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Thank you.

You know, I'm thinking of writing a book
called How to Be Happy in the

Australian Outback with a Broken
Feedpipe.

You may think because I've run into
trouble, I've run out of ideas.

You're wrong, I haven't. I have a number
of avenues open to me. I can either

stop a passing kangaroo and hop a lift,
or I can send the kangaroo off to take a

welding course and come back in three
months.

Or I can see if there's anybody around
here which I should have thought of in

the first place.

Kinsel Mining Company. Danger keep out
private. This means you.

Yes, sir. Australia's a big country,
matched in size only by the greatness of

its people's hearts.

They're large and friendly.

Anybody around?

Anybody around?

Hey, get up. And don't put your hands
up, too.

See what I mean?

Large and friendly.

What did you say?

I said friendly. Why should I be
friendly to someone's first person on my

property? Now, who are you?

The name is Templer.

Never heard of you.

Simon Templer.

Now, you know you're not going to shoot
me, so why not put that thing down?

Come on, come on, out you get, out you
get.

Don't you see my sign? It says keep out.

Of course, I saw your sign. I can read.

Yes, when my sign says keep out, it
means just that. I don't want no one

snooping around here, you understand?

Will you stop poking me with that thing?
I'm not snooping around.

This is a mine, Fred, not a flaming
highway.

It's private property. The fact is my
Land Rover's broken down.

I've got a broken feed pipe. Now, if
you've got a small piece of tubing, I'll

try and get it fixed and I'll be on my
way.

You sure you're not working for Grove?

Grove? Who's Grove?

Grove's the squirt who wants my money.
He ain't gonna get it. It's my strike.

There's gonna be millionaires around
here. It's gonna be me.

Well, now, you look here, Mr... Kinsel.

Kinsel of the Kinsel Mining Company.

I'm the president.

Well, Mr. President?

There, there's Linda.

Who's Linda?

This is his car. Yes, yes, this is.

Is that what you got the rifle out for?

Yeah, what if no one's trying to pinch
my mind?

Yeah, well, you just put it away before
you hurt yourself. Yeah, but, Lindy...

You in trouble, mister?

I've a little problem with my car.

I was hoping to get some help.

Oh, I'd be glad to tell you to stay on
your creed. It's not far.

Well, that's very kind of you.

Get a rope out of the back if you pull
in front.

Yeah.

You too, Pop.

Time for lunch.

wife, Mr. Templer. Yeah.

Two family strikes have made me time.

Yeah.

Spent a lot of money. Two fortunes. Just
blew them both.

But this mine, this mine's one that's
got to be the daddy of them all.

Congratulations. This mine is going to
make my two sons the proudest boys in

Commonwealth.

They're going to be proud of me.

Real proud.

Tell me about the girl.

Yeah, Lindy. Yeah, Anderson. Lindy
Anderson.

Yeah, you call her Lindy. Everybody else
does.

She's the finest bush nurse I've ever
seen in my life. She's a beauty. Yep.

Yeah, she made so a lovely wife. Kind of
that I wish my boys would have married.

Oh, you don't like their wives?

Oh, they're a bit of cows.

Of course, the boys ain't angels either,
you know.

Fighting with themselves all day and
every day.

Yeah, they do very well down in Sydney,
you know. Yeah, property business.

Yeah, they've got their own company.

Yeah, they're rich.

Yes.

Yeah, the boys are going to back me with
a mine.

Oh, you need capital?

Sure, I ain't afraid of a millionaire
right this very minute, you know.

Oh, see you later, Mr. Templer. I don't
know if I've put the car away and had a

shower. All right, thank you very much,
Miss... Just call me Linda.

Bye. Hey, come on out and taste that
cold beer.

Hey, let's give you a hand with that
beer.

What have you got in here?

Isn't it heavy?

Yeah, I'd rather be in them than your
samples.

Hey, that's silver.

G'day, fellas.

Hiya, Papa.

G'day, Charlie.

Two big beers for two big men, Charlie.

