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For as much as it has pleased Almighty

God of his great mercy to take unto

himself the soul of our dear departed,

we therefore commit her body to the deep

to be turned into corruption, looking

for the resurrection of the body, when

the sea shall give up her dead and the

life of the world to come through our

Lord Jesus Christ, who at his coming

shall change our wild body that it may

be like his glorious body according to

the mighty working whereby he is able to

subdue all things to himself.

The grace of our Lord Jesus Christ and

the love of God and the fellowship of

the Holy Ghost be with us all forever

more. Oh man.

>> Get the crew back to their posts and the

convicts below decks and hurry along.

>> Move on.

>> Get those convicts below. Okay, there's

no YouTube you pray and Timothy, you'll

not be sane.

>> Any further incident, you'll all remain

in for a week. You heard what the

captain said. Get below

the fire, Garland.

You move on.

>> Well, Mr. Ryder, I'm not sure how I am

to conjure up a new servant for you in

the middle of the Atlantic Ocean.

Captain, surely among the women below

decks, there must be some qualified as

domestics.

>> But they are felons, Mom.

>> Convicts.

>> We are in fact looking for one convict

woman in particular. Before we embarked

at Portsmouth, my wife heard of a girl

who might be aboard.

>> Madness. You're a savage heathenish

bunch. I should be glad when we get the

ship to Potney Bay. Some of these women

are no better than

Captain, when we arrive in New South

Wales, the government will assign to us

any convict they please to. I prefer to

take a risk on my own judgment here.

>> Get below. Look lively there.

>> Mcclelay,

>> what is this woman's name?

>> Webster Lee Green.

Newton

Aerosmith.

How can I be expected to find any names?

No dates, no details.

>> Well, the writers are fools to expose

their children to some dirty, ignorant

convict woman. In any case, she's

probably dead.

>> Well, if she spent months in the filth

and disease of Nouga prison, know how

most of the women convicts got their

food to keep alive. how the government

in New South Wales knows what to do with

these people. Not a sign of whether it's

a thief on a seven-year sentence or a

murderer to be detained for life.

>> Precisely. We could be consigning the

gentle Mrs. Ryder to a bloodthirsty

killer.

>> Far more likely the wench stole a plum

pie because she was starving.

There's the blind injustice of it. For

the worst crime or the most trivial,

British law transports them to the other

end of the earth. Clay, those are the

ideas which brought France to the point

of revolution. I didn't know this

republicanism had spread to Scotland.

>> Oh, Wilder.

We Scots are simple people. We believe

that justice should be just.

>> She is on this ship.

Get your filming glasses to obtain.

>> Be silent.

>> You know the punishment for fighting.

Why you all have to make this long

voyage even more miserable is beyond me.

>> I'd have passed much quicker if I could

spend it with you, dear.

Silence.

>> I am here on captain's orders to see if

there is among you a a certain convict

woman called Dne.

>> Sarah Dane.

>> Well, no one of that name.

I am Sarah Dame.

>> Did you start this disturbance?

>> You ought to be flogged.

>> Why should I let this scum get their

filthy hands on my rations?

>> Steal their starve.

Did you hide and knock another word out

of you? Come on.

>> Tell the others begging more of us down

here.

>> One more word out of you and you'll all

be stop deck exercise for 10 days.

Will you move, miss?

>> The wind blows so fresh. Left tenant,

>> you take it for granted. But I've spent

months down in that foul place.

>> Well, if you're locked up down there,

it's your own fault.

>> Why? People are locked up for the

slightest offense.

>> Move.

>> Wait here.

inside.

>> You are Sarah Dane.

>> Yes, ma'am.

I understand that you have had

experience in domestic duties.

>> Yes, mom.

>> Have you ever taken care of children?

>> No, Mom.

>> Oh,

can you So, certainly, Mom,

I don't suppose that you can read.

>> Yes, I can. And can you write? Of

course, I can write.

Indeed.

And what are your other accomplishments?

>> I speak and read French and Latin and

some Italian, and I can do mathematics.

>> Dne, if you grasp the importance of this

moment for you, you'd guard your

attention.

>> I heard from a friend in Ry that you

were in service to the parson there.

With all these accomplishments, you

didn't teach his children. My father did

that.

>> Where is your father?

>> He died.

>> Oh.

How old are you, Dane?

>> 18. Mom. 18.

How did the servant of the parsonage

arrive in this sad state?

Well, answer me, Dane. I must know

before I make a decision. Of what crime

were you convicted?

I was convicted of theft.

theft.

>> Ma'am, do you wish me to return this

person to the convict quarters?

>> Mr. Mcclelay,

you may tell the captain that I I think

that Dane may well suit my requirements.

I am prepared to give her a trial.

blew up the royals

away.

Charles, Ellen, sit your stools down

there.

I think we should be well sheltered

here.

>> It's better than a school room, isn't

it?

>> Aren't we fortunate?

>> Now, Ellen,

>> will you read the story?

>> In the tiny village of Auror lived an

ugly old man, three daughters.

>> Stop your gaping and gulping there. Have

you never seen children before?

Gentlemen, it is strictly against

regulations for members of the crew or

their officers to cohabit with a female

convict. This woman, Dane, she may be

scrubbed and polished and fresh as

daffodils. But she is still, gentlemen,

a convicted felon.

Do you understand? Keep away from that

woman. Watch your men and watch

yourselves. I will stamp out these

illicit conjunctions on my ship.

I never went hungry again.

>> Charles, will you read a little now?

Charles,

>> he hates reading. He likes to show off

his French

>> which your mother says you're learning

remarkably well.

>> Charles,

do you know the verb a to love?

>> Jane, I know it too. Elaine

to love.

I love

>> thou

lovest.

He loves

she loves

>> we love

you. They love and that I think is quite

enough for today.

>> Yes, father.

>> Don't father me. Makes me feel old.

Sarah Richard.

>> Our last day after so many golden days

together. But sir, though I go away to

the army, I'll not forget.

We won't forget each other, will we?

>> A souvenir, my boy. And now this ring I

look upon as Sarah's really. It's to go

to her when I die. But I hate the

thought of it being dragged from my dead

body.

>> Father, no. Take it, Richard, that you

will always remember this day and us.

>> I may take it, Sarah. I have your

permission.

>> I'd be glad for you to wear it.

Can they give it back to her if you wish

one day?

>> Dane.

Dane.

Dreaming. Miss, keep your mind to your

work.

>> Yes, Captain.

>> And remember, girl, you are still

serving your sentence. If there is any

complaint against you, if you associate

in any way with any man on this ship

other than yes, sir, no, sir, to Mr.

Ryder, you'll be back below decks in an

instant. You hear me? An instant.

>> I understand, sir. I assure you.

>> Now, I I think I should hear that verb

again.

>> Shame.

>> Shame. Shame. 2 a.m.

>> 2 a.m. 2 a.m.

>> Elim.

>> Oh, James,

>> you must drink it all.

The children are asleep, Mrs. Ryder.

>> They like you. We're well pleased.

>> Is there anything else you'd like me to

do?

>> Some sewing

here.

Children's clothes suffer such wear and

tear on this endless voyage. I'll have

them done by the morning.

>> There's no hurry.

>> You never seem to take a moment from

your work, Sarah.

>> There's nothing else for me to do. I'm

not permitted to talk to anyone.

That will be all then. Goodbye.

Good night.

>> Well, my dear,

so far.

>> Oh, yes. So good. But there's a strong

will there, James,

and an element of calculation.

It gets worse every day. A hand of wis

mcclelay. Not tonight.

>> What hails him? That must be the first

game of cards he's ever refused in his

life.

Sarah Dan.

regulations. I don't have to be packed

off below decks again. Thank you.

>> Here.

>> I You're a good-looking woman.

Something more than that. But I come

from good Scottish stock. Very

respectable people, which means a bit

narrow.

>> You were convicted of theft. I'd like to

know exactly what did you do?

>> Afraid you may be talking to a hardened

criminal, Mr. Mcclelay.

>> Why should I tell you anything?

>> Because I want to know.

>> Haven't I even the right to keep silent

about my own affairs? You said,

>> "How can I help you, girl, if I don't

know?"

>> Help?

>> That's something I've learned to manage

without.

Well, then

>> it's simple enough.

>> You owe me money and you're leaving till

I get paid.

>> He can't pay

>> because he spends every penny he earns

on drugs.

>> He's in debt to half the county.

You're defeat

>> a position in Lady Linton's house.

>> What pray do you know Lady Linton?

>> That she is your sister, Sir Jeffrey.

>> I failed to see Missy what right bestows

on you,

>> sir. Before my poor father brought me to

Ry, I worked as a seamstress in London.

One of our best customers was Lady

Linton. I often delivered work to her

house and hope.

>> You certainly must support yourself now

that your father has died of uh the

fever. Did you say

>> he was often ill, sir? That made it

difficult for him to put buy any money

for me. often ill, very ill.

>> But Lady Linton does not return from

India for some mudshed.

>> Is there no place for me here at the

hall?

>> Indeed, there is not.

You will return to the parsonage where

your father was tutor.

The person is in need of another

servant.

You have no room to be proud with. Your

place now is below stairs.

You must not mix with the Bible family.

And you must not even be seen above

stairs unless

your duties require it.

If you do well there, I may,

who knows?

I may find something for you to do here.

Now,

>> if you're to work for Lady Linton in the

new year, you'll need a more presentable

gown at that.

>> See that you don't squander it on

anything else or you'll account for it

to me.

>> And I said to Madam, I said just because

she once set up in the school with young

Mitchard and was spoiled now ruined by a

drunken father, thous of the dead, I

say. Nevertheless, if this D thinks that

she could do one minute's less work than

being cooking, well, she's got another

thing coming.

Let me go. Let me go.

Put me down.

What do you think you're doing?

>> What we found on her, sir? Out and out.

