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[animal cackling in distance]

-[insect buzzing] -[wings fluttering]

[insect buzzing]

[rousing instrumental music playing]

[engine revving]

I've got it. Golf!

What?

I don't even know how to play golf?

It's easy. You just try and get the ball in the hole

with the least number of tries. Go left here.

[tires screeching]

Then the way they drive around in those fairy-looking buggies.

Slow down. There's a tee up ahead.

It's because you play 18 holes.

The courses are so big, it takes ages to get

to the next one, so they use the buggies.

Sounds fucked.

We got company.

[man cackling]

Well, it's Scottish. Punch it!

[cackling continues]

All right, there's a fork up ahead.

Bridge, building, or swamp?

Your decision. Make it fast.

Umm...

Come on. Left or right?

Let's just say a smart man would go left.

Your call.

[engine revving]

Punch it, Buzz.

[cackling continues]

[man] Yeah-hoo!

Yeah! [cackles]

l[announcer] Coming around onto the final strike,

we have our leading contestants.

The Rovers in the lead

followed closely by the Booth brothers.

Yeah!

[crowd cheering]

[burps]

All right, we got this one in the bag.

Just be smart about the hill climb.

[engines revving]

He'll take the Giggler, so we'll take the Gooch.

-No, Gooch. I said "Gooch." -I heard you. Guillotine.

Buzz, what the fuck are you doing?

-Trust me! -Aah!

[announcer] The Rovers are going for the Guillotine.

We all know that Buzz can't resist a challenge.

[Buzz] Don't forget to breathe.

Don't fuck this up!

[chuckles]

[cackling]

[engine revving]

[announcer] Here we are at the final challenge.

If the Rovers complete the Guillotine,

they'll collect 20 bonus points to win the dash.

But to do that, they've got to get over the perilous Razor blade.

[chuckles]

[engine revving, tires squealing]

l[Man] Get that winch there, bloke. [continues indistinctly]

Shit!

Buzz, don't do it. Take it slow.

Come on.

Fuck it.

[tires screeching]

-[metallic creaking] -Buzz!

[gasps]

Buzz?

[cackling]

Buzz?

Buzz, mate, you all right?

Buzz, talk to me.

Yeah, I'm fine.

[sighs in relief]

Thank Christ for that.

[cheering]

[whooping, whistling]

[horn tooting]

This year's winners of the annual Huntville dash,

returning champion Richard and Travis Booth.

-[man laughing] -Oh, Christ!

[Buzz groaning]

[Buzz] Oh, shit.

Are you all right?

Yeah.

[indistinct]

Hundred percent?

Yeah, I'm fine.

-Good. -[grunts]

Prick!

[both grunting]

Hey, hey, hey, what's going on?

What's your problem? You weren't even in the truck.

Buzz, are you all right?

I'm fine until this prick cold-cocks me for no reason.

All right for you. You didn't have to dodge

the world's first fucking flying vehicle.

I'll make it up to you on Mother's Day, okay?

[Abe] Make it up to you on Mother's Day right now.

[both shouting]

[announcer] Folks, it looks like we've got another case

of history repeating itself here.

Just like last year, Buzz and his navigator

are having a domestic.

[all laughing]

[grunting]

What do I owe you, Abe?

Buzz, fuck off.

[Buzz] What do I owe you?

Are we seriously doing this shit again?

Say it. Say it!

-[softly] Nothing. -[Buzz] What's that?

You owe me nothing.

[grunting]

[both panting]

So, what now then?

No prize money, no fuel.

Guess you're staying here after all.

Supposed to be there Monday or they'll get someone else.

The Ranger's coming for you, Buzz.

City or not, he'll catch up with you.

Do you really wanna be driving around the city all day,

delivering packages to suits?

[Buzz] You really gonna stay out here?

Bumming odd jobs off farmers and miners?

[groans]

Living off baked beans and roadkill?

[Abe] That was the dream, wasn't it?

Dreams change, Abe.

[grunting]

Bed, hot meal, steady paycheck.

That's all that matters.

If you're smart, you'll be coming with me.

[thumping]

[Abe] So, you catching the train then?

I'll figure it out.

[country rock music playing]

[indistinct chattering]

[Newswoman] Big business versus the environment,

a battle raging since the dawn of the industrial age.

Whatever side of the issue you may be on,

one thing's for sure, this philosophical disagreement

has in the past few months turned to all-out war.

Just last year, a group calling itself "Apocalypto"

claimed responsibility for an explosion

at the Madsen Coal Mine in Chile.

We are happy to come to the table.

We've been adapting to new regulations

and new information as soon as it comes to life.

All evidence suggests that Madsen may be true to his word

with the mining giant recently signing

the controversial Oasis Pact.

Oasis is committed to perfecting sustainable mining practices.

And Madsen Mineral, by signing our pact,

shows that they're serious

about sustainable future for their company.

Madsen is currently in Australia to oversee the initial blasting

of his most ambitious project yet,

the controversial Mamuya West Gold Mine.

Security has been ramped up to unprecedented levels

We are not gonna take any chances.

We welcome honest debate.

But we're not gonna be dictated to

by misinformed radicals and terrorists.

Now, there are two points that I'd like to make...

You want another one?

Sure.

[TV continues, indistinct]

That guy...

you know him?

Hmm.

He's not from around here.

He's a Rover.

-Heard him called Buzz. -A Rover?

You've not heard of Rovers then?

You ever been driving along...

seen a track leading off the highway?

Most of those tracks probably don't lead anywhere

but a dead end.

But you pick the right one...

maybe it'll keep going.

Maybe you'll end up in the middle of nowhere

far from the cares of civilized men.

Maybe you'll end up in Rover territory.

Where the only rule of law is by the barrel of a gun.

Maybe you won't come back.

They dangerous?

Bunch of dickheads.

[people chattering]

Oi, check this one out.

Yeah, right. You gonna show her how dirty things get out in the country, eh?

[chuckling] No, she's city.

Ah, that's nothing you can't handle, mate.

What was the name of that chick that you grubbed in Alice Springs?

No, not Alice Springs. I mean "city" city.

What's more city than Alice Springs?

You're not thinking Bathurst, are you?

No, not fucking Bathurst.

Like Wagga Wagga, maybe.

Shit. You reckon?

Hey there. You're, uh, Buzz, right?

The, uh, the Rover?

-G'day. -I'm Eric.

Do you, uh, do you have a minute?

Busy as a cat burying shit right now, mate.

Great! I've been speaking to some locals.

They said you wouldn't pull a U-turn

even if it meant driving straight off a cliff.

Fair thinking.

I'm thinking you might be

just the kind of guy we need.

[Buzz] True.

Sorry, are you, uh... Are you mocking me?

Uh, don't mean to be rude, I honestly can't tell.

Cut to the chase, Eric.

Great. Now we're talking.

Uh, we hired an SUV.

But from what I've heard, we'd be mad

to go out west without a guide.

Forget it, buddy.

Shipping out Friday.

Try the Booth brothers.

What if we cut through Mamuya Valley?

You're joking, right?

Sorry, was I...

talking to the wrong locals or...

do I have the wrong Rover?

Mamuya Valley is 200 klicks of nothing but jungle and cliffs.

You can drive around it, you can fly over it.

If you want, I'll lend you my shovel,

and you can dig your way under it.

But no one is going through it.

Somebody already did.

This is a map of an old service track

used by a 19th century mining company.

See this trail here?

It leads straight into the western valley.

Trail that old will be overgrown by now.

Hard to get a rig through.

Not even with a little determination?

Maybe with a lot of determination?

Which makes me wonder, Eric?

What is it you're so determined to find in Mamuya?

