All language subtitles for The.Man.From.Snowy.River.S02E11.The.Long.Arm.Of.The.Law.WEB-DL.DDP2.0.H.264-squalor

(calm music)

- It could be our
brand Mr.
Black wood.

- Keep watch.

- The old days are gone.

Justice will no longer
depend
upon who has the most
land,

the most men or the biggest
fists.

The police are not
here
to take away your
rights.

We are here to protect them.

- [Man] What's a matter
with the way it was
before?

- [Man] We don't
need
your sort around
here.

(applaudin g)

- Wether some of us like it
or not, law and order is
here,

and it's here to
stay
in Paterson's
Ridge

and the man who's
going to enforce
that

is Constable Edward Dengate.

(applaudin g)

- [Man] We don't
need
any troopers here.

- [Man] Go home!

(applaudin g)

Get out of town.

(chatter in g)

- I don't
understand,
this is good news,

why are they so resentful?

- Well the law means change.

Some of them
aren't
going to like
it.

He's got a tough job.

- One of the problems we're
having at present is
rustling.

Half a dozen cattlemen,
myself
included, have lost stock.

My statement's waiting
for
you in the police
station.

- Thank you, what about the
others?

- Frank Black wood over
there's lost some
horses.

- Excuse me Mr.
McGregor.

- Ah Commissioner Henry Dengate

perhaps you remember my son
Colin?

- Colin well how do you do?

- Nice to meet you.

- Welcome to
Paterson's
ridge Constable.

- Thank you.

I believe you've lost
some horses to
rustlers?

I'd like you to
give me a
statement.

- No need to
trouble
yourself
Constable.

We solve out own
problems at Bell
Morrow.

- Hey Ruth.

- Constable, Ruth
Whitney of the
Chronicle.

- Pleased to meet you Ms.
Whitney.

- Nice to meet you too.

What are your first
impressions
of Paterson's Ridge?

- I'm sure it's a fine town.

Like Mr. McGregor
said
I'm here to do my
duty.

- Rob,

can you get the horses?

Commissioner and
Constable
are coming over for
lunch.

- Do you think you could answer

some further
questions
for me some other
time?

- Sure.

(calm music)

(dramatic music)

- He's not just any police
officer

he's the Commissioner's son.

Law on the last frontier.

- Mrs. O'Neil I
am
right in
assuming

that we agree
that
the
responsibility

for anything printed
in
this newspaper is
mine?

Despite the fact
that
you happen to own
it.

- I said that I
wouldn't
interfere Mr. Gleeson

yes that is correct.

But Ruth wrote a
fine
article last week

which I'm sure you read.

- But that is not the point.

- Mr. Gleeson a personal
profile on Constable
Dengate

would make a fine story.

- Personal profile?

I'll give you two
inches on page
three.

- But if that's
not
news than what
is?

- One article does not make
anyone

a fully fledged
correspondent Ms.
Whitney.

There is such a
thing
as learning the
ropes,

earning your stipes.

- Making the tea.

- Now Mr. Gleeson
wasn't
suggesting that Ruth

were you Mr.
Gleeson?

- You must walk before you can
run,

that is my poin Mrs.
Whitney,

it takes experience
to
recognize a good
story.

- If Bat Masterson or
Wyatt Earp rode into
town

you wouldn't give them
two inches on page
three.

- Oh please.

- I'm sure Mr.
Gleeson
wouldn't object

to you putting the article
together in your own time
Ruth,

just as I'm sure
he'd judge it
fairly.

- Well, I suppose if you write
it,

I shall have to read it.

- Thank you sir.

(dramatic music)

- I've been trying to
talk
to you all day.
(laughing)

- Oh you have, what about?

- Sunday.

- What about Sunday?

- Well after church
you're
gonna pack a picnic
basket

and I'm gonna show you
the hills like I
promised.

- Rob,

I like to be
asked,
I like to be
invited.

- What'd I say now?

