Original subtitles

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!

(PEOPLE GASP)

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!

(COUGHS)

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. (KISSES)

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. - (BABY GRIZZLES)

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.

ANNIE: 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.

(MUSIC PLAYS)

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?

(SIGHS)

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? - (SCOFFS)

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...

(MEN LAUGH)

...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.

(CHUCKLES)

(CLATTER)

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.

- STANLEY: 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.

(SHOUTS OF AGREEMENT)

- Justice for us mob. - Yes!

That's right.

Yes.

(MUSIC PLAYS IN CAR)

♪ 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.

(MUSIC OFF)

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

(MUSIC ON)

(MUSIC OFF)

(MUSIC ON)

(MUSIC OFF)

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!

(LIVELY MUSIC PLAYS)

♪ 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!

(CHEERING)

Settle down, boys and girls,

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

(CHEERING)

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?

ALL: 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. - (CHEERING)

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.

(CHEERING)

(GROANS)

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...

- (SOUNDTRACK FADES) - 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.

(EXHALES)

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.

(GROANS)

(SLITHERING)

Ohh!

Agh!

(GASPS)

(GROANS)

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.

(GROANS)

- All right? - Yeah.

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

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.

(GROANS)

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.

(FOOTSTEPS)

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 WINCES)

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.

(MARY CRIES)

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.

(TELEPHONE DIAL TURNS)

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.

(MUSIC AND CHATTER)

(WHISPERS)

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! - (GLASS SMASHES)

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?

- (MARY CRIES) - 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.