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All backup vehicles not engaged in
fighting the main fire could report to

school. Pick up any volunteers at the
church and the hotel.

Fire HQ calling Chief Webster. Come in,
Chief.

HQ here calling Chief Webster. What's
the take of it?

Look, we've got a bit of a problem at
the spill, mate.

Say it again, please.

What? Let's go.

Shit.

Okay, pull back.

Come on, we've got to get everything out
from inside.

Come on, fellas. Come on, hurry up, for
Christ's sake.

All right, let's hope.

We've got to do something about this.
The whole estate is going to go up. My

estate is going to go up. Listen, you'll
get a unit as soon as one becomes free

and not before.

Meanwhile, Mr. Anderson, why don't you
just go and piss on it? You know, piss

it.

What's the extent of the fire? What's it
here?

There are several fronts. Where are you
calling from sir?

Look we hope we can get someone up there
once the main

front dive down, but right now What
about the backup?

Why the hell aren't they here? Get them
over here!

Hello?

Hello?

Blah -nickle.

8Q calling Chief Webster.

What now?

That's why it should never have been
built where it is. Let it go. Let it go.

Webster?

Ah!

Wasn't I making up a fool?

See what your face burns down before our
offering's finished. You wanna join?

No, Webster.

I'm a builder. I build.

That's what I am, and that's what I do,
and that's how I make my living. Now,

what's your problem?

There's all I want from you. All I want
from you, Webster, is what everyone else

up near the mountains is entitled to.

Fire protection.

Property protection.

And whatever you think of me, I'm a
property.

It's irrelevant.

Just do your job. If you really want to
see it, you need help.

An expert.

A professional.

You know what I mean?

Professional.

You all right? You ready?

Mr. Webster.

Thanks. Okay.

Sophie McCann, lawyer with Crown
Insurance.

I did telephone.

Yeah, sure.

Ruff? Yeah?

Another cup of tea.

How do you take it?

Oh, just milk, thanks.

Oh, things seem a bit quieter than they
have been.

Yeah.

The resort development.

Is it really possible that the whole
place could have been burnt down?

More than possible.

I guarantee it will one day.

Guaranteed. Not that the fellow who's
developing it can give it down.

Excuse me.

Sophie McCann, crown insurer.

You're an American. Yeah.

You're not going to hold that against me
now, are you?

I hear there's a lot of opposition to
this development.

Well, people have been taking a little
time.

The tourist board like it, though.

Yeah,

but the forests go on.

You take us on. You're not going to back
out on us now, are you?

Well, that wouldn't be up to me.

But it does appear to me that you're not
quite on schedule.

Well, there's been some problems with
delivery, availability of the right

materials and so on.

And, of course, you'd be in a lot better
shape financially if the whole place

did burn down.

Why do you say that?

Well, you're insured with our company
for $10 million.

But then you must know that, Mr.
Anderson.

Boy.

Lose that, will you?

Come on, Howard. Spit it out.

It'll bring her on schedule. That much
we already know.

Julian.

If the material I asked for arrived when
it was supposed to arrive, then the

quantities I asked for and the
specifications... Howard.

I will not go broke in the pursuit of
your little dream.

It's a hotel, not a palace, and you'll
get what I can afford.

We're both in business to make money.
That's something that occasionally

you. Yes, well, that brings us to why I
came here, Julian.

Miss Sophie McCann from the insurance
company came to the site this morning.

happened to mention that it was insured
for $10 million.

Is that true?

Sure is true.

I'm your partner. Tell me. Why don't you
tell me? I mean, it's not worth a

fraction of that. You know that.

Technicality is not important.

Ten million dollars is not important.

Look.

To borrow from a bank, you have to raise
collateral.

Collateral, in this case, is the insured
value of the estate.

Now, we use part of the money to build
it, and the rest of it for other little

projects here and there.

You're wrong.

I'm sitting in one right now.

Is the bank over there?

Why should they know? They're worried
you're not sure ready.

Oh, Howard, stop looking like a virgin
with a stick up your arse. It's all

legal.

We're a legitimate operation.

What a nice surprise.

Bye, Maggie.

Bye.

I had no idea you were coming so early.

Good luck.

Come here often?

I'm coming up the mountains tomorrow
night.

Can I take you out to dinner tonight?

No, I can't. Steve and I are going out.