Hello, Pop.

The only big thing about you old man's
your head.

Hey, you put a flame in that end,
Grover. Hey, Charlie, I didn't know you

letting cheap crooks in that office
here, you know.

Are you calling me a crook, you old
coot? Well, ain't you?

Hey, come on, Charlie, hurry up with
them beers. He's spoiling me chest.

You know, one of these days I'm going to
tear that old snake apart.

No, you won't. Not in my place.

Thanks. Cheers, Pop. Cheers. All the
best.

I'm Charlie O'Shea. I own this dump.

Well. Simon Templer, how do you do?

How do you do? La -dee -da.

You out here, Mr. Templer? Yes, first
time.

Ah, just like mother's milk.

Yeah, he's Land Rover broke down.

Hey, Joe.

Hey, come here.

It's Joe Casey.

G'day, Pop.

Hey, Joe Casey. Fix anything in town
except this wedding date to Linda.

He's Simon Templer. How do you do, Mr.
Templer? How do you do?

The fact of the matter is I've got a
broken feed pipe on my Land Rover.

I'd be much obliged if you could fix it.
Sure, consider it done.

Yeah, he pulled up at the mine.

Hey, oh, I'm really sorry. Hey, I
thought it was grown for a minute. Get

you old windbag. You know as much about
shooting as you do about mining, which

is nothing. Oh, shut up with your grow.

Hey, I forgot more about both than
you'll ever know.

Huh, in your dreams.

Silver, that pity of yours has never
shone a penny white. Uh, no.

You null -headed old goat.

I reckon I've got to teach you a lesson.

Knock it off.

You speaking of me?

Yes, I usually look at people I'm
speaking to. I'm also telling you to

someone of your own age and size.

Like you, maybe?

Why not?

Hey,

fellas! Mr. Lottie down here reckons he
can fight.

Well, well.

I'm sorry, Pop, but I'm afraid he'll
live.

Hey, what do you know?

He ain't even a nutty.

All right, fellas, the beers are on me.

The beers, Mr. Templer, are on the
house. Here you are.

You see it right there. You see that
vein?

That's silver.

Yep. I reckon that'll crush maybe, oh,
100 ounces a ton.

What does that mean, 100 ounces of
silver to every ton of oil? Yeah, to

get it.

Well, then do you think it might be a
good idea to have an assay done?

Assay? Pay some snotty -nosed carrier to
come from Cloncurry to tell me what me

oral crash?

Not in your sweet life. I don't need no
flaming ass -air to tell me about all.

Sire me, boy, I'm gonna make meself a
million.

Easy. You wouldn't know what to do with
it, Pop.

Oh, wouldn't I now?

Here, well, I'll tell you this.

I'm gonna build you the best bush
hospital you ever set eyes on. Yes.

Oxygen tents, operating theaters, the
lot.

That's great, Pop.

It was time.

4 .30?

Oh, I get to phone my boys before they
leave their offices.

You see, Simon, I get a 3 ,000 -quid
payment to make me Monday noon.

3 ,000 quid? What for?

Yeah, me lease on the mining property.

Don't you worry. My boys are going to
finance me. Wally and Willie won't let

down. No, I'm sure they won't.

3 ,000 quid is just nothing.

Their claim is stinking with money.

They're pretty stinking without it, too.

Really? I'm afraid they're pretty bad.

I'm up there.

Well, they made all this money and
property, and Pop just never hears from

His left things drop from time to time,
but he hasn't even seen them in 15

years. They're so mean, they fight
something awful.

We figure it this way, Mr. Templer.

Cain and Abel were bosom buddies
compared to Willie and Wally Kinsel.

Now listen, Wally. You listen. You
double -cross me once more and I'll cut

frame and judge you. Let me explain,
will you? Explain what? That you went to

Harrison behind my back and crueled my
deal with him? How can you explain that?

If it's a fight you're after, okay. If
it's the truth, you won't calm down and

listen. Truth?