Think she be?

It is the judgment of this court that

the prisoner Sarah Dane be transported

beyond the seas to the colony of New

South Wales for a period of 7 years.

>> It's no laughing matter.

>> Convicted for the price of a gown. I

knew you were not a real thief.

>> I'm branded as one. Nevertheless,

>> I've been studying you for weeks now.

I've seen you with the children. I've

wanted to speak to you.

Why?

>> Why

night day?

Is something troubling you?

>> No, Mom.

This is the key to the trunk, the sea

chest which belonged to our servant

Martha. You will have seen it under the

bunk.

>> Yes, ma'am. Oh, I've been longing to see

what clothes there may be inside it.

>> Not so fast, Dane. You will have the key

and poor Martha's possessions when I

judge the moment to be right.

>> Of course, Mom.

I must sort out the children's clothes.

Will you untangle my jewels and put them

away?

>> They're beautiful.

>> Has someone upset you? Not one of the

men?

>> No.

>> Andrew Mcclelay?

The impulsive Scott.

Has he spoken to you? The captain has

warned you. You must be careful, child.

>> Wasn't my fault. He demanded to know

the nature of your crime. Did you tell

him everything?

>> Yes.

>> No.

>> Is it so much worse then? The crime,

Mom. The crime was nothing.

I meant my life. It's not for all and

sunundry to pick over. They've taken

everything else from me. At least I'd

like to keep my own secrets.

>> Of course

it was a man.

Little more than a boy.

You may keep your secrets.

There's no need to tell a soul.

>> May I tell you, Mom?

Mrs. Ryder, you were the first person to

help me up from that misery below. If

anyone has a right to know, you do.

Besides,

it would be such a relief to tell

someone now.

I knew I'd find you here.

>> Close the door, please. I've forbidden

this room now.

>> Sarah.

My Sarah.

>> The servants say you are to marry

Allison Watson.

Alison,

marry Alison. What? That's nonsense.

Sarah, you're not jealous. Do you listen

to servants gossip now?

>> Your fathers want the marriage. The

squire's daughter.

>> I would marry anyone but you.

>> You're ashamed even to speak to me now,

Richard. Be practical. You can't marry a

servant.

>> Well, why not? Why shouldn't I?

I'll find a way.

You're so much cleverer than I am,

Sarah. You will think of a way.

>> Oh, please. My father was so weak. I had

to be strong for both of us. Must I be

strong for you, too?

>> But you are strong. You will give me

strength. And together we can.

You don't believe in me.

But it's yours now, Richard.

>> It's our token. Keep it, Sarah. I'll

claim it when we meet again in London.

I'll defy them somehow. I'll get away.

But you must believe in me, Sarah. Say

that you believe in me.

I don't know this thing.

>> What do you think you're doing?

>> Look what we found on her, sir. Out and

out the she be. Betrayed is a fine word,

Mom. I was made a fool of.

>> Forget him. You'll be 12,000 miles away

from Richard Bow. Put him out of your

mind.

I see.

If Richard had meant so little to you,

you could have mentioned him to Mr.

Mcclelay.

My dear child,

you must not pine for your Richard.

Has he ever come forward to help you?

He did write to me once. It came on to

me months later in New Prison. By then,

he was away fighting. He didn't know

whether I was alive or dead, nor I he.

What did his letter say?

He did not once say that he knew I was

innocent.

He would help if he could,

but he he took for granted that I'd

stolen money from his father-in-law.

Then it would be very wise if you forgot

that young man altogether.

Sarah, we are on our way to a new

country. For all of us, life will be

difficult and strange when we arrive in

New South Wales. I very much hope you'll

be allowed to continue in my household.

But you are very proud

and prickly.

You must learn to trust me

as I trust you.

Thank you.

An open invitation.

There's no port hole in this cabin. I

needed air.

>> And for which gentleman officer were you

dressing yourself up?

If you make one sound, I'll tell anyone

who comes. I'm here at your invitation.

That would look good for you.

Wouldn't it?

Why fight me? I can take good care of

you.

Buy you food,

new clothes.

I can set you up and be your protector.

>> If you want a [ __ ] Mr. Wilder, there

are plenty amongst the female convicts

below.

Don't you know what you're going to in

Sydney?

>> They're starving out there.

>> Sooner or later, you'll be only too

eager to trade your little body for

bread and salt pork.

>> Coming with me now. I see the captain

doesn't find out.

>> I do not intend to starve. I'm to be

Mrs. Ryder's personal maid.

>> Personal maid.

Illusions of the girl.

Get out

my head.

You're needing help, miss.

>> No, thank you. Mr. Wilder is just

leaving.

>> Deepest apologies, miss. Had no idea you

had a previous engagement with another

client.

>> Sarah, you're on your own in this world.

You need protection. Of course, the

captain is strict about such things. But

if we showed him we were serious and

when we reached Sydney Town,

>> I've already had that offer, Mr.

Mcclelay,

and rejected it.

>> Wilder,

>> instead of bartering my body, as he

calls it,

>> bartering?

You seem to underestimate yourself, my

dear.

I've seen you win the respect of

everyone you've spoken to. to keep your

distance from the officers, too.

In short, why you've passed my every

test

>> test?

>> I'm trying to tell you.

>> I'm in love with you, girl.

>> You don't know what you're saying. I and

what I'm doing

and what I intend to do.

Mr. Saints woman, I want to marry you.

>> Well, do you think you might eventually

give me an answer?

>> You can't marry me. I'm a convict.

>> That's of no consequence.

>> You're a fool.

Or is this a respectful way of getting

what every officer wants?

You'll have me to share your bed for a

few weeks, then leave me behind in

Sydney Town while you're off on the high

seas.

>> What if I don't sail away but stay in

Sydney Town with you?

>> Sailor is nothing without the sea.

Please,

no more fairy stories.

Neither Mr. Wilder's methods nor yours

interest me in the least.

>> If you can't tell the difference between

that scum Wilder Andrew Mcclelay

to the devil with you.

Last

>> it again. Mlay. You're deuced. Lucky.

>> Deuced. Clever.

>> Black horse skill. You out with me every

time.

Oh, I can't get warm.

>> We're all in debt to him.

Not very amusing, Mr. Mcclelay.

>> It's bad out there tonight. We're so far

south now. Must be the wildest season in

the world.

It's cold in here.

>> Sarah. Sarah, open up.

Sir, I've thought it over. I intend to

resign from the East India Company. Give

up the sea, apply for a grant of land

near Sydney Town, and become a farmer.

>> But a sailor can't turn himself into a

farmer by buying a few goats and sheep.

>> But you think I'm stupid? My family have

been farmers for generations, centuries.

Give me credit for a bit of sense.

>> But you have a future with a company.

Taking on land there can't be anything

but a gamble.

>> Well, that's what I am, Sarah. A

gambler. And I've been doing very well

with the cards lately. So, it'll be

better than a sailor's wage I'll have to

offer you. Now, don't shilly. Shelly,

will you marry me?

>> Very romantic.

>> Well, you're a contrary beast. I've told

you I loved you, and Ray is not a spark.

Well, now I'll put it plainer and offer

you that empty respectability you seem

to have been yearning for ever since you

left the parsonage.

>> Well, can't you respond to that either?

>> I'm still a convict. And until that's

changed,

>> Mr. Clay, quick.

Shoot them.

>> Shoot. Don't shoot. Not yet.

>> Shut them up. Fire.

>> We can't just shoot them down. Let's at

least see what their grievances are.

>> Hello. They're screaming like animals.

>> We must go in

>> in there. that.

>> You have your order. Fire.

>> Oh man.

Justice. We killed two of them. They are

punished.

>> We killed three. I fear. What do you

expect us to do when they mutiny? Give

them another round of rum.

>> There was no mutiny. Just a few

unfortunates wet to the skin and yelling

for solace against the cold.

>> You have an uncommon sympathy for the

convicts these days. I hope your

judgment isn't impaired. Some of them

will do anything to get what they want.

>> The children are quite ready to brave

the weather, but I don't think

>> No, no, no, no. Leave the bands inside.

Sailor, look at them. Surely you don't

want to remain one of these miserable

creatures.

I'm offering you a chance of freedom.

>> Please don't pester me.

>> I'm sorry. I don't yet know what my

feelings are.

Clay, you're merciless. He doesn't even

allow us to win on our last night

aboard.

>> Our last night on watch.

My last watch with the East India

Company.

I see. It's wiser to say nothing when a

man's about to ruin his life.

>> Your business.

Settle up later.

>> No, Mr. Wilder.

I expect you to pay your debts tonight.

We go our separate ways tomorrow.

Here's your total.

You can see me in Sydney in two days

time and I'll have more cash in hand.

No,

I want a settlement tonight.

It needn't be in cash. Pay me in

livestock. You bought enough in Cape

Town.

>> I did not buy livestock to squander it

on gambling debts to you. I hope to make

a tidy profit.

>> But who knows what price they're giving

in Sydney Town. It may not be better

than what I offer you right now.

>> If they're as badly off as we hear,

they'll pay very handsomely for fresh

stock.

>> Perhaps if there's enough ready money.

You could go off to India with their

promises instead of money in your

pocket.

>> It is a gamble.

One last gamble.

>> Sounds a capital notion to me. I gladly

settle my debt with piglets and hers.

>> Come, Wilder.

>> No gentleman would insist on such a

payment.

I do not intend in the colony to do

business like a gentleman. Gentlemen

rarely make money.

Sir, will you pay the price you paid for

your stock against the total debt?

It's all here.

You win again, Mr. Mlan.

Good night, gentlemen.

>> I confess I thought you fool, Hardy. But

she's a girl of some spirit.

Good luck, Andrew.

live there.

Go to check.

>> She hasn't given you an answer yet.

>> Not yet, Mrs. Ryder.

I wish you and Mr. Ryder would speak to

her.