(laughing )

- How long ago?

- [Matt] 15 years.

- Oh no no.

- I was struggling
to
get this place
going

and you were chasing
horse
thieves in the ranges.

- Yes I was extremely upset

when you caught them before I
did.

I wanted the
glory, I
needed the
promotion.

- Well didn't do
you
any harm
Commissioner.

- No.

(laughing )

We both got what we wanted.

I would've thought it would
be
Colin that would follow
you.

- It wasn't to be.

- A country church.

Instead of the mighty
spread in the
mountains.

Now you can't tell
me
you agreed with
that?

- No not at the time,

but you can only
plan
their lives so
far,

after that you have
to
give them their
heads.

(laughing )

- I disagree, you let them
make up their minds at that
age

and they're more likely
to throw their lives
away.

But you're
lucky,
you have two
sons.

- Yeah Rob's fulls of anger.

- Well Edward is all I have.

Thank heaven his career
is
something I can be proud
of.

His superiors speak well of him.

- Yes I heard about Ballarat.

I'm sure our first policeman

will be the right man for the
job.

- I'm going on an
inspection
tour of the plains.

I'll be back
through
here in about a
month.

Will you keep an eye
on
him for me please
Matt?

- Yeah, of course.

(dramatic music)

- Well the police
station's brand
new.

I even helped build it myself.

- Bars good and strong are they?

- Of course they are.

Everyone chipped in.

That's how we do
things around
here.

(calm music)

- That girl, Ms.
Whitney,

the one who
works
for the
newspaper.

- She's new, what about her?

- She asks a lot of questions.

- Yeah, yeah she does.

- I don't trust newspaper folk.

Poking around, twisting the
truth.

- Well if you're
new
to this town
Constable

you better expect Ruth to be
there.

I don't think she'll
twist the truth
though.

(knocking )

Ruth.

- Hello Rob.

Constable.
- Ms.
Whitney,

what can I do for you?

- Well there were
just
a couple questions

I forgot to ask you.

- I think I've told you
everything you need to
know.

- Strong enough to hold anyone.

(rattling )

(laughing )

I'm sorry, I told
you it was brand
new.

I'll just be back with a hammer.

(calm music)

(rattling )

- Constable since you seem
to
have some time on your
hands,

about those questions?

- She has neither the
experience
nor the qualifications.

- And she's female, isn't
that your point Mr.
Gleeson?

Now why can't you
just
judge her on her
work?

- She hasn't done any.

I mean if you want her to write

let it be
recipes
or a social
column,

crime and the policemen
are certainly not
subjects

for young women
to
be
investigating.

- Where is she Mr.
Gleeson?

- Well she's gone to collect

the Reverend McGregor's
inspirational piece for page
three,

but it's my guess
that's she's popped
over

to the police
station
to bat her
eyelashes

at the long arm of the law.

- This may amaze you Mr.
Gleeson,

but it is possible for
women
to be engaged in business

without allowing romance to
sweep away their common
sense.

Otherwise what
must
people be saying

about you and me Me.
Gleeson?

- I've told you
my
brief and my
methods

what more do you want?

- I want to know, I
want
to know how you
think,

I want to know what
you
feel about your job?

- Well surely that's
my
business Ms.
Whitney.

- Well I'm gonna
need
a lot more than
this.

- But I've given you the facts.

- Look if I don't do
my
job, I don't have a
job.

- Here we go.

- Edward the people of this town

have never had a
policeman
watching over them
before.

They're very suspicious,

and what I write in The
Chronicle could change all
that.

- I'm sorry Ms.
Whitney
I've got work to do.

How far is Bell Morrow?

- Eight miles
west,
you'll see the
gates.

- Could I go with you?

I won't get in the way,

I'll just report what I see

and I won't
bother
you with
questions

because I won't say a word,

and I can show you the way.

- Mr.
Custer?

Mr. Custer could
I
have Bonnet
please?