You wouldn't know the truth if it sat up
and bit you. You've been creeping up

behind me all your life, like you hit me
with that rock when I was five years

old. Now shut up and listen.

Go on.

Well, Harrison telephoned me yesterday.

Can't you see we're busy?

I'm sorry, it's your father.

What about him?

It's a personal call for you, Mr.
Willie, from Stony Creek, Queensland.

Well, tell him I'm out. Or dead.

He says it's terribly urgent. He wants
to see you.

Well, tell him to come to Sydney.

Yeah, next year.

Are you sure it wouldn't be better, Mr.
Willie, if... You heard what my brother

said. We don't want to talk to him.

What do you reckon he wants?

Money. What else?

He'd better look somewhere else. I'm not
pouring any more cash down that scrawny

old gutter.

Now, about that Harrison deal. Leave me
alone. I'm terribly sorry, Mr. Kingsley.

But your son's in an important
conference and can't be disturbed.

I'm sorry.

Goodbye.

Well, tell Willie to hurry up, will you?
This course cost me money.

Hello, Willie boy. How are you?

Oh, I'm fine, thanks, son, yes.

Now, look, Willie, about this mine.

I need 3 ,000 quid be Monday noon.

Yes.

You will?

Oh, Willie, that's great, son.

I knew I could count on you, Willie boy.

Hello?

Oh, sorry, Mary, he's not here.

Yeah. Oh, fine.

Would you like a shot of whiskey, Papa?

You wouldn't even talk to me.

I'm sorry, Papa.

You won't tell anybody.

Bill, what's up with you? You won the
lottery or something?

Nope. Well, I got the goods on Willie
today.

That Harrison deal.

I'm going to fix him good this time.

What else isn't you?

You and Willie have been fixing each
other for years.

Well, you wait till he hears what
Harrison has to say to him in the

Oh, honestly, Wally, why don't you and
Willie cut it out? It's so boring.

Oh, by the way, there was a long
-distance call for you this afternoon.

Yeah? Who?

I don't know. It was for you personally.

Some place called, uh...

Fanny Creek.

Ah, it was the old man.

He phoned Willie, too.

Oh?

What did he want?

Money. That's all he ever wants.

If he calls again, say I've gone to
South America for five years.

My treasure.

The loving brother, the loving son, and
the loving husband.

What woman could ask for more?

You tell me.

End of story.

Now, Pop.

I think so.

Now, you drink that up and we'll get on
to the bar.

No, no, I just couldn't face him.

Nobody knows you were bluffing.

Yeah, Charlie does.

But he won't tell us all he promised.

No, I'll just stay here.

Now, listen to me, Pop.

Maybe Willie really did have an
important conference and maybe Wally was

You could be jumping to conclusions.

No, no, they just ain't interested in
me.

You haven't been exactly a dutiful
father yourself, have you?

Order.

Fifteen years since you saw them?

Yeah, about that.

So you found them up out of the blue,
expect them to drop everything and rush

down here with 3 ,000 pounds?

Don't look to me.

Well, we're going to Sydney in the
morning. Why don't you come with me?

Give the boys a chance. See them face to
face. Make them an intelligent business

proposition.

No, I couldn't.

But if an assayer agrees with you that
this mine is as good as you say it is,

then the boys will come round. Now give
them a chance.

Come to Sydney with me.

No, I'm sorry, Simon.

Hey, you're a nice young fella. Yeah,
and you're a stubborn old coot.

Oh, it just ain't stubbornness what's
keeping me from going to Sydney. It's

that I ain't got the hair.

Is that all?

Yeah.

I don't understand. Where's he getting
the money for this trip?

Well, he had 200 pounds saved up, tucked
underneath the mattress.

Here he comes.

Well, how do I look? Oh, you're looking
real fresh. That's right, Pop.

Great.

Very, very good. A regular city flicker.

Hey, Linda, do you think this tie will
be all right down there?

Perfect. Hey, look, how do you think
I'll fit in down there, you know, down

Sydney? All right, do you think?