>> We can hardly order Sarah to do as you

wish, MLA.

>> No, no. I meant your enthusiasm for the

colony. If you and Mrs. Ryder could make

her feel that.

>> Sarah,

no. Leave the children. Children, play

by yourselves for a moment.

We don't, by the way, underestimate the

problems ahead for this colony.

>> But for anyone with adventure in his

soul or hers,

>> then why are things so bad? There is

gossip that they've not had one good

crop in their first four years.

>> Because New South Wales is in the hands

of naval captains and convicts. What

does the Navy know of farming? And who

can rely on convicts?

Sarah, Mr. Ryder believes that this

settlement will never develop until it

is run by free men and their wives.

>> Can't you understand, girl? Let us take

up the challenges Mr. and Mrs. Ryder

have done.

>> Mr. and Mrs. Ryder are free. I am a

convict.

>> If you marry me, you'll be the wife of a

free man. The governor will have to

grant you a pardon.

You are so certain.

>> What if he doesn't?

>> My dear, may I speak?

I see a girl so afraid of being hurt

once again that she finds a dozen

practical objections for what she is

longing to do.

>> As for those conventions, I suspect this

place will become like America or Canada

and will throw away those stifling old

ideas.

>> Will you marry me then?

Very well.

If the governor grants me a pardon,

I'll not tether you to a combat woman.

And I'll not be your mistress. I'll be a

free woman and married. Or I'll stay a

slave and survive as best I can. A

bargain.

Oh, black.

Heat. Heat.

Nice.

Come on.

Come on.

Bye-bye.

Are you all right, my love?

>> Yes.

>> Yes.

>> There seems to be no assembly hall, no

office of information. Where does one

begin here?

Come on, Charles.

>> Hey, fellow.

>> Hi, sir. What is it you wish to know?

>> For a start, may we buy some of your

fish?

>> Oh, they're not my fish, sir. They're

the governments. Everything here belongs

to the government.

>> Well, excuse us. It's just that we

>> I understand, ma'am. You've just come

from the ship, and after months of dried

up food, the smell of a plain fresh fish

is almost too much for you. Logan,

>> get on with your work.

>> You're a convict. Why are convicts in

charge of convicts when there are guards

and officers strolling about doing

nothing?

>> You best come inside, sir.

>> The New South Wales Corps, sir, won't

taint itself by mixing with the convict

element. Not even to supervise it. The

governor has been obliged to use some of

us, so I promise you it makes me feel

like poacher turn gamekeeper. Here, lad.

>> Mr. Ryder wants to know about land

grants and where he might farm.

>> Well, Sydney Town is a hellhole, as you

can see, sir. They'd say the place for

you is near Paramata. Well, that's up

river and green and fertile. A little

bit closer to what you're used to.

>> That does sound more to my taste. Should

we move on to this place at once? Could

you come with us as our guide?

>> Oh, you wouldn't be wanting me, sir. I'm

a dangerous man.

>> You don't look dangerous to me.

>> All Irishmen are a monstrous threat to

the English crown, are they not? At

least they seem to think I was, and sent

me all this weight to prove it.

>> Are you sure it's not possible to buy

just a little fish?

>> Oh, well, you see, Mom, all the fish

caught in the harbor are taken to the

hospital. It's only after the poor

wretches there have been fed do they

make any surplus over to the general

community as governor's or artists.

>> But uh it's amazing how little the sick

seem to need and how much gets through

to the general populace

at a price.

>> Are you tempting us to bribe you ma'am?

>> Oh never sir but I might manage to slip

you some as a welcoming gift.

>> You know you've not given us an answer.

Will you be our guide to the promised

land of Paramea?

>> A trustee has certain privileges. If you

can get the right permissions, I'll do

my best for you.

>> Good.

>> What's your name?

>> Hogan. Jeremy Hogan.

Yes. Oh, yes.

>> Fire. They're coming here.

>> What is it? Where are they going? Put

the fire out, you silly goose.

>> If I win my pardon, will this be our

home?

>> I'd rather go farther a field. Grab

myself a handsome chunk of land out at

the colony's limits.

>> Surely, Mcclelay, that could be

dangerous.

>> It's a sight too neat and pretty for my

liking. We might as well be back in Old

England.

>> Just so I think this is for us,

>> wouldn't you say, my dear?

>> I will apply for a land grant

immediately.

A minor point, I know, dear, but uh

where do we live in the meantime?

>> I can help you, I'm sure, Mrs. Ryder.

There are small houses, little more than

huts, I'm afraid, but

>> it's a beginning.

Oh, there. There. Bravo.

Oh,

am I mistook? I thought you were Mrs.

Ryder, but uh

I am Mrs. Julia Ryder.

And this is my very charming maid, Miss

Sarah Dane.

I see.

Mrs. Abbott,

>> I'm pleased to make your acquaintance.

Shall we have some tea, Sarah?

>> Yes, ma'am.

>> Do you prefer Indian or China?

>> That I leave entirely to you.

>> Do sit down, Mrs. Abbott. Thank you.

One must be careful not to relax one's

standards simply because one is in the

colonies.

How long have you been here? My husband

and I have been here almost 12 months

now.

Doing very well.

Oh, how nice.

Hogan, when do we ever break through

into the open? The sameness of this

forest is mightily depressing.

>> It's no gentle English countryside. To

open it up, they'll have to fight every

inch of the way.

>> They But you're not part of it then.

>> What state could a miserable convict

have in it? I've lost my home. I'll

never find a new one.

If the soil is good and I am granted

land, will you work with me? Be my

overseer.

>> Since I left home, I've been ordered

about by every free man who felt like

it. No man has ever asked me to work

with him.

I think, Mr. Mcclelay, it would be a

charming idea.

We'll be safe here when the river

floods. Look at this soil. It was truly

meant for farming.

This is where I'll build a home for my

Sarah.

She's a convict woman, is she not?

>> I'm to ask for a pardon.

What's he like the governor? Well,

Philillip. Oh, a dry stick of a man.

Very strict, but fair. Severe, but fair.

Boy, a few months ago, when we had

hardly enough Russians to get through a

fortnight, he put his own private supply

in with the common stock. took the same

rations as the meanest convict.

Well, you must hurry back to Sydney Town

to see him, though. Why is that? But did

you not know? He's in poor health and

has resigned. He's to sail for England

on a ship that's anchored this minute in

Sydney Harbor.

>> The officers of the core have raised

their own money to charter the ship. The

captain is agreeable. All that's needed

is your signature, your excellency.

>> Major Gross, your position as commander

gives you no right to bring private

supplies into the colony for the sole

use of the New South Wales core.

It smacks of unfair advantage, special

privilege.

The very evils I have throughout my term

been scrupulous to avoid.

>> Sir, I cannot expect my officers to

exist much longer on. to be blunt, the

meager, unh wholesome rations from the

government stores.

>> I cannot agree that the rations are unh

wholesome. I see them daily at my own

table.

Major ship's masters have been allowed

to trade freely in our port. As you must

know, most of them cheat their crew and

convicts of their proper ration on the

voyage out here. deliver them half

starved, then sell what they save at a

profit to speculators such as you.

That's your private merchants, sir. If

they cannot control their own greed,

then the government must set controls

for them. And that I will do until my

last day in this column.

Now, you're not to be nervous sitting

out here. I shall go in there and demand

demand your pardon.

>> He is the king's representative, Andrew.

Do you think a demand would be quite

correct?

>> Are you nervous?

>> Me? Of course not. Of course not.

>> Of course not.

>> Mr. Andrew Mcclelay.

The woman is a convict.

Yes, I have looked into the case.

Mr. Mcclelay,

you don't know what I've suffered here

these years doing battle with the

stubborn sinfulness, the ignorance, the

savagery of the convict population.

And the women are more vicious than the

men.

They're among the most degraded

specimens of the whole human race, and

why any man would want to marry one of

them.

>> But I do, excellency.

>> Officers rarely bother. They simply take

up with them as companions.

No legal tie.

>> Even if I wish that, excellency, she

would not come with me on those terms.

She is far from degraded, excellency.

She is very proud.

>> Proud conflict.

>> Would that I could see this phenomenon.

Your excellency, this is Sarah Day.

assigned to Mr. and Mrs. James Ryder as

a servant. They will be happy to release

her upon our marriage.

On the whole, marriages between persons

of the same station in life are those

most likely to succeed.

>> Your Excellency,

may I speak?

I understand the government wishes free

men to take up land and settle here.

>> I'd be perfectly pleased for Mr.

Mccleair to do so.

>> But a man on his own, your excency, may

pack up and leave at any time. A man

with a family has a stake in the

community.

>> But that is certainly my feeling, sir.

No wife, no farm. I should not want to

stay on here.

>> Is this some kind of ultimatum, Mr.

Mcclelay?

>> Not at all, sir.

I believe that Mr. and Mrs. Ryder have

spoken for Miss Dne. I hope the letter I

brought from them was placed before you

this morning.

>> It was

indeed. They speak of Miss Dne's most

apt qualifications

as a servant.

It goes against everything I believe

from my experience here.

But very well.

On the day she marries Mr. Andrew

Mcclelay,

the convict Dne will be deemed to have

won a full pardon.

But you, sir, will be responsible for

her.

>> I am long used to your excellency to

being responsible for myself.

>> Nevertheless, you are in Mr. Mcclelay's

charge now and you might display a

little gratitude, miss.

My deepest thanks, your excellency.

>> This is what we can expect now.

Condescension and outright hostility to

be accepted into this tight little

society only under sufference. My

darling, we're free to marry, to be

together. Nothing else matters.

James

Let us take the children for a walk.

>> Outside, dear.

>> Oh, dear.

>> I must do these then with the children

to bed.

>> It won't be for much longer.

>> You tell me that, but every day I'm

reminded I have no position here at all

and won't have until I'm wed.