And how determined are you to make me help you get there?

What do you know about Stray's Gold?

[laughs]

I got to get back to it, buddy.

Thomas "The Stray" Farrell,

executed during the gold rushes of the 19th century

for the theft of 200 pounds

of pure gold nuggets.

A haul which he'd buried that was never found.

His partner, Lawson,

drew a map to the location of the gold.

But Lawson was shot,

and the map lost for good.

And Stray's mind which was claimed by Guinness,

then through by the sun.

Only one clue remains.

A symbol.

Senseless but to the mind of a madman.

Before he succumbed to the drink,

this Stray was said to whisper...

"He pays for his deeds...

[insects buzzing]

and follows where it leads."

No Rover in the territory who hasn't heard that story, mate.

Me and Abe must have been to every corner of this country

looking for that gold.

Now, main guys like you come around asking about it.

That's the difference between you and me.

You're looking for an adventure.

I'm looking for a way out of one.

Best of luck, Eric.

Just one more thing.

Lawson, Stray's partner.

Before he was a miner, he was a convict.

He arrived on the HMS Blackpool

-in 1834. -So what?

So he signed a copy of the ship's register.

I have one here.

I know what Lawson's signature looks like.

Well then...

you'll recognize it here too.

[Eric] The Lawson Map.

The missing key to Stray's Gold.

Determination enough for you?

If this map is the real deal,

we split it 50-50 between you and me.

My friend, I apologize if I haven't been clear.

I'm not interested in the gold.

My quest isn't for riches.

All right.

why the hell would you want to go in the middle of nowhere?

Let me show you.

Okay, so remember it's not finished yet.

Well, it's nowhere near finished,

but you get the idea.

[rousing music playing on laptop]

[explosions]

[Eric] What if I told you that progress isn't the solution.

What if I told you that progress is the pollution.

Is he wearing makeup?

Imagine we're slowly soaked up by the sun,

forever forgetting we began here as one.

Humanity's hope lies in action, not words.

Often this means defying the herds.

So forget about the media,

set to bolster your fears

and let us tell you a truth

that may bring you to tears.

[Tom] BP paid a sum, we called it a fine.

But money won't fix what is lost for all time.

[Skye] The Amazon, so beautiful. Nature...

So this is all just ripped from YouTube.

I'm trying to get my hands on some HD versions.

Now listen closely, friends. This part you can't forget.

Madsen Minerals knows not the meaning of regret.

This valley so pristine...

Okay, this is what we're here for.

At exactly 12 p.m. on Tuesday,

Madsen will break ground on their new mining operation

in Mamuya Valley.

They've offered media passes

to all the news outlets,

but what we wanna do

is come in from the west

and capture what they don't want people to see.

Madsen Minerals have the worst environmental disaster record

of all the mining companies.

They've had that Tony Buxton shill

on the news for weeks pimping their sustainable practices.

But it's just a bunch of bull.

We're gonna expose the shit out of them.

Yeah, but how can you write your story if you don't have your footage yet?

We won't know what we're gonna get until we get there,

but we'll figure something out.

Hopefully, there'll be some dead birds

or something.

Dead birds are gold dust.

[Skye on computer] Worry not, my friends,

of a future dark and strange.

For there is hope for us all

a hope we call change.

[rousing music ends]

Well, Abe, I think you know what to say.

Fuck this and have a nice day.

-[Scraps] Abey-Baby. -[Buzz] Nailed it.

I-I know the graphics look like shit, but I can fix that.

Buzz, we're not interested in the gold.

That's for you guys.

Our passion is the film.

But it's all for nothing if we don't get there in time.

So what do you say?

All right, Eric.

This is a business agreement.

All right? You have something I need.

I can take you where you need to go.

Don't think for a second...

I'm signing up to your little crusade.

[Abe] All right, Scraps, start her up.

And you cover the fuel. These trucks are thirsty.

Not like your mum's Mazda.

-Yeah. -Be back here at 6:00.

-Winch up! Winch up! -We leave at first light.

-[Eric] What about your truck? -Keep going. Keep going.

Slowly.

All right, she's about to go. All right.

[thud, metal clanking]

Good job!

What about it?

If someone sees us, word will be out,

and the Ranger will be on our asses in two hours flat.

It won't matter as long as we get to the gold first.

Stray's Gold.

The bull that keeps on shitting.

[Scraps] Hey, who's this Ranger you keep talking about?

-[Buzz] A bounty hunter. -[Scraps] A bounty hunter.

So what?

We outran Jeff Barrington.

We sure as hell sent the Ferguson brothers packing.

That was just embarrassing.

I mean, who's dumb enough to mess with us out here.

Do you know what happened to Old Jet?

Just two weeks ago, they found that...

Defender of his parked by the river.

From what I hear,

they were finding pieces of him for two straight days.

What the dingos didn't get, they buried in a plastic bag.

No traces of what happened, no tracks leading away.

That's the mark of the Ranger: no marks.

Just blood.

Who does he work for?

Any man with the balls big enough to ask...

and pockets deep enough to pay.

And he's worth every cent.

Never let a man go he was paid to keep,

you can be sure of that.

Knowing that the Ranger's out there,

knowing that you could be his next job...

keeps us Rovers honest.

I'll get the money, Abe.

With Stray's Gold, I can pay off every cent I owe.

And if you don't?

If it's not out there?

My problems are just that. Mine.

Gold or no gold, this will be our last ride together.

The Ranger's business is with me.

We can help you, Buzz.

If you let us.

We owe you that.

You don't owe me anything.

It goes both ways.

[engine revving]

♪ ♪

I'd have thought it'd have been easier to take the freeway,

at least to, uh, Mackie's Leap.

I hate freeways.

Why?

Too easy.

Abe, you and Scraps go over, squeeze out that way.

If there was a track here, it should stand out like dog's balls.

Do you have as much trouble understanding them as I do?

I get about 50-50.

And don't piss about, do you hear?

What does it look like we're doing, swapping undies?

-[indistinct chatter] -Get rooted, you fruitcake.

Maybe more like 30 percent.

[Scraps] Abe, baby! [continues indistinctly]

[chuckles]

What?

Don't give me that look.

What look?

-You're seriously turning red, you know that? -Yeah, well, it's...

Tori, can you please stop being so afraid of your sexuality.

What does that even mean?

What, you think their faces turn red when they stare at your ass?

-No, but-- -Don't!

Don't even say it, "But they're guys."

The license of privilege that they take--

Is the one that we've given them.

-Exactly. -I know.

[bird cawing]

[Buzz] There's the track.

Well, I guess that's that.

No way we're getting through this, right?

-[sighs] -We'll see.

I hope you know this isn't by choice, okay?

Apparently, things are about to get rough,

and Abe's eardrums can't take any screaming.

Oh, don't worry.

There's not a track out here

Buzz can't find a way through.

If you really can't handle something,

I'll stop and let you out, but for everything else...

the "oh shit bar" will be your best friend, all right.

Why do they call it that?

[Skye] Oh shit!

[screams]

Everything all right back there?

Just showing her good time, boys. You know how it is.

-[both chuckle] -[Skye screaming]

[Buzz over radio] We got one, boys. Hanging off the track.

Just watch your snorkels.

[Abe] Don't stop! Go!

You bloody lost it!

-Going for a ride. -See ya.

Yee-haw!

That's right!

That's it. Give it to it. Punch it.

Punch it, like you stole it.

Yep. That's it. Good.

[Buzz] All right. Bring them up.

All right. Ready?

[engine revving]

-[Skye] Scraps, what are you doing? -Just taking us for a dip, luv.

[Skye] Oh, my God! We're gonna die!

[Skye gasping] Oh my God!