Pop, you'd fit in anywhere.

Have a good trip, huh?

You'll knock them cold, Pop.

If you don't fall out of the airplane.

You'd better be careful, Mr. Groove.

When I get back to Stony Creek, I'll
give you another lesson in manners.

Ready, Pop?

Bye, Linda.

Well, Pop, don't forget to send us a
card.

Is that everything you want?

When Mr. Lardy Dart Templer comes back
to Stony Creek, I'm going to get him.

I said I'm going to get him real good.

Here,

come in.

Gosh, aren't you ready yet? Yeah, nearly
ready.

You, uh, mind if I make a suggestion,
Pop?

Yeah, not at all.

Well, don't you think it'd be a good
idea instead of just dropping in to

telephone Wally first?

Oh, I don't want to give you a big
surprise.

I'm not much good on the telephone.

Yeah, but he, uh, could be out to dinner
or something.

Well, I'll wait for him.

Now, don't you worry, Simon. I know what
I'm doing, son.

You got the address?

Yep.

Longworth Avenue.

Sounds pretty ritzy, doesn't it?

You look a right dog. Yes.

I'll see you in the morning, eh?

Yes, right -o, Simon. Good luck, Pop.

First of all, you've got to attract
their attention.

And a martini, Mr. Harrison. Ah, well,
if you insist.

Thanks. And for you, Joan.

Well, here.

We're dry.

Oh, sorry, darling.

Excuse me, Mr. Harrison.

No, it's all right, love. I love these
people.

Hello, everybody.

Oh, no.

Oh, just in time for a party, eh? Didn't
know you was having a... Hello, Wally.

How are you, son?

How are you going, boy?

Hello, Dad. My word, you're all togged
up, too, eh?

Edna, how are you? You're not putting on
much weight, eh, you love? You're still

as skinny as a drummer's bitch, aren't
you?

Hey, I'm Pop Kinsel, Wally's pa.

How are you, mate? Hey, what's your
name?

Edison. Yeah, pleased to meet you.

Well, now, just in time for a drink, eh,
Walt?

I, uh, I think we'll go in.

Oh, yes.

Mr.

Harrison?

Mr. Carter?

Hey, where are they off to, Wally?

Well, you see, Dad, we're having a
little dinner party. Oh, hey, enjoy your

grub, folks.

I'd ask you to join us, Dad, but it's,
uh... It's business.

Well, that's all right, son. Sorry to
bust in on you.

As a matter of fact, I need a few quid.
Oh.

Here. No, not that kind of money, son.

I need 3 ,000.

What?

3 ,000.

You really keep the beer, son?

Yes,

Wally, I got a silver mine that's a sure
thing. The lease expires next Monday

noon. 3 ,000 pounds?

Are you crazy?

I don't want you to give it to me, son.
It's just a loan I'll pay you back.

I've got the richest soul you've ever
seen, Wally. Look, I've got somebody in

pocket here. Have a look at this. Don't
bother.

Look, Dad, this is a business dinner.

Mr. Harrison's a very important man. And
I'm not.

Oh, I didn't mean it like that. What way
did you mean it, son? Simply that this

isn't the time or the place for you and
me to be discussing family matters. You

stinking little ungrateful cur.

Don't talk to me like that. I'll talk to
you any way I like.

Why, you built this fancy house on the
money I gave you, son. And started your

flaming business and all the rest of it.
Like them diamonds that cowboy wife of

yours is wearing.

Get out.

You bet I'm getting out.

I've been in barns that smell better
than this dump, you rotten, stinking

upjump snob.

Yeah, you see, while he's capping me,
it's all tied up with the big deal he's

going to make.

Yeah. Hey, he wanted to sell some
stocking to me, the money, but I

him do that.

So this morning you're going to try,
Willie?

Yeah, sure.

I have an appointment at the assailant's
office at ten. I'll pick you up at

Willie's office at ten -thirty, okay?

Oh, that'll be fine. Here, don't you
worry, Simon. Willie will come through.