>> Sarah,

do you doubt me?

You know I love you.

Love isn't marriage, Andrew.

>> How many weeks? Months. I've longed for

you. I long for you now. To hold you,

>> to make love to you.

>> I'm sorry, Andrew, but I'm still the

rider's servant and a convict. I must

have their goodwill.

>> Oh, damn. They're good.

>> We must wait, Andrew, till our wedding

day. You've not told me when that's to

be. There's so much to be done.

It will be soon. I promise you. As soon

as I can build a home for you.

>> But there's hardly a thing available.

And what's

>> through very hard times, Mr. Mcclelay,

and with little enough to begin with.

>> How can I begin pardoning with junk like

this?

That's the man you want. And his work in

tools. He's a carpenter and of the very

few we have here, he's the best. He

needs his tools of trade as much as I

do.

>> We must offer him something he wants

even more.

>> You look to be a craftsman, old man. If

you care to quit this government

drudgery and help build my house, you'll

be well taken care of. Shall we agree a

fee?

>> Old fellow, I need a good carpenter to

construct my farm buildings. Payment in

rum. A very generous ration.

>> Here, sir, I am dealing with this man.

That's enough, boys. It'll be dark soon.

Wait, give out the ration.

Strange.

How fast the dark comes down.

>> No twilight. Even now, I'm not yet used

to it.

>> Well, it's our home now. We must come to

terms.

>> Oh, you will. Then with the money, will.

You grab all the land you can get, and

we'll have the same landowning class. An

exact copy of the unjust old world we

left behind.

>> Am I unjust?

>> Oh, come on. You take

yourself down there.

kid.

>> Come on. Bring it up.

>> How I quiet your strength for your work.

>> Can any world be built with such

creatures?

>> Oh, you put the rum in their hands.

>> At your suggestion, and at the rate they

consume it, I'll soon need more.

>> Have not much cash.

>> Well, they'll not work without it now,

unless we flog them every day.

>> No. No.

Well, I'll just have to do what I always

do when pushed.

Sir, it is time we met.

>> You're not an officer of the New South

Wales Corps, yet you sit freely at our

gaming table.

>> I was an officer for the East India

Company, sir, and the core has made me

welcome.

>> And now you're becoming a farmer.

and will be, I hope, the most prosperous

in the colony.

>> Ah, no, sir.

>> I am already on my way to that.

>> You are Andrew Mcclelay.

I am John MacArthur.

Ah,

the duelist.

>> To fight a duel with your ship's captain

and have the matter end with his recall,

your diplomacy must match your temper,

sir.

Perhaps

we'd best not talk of my temper.

>> Come, you should meet some of my

colleagues.

>> That was my parting shot. The ship in

question will be arriving soon.

>> Ah, MacArthur.

>> Excellency, this is Mr. Andrew Mcclelay.

Mcclelay, Major Gross, take pardon.

Lieutenant Governor Gross, the generous

and accommodating soul who has replaced

Flinty old Phillip.

>> Ah, hard castle.

>> We have met.

>> So when the ship arrives, when any ship

arrives, you must appoint one or two of

your number to buy its cargo at the

price you wish to pay, and then share

the goods out among those who have

subscribed. Am I too late, your

excellency, to join this uh trading

ring?

>> It's restricted to members of the court.

>> A monopoly, then merely a sensible and

practical arrangement for the man in the

ring. Yes.

But at this very moment, I wish to buy

some necessities for my farm, and I'm

not too sure that the government stores

can supply what I want. The stores have

a corner set aside for private trading.

MacArthur, you should assist Mr.

Mcclelay in this matter.

>> Excuse me. Cars, gentlemen.

>> I see that I shall need a friend if I'm

ever to break into the officer's charmed

circle.

>> A man with the kind of influence you

need will be no friend but a rival. but

not an enemy.

Isn't it the general rule in any

community that those of some influence

stick together?

I came into this town because I'll soon

need more rum.

I can pay in gold coin.

A welcome change. I have thought from

promisary notes.

>> Perhaps you can manage without the

officers.

Our new governor, the pliable Major

Gross, talks of making me pay master to

the core.

I shall be in charge of all

transactions.

You've chosen your weapons.

MacArthur, I'm obliged to you for your

help today.

>> You and Mrs. MacArthur will very soon be

receiving an invitation to a wedding.

I had heard of the romance.

>> Refreshments are inside.

My wife's apologies, Mccclelay. A sick

headache at the last moment.

>> I understand.

>> His Excellency, Lieutenant Governor

Gross, Governor of this colony, on

behalf of His Majesty George III.

The colonies very few ladies have known

have found the flimsiest of excuses not

to appear.

>> Sarah,

my dear, I must ask you, Richard, your

childhood love, have you really put him

from your mind?

I've had no time to think of anyone but

Andrew. He fills my life.

So he should.

Dearly beloved, we are gathered together

here in the sight of God and in the face

of this congregation to join together

this man and this woman in holy

matrimony.

For as much as Andrew and Sarah have

consented together in holy wedlock and

have witnessed the same before God and

his company and thereto have given and

pledged their truth either to other and

have declared the same by giving and

receiving of a ring and by joining of

hands. I pronounce that they be man and

wife together.

In the name of the Father and of the Son

and of the Holy Ghost. Amen.

>> What do you

>> congratulations Mccleair MacArthur

Andrew? Mrs. Mccle.

>> Congratulations at best.

>> Thank you, James. Over here.

>> Lovely wedding.

>> What is it?

>> If I hear one word about convict [ __ ]

>> Andrew. Andrew.

>> The governor hasn't given us the pardon

yet. He'll honor Philip's promise. He

must, mustn't he?

>> I expect he's waiting for the discreet

moment.

Praise

silence for his excellency.

I am delighted this day to give the

official seal of approval on this happy

and shall I say enterprising pat

with the power invested in me by his

brutanic majesty. I hereby revoke your

prison sentence and declare that you,

Sarah Mcclelay Naane, have from this

moment on no longer the status of a

convict, but are a free woman in the

care of your husband.

Sir,

the lady's pardon.

It's not possible to thank you for

everything you've done, Sarah.

But I lost my mother when I was a very

small child.

I've never loved a woman before, if that

counts for anything with you.

Now that's enough. I'm not going to make

a fool of myself in a show of you,

Julia, for this handful of red coats.

Well, Sarah, I hope you are strong. A

long walk ahead through untamed forest

land.

>> It's shameful. London plans a farming

community and provides hardly a single

horse. I'll walk wherever Andrew asked

me to.

>> Oh, damn me for a fool. I've forgotten

to give my wife her wedding present.

Oh, Andrew.

Darling, thank you.

>> Can we afford them?

>> Sarah, enjoy what I give you if you

please.

>> There you go,

>> Charles. Ellen,

>> I'll miss you.

>> My congratulations, Mrs. McLean.

>> Here, Jeremy.

Get to me.

Have you decided yet on a name for your

new home?

Sarah is giving me my way.

I want to call it Kintire.

A good Scottish name.

To the House of Mcclelay then.

>> And to the mistress of Kintire.

>> Thank you.

Well,

we're all tired, aren't we?

>> I

tell Jeremy

Jeremy, put your ride on and tell Annie

we've arrived. Mrs. Mcclelay will want

hot water immediately.

>> Right, sir.

>> Thank you, Andrew.

Mr. Ogen, Mr. Trigg,

>> have you managed to get any work out of

him?

>> Oh, by standing over him and shouting

and screaming 10 times more than any

Freeman ever would.

>> Mr. Hogan. Mr. Oaken. I hear you then.

>> Annie Stokes. You'll be drawing a bath

for the mistress, I hope.

>> You think I don't know what's proper?

I've been in service all my life. If I

have uh apart from me a little bit of

trouble with the law as food as drink if

she wants hot water

she shall have.

>> Yeah. What's she like then?

>> You buggage. I here to serve your

mistress not to ask questions.

>> Oh mighty is she? And a moment ago her

no better than anybody else. Maybe

worse.

>> Mrs. Mcclelay will have no easy time of

it.

Sarah.

>> Oh, Andrew. Will they obey me?

>> They better.

>> No, dear. This I must do on my own.

You must be Annie.

I'll learn your names later.

Now I need a bath and I hope you've

prepared food for Mr. Mccclelay and Mr.

Hogan. It's been a long ride.

>> Yes, madam. Everything's ready.

Here off you two.

That's it. It's not the neatest job, but

they should fit snug enough.

>> Would it not be better to give each

railing a squared off bending so they

may fit end to end within the post hole?

Other farms use that method. Here's a

mere suggestion, of course.

>> Get on with your work.

>> Would you mind stepping aside a moment,

please, madam?

>> It is hard enough to keep discipline,

Mrs. Mccclelay, without interference

from people who may or may not know what

they're talking about. Hogan,

I know your memories are all of soft

Irish women who question nothing and

bend always to their men folks will. I

am not that kind of woman, and here now

I'm never likely to be. You must

accustom yourself to the idea.

I don't care what you think of me, but

it would distress my husband were you

and I to be enemies.

Wild country out here, Mr.

Worththington.

>> Mrs. Ryder, I cannot for the life of me

understand why you should wish to take

such a long and tiring journey.

>> I promised Sarah I'd be there to help

when her first child was born.

>> But surely this woman was a convict.

>> Precisely, Mr. Wington was a convict is

not now. Besides, she is my friend.

>> Hey,

get moving.

>> Good day to you, Mr. Denver. How goes it

here? Very nicely, ma'am. I'm well

pleased.

>> Too late. Get too late.

>> Hey, you.

>> I'm a father.

>> Come in quickly.

You must be Worthingington. Don't need a

doctor now. Sorry, Danny.

>> Go straight in, Julia. I want to tell

the news to Jeremy.

>> Really, Mrs. Wright? No gentleman would

have delivered a first child with such

little difficulty. Doesn't seem right.