-[Skye] Scraps, what are you doing? -[Scraps laughing]

Hey... you're the ladies' man.

You got any tips for softening up tits-on-a-hole over there?

Handbrake.

What does that mean?

-Handbrake. -[Skye] What? Oh my God!

-Oh, bugger me! -[Skye screaming]

♪ ♪

[owl hooting]

You were in Afghanistan.

Private Montabello.

Did you see much action out there?

Action? Yeah, that's one word for it.

-I'll never forget it. -[Buzz] Don't listen to him.

He spent three weeks drinking margaritas

-by a pool in an abandoned hotel. -[chuckling]

We mostly drank beers.

Well, we still appreciate your service.

Thanks.

against a third world country in the name of an imperialistic regime.

The army are just pawns in a complex game,

and you weren't to know.

Thanks again.

So what about you? What's your story?

Which story you wanna hear?

Where were you born?

[Abe and Scraps] As the story was to tell.

What does that even mean?

Rover territories are haven.

Clean slate for every screw-up, mongrel, and misfit

who wants to prove himself.

Come out here, you lose yourself, name and all.

Wait, so you don't know your real names?

And your friends?

The only people we use are the people we can profit from.

Abe and Scraps, they don't exist back in the real world.

And who they were before don't exist here.

All I need to know is they're useful blokes.

Friends... couldn't tell you the meaning of the word.

All right. I reckon these bastards are good to go.

How do you guys take your steak?

It's all right, thank you, Scraps.

We, uh, we brought our own.

You brought your own?

What could be better than steak? You guys got chops or something?

[chuckles] No.

-Actually, we're, uh-- -Yeah, we're vegans.

-[bird of prey shrieks] -You're joking.

[Abe] All of you? All of you are vegans?

Oh, well, I'm actually a raw vegan.

I don't eat anything cooked above a 118 degrees Fahrenheit.

Oh, there's no meat in this. It's nothing but beaks, lips, and hooves.

Thank you, Scraps. We, uh, we brought out own.

Organic, non-GMO.

Organic? What's that got to do with it? Eh?

Excuse me. That has everything to do with it.

Don't you guys know that that's the problem with everything these days.

It's all just a bunch of artificial, mass-produced, chemical slop.

Look, we, uh, don't condemn people for their beliefs.

We just made personal decisions not to be, uh,

barbaric and primitive.

Speaking of which.

Aye, there it is.

This... you wouldn't have heard of.

passed down from my family through generations.

Yeah, it will put hair on your chest.

Big boy cup.

[Buzz] Want some, mate?

Sure.

Well, what about us?

I'm sorry, you want a go at Red Dirt?

[Rovers laughing]

And why not?

Well, this is what they call high-performance lubrication.

It's, uh, rated for approved vehicles only.

[chuckles] Approved by what, odorousness?

It's okay, I don't want one.

[sighs] No, Tori, you only think you don't want one.

Because now they have conditioned us to think that we don't want any.

So, actually, no, we'll both take one.

Thank you.

-Are you sure? -Am I sure?

-He asked you. -And I'm asking you.

Okay, well, do you want one or not?

Uh...

It's a yes or no question, Tori.

Okay. Yes.

You don't have to.

He says I don't have to.

Oh, my God.

Wow.

Yeah, she's a work in progress.

We could be here all night.

Just give me the damn drinks.

Don't say we didn't warn you.

[owl hooting]

Well, I'll see you all tomorrow.

[chuckles]

[rock music playing]

Here we are, mate. Cheers.

-What can I get you? -[man] Can I get a beer, thanks.

[crowd oohing]

Cheat. Don't be cheating.

-I'm out. -Ah! Huh!

Spinner!

-[laughing] -Here you are.

Shit.

Jack! Three wise men and a turkey!

-[gasps] -[glass shatters]

Now!

[screaming]

[clattering]

Shit!

[low growl]

[door opens]

[growls]

[slams glass on table]

[grunts]

[Scraps] That's what they called him.

No one knew for sure what his name was.

Hardly anyone could even say if they saw his face.

But he was out here.

Living off the land.

Always on the move.

Working here and there but a slave to no one.

And that's where it all started.

The Wild Dog was the first of the Rovers.

[Tom] What happened to him?

Well, he'd be an old man by now.

And the territory out here is rough as fucking guts,

I mean, even for a tight crew like us.

But...

I'd still like to think that he's out here somewhere,

having a new adventure everyday.

At home in the wind, right, Buzz?

At home in the wind.

[Tori] Maybe you should lay on your side.

[Skye groaning] Oh my God.

Will you be all right for a while?

[Skye] Thousands of years of patriarchy.

Mate, I had a really good time tonight, but...

sometimes too much of a good thing can be a bad thing.

I think we should just pump the brakes, and...

I'll see you tomorrow.

Hey, Scraps, right?

Well, hello.

It talks.

Yeah. Uh... where's the ladies'?

Oh! Yeah, it's, um...

It's just down the hallway and to the left.

If you fall off a cliff, you've gone too far.

[chuckles]

There is no bathroom, is there?

No, but if you hurry,

you'll be the first to use the spade.

Awesome.

Enjoy.

Well, we can't keep flooding our bodies with these poisons

that these corporations have brainwashed us into thinking we need.

I mean, if only everyone would just wake up and realize

that we don't need medicine.

I mean, nature provided all we need to survive.

Well, I think that's bedtime for me.

[Eric] You'd know all about that, wouldn't you, Buzz?

I mean, out here, you just depend on nature's generosity.

Sure. Whatever.

No?

See, the thing is...

I've been around nature plenty.

It's not just roses and waterfalls.

Nature hurts.

And it smells.

And it's not given to sympathy.

So...

you say nature provides all we need to survive,

and that's a joke.

It's nature, mate.

That's the very thing that's trying to kill you.

[chuckles]

I get it.

You think we're naive.

That's fine.

But you know what?

We're a part of something.

Something bigger than ourselves.

And deep down, I think that's what everybody wants.

Even you.

Just you wait.

One day, you'll find your cause.

Every man needs something to fight for.

[sighs] Right.

What's next?

[sighs]

[birds chortling, whistling]

Morning.

It's amazing.

Like something out of a dream.

I'm reminded that the dream's over.

Back to work, huh?

That's it.

How long have you been out here?

I spent four years and made it on my own.

There was only a few of us back then, but...

One day, I found a guy left for dead in a ditch by some Raiders.

They'd taken his truck.

Figured it'd be useful having someone owe me a favor, so...

helped him get his truck back.

We've been owing each other favors for about six years now.

So, ten years.

What made you leave?

Come on, just a tidbit.

A glance behind the mystique.

The mystique, huh?

Well, maybe there is no story.

Maybe I just refused to drive the road set down for me.

How do you know you're not carving a road to nowhere?

No role on a road to nowhere.

I just prefer not to take the highway.

Once I get my hands on Stray's Gold,

once I clear my debts...

then I can do it all my way.

Then what?

I'm taking suggestions for a good hobby.

I don't believe you.

If all you wanted was money, you would have been a banker.

But that was the highway.

You like the backroads.

[Skye] Oh, my God. Tori!

[Tori] Well, back to work.

[sighs]

[bird shrieking in distance]

This is where we started, Mamuya East.

From there it's about 200 klicks

where the mine's supposed to be.

Here.

So where are we?

So we're nearly there.

We're on schedule.

We'll see.

[Eric] What do you mean?

That's what I mean.

I'm gonna walk it. You coming up.

Since when is scouting a two-man job?

Let me say that again,

you're coming up.

-If you say so. -No, no. Don't. Buzz!

Shit! Get the air dampener!

-Yeah! Fuck yeah! -That's insane.