- [Custer] Yes Miss,
saddle
her up right for you.

- Alright, it doesn't
have
to be a picnic it can
be,

whatever you want.

- Are you always this
persistent?

- No.

- Why don't you
ask
me when I'm not
busy?

- Alright I will.

(calm music)

- I didn't do it.

I didn't do it.

- Madness.

- Pick him up.

- Frank!

What are you doing?

- Conroy horse whip.

- [Jesse] No, no!

- We caught one of the rustlers.

- I didn't do nothing Miss I
swear.

- You'll tell the
truth
when I'm finished.

(yelling )

- I don't think
this is a good
idea.

(whip cracking)

- No, Miss I didn't
do it, I didn't do
it.

- Frank.

- Mr.
Black wood,

I'm
investigating
your stolen
horses.

- We've got one of the culprits.

- Please Frank just
hand
him over to the
Constable.

- What's your name?

- Jesse Morgan sir.

- You been stilling horses
Jesse?

- No I was just riding through.

There's no law
against that is
there?

- Where's the horses

he's supposed to
have
stolen Mr.
Black wood?

- He's riding one of them.

I'm about to find
out
where the rest
are.

- Put the whip down sir
I'll
question him at the
station.

- You keep your ears open,

you'll hear
everything
you need to know.

- You're not used to
the
law are you Mr.
Black wood?

I'll educate you.

You harm that man
and
you're breaking
it.

- Really?

Well here's a word of
education for you
Constable.

This is Bell Morrow and here,

I do as I please.

Hold him.

(whip
cracking)
(screaming)

(horse whinnying)

(thudding )

You.

- The word is policeman sir,

and you are under arrest.

(dramatic music)

(calm music)

- When I'm
finished
with you
Constable

you'll be lucky if they let
you clean up behind the
horses

in the Melbourne barracks.

(door opening)

(dramatic music)

- [Edward] Matt.

- Tell him who I am.

- I think he knows that Frank.

- News travels fast Mr.
McGregor.

- Yes I heard you
got
one of the
rustlers.

- You spotted the brand
in
town, you didn't report
it,

instead you followed him.

- I thought he'd
lead
me to my stolen
horses.

- Until you
decided
it would be
simpler

to beat it out of him.

I think Mr.
Morgan
probably is
riding

one of Mr. Blackwood's
horses.

There's been an
attempt
to disguise the
brand,

but Mr. Morgan has a bill of
sale.

- That's right sir,

I bought the horse four days
ago.

I've never seen the bloke
before.

- I think he may be an
innocent victim in all
this

so I'm letting
him
go for the
moment.

The horse is
stolen
property Mr.
Morgan

I will have to confiscate it.

- What about the
five pounds I
paid?

- I'm sorry, that's the law.

- I don't believe this.

(throat clearing)

- Do you mind me asking
what Mr. Blackwood's in
for?

- Well he tried to give
Mr. Morgan a whipping
sir.

That is a crime.

- Matt, you brought him here.

- Yeah you just cool down Frank.

Now does he have to stay in
there?

- I can allow bail.

- [Victoria] Mr.
McGregor.

- Ah Victoria.

- Has he been charged?

- Yes I'm afraid so.

- Please try to
talk
some sense into
him.

- Sense?

My stock was stolen, I
tried
to do something about it.

- You broke the law Frank.

Doesn't matter if
you're
the master of Bell
Morrow

or the king of England,
the
law is here, get used to
it.

(shouting )

- Who brought the
law
to Paterson's
Ridge?

Who's old mate happens
to
be the police
commissioner?

And who's son happens
to be the new
constable?

- And who bailed you out?

Matt's been working to
bring
the law here for years
Frank.

He didn't do it
just
to make life
difficult

for the Black woods.

Plead guilty Frank, the
worst they'll do is fine
you.

- Guilty?

Matt McGregor's not the only one

with powerful friends in
Melbourne.

- [Victoria] What are you
writing?

