.

Come on, admit it.

What? No, it wasn't me.

I saw you at the back of my hut,
necking them,

stumbling around like
the lightweight you are.

JJ, no...

If I see you sniffing around my hut
with your grubby little paws again...

...you'll be out.

Understood?

- Oh, you're in trouble.
- Hey, Peter.

Share the beers next time.

Food no good.

I miss my girls.

Bill doesn't even like being
a father.

It irritates him.

Do you reckon he even sees them?
I mean, he was barely here

when you guys were all living
together on this place.

Lord only knows. He spends
all our money on a big fancy house,

and for what?

The girls preferred it here.

At least they had friends.

How did he buy that house... so fast?

It must have been a fair few pounds.

Bonuses from work.

Hmm.

Plus the money he had already saved.

Mmm.

Bonuses?

Only I saw him once in the town

talking to Ivan Cartwright.

They were up to something
suspicious.

When was this?

Months back. Around the time
he was attacked at work.

They were pretending to look
into a shop window,

but they were clearly talking.

And then Ivan handed Bill a package.

Oh, my God.

Terry! My God, you look like death.

- What happened?
- Snake bite.

Snake bite?

I'm fine.

It's not going to kill me, apparently.

Let me get you cleaned up.

You were right about Benny.

He's out for himself.

Terry!

Oh, my days. What's happened?

Got bit by a snake.

Look after Mary, will ya?
Milk's by the cot.

- And where are you going?
- Marlene's party.

What?
I thought you were both going,

and Dad was watching Mary.

I don't know where Mum is.

Don't care.

Dad's still not back.

No! I can't feed her.

Why not?
It's easy. Bottle - mouth.

Thanks for coming.

You said you wanted to talk...
so let's talk.

I went to the magazine because
I thought it might help others.

How many times do I have to keep
trusting you

and have it thrown back in my face?

I didn't mean to do that.

I had a life before you, Kate.

And then you crashed into me.

I'm not going to pretend
I understand

how losing Michael must feel.
I can't even imagine,

but if you let this
keep eating away at you,

you're going to be blinded to
all the good that's in front of you.

I don't know what I'm doing, Robbie.

I want to move on,

but it keeps dragging me back.

And then I feel...

I feel like if I do move on...

...then... then somehow
I'm betraying him.

I'm so sorry.

You're going to ruin your life
if you can't let this go.

I'm sorry.

I don't want to hurt you any more,
Robbie.

You mean too much to me.

Hello. Is that David Robinson?

I'm sorry for calling so late.

I'd like to ask you some questions
about your adopted son, Michael.

Are you sure you're going
to be all right to go to sleep?

I don't want you to die on me,
you big daft bugger.

I'm sure I'll be fine.

Just shattered.

Love you.

I love you, too.

I'm really happy just to be home.

Realised I'm a lucky man.

Are you going to get some rest?

I'll see you in a minute.

Follow me.

Annie! You came.

You brought a baby?

I had no choice.

Pattie left her at home with Peter.
Is she here?

Uh, well, yes.

What kind of party is this, Marlene?

This is an exciting scene, Annie.

I don't want Pattie here.

She's having fun.

Might be good to let off
some steam, don't you think?

No, I don't. Here.

Hey! Get your bloody hands
off my daughter!

What's that? What is that?

- A cigarette?
- It's marijuana.

What do you think you're doing?

You told me to not be stuck
at home all the time.

That was not an invitation
to take drugs

and flirt with older men, sweetheart.

I wasn't flirting.

- I had one drag.
- Right, listen to me.

She is a young girl.

We're all the same age inside, lady.

Come on.

Mum!

You've got no ring on again,
and you left Mary at home.

- I left Mary with Peter.
- Peter is a child!

He doesn't understand
what could happen, does he?

She's waking.

Oh, and as for you...

...I spoke to Mrs Walker today
about investing.

Do you know what she said to me?

You are utterly irresponsible.

And I defended you.

You may be smart, Pattie Roberts,
but you make some dumb decisions.

Was sleeping with Harry Brewis
a smart decision?

I heard you telling Kate.

Yeah. When dad was... at war,
she had an affair.

Mrs Perfect.