You know, maybe I shouldn't say this,
but I kind of think Willie's my

now.

I just can't do it, Dad. I'm sorry.

Now, you'll have to excuse me. I've got
a golf date.

If you're scared of Harrison calls,
leave a message with us, too, at

Golf Club, will you? Yes, Willie.

Couldn't you think it over, Santa?

Look, Pop, for the last time, the answer
is no.

N -O, no.

There, you see, Mr. Templer? Very
interesting.

Then you think the strike has
possibilities?

Well, I didn't say that exactly. I said
this sample of ore would essay around

100 ounces to the ton.

Of course, one sample doesn't make a
mine.

Do you think you could come out to Stony
Creek and look the mine over yourself?

Ah, yes, of course.

Maybe 20 pounds a day, plus expenses.

That's okay.

Just might be an isolated outcrop of
high -yield ore.

And if it isn't?

Then, Mr. Templer, you have a mine.

May I get you a cup of coffee, Mr.
Kensal?

Well, Pop, how does it go?

No dice?

Oh, never mind.

Never mind?

Of course I flame a well mind.

You sweat your guts out to make money to
educate them. You put up with their

tantrums, their fighting.

You sweat to make more, to give them
more, and all they do is kick you in the

belly. I wanted my sons to be proud of
me.

Why? They're nothing to be proud of.
Pop, I said never mind because I'm going

put up the 3 ,000 pounds myself.

What? I said I'll put up the money.

I've spoken to the assailant. He says
they all will crush it to 100 ounces to

the ton.

100 ounces to the ton?

That's what he said.

Get me the first available flight to
Glencurry and lay on a car to take me to

Tony Creek.

Yes, sir.

He struck it rich twice before, you
know.

Maybe he's done it again.

Yeah, looks good.

Very good.

Here you are. See, what did I tell you?
Waste of your flaming money bringing him

all the way out here. I can smell our
yield. I don't need no flaming ass there

to tell me, good boy.

Why don't you calm down, Pop?

Still, Mr. Kensal, as I am here, Mr.
Templer's paying me.

You won't mind if I have a look?

Maybe probe a little further, a little
deeper.

No, you go right ahead.

Yeah, could you do your own digging,
mate? Well, of course. I'll give you a

hand. Hey, it's no time for lunch, is
it?

Lunch or beer?

Go on, you old souk.

G'day.

G'day.

Just all the rest of Stoney Creek?

About. Want a drink?

Yeah, drink and some information.

Well, let's get the drink first.

Whiskey. Big one.

And what sort of information?

I'm looking for Mr.

Joseph Kinzel.

Oh, him.

He's out of his mind.

Hmm? Where's that?

A few miles.

That'll telegraph track.

Are you a reporter or something?

We heard rumors Pop struck it rich.

No, I'm not a reporter. I'm his son.

Where's the mind?

Well, uh... It'll be tricky if you don't
know the country.

You can get lost out there real easy.

Look, I'm not doing nothing. I'll show
you the way, eh?

Yeah.

He told all of us you were slipping him
the cash for the mine lease, right?

No, not me.

Some fella called Templer did that.

You don't like him, huh?

He's a crook.

A smooth, fast -talking crook.

You know, I reckon he's trying to con
your old man out of half his mind.

Well, we'll have to do something about
that, won't we?

Yeah.

And I hope you do it good.

Real good.

That's good of you to show me the way,
Grove. I appreciate it. No trouble.

Templer.

Thanks.

Stone the Crows. What brings you here?

Hello, Dad.

Thought I'd come out and see you. Did
you now? Why?

Well, I thought I'd apologize for being
so rude to you in Sydney.

Well, that's real thoughtful of you.

Simon, I'd like you to meet my
thoughtful son, Willie.

Hello. How you doing?

Well, and look who he's brought with
him.

Mr. Faithful Grove.

The stranger's best friend.

The best friend of all the snakes in the
bush.

Yes, you must be out here as a good
neighbor, helping my son.

I only showed him the way out here.