- A cable that will
put
our Constable
Dengate

in some hot water.

- I doubt that Frank have
you
forgotten who his father
is?

- The police commissioner.

All the more reason why he
can't
be seen to protect his son.

(dramatic music)

- Good day Constable.

- Mr.
Custer.

- What's up?

- Nothing, I hope.

Your feed all that it should be?

- Strong stuff.

- What about your stock?

- Look after them
like they was me
own.

- Do you check brands?

- Well I know most of the people

that bring their horses here.

You stable your
own
horse here
Constable.

- What about
drifters,
people who pass
though?

- How would I know
where
their horses come
from?

- I had to question a man

who bought a stolen
horse
by mistake Mr. Custer.

Let me give you some advice.

Keep a record of
brands from now
on.

Turning a blind eye's no excuse.

If I find stolen horses here,

I'll have no
choice
but to charge
you.

(dramatic music)

- [Man] I'll show you who's
smart.

(glass shattering)

- [Man] He's smarter than you,

his breath is sweeter than yours

and he's got half as many boys.

- [Man] You mongrel, I've
killed men for less than
that.

- Come on then if
you're
so tough start
killing.

(shouting )

(thumping
)
(groaning
)

It was just an argument.

Get off.

(horses whinnying)

(dramatic music)

- Can't a man have
an
argument now
Constable?

- Come on, up.

(dramatic music)

(knocking )

- Hello Danni.

- Hello, here's the
special
ointment you ordered

for the horses Kathleen.

- Oh thanks Danni, that's
Michael's chore for after
school.

- Well where are they?

I don't see them,
both horses are
gone.

(dramatic music)

- Have you any idea when
the
horses were taken Mrs.
O'Neil?

- No I didn't say
that they were
taken

I said that they were missing.

- And your son didn't move them?

- No.

? There was a wild
colonial
boy Jack Dulen was his
name

- Is it possible they were
stolen?

- Well, yes I
suppose
it's possible.

? Near Castle
Mayne

- I'll look into it.

? Father's brightest
hope

? His mother's pride and
joy

That's enough.

- Talk to him Mrs.
O'Neil
he's gonna cost me my
job.

- What's he done?

- Disturbing the peace.

- I was arguing
about
a dog that's all.

- I'll let him
cool
his heels in
here

for another hour or two.

A good lesson for
the
rest don't you
think?

- The law is one
thing,
justice is another.

People like to see fair play

and you have to
live
here too
Constable.

- I'm here to do a job Mrs.
O'Neil.

The sooner people realize that

the easier it will be on
everyone.

It's better to be hard at
first to save trouble
later.

? I'll fight but not
surrender
cried the wild colonial boy

(dramatic music)

- Get up get up.

(whip cracking)

Get up.

(dramatic music)

(whip cracking)

(shouting )

(whip
cracking)
(shouting)

Well I've mustered the other mob

into the yards
into
the bottom
patty.

- Good.

Colin first thing in the
morning,

take as many men as you need

and comb that ridge to the
north, see what you can
find.

- So now we're
doing
Dengate's job for
him?

- Well he's only one
man
and it's a big
mountain.

- Well maybe he'd have
more
luck finding the
rustlers

if he wasn't so busy
throwing
his weight around in town.

- I thought you liked him.

- Dad everyone's starting to
say that maybe Frank was
right.

I think we were
better
off without the
police.

- Well Frank inherited
one thing from his
father,

the ability to hold a grudge.

- Listen you were the one

who fought hard
for
the police
station.

Who are they gonna blame?

- Well the man's just
trying
to establish his
authority.

Now if we all start
telling
him how to do his job

he'll end up
with
no respect at
all.

- Well I'm just saying

that I don't think he's
the right man for the
job.

- You might not being saying
that

if Ruth wasn't
so
interested in
him.

- Who asked your opinion?

- Well it's true.

- Is it?

- It's not personal alright.