I've got to practice my finals with Dr.
Schaefer.

I love you, Teddy.

If you're playing the toilet, you're
bound to get a little sugar.

Let's have some fun.

What's your business?

Insurance.

Lloyds of London.

Get me Crown Alliance Insurance, please.

Oh. Mr. Farley, I've been waiting for
you. Miss McCann, what is it?

I'm in a hurry. I have a speech for the
Chamber of Commerce luncheon today.

There's something I need your opinion
on.

Won't it wait until after Christmas?
We're all very busy.

No, not really.

Well, tell Miss Hart to put you in after
lunch.

Thank you.

Well,

Miss Hart?

Three o 'clock.

No, I'll hold on.

Do you know your way around the computer
room?

Yes. Well, I'll meet you there in ten
minutes. We've got work to do.

Thank you.

Let's punch up Blue Mountains Holdings.

It's insured for $10 million and the
policy expires in 11 days.

I wonder who owns the company.

Yeah, I've met Anderson.

An offshore corporation.

That's owned by Julian Fane. He's just
bought a $2 million yacht, that's right.

Let's go back to Blue Mountains
Holdings, OK?

I wonder who did the building inspection
of this.

Have a look.

S. Whittaker.

Who the hell's S. Whittaker?

Search me.

Check the personnel record.

Huh. Doesn't exist, eh?

Okay. Punch up Percy W. Farland.

Nothing exceptional there.

Secretary Sarah Hart.

Hey, let's have a look at her file.

Marital status, spouse's name,
Whittaker.

Oh, that's impossible.

Sarah Hart, Sarah Whittaker.

I think we've found our building
inspector.

Miss McCann, as you know, there are many
reasons why people might wish to insure

uncommonly high, aside from intent to
commit illegal acts.

Look, Sophie, I have got the papers in
front of me, but you can be sure that

we're profitably co -insured on sound
international markets.

And another thing you can be sure of is
that the company satisfied itself at the

proper time that the property insured
represented a good actual risk.

With all due respect, Mr Farley, you are
talking to a lawyer and someone who

knows certain facts.

One, Blue Mountains Holdings' present
policy expires midnight New Year's Eve.

Now, so far, no new policy has been
initiated or asked for. Two, Blue

Holdings is insured for $10 million.
I've been there. It's not worth close to

that figure.

Three, the insurance inspections were
carried out and they indicated that it's

progressing on schedule, which is
bullshit.

Four, a certain S. Whittaker... is the
inspector consigned to Blue Mountains

Holdings. Five, I think you and I know
who S. Whittaker is.

And she's not a million miles away from
where we're sitting.

Six, Blue Mountains Holdings has a
mysterious 60 % shareholder, an offshore

corporation.

Well, I think that's someone's idea of a
little joke.

In fact, an offshore racing syndicate.

In fact, a boat owned by a certain
Julian Fane, one of the people both you

work for.

No, Mr.

Farley, you don't have to say a word.

I'm a lawyer, and when it suits me, my
oath is binding.

But I do feel you could use a good
lawyer, Mr. Farley.

We are taking the afternoon off.

There's a man to see you in the foyer.

He didn't make an appointment.

Now, come on. Let's get out of this
madhouse.

Come on.

Excuse

me,

Miss McCann.

Can you spare me a moment, please?

I'd like to ask you a couple of
questions.

I beg your pardon, my name is George
Engles, representing Lloyds of London.

I'm sorry, Mr. Engles, if you called my
office and made an appointment.

Well, it's rather a delicate matter, how
shall I put it? You see, you being, I

understand, the legal wing of Crown
Insurance and myself representing

it's essentially a matter between
lawyers.

Well, I'd be happy to meet with you
tomorrow morning. But what matters in

concerning what policies, ma 'am?

Call insurance. Good mountain toting.
Can I believe there's a hotel under

construction?

I said we'd be there by 8.

Bye.

I'm sorry, Sergeant. Can I interrupt you
for a second?

I would like you to meet our local cop,
Sergeant Owen Goodwood.

This is Steve Adams, a good friend of
mine. He's a friend of my daughter's.

I couldn't resist it, John.

I just want to say that it would be
difficult to thank each and every one of

for your support and your help.

So I won't.

But I hope that this little mad get
-together we have here is some sign of

appreciation to all of you.