>> I wonder what it is.

>> What?

>> The child?

>> Oh,

Julia. Dr. Worthington. Oh, I'm so sorry

to bring you all this way for nothing.

My dear, you may have to go straight

back if you're not to be cut off here.

>> What?

>> The rains. The local natives keep

warning Andrew that the river could

flood.

>> By all that's I I'm not at this moment

interested in the floods. Will you

please tell me what is the child?

boy.

Sarah

We'll make the corner here,

>> but the new stock will need more

fencing.

>> I think we'll try the other method this

time. end to end.

>> Mr. Mcclelay,

>> Mr. Dender,

what is it?

>> The flood wiped out my crop, Mr.

Mcclelay. I can't pay my debts. Not

unless I sell the farm itself.

>> We begin to grow, my love. I bought Mr.

Dendler's land, and very cheap it was in

the circumstances.

>> Mr. Mcclelay, I made you a list.

Oh, so that's how it's done, is it? The

lucky ones get rich on other people's

misfortunes.

>> I got here first and was intelligent

enough to choose high ground that

wouldn't flood at the first drizzle.

Are you saying that I don't deserve to

make good?

>> Andrew, I think Jeremy has a list of

purchases you're to make in Sydney.

>> Well, the man offered me his land. What

was I to do?

>> Lend him some cash to keep going.

>> You're too soft-hearted. It's a good

thing I'm not. The latest ship has just

brought news from Europe, Jeremy. Year

out of date, still a little frightening.

The French King Louie was executed by

the mob. We know which side you'd have

favored. Perhaps you think they ought to

rise up and do that to us.

>> Of course, I don't think that.

Come with me. Change your mind. Jeremy

can look after things here. It's a very

big occasion, Sarah. They've got rid of

foolish old gross. And what a grand

ceremony it will be to swear in Governor

Hunter.

>> David's too small.

Besides, I have no happy memories of

Sydney Town and its snobbish women.

I'm perfectly happy, Andrew, to stay

here.

>> Hogan, I shall have to leave my lady in

your care.

You should

gentlemen, officers, let me state my

purpose in calling you together before

the public ceremony begins.

I have been charged as the new governor

of this colony to suppress the illicit

trade in rum.

I expect the cooperation of every man in

this room.

>> I wonder if anything a parliament

decides at the other end of the world

can be expected to control what is

happening here. Surely

it's a matter for the local authorities

to decide.

>> I, sir, am the local authority now.

>> In London, they are in no doubt that the

somewhat lax atmosphere under Mr. Gross

must be changed.

To remind the colony of the king's power

and my power as his governor,

I have called here the largest military

assembly in I understand some years.

They've been dragged in, excellency,

even from the outlying districts, and

many areas, I may say, are left stripped

of guards.

>> I have brought them here so that the

whole of Sydney Town can see from the

outset that I am not the instrument of

the New South Wales core. I am the

instrument of the king.

But we can't have spent so much on food.

>> But we did and would have spent even

more if I hadn't beaten down the price.

>> I don't mean to criticize Mr. Hogan, but

it's Mr. Evans from Denver's farm.

Mrs. Mcclelay, poor Mr. Denver. It was

his last day on the farm, and he

>> Speak up, man. What's happened?

>> They've murdered him.

>> Murdered

>> Denver. Who has?

>> A convicts. They've broken out.

>> Well, you must go to get help. God,

there's hardly a soldier for miles

around.

>> Did they see you come this way?

>> I don't know, Mom. Very likely.

>> You must go to Parramata.

>> Paramatter?

>> Damn you, Mr. Evans. Can't you

understand? You must get whatever troops

they have to come here as fast as they

can or we've no chance. No chance at

all.

>> You'll go too, Mrs. Mcclelay and the

child. It'll be safer.

>> Nonsense. That would only slow Evans

down. Besides, I belong here.

>> I'm responsible.

>> I am responsible. I suppose I can shoot

a man as well as most if I'm forced to.

No convicts are going to take my home.

>> Evans.

You must go inside, mouth.

>> Oh, yes, Hogan.

And what do you intend?

>> Oh, I see. I'm the Irish rebel thirsty

for bloody revolution, am I? Why you

ungratefully?

>> Then follows, it must be. We'll be next.

>> We'll be here any moment.

>> You must trust me.

Right, lads. The C's flies. There'll be

plenty of pictures there, including

women.

Tell me.

our workmen have not seen the smoke.

>> If they do,

>> what if the convicts from Mr. Demer's

farm come this way?

>> Of course, with a gun.

I'm sorry, Hogan. A convict overseer is

not permitted.

>> I'll not be much use without one.

I wonder what my second in command is

doing right now.

>> Craig, you doubt his loyalty. The

thought of freedom now can stir the

blood.

Oh, wouldn't I like to be in Sydney Town

now, eh? Seeing the new governor and all

those red coats, too. Eh,

>> now then. So, it's to be a breakout, is

it? Glory be to God if I wouldn't like

to be part of it.

Don't touch that baby

in there.

Move, girl.

Well, now isn't it true the old saying?

When the cat's away, the rats will be

into the pantry. The master's off in

Sydney. Look what I managed to get my

hands on. What might you be intended to

do with that?

>> Break out.

>> Break out.

>> We can be seen out here. Let's talk

inside.

>> Hogan.

Hogan. You bastard.

>> Well, Hogan, you become the master's man

now. Where's the Irish rebel in you now?

>> Hogan. Hogan.

>> Hogan.

>> Are you there, man?

Hogan.

What are you doing out here?

>> This is what I'm doing here. My wedding

present for my husband. I'll not let

them be taken by a gang of desperate

men.

I know what you're made of.

trick.

Adam,

let me out. Let me out.

>> What is it, Annie?

>> The others, they gone. They're gone.

True they have.

>> No tricks now.

>> No, I'm with you. Honest. I am.

Help

me with this.

Open the door, boys. That's it, boys.

That's it, Dad.

>> Look after Nanny. And I mean that. If

anything happens to him, I'll kill you.

It's Mr. Daken and Drake.

He's coming. Is he with us or against

us?

>> I don't know. How can I know?

Please, Mrs. Betrayal.

I'm

>> losing

trick him out.

>> No,

much chance he's alive.

I've come damn it. Taking the office.

Get out of here.

>> Oh no.

Madam, I think they're gone.

Tri, you must come with me. You, too,

Annie.

He is alive.

Help me, Annie.

We'll never keep him alive till the

doctor comes. The troops will never

think to be a doctor. Of course, we'll

keep him alive. Do be quiet, Annie.

Call me madam

Johnny Pigman.

They call me Pigman because I'm a pig.

>> You do remember me from the good ship

Georgette

or you caught your officer jet and used

his fed to get where you are now.

Every conflict in the colony has your

marked and even your arrival. Here's

your story.

We hate you, madam,

because you play the lady with your

convict slaves.

>> You'll never escape us because there's

always someone

to drag you down.

You

sa

Sarah,

the hatred that man had for me.

He told me how I looked, although still

in chains.

A [ __ ]

That's what they think of me.

That's how they think I got everything I

have.

>> Sarah,

>> don't pretend you haven't thought the

same.

Do you deny you thought Andrew was a

madman to marry me?

Yes,

I did think that at first,

but my feelings have changed.

A man cut off from the society of women

will either love or hate the one woman

within his sight,

but beyond his reach.

>> So you hated.

>> No. No.

I watched you take on everything Andrew

was asked of you.

You never complain about the loneliness

of your life. You bore your child

without the help or company of other

women.

and Andrew.

>> What of Andrew?

>> When Andrew came off the Georgette, he

was not much more than a gambler, an

impulsive youth with big ambitions.

But what he is, you've made him.

I used to hope you prove the [ __ ] I

expected by falling into my arms.

But watching the woman you've grown into

there's only one feeling I can have for

you now.

I doubt even your Andrew could love or

desire you more than I do.

Jeremy.

>> Thank you.

>> You don't despise me then, Phil.

>> No,

of course I don't.

But we must forget we ever had this

conversation.

Well,

at least we won't be fighting each

other.

We can be friends.

Do you realize Andrew will hear the

story as every gossip tells it before

I've had a chance to tell him myself?

Dead man in the house. Mrs. Mlay hasn't

even washed off the blood.

And won't they surmise that Johnny

Pigman raped me first before he was

killed?

God,

let Andrew believe me.

You're old still driving

>> Andrew.

Oh, Sarah. Sarah. Darling.

Sarah, if they'd killed you,

Sarah,

he

can't forgive myself for leaving you out

here alone. I'll never forgive them.

From now on, I'll use them as I need

them without mercy or sentiment,

>> my dear.

>> I'll not put you at risk again.

>> Sydney Town is a far safer place for you

and the child.

>> Sydney Town, is it?

>> Decidedly, and it's a good place to be

now. Things develop so quickly.

>> It's very convenient that Sydney Town

should become safe and attractive just

at this time.

>> We'll keep Kintire on. Jeremy can manage

it for us.

and we'll build a store in Sydney near

the key. The trade is coming in, Sarah.

There's a need for stores and

warehouses. We should be part of all

that.

Andrew Mcclelay,

do you know what you're asking me to go

back to?

>> That nasty narrow world of women and

gossip and snobbery and prejudice.

>> My dear, I'm acting only for your own

good.

my good.

You're thinking only of your own good,

Mr. Mccclelay, and your pocket, too. I

know you well, and you don't fool me,

>> sir.

Now, we've never disagreed on anything.

Everything I do, everything is for you.

>> Oh, I know.

But whatever's happened here these last

few days, Kintire is still precious to

me.

>> And I am I still precious to you.

>> Thank you. Thank you. Bye-bye. Thank

you. Fresh eggs, fresh bread. Bread just

baked this morning. Beautiful bread.

Just baked this. Fresh eggs. Fresh eggs.