- [Matt] Let's keep it that way.

(calm music)

- Morning tea Mr.
Gleeson.

- Oh, skits, oh how very nice.

- Cookies, I made them myself.

Yeah I don't understand him.

- [Gleeson] Understand who?

- Constable Dengate.

It's as though he's
conducting a one man
crusade

against the entire
town,
he's treating
everybody

as though they were
about to break the
law.

- You don't think this is a
matter

for the police Ms.
Whitney?

- What is the
police
commissioner's
son

doing way up
here
in the
wilderness.

- So you think
the
police
commissioner

should show his
son
some favors do
you?

- No.

- [Gleeson] Then what?

- Every time I
ask
him about his
career

he evades the
question,
now why is that?

- Perhaps Ms.
Whitney
he's a modest
chap,

or perhaps you've
asked
one question too
many.

- Maybe I've been
asking the wrong
person.

- Mmm these
biscuits
really are
delicious,

you must write
down
the recipe and
we'll,

publish it.
(grunting)

(tapping )

(dramatic music)

- Constable Dengate.

- Ms.
Whitney.

- Arrested anyone
interesting this
morning?

- Is that the
attitude
of The Chronicle?

- Oh no no, no.

Mr. Gleeson loves law and
order.

- But not the way I uphold it?

- Well I just don't
understand
what you're trying to prove

and the rustlers
are still out
there.

- My investigations have
taken
a new direction Ms.
Whitney.

- You have a lead?

- Tell me this,

where would you hide a tree?

- In a forest, why?

- And who has the biggest herds?

- Well the big
properties
obviously,

the Black woods and
the
Murrays, the
McGregors.

- And that's where I'll
be
looking for stolen
stock.

Glen Bray, Bell Morrow and
Langara.

- You're
investigating
Matt McGregor?

- And the rest.

- But they've all
had
their stocks
stolen.

They wouldn't steal their own.

(dramatic music)

- Ms.
Whitney.

Constable Dengate.

What brings you down here?

- Police business, I'm
looking for evidence
sir.

- Evidence?

- There are two horses
here with the O'Neil
brand.

Mrs. O'Neil reported
them missing
yesterday.

- Yes well they
obviously
strayed into my heard.

Rob brought them in yesterday.

No doubt we
would've
noticed the
brands

when we cut them out ourselves,

or perhaps you don't believe me.

- You've made your
explanation
Mr. McGregor, it's noted.

I'm going to examine some
of
your herd's for stray
brands

before I decide wet her
any
action should be taken.

- If you think
it's
necessary
Constable.

(dramatic music)

- Dad.

(dramatic music)

What's wrong?

- Dengate.

- There are 100
horses on this
station

and thousands of
McGregor
cattle out there
somewhere.

Now how do you plan on
checking
the brands, one by one?

You're gonna need a lot of
men
to do that, reinforcements,

and you're not
going
to get
reinforcements

unless you have
proof
that Matt McGregor

has been rustling which you
don't,

you're bluffing, I
know
it, Matt must know
it.

Why'd you come out here?

- I made my point.

Matt McGregor may
be a
friend of my
fathers,

but that doesn't mean
he's immune from the
law,

people need to know that now.

- No, see this isn't
police work though
this,

it's like you're
out to get
somebody.

I just, I can't figure out who.

(galloping )

(thumping)
(horse
whinnying)

- No one calls my
father a horse
thief.

- Rob are you crazy?

- Can't you see what he's doing?

He's hiding behind his uniform.

(groaning )

(thumping )

- [Ruth] Stop it, both of you.

(thumping )

- You didn't come
here
to uphold the law,

you came here to walk all over
us

so your father would
have some kind of
excuse

to give you a promotion.

Are you hearing this?

'Cause this is what it's all
about.

- You just made
two
mistakes
McGregor

and they're gonna cost you.

- Oh yeah, hitting a
policemen comes high does
it?

- You better believe it.