Thank you. Have a good time.

That's the toughest thing I've had to do
in years!

I've seen it, a brown van, more than
once, after every fire.

And it's local.

Late at night, a couple of times a week,
cruising past the pub, nice and low.

Two people, I reckon, and one of them in
bushfire fighting.

I tell you, no worries.

It's the van and it's him.

A bushfire fighter. One of his lot.

You think that bugger would have seen
enough of fires?

No, Curly, he's just hurting up a year.

Thanks very much.

Is he the gentleman looking for Sophie
McCann? Yes, that's correct. George

Engles, Lloyds of London.

Father, Mr Engles, General Manager.

That's me, sir.

Well, I'm surprised he's not here. It's
most unusual.

Did you see her this morning?

Look, I'm just stepping out for a bite
of lunch, an early lunch.

Perhaps you'd care to join me? Oh,
that's very kind of you. Are we anywhere

a restaurant called Arthur's?

Drink, perhaps, Mr. Eagles?

No, I'll be fine.

Not for me, please.

Is there somewhere you have to be?

No.

I'm just trying to work out what time it
is in London. I have this diabetes

problem. I have to keep giving myself
injections of insulin.

It's a real nuisance.

Yeah. Isn't my brother the same?

I'll be all right for a few hours.

What exactly brings you out here to the
colonies, Mr. Angles?

One might say Lloyds of London.

The elusive Miss Sophie McCann, I
understand, has all the information that

need.

Word, that's fantastic.

Merry Christmas.

Yes, cheerio.

Mr. Serco?

Lonnie, come on.

Hi,

Joe. How are you doing? Good, mate.

Give him a pump?

Yeah. Give him the heaps, mate.

I've been trying to ring Mr. Faith.

You stay cool.

I don't want to know about it. I don't
know who it is.

Oh, I won't worry. You worry.

They're sending a man up there to make
sure, you know.

It was the same man.

What? The one today. The same man.

Don't you have somebody else?

Too late about changing things now.

It's your problem, isn't it?

Yummy? Yummy?

Don't do that.

It has to be wrapped up by the new year.

That fellow with your daughter, who is
he?

He's a friend, a good friend.

That van is borrowed, Curly. You got
that? Borrow it.

Look out for Lloyd from London.

They were here today.

Come on, Steve.

I'm just worried about Daddy.

Steve! I don't like it when you're like
this.

Howard, how nice of you to drop in.

Bit early for a morning drink, though,
isn't it? I'd like some breakfast.

You seen this?

Yes, I read it. What about that man from
Lloyd's asking questions about the

estate? Lloyd?

He was having lunch with your, uh, Mr.
Farley yesterday.

Routine. That's not routine, Julian.

All right, Howard, my dear Detective
Howard, how do you see it? Obviously to

suspect Darson, Julian. The girl said as
much.

Does anyone actually accuse you yet of
being partner to fraud?

Don't worry.

To you and me, a great father.

Tommy.

You all right?

No, he's not all right.

Polly's sleeping.

Never mind about them.

Just get our end of it right.

Now meet me on the odd Monday, kick off
at midday.

Unless, of course, your friend starts
improvising.

Then forget it.

Good looking here, woman.

And a good swimmer.

Miss Hendricks, I realize only too well
how painful this must be for you, but if

we're to find her murderer, you must
help me.

What do you know?

We're best friends.

We did everything together.

We came from the same town.

We went to the same school.

And we went to university together.

Sophie was always one for adventure and
excitement.

She even... I know she didn't mean
anything by this.

It was just her way of exposing the
system.

The corrupt system.

What did you discover?

You must tell me that.

She didn't mean anything by it. She
wasn't going to take it any further.

It was just Sophie being Sophie.

No, he doesn't work there. You might try
him at McCann's office, if you would.

Oh, without Sophie.

Oh, God.

He's going to drop the car. Yes.

Oh, Mr. Anderson.

I was hoping that you would ring me.

When she went for a swim. A drink after
lunch, perhaps?

On that two o 'clock at the Menzies? We
had an argument.

Fine, I'll be there.

And that was the last time I saw them.

Harold Larwood

made them look very cheap. You must be

Harold... Harold, I beg your pardon.

George Amos, my name. Oh, have a drink.

I just got a beer, thanks.

Yes, I see.

Just what

are you doing here, Mr. Engles?