Fresh bread. Get your fresh bread. Fresh

eggs.

>> Fresh eggs.

>> You won't find a better cabbage than

this one.

>> Mr. and Mrs. Ryder. Is it?

>> Oh dear. The master and Mrs. Mcclelay

are not here yet. I'm to be the store

assistant, Mr. Clapmore.

>> Oh, please.

>> I can make tea.

>> I'm not sure whether that was an offer

or a bust.

>> Oh,

come on.

>> Come on down.

>> Fresh.

So, it's true then Andrew Mcclair is

opening a store.

>> It's such an insoluble corner.

>> I'm sure Andrew knows what he's doing.

>> My dear, I do hope so.

>> Hardly the place I'd have thought for a

gentleman to settle his wife,

but Mrs. Mcclelay, no doubt, is good at

adjusting to circumstance.

>> Super silly upstairs.

>> Here they come.

Come on.

>> Don't waste your pies there. All they do

is drink and th

>> Julia.

>> Where are you, Andrew?

>> Mrs. Mcclelay.

>> Mr. Clapmore.

>> Mrs. Ryder. Mr. Mcclelay. Mr. Clapmore.

>> Annie, would you take the baby upstairs?

Mr. Clapmore, there is a crib in the

cart. Would you bring it inside for

Annie?

>> Yes, ma'am.

>> Thank you.

>> Ryder.

>> Year in year out, things are the same

here. The colony will never be civilized

as long as the New South Wales core

controls trade and trades in rum.

>> I'm part of the rum trade, James. I

can't avoid it if I'm to survive.

Annie,

>> how Andrew can be so off hand. He quite

forgets that my own father spent years

at the bottle and died in the drunken

brawl. Oh, he's a little darn and he

sleeps through everything.

>> Yes. Well, can you give us a hand with

this carpet? Annie,

>> couldn't you close the window for me,

Annie?

I think Mrs. Mccclelay is a little

tired.

>> I'm sorry, Annie.

>> Julia, how am I going to turn these

terrible little rooms into a home?

Mr. Clapmore seems to have forgotten the

tea he promised us. Annie.

>> Yes, madam.

Sarah, you must not overt tax yourself

at this time.

My dear, all is well between you and

Andrew. Oh, of course. It's not quite.

Well, we're not the bright, eager

children we were when we started out. We

know each other so well, so closely now.

And that means each other's faults.

I think the marriage has to be accounted

a great success.

>> Well, you made the match.

>> Oh, no. You and Andrew needed no help.

You had eyes only for each other and

still do. You know, he hardly glances at

other women. I can't imagine myself even

noticing any other man.

>> Mr. Clapmore. That's your name. Where's

the master?

Mr. Hogan,

>> Andrew's gone down to the government

stores.

>> Right, ma'am?

>> What were we saying?

>> You were saying you couldn't imagine

yourself even noticing another man.

>> May it always be so.

Oh, aren't you the little love? Eh,

ain't you the little darling?

Going to grow up big and strong.

>> Big and strong, aren't you?

>> I know just the thing, sir.

Here we are.

Feel this.

>> Mrs. McCle, you cannot possibly be back

in the store already. always looking

after the little one. Oh, the little one

is a big bouncing baby, very happily at

this moment in the care of my devoted

Annie Stokes. Not a dozen feet above us.

>> So convenient.

Such good business you seem to be doing.

And you do attract the male customer.

When I came in during your confinement,

only your young male cleric was on duty.

There was hardly anyone in evidence at

all.

Does not this press of men disturb you a

little?

>> Not at all.

>> But my dear Mrs. Mcclelay, would it not

be more suitable if the servant woman

stalks were to serve the men? If that is

a correct expression, whilst you

exercise the duties of a mother

upstairs.

Ah, but I am mistress if that is the

correct expression of this domain and

will give it more devotion than even the

most industrious servant ever could.

Now, what do you wish to buy for? I

assume that is why you are here.

>> Perhaps I need that bowl.

Delighted

promisory note or cash.

>> Mr. Clapmore, would you attend to this

lady?

Mrs. Quickly, could I bother a man for

some tea or or even some water? It's

been a long discussion.

>> Certainly, Captain. Mr. Clapton,

>> how was the voyage, sir?

>> It was a nightmare, ma'am. Torn by

storms, the dear old Sisle was, and

barely got through.

>> Oh, I'm sorry, Captain, but tell me, why

is Mr. Mccclelay so busy and so excited?

Oh, he's thinking of buying the thistle.

Uh, patched up and with some good money

spent on her, she'll make a fine trading

ship for you.

>> Yes.

>> Yes, of course.

>> Andrew, we must speak here. It will not

be possible in front of the captain.

Now, Sarah,

>> what possessed you to go into such a

perilous undertaking? How can we

possibly afford such a venture?

>> Oh, you've borrowed money, haven't you?

Up there at the barracks from MacArthur,

I suppose. Oh, that would be delightful

to get into his debt.

>> From one of the other officers.

>> Well, I wonder how even a feckless

officer of the New South Wales Corps

could be so foolish as to lend money on

a leaking tub.

And what could you possibly have offered

as security?

>> Our crop.

>> Our crop

>> at Kintire. Our next crop.

>> But it is still in the ground and may

fail. Then what do we do?

>> We'll meet that problem when if we come

to it. Where's your sense of adventure,

Sarah?

>> We have two children now, Andrew. There

is so much more at stake.

>> I'm sorry, Sarah. This is something I

intend to do.

>> And that's the worst of it.

>> You intend to do it. Once upon a time,

we discussed everything. Made our

decisions together.

>> That's what my lady is angry about. It's

your vanity, my darling. Your vanity as

a businesswoman. You've not been

consulted for your valuable opinion.

I promise I will never leave you out

again. So long as you let me have my way

this time.

>> One condition.

The master of the thistle is very lucky

to have that ship taken off his hands in

that state. You must offer the lowest

possible amount. Save on the purchase

price and we'll have more of the loan to

spend on fitting her up.

Annie, the mistress and I have something

to discuss.

>> Oh, certainly, sir. I have to take the

children for their afternoon walk

anyway.

What is it? What's happened?

>> The thistle, the first mate, has had an

accident. He was drunk. I think she's

quite chip shaped and ready to leave. I

shall have to replace him, but at this

short notice,

>> my darling, how terrible. What will you

do?

>> It's a devil of a problem. I've had

trouble enough finding a crew already.

and to find someone experienced.

>> Oh, I wish I could think of something to

help.

>> There must be some solution.

>> Yes, there must be,

my dear.

Oh, but no, no, no. You wouldn't want to

do that.

>> Do what?

>> Well,

if it's not too foolish an idea,

couldn't you go yourself?

>> Me?

I

Well, I suppose I could, but you mean

leave you here alone for for months on

end.

>> From the moment you decided to buy the

Thistle, I've been waiting for this. My

Andrew, buy a ship and not sail it

himself.

The unfortunate first mate has simply

made it happen sooner than I expected.

I'd hope not to lose you so soon.

You know me so well and agree so easily

when I

>> Well,

I like the store and and I reckon I'm

not a bad traitor.

Sydney Town, if not as aggravating as

I'd feared, I can manage.

But I will worry a little about the

weather and and our crop.

And I'm sure I shall spend every night

thinking of you at sea.

and worrying if your patched up ship

will hold together and

bring you safely back to me.

>> I don't deserve you. I I don't deserve

your great heart, my darling.

I promise if I make the profit I intend

on this trading voyage, I will build you

a mansion such as Sydney Town has never

seen.

Now I must away and tell the men what is

to happen.

>> Mr. problem, sir. Come here. I know I

want six more in there.

Mr. MacArthur, look at that, sir. What

do you see?

>> Wool, sir.

>> Wool, sir. That's an ordinary wool, sir.

That's the wool I've been producing on

my farm with my methods. Well, feel it.

>> Plunge the hand in man. Feel it.

>> Well,

>> oh, it is indeed, sir. A rather fine

wool. Rather fine. That's the result of

crossbreeding Indian and South African

sheep with Spanish marino. Rather fine.

One day I'll work this wool up into the

finest in the world.

>> What will that accompany, sir?

>> You don't see, do you?

Well, whether you see what I see or not,

you'll take my wool.

>> If it's new, sir, I don't know about

that. Don't know that I have permission

to buy and sell anything, as you might

say, uh, experimental. Sir,

>> well, display it, man. Let it be seen.

Let the government and everyone know

what can be done.

>> I'll buy your wool, Mr. MacArthur.

We'll display it in the store and

advertise it to any ships that may come

in. You not object to exporting a little

if the price was right.

>> Mrs. Mlan,

>> come, sir. Give us the franchise. If the

government is reluctant, let the private

trader take the risk.

>> Thank you, ma'am. But in business, I

have only one rule. I only deal with the

head of the company.

>> But whilst Mr. Mccclelay is away, sir, I

am the head of the company.

And as you may be aware, we are as

willing as each other to take a risk.

>> Nevertheless,

when is your man expected home, Mrs.

Mcclelay? that I can't be sure.

>> I wish I could.

>> Well, ma'am, you don't mind if I leave

this here, do you? I don't intend to

lump it around town. If anyone asks, you

can tell them whose it is.

>> Here's my list. I'll be back. Mr.

MacArthur,

I have another question to ask you. I

have a problem.

Excuse me, Mr. MacArthur. Might we stop

a moment?

I have a problem. The only ships I can

do business with at present are those my

husband signed contracts with. Really is

tedious seeing other ships arriving and

have no access to their cargo.

>> What is it you want?

>> I want the same rights the officers

have. I want to join the trading ring.

>> Madam,

you will be tolerated as a trader so

long as you stay on your own patch. The

trading ring is closed to outsiders.

Even your energetic husband has barely

broken in.

Too much ambition does not sit well on a

woman.

>> Gentlemen, I'm a soul of generosity, but

I can't let this precious consignment of

finest English cheese go for such a

price.