I've got a bad feeling about this!

♪ ♪

[Eric] Oh!

[Eric groans]

That's not good.

-Is it in gear? -[Buzz] Of course it's in fucking gear.

You blew a tire.

Aw, gee, you think?

-You know what? -[Buzz] What?

Not worth it. Just stay here.

I have to pee.

[rumbling in distance]

Buzz!

Think you better get up here!

-[twigs snapping] -[gasps]

[brush rustling]

[chuckles]

[wings fluttering]

[bird squawking]

[exhaling forcefully]

[distant rumbling]

How far do you think?

Maybe ten klicks.

[Abe] It's him, isn't it?

[Buzz] There's no one else it could be.

We've got to get going. What's the problem?

It's the Ranger.

-The who? -He's a bounty hunter.

We got two options: outrun him or pay him off.

Or outrun him long enough to pay him off.

The gold?

If we can stay in front.

Scraps, how long to repair the tire?

-Ten minutes. -You got five.

Hold it! Hold it! Hold it! Hold it! Hold it!

I'll get the jack.

Toolbox.

[grunting]

Oh, the bastard's cross-threaded.

Come on!

Shit. Reverse the pin.

Abe, Phillips head screwdriver.

[grunting] She's coming! She's coming! She's...

[metallic creaking]

All right! Fourth one's loose!

Last one.

Go ahead! Back her up!

-All right. -[grunting]

Buzz, it's shifting. Get yourself up against it, mate.

[Scraps] Almost there. All right, it's off.

-Don't pretend it's easy. Get in here! -All right, now.

Where's Skye?

I don't know.

She was here a minute ago.

Oh, fuck.

Skye!

[Tom] Skye!

[Tori] Skye!

-Abe, how long we got? -You said you saw her.

-[Abe] Forty-five! -[Eric] She was here a minute ago.

[Buzz] Forty-five seconds. Come on!

Skye!

[grunting]

-All right, 30 seconds, come on. -[grunts] There!

[Buzz] All right. Tighten 'em up and let's move it!

-[Tori] Skye! -All right, that's it.

Let's move!

The rest of you, follow me up the hill now!

-Come on. Let's go! -Skye!

[all shouting]

Skye!

[Abe] Bring her right up!

Hold it there!

-Got the controller? -Yeah.

[Abe] Power up!

[birds cawing]

[growls]

[breathing heavily]

[air hissing]

Stand clear! Winch it!

Yep. Yep.

[Abe] All right, she's about to flip.

[engine starts]

[engine revving]

[engine growls]

[Abe] Keep it going.

Come on!

[grunts, growls]

[engine rumbles]

[engine yowls]

Shit.

[Abe] Buzz, what are you doing? Let's go.

No way. No way he gets over that.

Not without a winch point.

Come on. Come on, you old bastard.

Damn it!

All right, get in the truck!

Everybody, get in the tray! Find something to hold on to!

Scraps, what are you waiting for! Come on!

Go!

Scraps!

Come on, you bastard. Come on!

-Hold on. -[shrieks]

[grunting]

-What are you doing? -Tourist drive.

Jesus!

[Scraps, distant] Skye!

[groans softly]

[Scraps, voice echoing] Hey, Skye!

[voice echoing] Skye!

Are you okay?

Okay.

Up we... get!

Well, this is lovely and all, but what's the plan?

-[Buzz] There. -[Abe] What?

[tires screeching]

[groaning]

Quick, quick, quick, quick, quick. He'll be right on us.

[engine roaring]

[Abe] Go!

Where are you going? Scraps is back that way.

He'll be expecting that.

Wanna get one step ahead.

[growls]

[panting] Okay...

Let's get rid of that.

Hey, Skye. Hey!

-Look at me. -[snapping fingers]

You have to stay awake. Skye!

-[slaps] -[Skye gasps]

-What happened? -It's okay.

-Where are the others? -[shushing]

[whispering] You have to be quiet.

Don't tell me to keep quiet. I asked you a question.

He's gonna come back for us, okay.

If Buzz escapes, he's gonna come back for us.

Who will come back for us?

The Ranger.

I want Tori.

-Where is Tori? -She's with the others.

Okay, let's go find the others.

Skye, stop.

What, you think I can't navigate

my way through a few ferns.

Oh, let me guess.

You have a superior sense of direction.

-Skye. -What?

Shut... up.

Why is this happening? Where are the others?

Why does my face hurt so much?

It's okay, okay? We-We'll stay to the forest.

We-We'll stay low and stay quiet.

Yeah, but what if he comes back for us.

That's right. Buzz will come back for us.

No, the Ranger. You said he'll come back for us.

Okay, well, look.

Why don't you think about happy thoughts, you know,

like, happy thoughts like thinking about things you like

and what kind of movies do you like, you know.

You make them, don't you? You're, like, talented and shit.

Yeah, I've made a few.

What were they about?

Well, there was this one called "Float."

It's about a cloud.

A cloud.

Like a "cloud" cloud. Like, in the...

Lets you fly...

So what does it do?

Nothing, it just floated there.

For 30 minutes.

Yeah, but does it rain or something?

It's not some Hollywood action film, okay.

It's an observational piece.

I love clouds.

They're so careless and light.

Just floating.

But this one cloud, it starts to drift away from the other clouds.

So slowly that you'd barely notice

if you weren't really paying attention.

And... it was kind of sad,

you know, this one cloud...

just drifting all the way by itself.

[sighs] I know it's stupid.

This cloud, was it big?

Was it bigger than the other clouds?

Yeah, I guess.

Do you think that maybe...

the cloud felt like it was dragging

the other clouds down, like...

maybe it was too big and slow?

Maybe it felt like it wasn't good enough for the other clouds?

What the fuck are you talking about? It's a cloud.

-[engine rumbling] -Right.

[Skye gasps]

Okay, we gotta get away from the road.

Go! Go, go, go go! Go, go!

How did it go?

[Abe] Cleared the tracks. Covered the entryway.

It will do for now.

We better be out at first light.

[Tori] First light? What about Skye?

You're gonna leave them out here with that psychopath?

That's our man out there too, mate. We don't have a choice.

Our best bet is to lie low for the night. Make a run for it in the morning.

It's a long way back. Wouldn't want to miss our deadline.

-If we punch it, we can get there by mid-afternoon. -Unacceptable.

We need to be there by noon,

not a minute later, or this has all been for nothing.

What if we do leave them?

What?

They've got provisions in the trucks,

and Scraps knows the forest, right?

We'll be back here in 36 hours.

Tell me they can't survive 36 hours

and I'll drop it right now.

They won't survive 36 seconds against the Ranger.

You said it yourself. The Ranger's after Buzz.

The further we go, the more distance between them and the Ranger.

What's so important about getting there at 12:00?

The blasting's at 12:00.

It's the most important piece of the footage.

It's gonna be hard to get footage when your camera

is back up the hill in the cruiser.

Not to mention the fact you're missing your director.

Give me your phone. Phone.

Cameraphone. And Skye...

she'd want this more than anything.

Now, come on. We are this close.

Let's not go back now.

I say we take a vote.

I vote that at first light,

we make our way to the mine,

we get the footage we need,

and we're back here in 36 hours to pick up the others.

Two.

Well, we know what your vote is.

[clears throat]

Tori, what's yours?

Well, I can see both sides of the argument.

I mean, it would be a shame if all of this

was for nothing.

But then leaving Skye and Scraps to fend for themselves,

I don't think that I could ever forgive myself

if something were to happen to them.

So what's your vote, Tori?

You really gonna make me vote?

You're the tiebreaker.

But what if I'm wrong?

You won't be wrong if you just do what I say.