George. Please, George. Well,

you're building a hotel and I'm building
a dossier.

That really doesn't help me a hell of a
lot. What kind of dossier, George?

Difficult, dear boy.

Very difficult.

Now, look, I'm willing to lay my ass on
the line here.

I want to help you if I can.

Uh, I've gone into a mess here.

And, uh, I want to cooperate.

My dossier is on, um, your friend Julian
Fenn and several others.

An insurance fraud, right? They want to
burn the hotel down?

So it would seem.

But it's more than just stealing money
from the insurance company. Julian Frayn

owns Crown Alliance Insurance.

Or to be more precise, he is a major
force in an outfit which calls itself

Olympic Corporation, and they own Crown
Alliance.

Okay, so what's happening?

Well, nothing terribly illegal, nothing
totally legal. These people do things

that way.

Until, of course, your hotel burns down
because of arson.

And that makes it illegal.

By co -insurance, the practice of
sharing the risk with a group of

they're attempting to swindle Lloyds of
London, and I happen to represent them.

Now, they need the services of a
building contractor who appears, at

have a good name.

Now, I wish I could be a little bit more
flattering, but strictly speaking,

anyone above a certain level of income
is guilty of some offense.

All right, so what are we going to do
about it? We're going to do something.

Where do we start?

Meeting you puts me in a very difficult
situation.

On the one hand, at least from a...

moral standpoint, and even from an
ethical one, I would do what I could to

sure that your hotel remains intact.

Meanwhile, on the other hand, so that I
can complete the appointed job that I'm

here for, I'd be only too pleased to see
it burned to the ground, preferably

with your partner, Mr. Fane, holding the
match.

Jesus Christ, man, what are you up to?

Yeah, well, he wouldn't want to know
about that. Oh, no, I don't want to know

about it.

Nobody wants to know about that.

All right, Joe.

I did it.

Did you?

Come on. What, do you think I'm crazy to
you?

Yeah, well, I'm not that crazy.

There's someone heading our way, and I
want you to dissuade him. I don't know

I want to do that.

Baby, baby, listen, you're my man.

I've gone all the way with you.

Come now.

Spider, going back to Wentworth. Can we
give you a lift? Come on in.

Any of you young fellas drive a van, a
brown one?

I keep seeing it. It's him. It's a fella
with a brown van.

I reckon he's one of your lot.

A fireman.

Curly, you're not a bad bloke.

But if ever I hear you say anything like
that again, you're a dead bloke. Do you

understand that?

I'm right, aren't I, Spider?

Spider? Aren't I?

I'd like to see some of your lists of
dates and times, records of rainfall,

daily temperature, rain and wind, cloud
cover, and perhaps bushfire activity.

I study that kind of thing.

Most impressive.

Hello, George.

If I could persuade my wife to get into
an airplane, we could come here for a

holiday.

Better than Bogner, Regis.

I've found out a few things.

I've checked all the records that date
back to the recent series of fires.

That's to say, taking into account only
the ones that were suspected of having

been deliberately lit.

And a pattern seems to be emerging.

The fires start close by a main highway.

My second fact is that they are first
sighted...

between 12 noon and 2 p .m. And finally,
our chap lights all his fires on a

Sunday. Now, you and I know that only
one Sunday remains between now and the

year, and that's Christmas Day.

Christmas Day.

Uh -huh.

You need your help.

I think you need my help, too. Yeah?

We got an arsonist in the loose up here.
We know that.

You know what's the habit?

Start the fires on Sunday.

Christmas is Sunday.

Hello?

Somebody's gonna start a fire this
Sunday and try to burn my hotel down.

I just put him out pure and simple.

I don't know how to prevent him.

Howard, the fact that you're a partner
of a union plate in one venture does not

make you an accomplice to any... Keep an
eye on it. ...to any fraction of the

law. Your liability is limited to what
you do or condone being done for you.

Now, in short, as lawyers...

I feel that the less you know, the
better.

I can't pretend nothing's going on,
Clive. Hey, Lance, how long?

About five minutes.

Why do you think something's going on
anyway? Well, if hardly something's

on, Clive, the lady said as much. No.

What the hell's the difference?

Look, Howie, look, you run the risk of
making a party to something you don't

even understand.

Until someone starts making accusations
against you, you'll be a fool to start

volunteering them yourself.