>> Won't either of you go higher?

Not even a little higher.

>> Madam, this is a private sale.

>> It seems to be a public place.

>> You surely understand, Mom. As

representatives of the New South Wales

Corps, we are the only persons empowered

to negotiate with the ship's master.

Indeed, with any ship's master.

>> Empowered?

Oh, I'd understood you've been

encouraged, but actually empowered to

hold a monopoly. I should like to see

how the trading is done.

>> Let us proceed.

>> If I lower my price of two shillings per

pound to let us say one shilling and 10

pence

lower

>> one shilling and n

>> I will buy it one shilling and 10 pence.

And how much cheese, madam, will you buy

at that price?

>> All of it.

>> How then are we or any other officer to

obtain a share?

>> Why, sir? Anyone may buy cheese at my

store?

>> It's a higher price than one shelling in

10 bound.

>> My prices could hardly be higher than

yours.

>> You will nevertheless still wish to make

your profit.

>> If I buy in bulk, I need make only the

smallest profit on each transaction to

make it worth my while. Come, sir. Why

do you want all the cheese?

>> Do the officers eat so much?

>> We want it for the same reason you

wanted to sell it.

>> Could we not share it?

If you buy half the cheese and allow me

the other half, I'm sure we could

arrange a fair resale price amongst

ourselves.

>> Why compete, gentlemen, when we can

cooperate?

Allow half the cheese to Mrs. Mccclelay.

>> Thank you, gentlemen.

>> Welcome, madam, to the trading ring.

>> Good evening, sir.

Time for your evening meal, Mr.

Clapmore. Oh, I'll finish up here.

>> Thank you, ma'am.

>> Good night.

>> Well, what is it?

>> Oh, I don't know.

I've been out there on that farm for

weeks alone.

I had to come to you.

>> And now you have to go.

>> Sarah, please.

Don't you know what it is to long for

someone?

Ache for them.

>> You ask me that with Andrew away.

Andrew

always and only Andrew

Santa

Mle.

Andrew,

Andrew,

Andrew.

>> And it came from a wonderful country

thousands of miles away.

>> But how did you catch him?

>> Ah, that was a trick. Try to make it

talk, eh? But watch your fingers, boys.

>> So go on. Off the coast of Bengal,

>> a merchant piled to the beams with

precious cargo was drifting helplessly

onto the rocks when the good ship

Thistle came alongside.

>> It was, I may say, Mom, in all modesty,

a considerable feat of seaman ship to

save that vessel.

I have brought such things. Our store

will never be bare again.

>> It's beautiful.

Oh, so what's happening in the world,

Andrew? We're so cut off here.

>> You've heard nothing of the rebellion in

Ireland.

>> I promise at least one convict ship will

arrive here soon with a load of Irish

malcontents.

It's a bad thing. Political prisoners

bring their ideas here and ferment

trouble in the colony.

>> You once had some sympathy for what you

now call malcontents.

>> I was young and romantic.

>> You're not still romantic.

Very.

I'm about to build you the home I

promised you. Come.

It will be fine and handsome by the

water looking out across the bay.

>> The women folk of Sydney will adore

that.

The exconvict setting herself up in a

mansion like a fine lady.

>> Now Sarah,

>> Tile, you were out of their sight. They

won't cherish having me live in luxury

right under their noses.

Oh, let's acknowledge it, Andrew. I'm as

far from acceptance in this society as I

ever was.

>> It will be a fine house when it's

finished. Andrew,

>> can you imagine this drawing room with a

chandelier and a long dining table?

>> I'm not ungrateful, my dear. It will be

a beautiful house, but nothing will ever

hold the place in my heart that Canire

does.

>> Jeremy, I built her the finest house in

Sydney, and she forever talks of that

crude old place in the bushland.

>> A woman never forgets her first love,

does she, Mrs. Mcclelay? But you'll be

happy here. The more successful you are,

the more likely it is that Sydney

society will have to accept you. I

predict a prosperous and happy future

for Mr. and Mrs. Andrew Mcclelay,

>> who will one day be allowed to forget

that she was once the convict girl Sarah

Dane,

>> Governor Hunter,

>> Andrew

Thank you.

>> Your Excellency

>> Excellency

>> Mcclelay, I'm soon to leave the colony,

Mrs. Mcclelay, and it occurred to me

that I had not once visited your famous

store.

>> We're greatly honored, sir.

>> This is Major Favo. Perhaps you've not

met, but of course one has heard of Mrs.

Mcclelay. Mr. Mcclelay, I'd thought a

souvenir to take home with me. This

unfortunate place makes nothing of its

own. Perhaps something exotic from

India, China.

>> Some fine sandalwood furniture,

excellency, if you'd like to.

>> Rum jugs. I'm sure there's an endless

demand for those.

>> I There is no denying it, sir.

I set myself the task to clean out this

corruption.

I have not succeeded. But if the matter

is allowed to continue, one day there

will be a fatal collision between the

government and the court. When that time

comes, be careful what side you favor.

>> I hope that we may keep out of such

affairs.

>> You will all be involved whether you

wish it or not.

Come, Mr. Mcclelay, let us see this fine

furniture.

>> Excellency,

>> Major Fuvo,

>> I'm in search of something far more

prosaic. Ma'am, here I made a list.

Sugar, tea, coffee.

>> You must have a large family, major.

>> I'm a bachelor.

I have guests.

The same ship which brought our new

governor, Mr. King. May he prove as

effective as his predecessor.

Also brought a charming young couple who

are at present staying with me.

>> T Do you favor Indian or China?

>> A portion of each.

Captain Barwell was wounded in Holland.

Unfit for further service. He's

exchanged his commission for one in the

New South Wales Corp.

>> Did you say Captain Barwell?

>> Richard Barwell. Yes. And his wife

Allison. She's the daughter of Sir

Jeffrey Watson. Delightful couple. She

will add a little quality to the

society.

Is it possible you know them?

>> My wife knew the Bwells under different

circumstances.

>> Do they intend to stay long?

>> Well, they intend to settle here, Mom.

For good.

>> Why must they come here now? Why? When

we're so happy.

>> Come, Sarah. Barwell was an adolescent

when you studied with him, and she never

met you, did she?

>> I was a servant in his father's

household.

>> And now you're well now the most

prosperous lady in the colony.

>> Andrew, will you face what has happened?

Her father arrested me and had me

transported here as a thief. The

barwells will prattle and gossip and

tell the colony the details it's been

waiting to hear for years. Everything

we've set up here, they'll tear down.

Then we'll not let them. Now Sarah,

there must be something we can do.

>> Nothing.

>> Nothing.

>> You must not worry.

>> Not Andrew. Richard Barwell and his wife

know my whole story. It was her father

had me arrested and sent out here.

>> But you'd said he was your friend when

you were growing up. That was years ago.

You know how conventional such people

are in England and how snobbish. I am an

ex-convict

>> and the wife of one of the wealthiest

men in the colony.

>> But they are not impressed by wealth but

position.

>> Ali, wait.

I'm going back to town.

>> Move off.

Thank you, Major.

>> Your guest, Captain Barwell, doesn't

care for gaming.

>> Oh, the long voyage exhausted Mrs.

Barwell. He's a delicate creature.

>> For the time being, Barwell prefers to

keep her company at home. Your health.

>> Thank you. And will Bar will be an

acquisition to the colony?

>> I gather he's something of a spenthrift.

Feckless. His family has no money to

speak of. And the girl's father, Sir

Jeffrey Watson, said to have lost most

of his before he died. If young Barl

married her for her cash, he slipped up

there. But to tell the truth, I'd not

mind them off my hands before they start

becoming a burden.

>> What does the captain plan to do here?

No, he talks quite earnestly about

working hard to make his fortune.

>> I wonder if I might be of any

assistance.

Ah,

>> alone.

I was thinking merely of passing on my

experience, the problems one encounters.

>> I suppose alone is possible. But you

must meet. Shall I induce Bowwell to

have a game here one evening?

It's not the quietest place. I'd prefer

to meet him socially.

>> A difficulty there, of course. I could

have you to dinner, but um

>> No, you know, I had something else in

mind.

>> I see. He can't invite your wife to

dinner because she's an ex-convict.

>> Sarah,

>> don't hush me. You brought me back to

Sydney for society, for the company of

women. We don't discuss it, and you

appear not to notice it, but I have not

once been invited to any of their

houses. Julia Ryder remains my only

woman friend.

>> I know, and you've borne it bravely.

It needs someone to give these

conventional souls a lead.

As Allison Barwell is the grandest lady

the colony is likely to see.

>> A very grand lady I'm sure.

>> Then Allison Barwell it will be.

>> Your charming major fuvo has already

said no to that.

>> So my dear I did the obvious.

I invited them.

>> Andrew.

Andrew. You can't want to put me through

that. Untrained maids. A a manservant

who was a convict. Besides, Allison will

soon know if if she doesn't already that

the ladies of the colony do not visit

Mrs. Mcclelay.

>> Her husband needs my help and advice. He

will see to it that she comes.

>> Sarah, from the moment I looked into

your eyes on the ship, you've met every

challenge I've given you.

Very

well.

>> But I can't face it alone.

I'll send a message to Julia Ryder in

the morning.

>> Wonder what kind of man Richard Ba has

become.

>> According to the major, he's very

good-looking. Been something of a devil

with the ladies.

Though nowadays he has eyes only for his

wife.

Oh,

>> who the devil are you?

>> I am Bennett, sir. Mr. Mccclelay's

butler.

Do you like him? He's my latest

acquisition.

>> I'm sure he's a perfect adornment.

>> Take Mrs. Ryder in and announcer to the

mistress. James, I'd like to show you

the grounds and the stables.

Thank you.

>> Mrs. Ryder, mom

Julia,

welcome.

Thank you, Bennett.