Yeah.

Well, now, Jerry, what do you want?

Well, I thought probably you still
needed some help.

Yeah, so you want to be a partner in my
mind, eh? Sure, Dad, any time.

Well, I'm afraid your father already has
a partner.

Me. Yeah, that's right.

Well, let's go and get that beer we
spoke about, eh, partner?

Yes.

I mean, this is before you was born. I
wouldn't take the price of a beer off

if you crawled on your flaming hands
and... Ha -ha, that's it. Off you, Sean.

Yes! What a snake you

turned out to be. How did you know I was
here? Miss Kane told Harrison. You

snake.

Dad, I, uh... I'm sorry I was rude the
other night. Well, I'm sorry I can't ask

you to stay, Wally.

I'm giving a little business dinner.

That's it. Yeah, yeah.

You

two

silly. Dad, listen.

We want to be your partners, Dad.

I get a partner.

Simon Templer.

You don't even know him.

After all, uh... We're around flesh and
blood.

You know something, Wally?

I'd rather bread ticks on a sheep's
belly than you two.

Couple maggots.

That's all you are.

You're just full of the booth.

Yeah, maybe I am full.

But I'll tell you this.

You're not getting one part of my mind.

Not one flaming, stinking, stony part of
it.

So you can get back south and crawl
under those stones you just crawled out

Like a wasted trip, huh?

You just have to wait for him to kick
off.

He's no chicken. He'll have to go
sometime.

Remember that Will?

Didn't he file a will back with Stephen
Hardy in Sydney?

Yeah, a long time ago.

He left everything to us. Split 50 -50.

That's 25 -25.

Huh?

Temple will get the other half of this
mine.

That only leaves half for us.

25 % each.

I'd forgotten that.

Somebody ought to do something about
Templer.

Good idea.

It's rough country up here.

Your man went for a walk one night.

I never saw him again.

You suggest him. Of course he is. Why
not?

Not to shove my fist down Templer's
throat and pull his guts out.

That'd make three of us.

Supposedly he met with an accident.

Yeah.

Supposedly dead.

After we're back in Sydney.

And when are you leaving?

In the morning.

Okay. We can cut them a price.

How much?

Five hundred. Three hundred.

Five. Take it or leave it.

Two fifty each.

Okay.

You'd like to stay any quick? I thought
I'd stop by and see how you're going.

And why?

Just interested.

I'm a mind of myself.

Oh, good on you.

Finished the assay? Yeah.

Any good?

Well, since you're a mind of yourself,
you'll know that information belongs to

the man who pays for it.

Just a narrow end of the sea.

How's it going?

Not 100%, but near enough.

How does it look?

It looks like this. It looks good.
Almost too good. I never saw a vein of

quite like it.

So I thought I'd dynamite further in.
Say, three charges. Just have a look.

It's finished.

What do you mean?

The vein finished?

After about eight feet.

Big wall of basalt.

Basalt? Yeah. Blew three more charges.

Basalt. Two more. Basalt.

Then I went out and drilled in from the
side.

Basalt.

All the silver on that mine's been taken
out. Well, how?

It's just an outcropping.

Isolated outcropping, that's all.

Sorry. It's hardly your fault, is it?

Well, no.

I reckon I'll take a shot.

Hold on a second.

Don't say anything about this to Pop,
will you?

I'd like to break it to him gently.

Okay? Sure.

I'll type out my report tonight and put
it in the morning.

Yeah, thanks.

Hey, good day, mate. Come and I'll buy
you a beer. Later, thanks, Mr. Kensal. I

need a shower more than anything.

How's the assay going?

As I said to Mr. Grove at the mine.

The assay belongs to the man who pays
for it.

In this case, Mr. Templer.

Did you say Grove?

Yes. Out of my mine?

He said he was just passing by on his
way back to town.

And why'd he stop? Well, I suppose just
curiosity.

I wonder. Hey, but he's a crook, he's
poison.

You know, Pop, I think it's about time I
gave Mr. Grove that second lesson in

manners I promised him.