Come on, Tori. We don't have all bloody day.

Well, I don't want to be the tiebreaker,

and I vote not to be the tiebreaker.

You can't vote not to be the tiebreaker.

Fine. Then I vote not to vote.

-And I vote that voting is stupid. -I second that vote.

And I vote that everyone should just leave me alone!

[sighs]

-Well... -[Scraps] Okay,

we'll be safe on the other side,

until the others get back at least.

Yeah, and when will they get back?

Soon.

All right,

hop on.

What?

I'm gonna carry you across.

Why? Why would you carry me across?

-Well, because you're, um... -Because I'm...

-You know? -Apparently, I don't know.

-Well, I'm, uh... -Okay.

Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing?

Just like a man.

Think all women need to be carried.

You know, we have all the Ellen Ripleys and...

and Buffys and Joan Jetts gone?

Those are my role models.

I wasn't trying to make like a political statement or anything.

It just make bugger-all sense that we both get wet

when I could have carried you.

You don't understand.

I don't want you to carry me across.

All that would do is just reinforce

your idea of male domination--

[gasps] Oh, my God! What the fuck is that?

It's a stick.

It's called unconscious bias.

I'm not even aware of it.

-Oh. -Okay. Fine.

-I get it. -Don't pander to me.

God, you're such an asshole.

But you know what, it doesn't even matter.

Once I've fought and fucked and swear my way to freedom,

you're gonna realize that it's not us that needs you,

it's you that needs us.

I'm stuck.

I'm trying not to reinforce unconscious bias.

You don't have to be so stupid about it.

What about surfing?

Surfing?

Yeah, why not. It's free,

keeps you cool in the summer, you get to hang around chicks in bikinis.

We have to say something.

Devote you life to protesting combustion engines.

-Eric? -[Abe] 100 perfect organic.

Raw vegan food.

We have to do something.

-Transsexual bandits? -[laughs]

[Skye groans] Scraps?

Scraps?

[Skye panting]

[muffled scream]

[shushing]

[whispering] He's not in there.

But he's around.

What does he want with us? I thought he was after Buzz.

Buzz is a slippery tiger on the trails.

I want you to stay here.

When you hear that start...

you get in.

What? Are you fucking crazy?

[metal creaking, echoing]

Okay, what have we got here?

Come on, come on.

All right.

I am fucking crazy.

[engine turns over]

[revving]

Come on. On your horse. Gallop away.

[brakes squeak]

[growling]

[Skye] Come on. Come on.

[screaming]

[Skye] Come on. Come on. Drive faster.

Come on. Come on. Come on.

[growling, panting]

[birds chortling]

I'm sorry I didn't support your vote.

It's okay.

[Tori] It's just that I can see his face.

I know that I'll have to see him soon,

and I'm scared, Eric.

I know it's hard.

Doubt can be our worst enemy.

[footsteps approaching]

Is it him?

Is it the Ranger?

No.

[muffled scream]

[breathing softly]

[engine starts]

[Abe] Buzz!

Look, the valley slopes down into this trench.

Now unless there's a bridge,

the-the-the truck has to curve northeast

before it makes to the descent here.

So if we fan out north through this shit,

-we might be able to-- -Cut them off! Let's go!

[grunting]

I've got this.

How long?

[Tom] Three minutes.

I'm trying to decide whether I owe you

an apology or not.

On the one hand, I know you must be angry.

Scared even. And I do feel bad about that.

But on the other hand, I can't help but feel

I'm just as much of a victim as you are.

So I guess the question really is,

if I did apologize, would it even matter?

Huh? I wanna show you something.

[Eric] Victoria Madsen,

rich daughter of a powerful businessman

turned environmental activist.

I mean, if clichés could rule the world,

you'd be our messiah.

But they don't.

You know what rules the world, Tori?

A good story.

I used to think it was things like facts,

education, public discussion, intellectual debate.

But for every one fact, the corporations have three lies,

and no one has the education to tell the difference.

So we're standing here

watching the planet being destroyed before our eyes,

and we think what?

We should make a documentary?

The daughter of a billionaire mining magnate

destroys his latest creation.

Intrigue, family drama, human interest,

the media will lap it up.

Change starts with a good story.

And you, Tori,

are my story.

Now exactly four hours from now, your father plans to detonate

two million pounds of ammonium nitrate

under the surface of the Earth.

Stopping him won't make a difference, you know?

I'm not just going to stop him.

I'm gonna make him pay.

There's 200 million dollars' worth

of shiny new mining equipment

standing by in a compound.

Tom's gonna redirect the signal

from their charge to our explosives in the compound

Eric, people could get killed.

That would be awful.

The guilt would be almost too much to bear.

But that's what I'm saying...

I'm a victim here too.

All right, we're clear.

Let's go.

[panting]

There it is.

[Abe] Do you think we beat them?

[Buzz] We beat them all right.

You know what to do?

Perfect.

[grunting]

-[Tori] Look out! -Fuck!

[Eric] Shit.

Woo-hee!

[chuckles]

Good day, mate.

Impossible.

You can count me impressed, Buzz.

Lucky for us, Scraps turned up with a cruiser after you left.

Unlucky for you, Abe keeps a couple of rifles in the back.

Abe and Scraps have got you in their sights right now.

So...

this is how it's gonna go.

You're gonna stay right here.

We'll leave you some supplies.

You give us Tori and when we get some range,

we'll call a rescue chopper to come pick you up.

How gracious of you.

So I understand,

if we don't throw our arms up and surrender,

you're going to spray us with bullets?

-[Buzz] That's right. -[stone clinks]

[Eric] What about Tori?

You'd risk her life with that threat too?

No better shot in the world than Abe.

So Tori's okay then?

Safe and sound, right?

If you care about her, mate...

you'll let her go.

Right now.

[scoffs]

See...

there it is.

I'm curious.

If the boys do have the rifles,

that means you outnumber us.

You could have just pulled us over at the side of the road.

Would have been far simpler.

Well, what can I say,

I'm theatrical.

I can see that.

But I'm thinking this might be a one-man show.

-You see, I can't imagine how hard... -[knife clanking]

...it must have been for you to get here.

All that time and energy,

those bumps, bruises, cuts.

And all for what?

Someone else's gain.

This is a rescue mission.

There's a righteous man in there, Buzz.

I was right all along.

You and I aren't so different.

You really want to risk your life on that?

[Tom] We can get over this tree.

A bit of effort but, uh, it can be done.

[gasps]

Go back to looking after yourself.

It's what you do best, right?

[metal clanking]

-Tori! -Where are you going, babe?

[grunting]

[gunshots]

We're leaving. Now! Get in.

[engine starts]

Come on.

[Abe] Let me get this straight.

You lot are the same nutjobs

been blowing up mines all over the world the last few months?

[Tori] No, not Skye. She had nothing to do with it.

They just needed her for the cover story, and...

Well, they want to blame the whole thing on me, so...

You have to believe me.

Why you?

What's so special about you?

[sighs]

I am Daniel Madsen's daughter.

-Fuck! -[Abe] So,

Princess Jasmine hops on her flying carpet,

signs up with Captain Planet and the Planeteers

so she can stick the finger at Darth Vader, eh?

That doesn't make any sense.

[Buzz] All right, here's the situation.

We got no food,

no transport, no phone, no radio,

the nearest town's a thousand klicks away,

and the Ranger's hot on our heels.

-But... -But what?

I thought you were working your way up to something.

You know, like a plan. Didn't it sound like he was working his way up to something?

[Buzz] All right, here's the plan.

Part one: we're fucked.

End of plan.

[rumbling]

[growling]

What do we do?

Get ready to run.

[creaking]

♪ ♪

What the fuck?