- Well then I better
get
my moneys worth then
eh?

- [Ruth] Stop it.

(groaning )

- You've just struck an
officer of the law
McGregor.

Assaulting an officer.

- It was worth it.

- Resisting arrest.

- I'd do it again Dengate.

It might just be enough to
get you promoted out of
here.

(laughing )

- Promoted, you
might even be
right.

- It's unjust.

- Oh you were there Mrs.
Whitney,

did Rob take a swing
at
the constable or
not?

- Well he threw the first punch.

- [Gleeson] Ah there you are.

- Oh Ruth I forgot,

this letter was
delivered
by the telegraph
office.

- This is gonna make Rob
some
kind of local hero I'm
afraid,

and half the men in town

would like to
take
a swing at
Dengate.

This newspaper will of course

come down on the
side
of law and order.

- [Kathleen] As long as we
present both sides Mr.
Gleeson.

- Excuse me.

(dog barking)

You know I couldn't understand

why you were so
reluctant
to talk about your
past.

I thought maybe you
were
ashamed of something,

but you were a hero.

(laughing )

Two men held up a
stagecoach outside
Ballarat

and Constable Dengate
took
them on single handedly,
so,

here's my question Constable,

what is a gold plated hero doing

in a one man police
station
in Paterson's Ridge?

- I don't want to talk about
this.

- [Ruth] Why not?

Surely the police can use
all the heroes they can
find?

- They're not so keen on
heroes who want to get
out.

(dramatic music)

- You mean leave the police
force?

(dramatic music)

- After Ballarat I,

just didn't have the
stomach for it
anymore,

and that as far as
my
father was
concerned

was the real crime.

(dramatic music)

(suspenseful music)

The Kelso boys,

they held up a
stagecoach near
Eureka.

- Thank you.

- And rode into town
like
they owned the place.

I was green as grass.

I was in the wrong
place at the wrong
time,

in the stockyards.

It all happened very quickly.

- There was a gun fight?

- I buried the Kelsos
and they gave me a
medal.

I was going to be
transferred to the
city.

My father said the
Kelsos
were just the kind of
luck

he hoped would come my way.

That's just how he put it,

well that's when I told him

I wanted to leave the police
force.

I couldn't live
with
that kind of
luck.

- Well that doesn't
explain
why you've been treating

the entire town as
though it were on
trial.

- Because that's
the way he wants
it.

I can't afford
discretion,
I can't afford
compassion,

I have to be the best.

- If you hate the job
so
much why do stick with
it?

- It's not easy turning your
back

on everything that's been
pumped into you all your
life.

After Ballarat when I
tried
to tell him how I felt,

he wouldn't listen,

and I didn't have the
courage to go my own
way.

So,

here I am doing
time
in Paterson's
Ridge.

There's your story Ms.
Whitney.

- It's a good one,

but one I'll never print.

(dramatic music)

- If you have no further
business

to conclude here
Miss I
must ask you to
leave.

(dramatic music)

- Thank you sir.

(dramatic music)

- I am forced to
return to
investigate

serious allegations in this
case.

I put you here to
give
you a second
chance.

It was an opportunity
Edward
to understand who you
are,

what you are, and what do you
do?

You manage to turn an
entire town against
you.

I have had to answer questions.

It is my career that
they
are now talking about.

- Am I still
Constable
of Paterson's Ridge
sir?

- Oh not for long.

I'm having you transferred,

somewhere.

I don't know.

I don't know.

It is, a setback Edward that's
all.

You must overcome it.

- Dengate!

Dengate!

- I see you got
my
cable
Commissioner.

My foreman's got a
bullet in his
shoulder.

He surprised those rustlers.

One of them was the man you let
go.

- Where Frank?

- Up the Wild Crag.

- Have you men
ready
to ride Mr.
Black wood?

I'm on my way.

- My men won't ride with you,

and don't bother
trying
to raise a posse in
town

you won't find any volunteers.