Hey, this I gotta see.

What are you waiting for?

All

right,

you leave it to me.

Give it to him, good.

You bet.

Hey, too bad you didn't finish more. I'm
still breathing.

Hey, what was he doing?

Something with the shorings. We'll have
a look.

Yes, all right. I'll work around here.
You boys come up here. Okay, fine.

Come on, let's move some of this stuff
off this.

Just get him into the hospital at
Thunderbird.

I'd never make it.

That'd be crazy, didn't it? He's got
another 20 years.

Linda,

do you know what I'm going to do?

I'm going to leave you, myself, and
my... You know what I want, don't you?

The hospital.

Right here in Stony Creek.

Behind that big old cul -de -sac tree.

That's what I want to leave a monument
to a real

good nurse called Linda.

And an old circle.

It's done right, won't you?

Promise me that hospital will have
everything Linda wants.

No, Pop, I promise.

Oh, get Charlie up here.

He's just as fixed, Charlie.

I've got to make a new will.

No, Pop, you're not strong enough. Wait
till tomorrow.

No.

I'm going to be real busy tomorrow.

Getting the heaven organized.

Oh, Simon, a bottle of scotch and a cup
of straw, son, to

suck it up with.

No.

Oh, Gordon, what difference can it make?

You know, I always figured I'd go out
dead drunk.

I reckon we should all stand up,
gentlemen, and drink to Pop's memory.

Pop. Pop.

It's hard to believe that Pop's gone.

Yes, I know.

Mine worthless.

Hardly seems possible.

I'm afraid it's true. There was no point
in telling him.

Well, we've done without a hospital in
Stony Creek for a long time.

We'll get along.

Linda, I promised Pop you'd have a
hospital.

I intend to keep that promise.

How? What do you mean?

Right now, those two sons of his are
drooling over a worthless mine, but they

don't know it's worthless.

I'm going to capitalize on that.

How? Boy, a little scheme cooking.

Tomorrow you and I are going to fly to
Sydney.

I missed your father two or three times
when he was ill. I was very fond of him.

We all were.

He used to talk to me a great deal about
you and Willie, but you were always his

favorite. Well, I understood him better.

Oh, yeah, he knew that.

How about getting to the point?

Sorry. I understand that your father
made a will many years ago which he

with his Sydney solicitors.

That's right.

Stevens and Hardy.

It leaves everything to us equally.

Mr. Kinzel, your father made another
will the night he died.

What? Oh, yeah, I witnessed it.

What was in it?

Look, I just witnessed your dad's
signature. I didn't read it.

But I do know that there was only one
beneficiary. One?

What are you getting at?

Mrs. Kinzel.

Trust this, Simon Templer.

I think he tricked Pop into giving you a
partnership in the mine.

I'm sure of it.

Well, that's why I want to see justice
done.

Now, right at this moment, Simon Templer
is in your brother's office, selling

him the will your father made the night
he died.

Selling it?

And will he pay?

Well, that's what I understand.

Well, it's obvious. Why?

Of course.

If Willie's paying good money for it,
the new will leaves everything to me.

Lousy crook.

Dirty double -crossing swine.

How do we know she's telling the truth?

Mrs. Kinsel, I only want to see justice
done.

If you don't believe me, why don't you
phone Willie's office and ask for Mr.

Templer? He's there now.

You do it. Miss Kane might recognize my
voice.

Okay. William Kinsel Company. Good
morning. I believe that a Mr. Simon

is with Mr. Kinsel.

Could I speak to him, please?

Mr. Templer is in conference with Mr.
Kinsel at the moment. May I take a

message?

He's there.

I told you.

You mean that little bush nurse is over
at Wally's right now?

Making a deal.

And if Wally's paying her for it...

I must be the beneficiary.

Well, that might be the logical
conclusion.

Can you get hold of it?

I can guarantee it, at a price.

How much?

Ten thousand pounds.

I'll write you a check right now.

You can have the will and that check
clears the bank.