[cougar growls]

♪ ♪

Right.

You two better kiss me real good later on.

[laughing]

Where are the others?

I don't even know where to start.

[bird cawing]

[panting]

[Tom] So what now?

We go ahead with the plan.

The plan was to pin the whole thing on Tori.

Without her, we're just a couple of assholes with pipe bombs.

We won't even make the blogosphere.

You can forget about prime time.

We were only going to make three pipe bombs, right?

But we have more ammonia.

How many bombs could you make and detonate at the same time?

Enough to level the place.

That wasn't the plan.

The plan... is to make Madsen pay.

Tori or no Tori, we didn't come all this way for nothing.

You with me?

I'm with you.

[Abe gasps] You're joking.

Makes you think, eh?

Maybe deep down, he's just a bloody normal bloke.

Maybe not.

[Abe] Found some.

-Find anything in here? -Nothing interesting.

We're not gonna last long without some food.

We have to make a move while we have light.

We have something for you.

We have to go after them.

Go after who?

Were you not listening to what I said before?

Oh, geez, it's never enough with you lot, is it?

I mean, who are the bad guys supposed to be here?

[Tori] It is not that simple.

-They have a two-hour headstart. -Hey!

Even if we did catch up with them,

Right now, you need to be thinking about food and water, nothing else.

Look, my father's company has done some terrible things,

and they have to pay for that one day,

but I don't think that my father's behind it all.

There's... There's this lobbyist Tony Buxton.

No, my father said that he had the Australian government

wrapped around his finger, and he...

He made exemptions and conditions or something.

Like what?

Like...

I don't know. He does stuff. He...

He lies about the effects of mining on the environment

so the public don't really understand what's happening.

What kinda lies?

Like toxic waste storage

and profits, corporate profits and...

I just... I...

-I don't like his face. -What?

I know he's bad, all right. He has this...

face.

And you don't like it.

No, I don't.

Noted.

But Abe's right. There's nothing we can do about that now.

But we're not going home either.

[both] What?

We're going after Stray's Gold.

Buzz. We got lucky. We got the upper hand for once.

Let's just take the rig and get the hell out of here.

And then what? I spend the next 20 years

driving rich pricks around the city.

No, mate.

I came roving for one reason:

Stray's Gold.

[Abe and Tori arguing over each other]

Shut up, the both of you!

[Tori] I see right through you, you know?

You'd be best to turn yourself around right now.

You act like you don't care, but the truth is,

you're just scared to take responsibility.

Responsibility for what exactly?

For everything.

Can't you see the world is falling apart?

That's the whole point, girlie. The world's going to shit no matter what.

Best we can do is hold on to some bargaining chips when it does.

-Don't do that. -What?

Try and distract me with that whole sexy,

lone-wolf, Australian shtick.

What?

You know what I mean?

-Shtick? -Don't...

do it.

Anyway, you choose to do it rough because you're afraid

that if you tried, you could make a difference.

Bloody hell, give it a rest here. Hold this.

Think you know me so well.

Let me tell you what I know about you.

You don't give a shit about the environment.

when really, this is just about you sticking it to your dad.

And hey, that's fine.

you have to come up with something a lot better

than "I don't like his face."

What are you...

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God, I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Half a million dollars.

[Buzz] What?

That's the reward my father's offering.

You know, I wonder about that number.

What, I'm not worth a cool million.

He probably had a meeting with his accountant about it.

You know, there is this whole other life I could have had.

"Refusing to drive only the road set down for you."

Well, one day, I woke up and I realized,

my path had been laid down for me.

Hello?

-[Buzz] I'm listening. -Oh. Well...

Skye and Eric, they showed me a new road.

One with meaning and purpose

and something that was bigger than me.

Can't you understand that at all?

The truth is, I don't know if I could have ever gone through

I just wanted to be able to tell him,

you know, that I am... I'm not one of his projects.

The point is...

I know I'm fucked up.

I don't know who I am or who I wanna be,

but for once, I'm sure of something.

We have to stop Eric.

That's not my problem.

I know it is not your problem,

but would it really be so bad

to be part of something greater than you

for once in your life?

God damn it.

[Abe] So we about ready to go or what?

She's a stout rig.

Thirty-five claws.

Front and real lockers.

Plenty of clearance.

-What's your point? -Come on, Abe.

We're this close. I can feel it.

Just give me one last shot.

Yeah, we can do this.

Here's what's gonna happen.

We all get in the FJ,

we head back for our rigs,

and Scraps fixes them up.

[scoffs]

That's how it is, is it?

That's how it is.

Ooh!

Buzz...

we've been roving for six years.

I'm not gonna let you kill yourself

with some bullshit story.

Years have got nothing to do with it.

You get in the truck, you hit the road.

Either way, never forget...

I don't need you.

Maybe you should go back to getting your ass spanked in the army.

Look like you could use a few weeks

drinking margaritas by the pool.

-Stop! -Don't! Stop!

[both grunting]

Stop it, it's a fake.

It's fake.

We needed your help, so I added the signature to an old map.

The map is real.

I-I stole it from my father's office,

but...

There is no gold.

Well, what do you know.

I was right.

[screaming]

Stop it!

[grunting]

Come on.

[yelling]

What do you want from me, Abe?

Go fuck yourself, Buzz.

What do I owe you?

Nothing.

[raspy breathing, coughing]

Phil!

Phil Demarco!

Abe.

Yeah, um...

He always wanted to be the first in.

He always wanted to take the credit.

So one second, he's got this dumbass smile.

He takes a step...

and it's gone.

General put us on rec leave in the Green Zone.

Twenty Johnnies just sitting around for two weeks

waiting for the next one to blow.

Sipping margaritas by the pool.

Actually beer.

So about a year after I got home,

I had a fight with this chick I was seeing.

Next thing I know, she's running from me.

Took me a long time to figure out why.

Got all my cash out of the bank went to a used car lot,

brought a rustbucket old cruiser,

and I just kept driving.

Out the city, out the sticks till I hit the territory.

Out where they don't ask you where you come from

or what you done.

I'm never going back, Buzz.

Roving's all that's left for me.

You know, maybe you don't need friends,

maybe you can handle it alone.

But it doesn't make you hardcore.

It makes you pathetic.

[coughs]

[indistinct chattering]

[gasps] What are you doing?

-Stop it! -[Scraps] Buzz! Buzz!

-Let me go. -Buzz, what's going on?

Get in that truck.

-Don't move! -[Skye] Hey!

[Scraps] Whoa, Buzz, steady on, mate.

-[Tori] Guys! -[Scraps] Buzz!

Buzz, mate, what's going on?

What am I missing here, mate?

[Skye] I'm gonna get you out.

Buzz! Buzz.

Give me your hands.

Why are you doing this?

Someday, you're gonna have to face up to your father, Tori.

The reward?

Someone's gonna claim it, right?

Might as well be me.

[Scraps] Buzz, come on, mate.

[Skye] Why are you doing this?

[engine starts]

[Scraps] Abe, what happened?

Buzz is Buzz, that's what happened?

Okay, well, what now? Can we walk to the mine instead?

Twenty klicks,

one bottle of water between three people,

in this heat.

Don't worry, Buzz will come back.

He always does.

Hey, guys.

Will that help?

[Scraps] What's a mine cart doing out here?

[Abe] Must be from the old mine.

[Scraps] Reckon it still works.

[Buzz] You might want to hang on to something.

[metal creaking]

[wind gusting]

[indistinct radio chatter]

[beeping]

[Eric panting]

[indistinct radio chatter]

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey! Hey, hey, hey, hold it!

This is a restricted area.

I said hold it!

I wanna talk to Daniel Madsen.