That's pretty close to what Ginny and
Fanny tells me.

Look Howard, all the way out here...
He's a long way back. Better get

That's not possible.

It's water.

I don't believe we've been properly
introduced.

I can't seem to...

Thank you very much.

We were driving down a place called...
Aha!

Still breathing, huh? I heard.

You got anything on this?

No, just this brown van that Curly keeps
talking about.

No man, no description of the guy? No,
just a vague shape.

Is there a Mrs. Anderson?

Yes, indeed.

Beautiful lady, too, George.

Unfortunately, it's an old familiar
story.

I returned from a tour of duty to be
presented with the backsides of my

countryman, Bill, from Internal Revenue.

A beautiful baby girl on the side of my
wife. You can see the front door.

You're still young.

Well, my life went into a holding
pattern while I got to know Maggie.

Tried several times unsuccessfully to
get back into the construction business.

So I migrated here.

I had bought this site on one of the
trips here. We used to resupply.

And that brings us pretty much up to
date, George.

Why here?

Well, I think a man can dream here and
still fulfill his dreams.

Be it in my case, perhaps.

Can I let him?

My country cottage.

You like it, Howard?

George, George, George.

You can stay at my house. You'll be safe
there.

Nobody's going to be particularly safe.

Remember, Sunday begins at midnight, you
know.

I don't want our boy to feel a march on
us.

He may be an insomniac if that occurred
to you.

Anyway, I'm sure that he's not suffering
from an excessive sleep.

You all just make yourself very humble,
aren't you?

Much obliged, chump.

This is home.

It's the same, baby.

It's your papa.

It's your papa.

Oh, thank you very much. You're very
kind. You're welcome.

Australian champagne, just when I was
getting to like the beer. George, I'd

you to meet my daughter Maggie.

Daddy, what's worrying you?

The hotel, isn't it?

I run into business with these people
with my eyes open.

Told myself it didn't matter if they cut
corners as long as I didn't have to.

Keep telling yourself that as soon as
your turn.

But then...

Well, the long and short of

it is...

I'm not even halfway finished with the
thing. Really? Yeah. He's got lots of

problems. What sort of problems? Ah,
material, people, contracts, deception.

How can you stop that?

Well, you can't even spot it, mate. You
can't even spot it. Somebody who's too

secret, too quiet.

Or if they joke or laugh too loud
sometimes. No, no, no. The essence of

deception is the truth. It's the plain
and simple truth. It's the only way.

Yeah, well, because nobody ever believed
you.

Come on, give me a kiss.

Who's going to say grace?

Grace!

I remember when I was little, we used to
talk about God.

Yes, I did, but you were never... God?

God, it's not from the pot.

What's your problem, Steve?

Hello, Christmas.

Goodwill and a little trust.

Jack.

What are you doing?

Dancing.

Dancing? I thought you were in the
recording business. You were an engineer

something like that?

No, I like to dance.

Look at me.

How do you see me?

Lava. Why do you say that? What do you
mean? You're like fire.

Who's being silly?

I was being silly.

You're paranoid.

What's the sign?

Well, I think they're very beautiful.

What's it do for money?

Make a scene of music.

Guess he doesn't have any.

What about family?

You see, what it amounts to is a
question of what sort of a legacy

is to be passed on.

My generation, the old guard, what's
left of it, we inherited a world that

needed to be rebuilt after two world
wars.

He went to work with gusto.

Achieving, building, hoarding.

plundering, and all the time keeping it
close within our grasp.

And your lot, our children, looked at
our record and you said, phew, that's

for us.

You were generous, egalitarian,
thoughtful,

and you tried, as best you could, to
salvage the planet.

But then, when your children looked to
you for guidance,

Instead of parents, they're firm pals.

They must secure compassion for
weakness, your generosity for

For them.

If it feels good, do it. If it's there,
take it.

If it gets in the way, burn it.

Hence our ultimate.

Merry Christmas, Howard Merry Christmas,
George

Well,

I think they're very beautiful.

It's him.

It's him, the boy, Steve.

I know that. I saw him yesterday.

Jesus, man, why didn't you tell me?

It's still a question of trusting you,
old boy.

Can we get it up?

Are you satisfied?

What's this?

Bad luck, Anderson.

I thought they might have let you build
it.

Oh, my God.

God.