Understand Dengate,
you're
paid to be the law
here,

you're on your own.
(shouting)

Come on get up.

- I will take care of this.

You make sure that
all
the paperwork is
done

before I return.

You're going to be out
of
this town before sun
up.

(dramatic music)

- Where are you going?

- To finish the job.

(dramatic music)

I was a bit hard on
you
the other day Mr.
Custer.

I apologize.

- Don't get
yourself
killed Constable.

- You've got one volunteer.

- Thanks.

(suspenseful music)

- Well I
should've
just followed
them.

- [Kathleen] Don't be ridiculous

they don't want
you
dodging bullets.

- But it would've
been
such a great story.

- How can a man
write deathless
prose

with all this racket going on?

Now stop complaining
about
the story you can't
write

and get the one
that's
right under your
nose.

- What?

- There is a wounded
eyewitness
at Bell Morrow is there not?

- Right?

Mr. Gleeson, is this
an official
assignment?

- Get.

Town's going to the dogs,

that will be my next editorial.

(calm music)

- And then what
happened
next Mr. Conroy?

- They got the drop on us
then
we made a run for it Miss.

That fellow Morgan, he
was
the one with the rifle.

- The man I caught
in
the first place
Ruth.

The man your son released.

- I will lead your men
after
them myself Mr.
Black wood.

And you can put that away.

(dramatic music)

- Police!

Hold it right there!

(suspenseful music)

(gun firing)
(horse
whinnying)

- Don't make me kill you Jesse.

- Mr.
Black wood,

do you have a
quote
for The
Chronicle?

- You bet I do.

You can tell your readers
that when it came to the
test,

Constable Edward
Dengate
failed miserably.

He's finished in this town.

- I wouldn't speak
too
soon if I were you.

(dramatic music)

- Well done.

(throat clearing)

- Ruth,

although I own this newspaper

I do have to rely on Mr.
Gleeson's professional
judgment.

- You mean?

- Mm hmm afraid so.

- Young lady, I
wouldn't
use this on page
three.

- You wouldn't?

- No,

no no no, this is page one.

Rustler's Apprehended hmm?

- Really?

- With a little experience

and if you stand still
long enough to take
advice

we'll make a
corespondent
out of you yet.

- Thank you.

(calm music)

- Alright I'll be
packed
and out of here at
dawn.

- Edward, Edward not so hasty.

- Because I
caught a
couple of
rustlers?

- You made Frank
Black wood eat his
words,

his complaints
will
hold no water
now,

and no matter what
the town thinks of
you

you proved yourself
the
right man for the
job.

- That's just it I'm not.

(sighing )

- Alright.

You feel that
I've
acted high
handedly.

I hope we can
always
put that behind
us.

- I should've stood up to you.

Instead I've been
taking
it out on the town.

It's hardly fair is it?

A bit rough on the
next
bloke they send
here.

- I'm not transferring you.

- No you're not.

- I'm leaving.

- No Eddie.

- It's your
career,
it was never
mine.

- All I have ever wanted

and all that has
ever mattered to
me

is that you make
something of
yourself.

- And I will.

But I have to do it my way.

Try to understand.

(dramatic music)

(calm music)

- I can't say
that
I fully
understand

but if you want to be a
farmer at least be a good
one.

- I'll do my best.

- I'm sure you will.

- Well, (throat clearing)
well
I'm sorry to see you leave.

Give your father time.

He'll see it your way.

- You know for
once
I think he will.

- Edward, I hope you
find
what you're looking
for.

- Thank you sir.

- Good luck.

- [Man] All aboard!

- What's tomorrow's story Ruth?

Constable departs, town
celebrates?

- I don't think so.

- Take care Dengate.

- I'll keep reading The
Chronicle.

- Good luck.

(shouting )

- Get up there.
(shouting)

Get up.
(shouting)

Get up there, (shouting), get
up.

(dramatic music)

(calm music)