Everything all right here?

Uh, nothing to worry about, Dave.

Eighteen minutes till showtime.

[guard] Wait in here. He'll be a few minutes.

[sighs]

Cheer up.

Hard part's over.

[man 1] Roper wants to have a chat.

[man 2] Tell him five. I gotta take care of something.

My daughter.

There's nothing to worry about, okay.

-Dad, I-- -No apologies.

No explanation.

We have a long flight ahead of us tomorrow.

We can talk then.

Daniel...

Madsen.

Buzz.

Thank you, Buzz, for bringing my daughter back to me.

[knocking on door]

Dan, she's five minutes out.

Here, take Tori and get her something to eat and drink.

[man] All right, sure thing.

I'll be five minutes.

-I need to take care of something. -Dad.

It's gonna be all right, sweetie.

I'll see you in a minute, all right.

So, you are a bounty hunter,

or mercenary?

Just a Rover, mate.

Australian stuff ain't bad.

Gets the job done.

So... how did you hear about the reward?

Just got lucky, I guess.

I'm aware it seems unlike a father's love.

But it's love alone that motivates me.

love for the future that I worked hard to create for them.

You understand?

Is that what you need from me?

Understanding?

Guess not.

What I need is discretion.

I won't be talking to anyone.

There is something you should know, though.

Does the name "Free Earth Group" mean anything to you?

[Scraps] So I've got a baby in one arm,

a bottle of mouthwash in the other.

[Skye] Scrubs, shut up for one minute.

-Don't touch me. -Oh, fine.

[Abe] That mine cart took us about 15 klicks west.

Straight down into the western foothills.

We should be pretty close to the mine.

[Scraps] Oh, yeah.

That didn't take long.

[Abe] There's the Ranger's rig.

So Buzz is here.

-We should go find him. -Hold up.

The detonation crew looks pretty busy.

Must be still going ahead with the blast.

Yeah, but Buzz and Tori are here.

They should have warned them about Eric.

Wait.

Security picked them up.

They flat-tired them all the way out here.

All right, you two...

Get the rigs patched up and ready to go.

I'll be bringing some friends.

All right, let's do it.

[hangar door opens]

[guards chatting indistinctly]

These mickeys are gonna be worth a mint.

Oi!

Just a bit of salvage on the side, Mac, no big deal.

We found them on a long range perimeter run in the valley.

This is a clear zone.

Nobody's supposed to be here during the blast.

So get out of here, you two mongrels.

Sector 3 has been cleared.

Yeah, apparently, they have a very elaborate plan.

You know what to do.

So...

Let me get this straight.

You let these eco-fucksticks con you

by telling you a story about a buried treasure.

Sometimes it's hard to tell the difference

between what you believe...

and what you want to believe.

Come here. I wanna show you something.

This is what we're building.

Now where we're standing here is just the beginning.

Using maps and documents from an old mining company

that was here over a hundred years ago,

we were able to discover a whole underground network

of old mines connected by this rail cart.

My prospectors have found evidence of deposits

that we can exploit for decades.

We are building the most advanced goldmine

the world has ever seen.

And it's completely sustainable.

Lot of dead birds, huh?

Definitely not.

So about that reward...

You looking for work, Buzz.

You don't wanna give me a job.

We could really use you.

Someone who knows the country.

Someone with half a brain.

I'm not a good employee.

Let me tell you something, Buzz.

I have built an empire.

I have achieved more than I had ever hoped or dreamed I would.

But you know what?

I feel like I'm just getting started.

Because you always have to move forward.

You always have to have a mission.

So what kind of job are we talking about?

That's Mamuya Valley.

The Mamuya Export Terminal.

This is essential to the success of the operation.

Now I need somebody to head up a security team

to keep all those damn activists

and anybody with a camera out of my business.

It will be off the books initially

until we can get full official approval.

Freeway?

Through Mamuya?

Yeah, well, initially,

we're gonna be traveling north on the central highway.

But in the long run, it's gonna be much easier.

I tell you what, Buzz. I have some things I need to do.

Stay a while. Help yourself to a beer.

And I want you to think about what you're really gonna do with that reward.

[door closes]

[mimicking old lady] Milady.

Shut up, asshole.

You're late.

-Late? -Blasting's in seven minutes.

Well then, I'd say we're right on time, wouldn't you?

Nice velor.

Glad you like it. One for you too.

Cheers.

What is this? Australian national uniform?

Safety first.

-How was your trip? -It was great.

I loved the dirt and...

Well, that's pretty much all there was.

There could have been a terrorist attack for all I know

or a stock market crash, and I'm out here missing all the fun.

Trust me, Roth.

There's no better place for you to be than right here.

Anyway, all you gotta do is sit back,

roll the camera, and watch the story of the year happen in...

exactly six minutes.

Follow me.

[man] Detonation in T minus two minutes

and 30 seconds.

Here you go, mate.

This is my daughter Tori.

-Hey. -Hey.

Hey, Tori.

[Daniel] Best seats in the house.

Is it done?

We're in place.

Did you block the signal?

Redirected the transmission.

When I flip the switch,

they're gonna have one hell of a surprise.

How long?

[alarm blaring in distance]

It's the two-minute warning.

[man] Stand by for arming

in three, two, one.

[beeping]

Okay.

Come on, look at this with me.

Make Daddy proud.

Detonation on my mark.

Ten. Nine. Eight.

Seven. Six. Five.

Four. Three.

Two. One. Mark.

[beeping]

[cricket chirping]

What happened?

-[indistinct radio chatter] -[man] What?

Activist!

Quick. He's got the detonator.

I'm on it.

It's all active. They just haven't pushed the button yet.

Let's see.

[Eric] Damn Rovers.

Mac, what the hell is going on?

[man on radio] Someone took the detonator.

Well, get it back now!

[guard] Do you have a description?

[man] White shirt and black vest.

[guard] Copy that. All units, we're on security lockdown.

[low growl]

It's the symbol.

The symbol is the map.

He pays for his deeds.

And follows where it leads.

What gives you the right to Stray's Gold?

I gave up a life of comfort, and I took the risk of roving.

What else is there?

I've been searching for Stray's Gold

for nigh on 40 years.

And now that it's there...

right there for the taking...

you know what I feel?

Surprise.

It's been decades since I last thought of it.

And even back in the beginning...

before the roving turned to running

and running turned to killing,

even then deep down

I didn't really believe it was out there.

[Ranger] I just needed something.

Something to keep me going.

Something to accompany the silence.

Wild Dog?

Listen up.

We got the warehouse surrounded.

Now you give us back those detonators

and nobody will get hurt.

[rock music playing]

Come on, let's go after them!

[guard over radio] We are in pursuit

of activist driving a red Land Rover

on the northeast corner.

All LV units, please report to the northeast corner.

[guard 2] Right-o, we're on our way.

[man] We are on our way.

What the hell is going on?

[rock music continues]

Scraps, how you going?

Yeah, I'm balls deep in Madsen Rent-A-Cops at the moment, mate.

All right, keep them busy.

Abe! Give it to me!

[gunshots]

[gun clicking]

[Tom] Give me that detonator.

Shit!

[grunting]

Hey!

-[Abe] Hey, mate. -[gasps]

[groans]

Put it down!

Oh, you wanna be a hero now.

You're just a pawn, Abe.

-Remember? -Oh, yeah, well, what are you?

Where's Eric, eh?

Where's your... king?

Eh, you're right. We're both pawns.

And Eric is the king.

But who's the player?

Who's got us exactly where he wants us?

Madsen.

Tell you what.

I'm not being paid enough to stare down the barrel of a gun.

You want the truth?

Either way, he wins.