It'll clear the bank? What do you think
I am?

Well, I think you are. It's beside the
point.

You come by the Westbury Hotel at four o
'clock.

You can have the will.

Thank you.

Come in.

Where's that will, you crook?

I beg your pardon? My father's will that
leaves everything to me. I want it. I

know you're trying to sell it to that
dirty, swindling brother of mine, and if

don't get it, I'll go to the police.

Well, there's no need to shout.

I'll have you arrested.

I'll put you in jail. How much proof do
you have of the existence of this will?

I know it exists and I know you've got
it. You're a thief and a swindler. You

don't watch your manners. I'm going to
throw you out.

All right.

All right.

I won't go to the police.

I'll buy it.

How much do you want?

Well, I'm afraid the will is not for
sale.

It has to be.

No, you see, your brother's check is
already in my bank. I'm just waiting for

to clear before handing the will over to
him.

Nonsense.

Well, he hasn't got it yet.

Well, that's what I just said.

I'll give you whatever he gave you. And
you won't have to return his money.

Oh, but that would be dishonest. So who
knew?

Willie wouldn't dare go into court and
say what he gave it to you for.

That's true.

Willie, I like you. I really do.

No, I couldn't break my word to Willie.

Well, not less than 20 ,000 pounds.

He only paid 10.

Yes, yes.

You're a thief. A crook. Granted,
granted, but so are you.

Now, Wally, I suggest you run around to
your bank and draw out a substantial

amount in cash.

You see, Willie's going to be here in an
hour, and if you're going to make an

offer, it should be on acceptable terms.

Mind the stairs.

Come on.

You hear?

I couldn't.

Right, you'd better go and get packed,
go down to the agency, pick up the

tickets, and meet me out at the airport
at 4 .45 sharp. Right.

I have a feeling we're going to have to
leave Sydney rather abruptly. We're

going to have to leave.

Willie, welcome back.

Has my check been cleared?

Yes, I just called the bank.

Good. Well, you can hand over the will
then.

Well, I'm afraid a rather difficult
situation has arisen. What do you mean

difficult? You've got the money. What
are you trying to do? Your brother has

been around to see me. Wally, how did he
hear of this?

I've no idea. I certainly didn't tell
him.

Must be well enough.

I made it as fast as I could have.

You crook. You dirty double. Now, boys,
temper.

Whatever he gave you, I'll give you
twice as much. I'll give you three

Four times.

I'll give you 25 % of everything I get
out of the estate. I'll give you 30%.

Now, hold it, fellas.

50%. How? Don't you think you should
have a look at the will first?

I,

Joseph Kinzel, being of sound mind, do
hereby... Come on, get on with it.

My entire estate to the Joseph Kinzel
Memorial Hospital.

You'll be erected at Stony Creek.

All right, when I give you the wink, you
go to work.

Understood? Drink up.

I've got an announcement to make.

At long last, Joe Casey has got up the
courage to ask Linda Henderson an

important question.

What more do I have to say? They're
going to get married.

Just a moment, friends. There's more.

That's him.

Arrest him.

The two finest, most public -spirited
men in the whole of Australia have just

walked in.

Now, let me explain. The fact is, Pop's
silver mine is worthless.

I have a surveyor's report right here in
my pocket to prove it.

But his two fine, generous, socially
conscious sons have done a truly

and generous thing.

What do you want me to do?

Shut up.

Knowing the great need for a hospital
here in Stoney Creek, and knowing that

such a hospital was their late father's
dearest wish, these two fine sons of his

have, in Pop's name, donated the sum of
30 ,000 pounds.

Willie, Willie, if you realize tomorrow
morning, your name's going to be

headline news right throughout the whole
of Australia.

But nowhere in the country will you get
a more sincere or heartfelt tribute than

we here offer you tonight.

He can't do this. He's done it.

Sit down.

I can't.

Well, try.

We're famous now, the loving brothers.

What do you say, friends? Three rising
cheers for Willie and Willie Kintle.