Just walk away.

[breathing heavily]

-[guard] Hey! -[gasps]

Bloody activist.

[clang]

[guard groans]

I was shoveling shit.

Anything's better than this.

I suppose it's in there.

All right.

What the hell is taking so long?

We're boxing him in now.

[rock music continues]

Think we're running out of luck, sorry, mate.

Bullshit.

I could go to a day spa.

I'm gonna get a mani-pedi.

I'm gonna get me some motherfucking chocolate.

[explosion]

Come on! Come get some!

Eric and Madsen both think they can profit from the story.

We need to make sure there is no story.

[Abe] Why? This has nothing to do with us.

We just happen to be in the middle, mate.

-Is this all of it? -Yeah.

Good. Let's go.

Granite incline near the south gate is pretty hairy.

-They won't be able to follow us. -Where are you going?

I've got to take care of something.

Buzz!

-You're a dickhead. -You're right.

How about you come up and drive,

and I'll shoot the gun.

Hold it steady for me.

Jesus! Learn how to drive.

-Sorry. -[grunts]

Groovy, motherfucker.

Scraps, there's a parallel track about half a klick

east of the security compound. You seeing it?

I think so, but I don't know if we'll make it that far.

That's your only chance. Bring him to me. Haul ass.

[guard] Oh, shit!

These guys just ran me off the road.

Well, hurry it up.

You're making us look like idiots.

We're supposed to look like victims.

[Tori] Victims?

What are you talking about?

Nothing, sweetie. It's-It's fine.

Dad, what is going on?

Tori...

why aren't you getting it?

You don't have to worry.

I'll take on that burden for you.

You knew.

-Buzz. -You knew they were coming,

and you were gonna do nothing about it.

Buzz, go back inside, and I'll see you in a few with a check.

He thinks if he can make himself look the victim,

he can paint all his critics with the same brush.

What?

Switching sides, Buzz?

Nah.

I'm staying right where I am, in the same corner.

You knew.

In Brazil and South Africa, you let those people die?

-Tori-- -No!

Don't tell me not to think about it.

I know that I am not the perfect daughter

that you wanted me to be and...

maybe I'm not even a very good activist either.

But you know what?

Making decisions should be hard,

so you and Eric can go and fuck yourselves.

[chuckles] All right.

And you, caring about the environment

does not make me some self-flagellating ideologue.

At least I am doing something and not just...

moping around like some sexy, wandering loner.

Why do you keep saying that?

So what if helping people

makes me feel better about myself.

At least I admit that I am full of shit.

But you are more full of shit than anyone,

Mister-I-Don't-Need-Friends.

You're an asshole, and I hate you.

This place is an abomination, and I'm gonna protect Mamuya Valley.

You're the sexiest man alive.

You got, like, a curfew or anything?

I'll use protection.

[Roth] Care to comment, Daniel?

Somebody get me a damn update.

[rock music playing]

Come on.

[hooting]

Nice day, boys.

[both screaming]

Guards are clear, Abe. Blow it.

[explosion]

[distant rumbling]

[groaning]

[together] You're joking.

Mac, what happened?

Did anyone get hurt?

Everybody's okay.

They blew up an LV.

[sighs]

[engine revving]

[Scraps on radio] Abe, what's the going, mate?

[Abe on radio] Head to the south gate.

Buzz says there's an exit there.

Well, this has been fun, but I think it's time we go.

Go? You can't go.

What about the story?

The eco-terrorist?

Yeah, it's great stuff.

I'll have Sasha type it up on his blog.

Oh. Yeah, walkoftruth.net.

What are you talking about?

This is a national story.

Got an explosion in the bush, a few bruised security guards.

"Story" is barely an anecdote.

Next time you have a tip for me, save it.

Unless it's in Bali or Fiji or something.

And remember,

it's dot net,

not dot com.

[engine starts]

You didn't finish your job.

Last vehicle, second row. The money's inside.

You know, it doesn't matter who dragged her here.

She'll be gone either way.

You know that, right?

[Skye over radio] We're not going anywhere without Tori.

[Scraps over radio] Abe, what's the going here, mate?

[Abe over radio] I don't know. Buzz said he'd meet us here.

[Scraps] Well, what if he doesn't show?

-[Abe] I don't know. -[Buzz] Whoa,

wait up...

We're right behind you.

Can't have a Toyota and Land Rover

heading boost without a recovery vehicle.

[Abe] Just give Scraps some direction.

[Buzz] That's it!

It's right in front of you.

Here you are. Whoa!

I'll get the winch out.

[grunting]

Anything I could do to help?

Put that through there.

Pin through the eye. Thread it the whole way, half a click back.

[indistinct]

All right, it's attached. Start her up.

Where's Tori?

She's up there helping me.

-[Tori] Buzz! -[gasps]

[shushing]

Put the gun down, Eric.

See, Buzz, I was right, wasn't it?

Courage, fortitude,

self-sacrifice,

and all for a cause.

Feels good, doesn't it?

Gives you a sense of purpose.

The thing is, Buzz.

Your cause was me.

Your cause was ruining everything I worked for.

I hope it feels good, Buzz.

I hope it gives you a deep,

and abiding sense of purpose.

There's nothing to feel bad at, mate.

I just don't like your face.

Now!

[grunts]

Oh, my God.

Come here.

[Scraps] Hey, Bugalugs.

-Told you we'd be back, didn't I? -Are you okay?

What's next, boss?

Let's get the rigs moving and get--

[rumbling]

Oh, shit.

Let's get this up the hill. Now.

-Hey, Abe, get in the GQ. -[Abe] What?

-Why? -[Skye] Hello, handsome.

Okay, chief, you wanna give that one to me?

Why? You think the gun's too heavy for a little girl?

No, you can clearly handle it. I just... I want it back.

No, I think I'll hold on to it.

Okay.

So, what happened to the cloud in the end?

[scoffs] Fuck off.

What, I liked it.

Okay. Well, you can't leave a guy hanging. It was such a good setup.

[Buzz] Here.

Here.

-Here. -[Abe] Buzz, what is this?

And how about here.

Now join them up.

They must have split the map into two.

Boss's map leads into the...

These are all points on the rail tunnel.

All except this one.

-What's that one? -[laughing]

It can't be.

He pays for his deeds.

-Don't say it. -And follows where it leads.

[Buzz] Left or right?

Umm...

left.

[Buzz laughing]

[whooping]

Okay, okay. If this is right, the gold is buried

at the top of that mountain.

This just keeps getting better.

[Abe] Punch it! Punch it!

Get around him!

[eagle shrieking]

[Buzz] Where to now?

Okay, take the track on the right.

[distant] What are you waiting for? Let's go.

You got this.

Buzz!

Right, I said. Right!

Buzz, what are you doing?

[indistinct]

There's a cliff ahead.

-Fuck it! -There's a cliff ahead.

[both screaming]

[metal creaking]

Say...

Phil?

It's short for Filippo.

I really prefer Abe.

So do I.

Chris.

Chris Burrows.

Burrows?

Buzz.

Something my friends used to call me.

Well, Chris...

I bet that career job back in the city

is looking pretty good right about now.

Well...

maybe I'll hold off.

Can't think of a decent hobby yet anyway.

So, it's definitely no to the golf.

Too Scottish.

I'm not stamp collecting either.

Just roving.

Just roving.

[Abe] I should tell you, I really can't wait

to see this shitbox go.

-[Buzz] What. -Do you know how much time we waste

just keeping this bloody thing from falling apart?

Some respect for the dead, mate.

We're still sitting in it, for chrissake.

[Abe] Is that princess?

[eagle shrieking]

[cackling]

[hooting]

[insect buzzing]