My dear, Andrew's notion. We don't think

it's pretentious. I'm so nervous that

our attempts at gracious living will

look ridiculous to the barn wells.

>> You will carry it on.

You've done it beautifully, Sarah.

This is a lovely house.

Now, what is the point of this dinner

party? It's a dinner party. Must it have

a point?

Sarah,

it's Andrew's bid to have me accepted at

last. He thinks Mrs. Barwell, fresh from

London and of a rather grand family,

will show the colony that I

Let me show you to your room.

What are your feelings about Mr. and

Mrs. Vwell?

>> I'm not sure.

>> Does Andrew know that you and Richard

were once in love?

>> No, I've never told Andrew that. You're

not still in love with that young man.

How do I know until I see him?

We were children. Really? Or if only he

hadn't come to the colony. Julia, why

did he have to come?

>> Julia,

don't unpack. I've told Andrew I'm not

at all sure I wish to stay.

>> James, but we've just arrived. Why not?

>> One of the other guests is to be the

detestable Major Favvo. I shall get into

gesture.

>> I'd beg James to stay.

>> James, you make one protest in 10 years.

Why must he be now?

>> Favvo is everything one detests about

the New South Wales Corps, and worse

than most. The man takes a vicious

delight in inhuman punishments. He's

thought to be the crulest officer in the

core. What he does with his convicts is

his business, not mine.

>> I fear you've changed, Andrew, and I

don't much care for the change. Men like

Favo keep this colony a barbaric

outpost. Some of us are trying to

overcome the squalor of the early days.

That man drags us back into the mire.

>> Oh, give him a glass of madiraa, Andrew.

It'll calm him.

>> I am sorry that you find this an

amusement. To me, it is a matter of

principle. I do not wish to sit at table

with this man.

Do you know that recently one boy was

flogged so badly his shoulder blades

jutted out like knobs of ivory?

>> James,

I understand your feelings,

but we have never once deserted Sarah

when she needed us. I should hate us to

do so now.

No. No. If James would rather go.

Well, James,

>> can you swallow your principles, please,

James,

until the occasion is over?

I shall not be at my best. I fear

Don't let them laugh at Bennett. Please

don't let them laugh.

>> Major Favo,

Captain and Mrs. Barwell.

>> My dear Sarah, how pleased I am to see

you again.

>> Richard,

Mrs. Barwell, may I introduce my

husband, Andrew Mcclelay,

and our dear friends, Julia and James

Ryder.

>> How'd you do?

>> How'd you do? How do you do

>> Major Fuvo?

>> Mrs. Mcclelay,

>> my husband

James.

>> Major,

what you find to do here?

>> Do? We always find plenty to do. There's

the farm and the store, and I travel, of

course, whilst Sarah maintains the

business most effectively, I may say.

>> But that is work. I wasn't referring to

work. My husband means recreation,

pleasure. What does one do for pleasure?

In London, there are concerts, sports,

dinner parties.

>> I'm afraid you'll find social life much

more restricted here.

>> Our pleasures are quite simple. We live

so far apart. Even visiting each other

is a joy.

>> Oh, yes, I imagine so.

>> Have you recovered Mrs. Bartwell from

your long voyage?

>> Oh, my wife was very ill. Most of the

time she is not as strong as she might

be. Are you, my dearest?

>> Women's skin seems so brown here. I

shall have to have a parasol and stay

beneath it.

>> On the voyage, did you form any

impression of our new governor?

>> Mr. King, well, to be truthful, he's so

odd. It's difficult to take him quite

seriously as a governor of anything,

even a penal colony. Like,

Mr. King seems a very irritable person,

more concerned with his gout than

anything else. He's too fond of tippling

anyway to be any threat to our uh main

stock in trade,

>> which is

>> rum.

>> Yes, I am in two minds about this famous

rum trade. Illicit stills everywhere.

Officers selling liquor to anyone, even

convicts. It must lose us the respect of

the lower classes.

>> Oh, come major. We've all derived some

benefit from the trade. It must surely

encourage loose behavior.

>> Oh, beyond that, a whole new class of

person is becoming wealthy, being raised

up. In a civilized society, they'd be no

more than the laborers and servants they

began as.

>> Well,

Mrs. Mcclelay, what a delightful meal

and such good wine.

>> Thank you,

Andrew.

Bennett the poet.

Hiden is charming. Thank you, Mrs.

Barwell. Have you anything of

Beethoven's? People arriving in the

colony speak of him, but I've not yet

heard his work performed.

>> I should hope not, Mrs. Mcclelay.

Beethoven is known to be a great admirer

of Bonapart. It is hardly patriotic to

play his music.

>> As you wish. Of course.

How swiftly you work, Mrs. Mcclelay.

>> Don't you remember?

>> I was once employed by a dress making

establishment in London.

>> Yes.

>> But won't you give us some music? You

play, of course.

>> No, I don't. I often think it's as well

my children are boys. I, alas, have few

accomplishments to pass on to a

daughter.

You and Richard have no children as yet.

>> No,

>> no, not yet.

Richard would like to. It It's silly of

me. But

>> Sarah, I must sing for you.

>> Oh, darling, sing my song. It is my

favorite. Richard always sings it for

me.

>> And so he shall tonight. Let's have it,

Barwell.

Drink to me only with thine eyes, and I

will pledge with mine.

Or leave a kiss within the cup, and I'll

not ask for wine.

The thirst that from the soul arise

the ask a drink divine

but might I off

make a sip I would not change for thine.

Sarah, a triumph for us. An absolute

triumph.

>> Put the candlestick down, Andrew. You'll

spill grease everywhere.

>> Was it a success?

>> Oh, they came, didn't they? No lastm

minute ladylike indisposition from

Allison, which is what I half expected.

And the food and the wines.

I think her compliment was genuine. But

all that means nothing.

>> Nothing. Then why, please, did we do it?

>> We did it, my love, with one end in

view. And we've accomplished it. We've

captured him.

>> Who? Richard.

>> Every man has his vulnerable point, and

I have found his.

I am lending him enough money to buy a

farm and to build a house here in

Sydney.

>> Andrew,

>> they won't dare say a word against you

or I'll chop off their credit instantly.

>> Have you gone mad? Lend him money. The

pair of them have never saved a penny

piece in all their lives. What sort of

farmer would Richard make, do you think?

Oh, I'm sure he rides a horse very

prettily and no doubt was a brave

soldier, but I'll wager he doesn't know

a hoe from a spade.

>> He will have an overseer. Yes, that's

his way. Have an overseer so the social

round in Sydney Town can come first.

>> Sarah, listen to me.

>> And don't expect to see your money

again. When the farm fails, Richard

won't care. People of their sort can

sleep happily in their beds with a

howling multitude of creditors hammering

at their doors.

>> Sarah, my darling,

if I never see any of that money again,

it won't matter a jot. I've bought you

Allison Barwell's friendship. It only

needs her to call you Sarah once in

public. And you'll have the snobbish

ladies falling all over themselves,

inviting you to their dinners and

parties and whatever you wish.

>> I don't need these people. I've managed

without them.

>> You may not. Your children do.

One day, our children will be old enough

to notice how strangely cut off from

everyone else our life here really is.

They'll want friends, eventually wives.

For their sakes, we must take this

chance.

Yes.

Yes. I'm sorry.

But I doubt Allison Barwell really wants

to see me again.

>> Allison will do as her husband says.

She's in love with him, but not quite

sure of him.

>> You saw that?

>> Oh, any fool could see it. I guarantee

the handsome captain leads her a merry

dance with other women.

Anyone so in love and so afraid of

losing her husband is vulnerable.

I will exploit that vulnerability. And I

don't give a damn who has to suffer. As

long as you are accepted as you deserve

to be. As long as we too are happy.

Sarah,

aren't you pleased?

Mrs. Mcclelay

>> Captain

has the Here we go.

>> Your turn, Master David.

>> Mr. Ali, would you take the boys up to

the house?

>> David and Duncan, Ted will clean your

fish for your breakfast. You may stay

and watch.

>> Hold on then, boys. I'll pick up.

>> Clean my fish. Clean mine, too.

>> I'll clean them all. I'll pick up mine.

I couldn't stay away.

Was I wrong to come to you?

>> Yes, you were. You have a great deal to

learn about our life here. The town is

like a village. Gossip is scarce. They

would pounce on this.

>> This is Sarah Dane talking. All this

caution and prudence.

>> Defiance of convention are for those who

can afford it. I can't. I don't care. I

had to see you. Oh, that party, Sarah.

To be so close. To see you looking so

beautiful but so remote. I longed to

speak to you properly. In all these

years, I had dreamed.

>> In all these years, you can't pretend

you spared much thought for me.

>> But I never stopped thinking of you.

>> You have a wife.

>> Well, that was my family maneuvering,

insisting.

I was too young and too weak to resist.

But as soon as I heard you were in

Sydney town, I haunted the London docks

to get news of you. Truly, my dear, I

made excuses to visit anyone returned

from the colony. I I began to hear of

you. I pieced together your story, your

your pardon, your marriage. I was very

jealous.

Even the convict outbreak and your

killing of Johnny Pigman.

In my mind and my heart, I've been with

you all the time.

>> But what could you hope to gain by

coming here? It's foolish and dangerous

for both of us.

>> Sight of you

to be near you. That's all.

>> Richard, I'm sorry to disillusion you,

but you mustn't see me. Andrew

>> Andrew will never know that I love you.

I promise you that.

I have another reason for being here.

I believe that you still love me.

>> You take far too much for granted. Why

should I love you? I I have a husband.

>> Andrew is Andrew. The mirror to

yourself. You have the same dreams and

ambitions,

the same mad kind of energy.

But I am the first man who ever loved,

sir.

I have a claim on you. You can't resist

or reject.

Can you deny that you still love me?

Hey,

come. Come along.

What are you doing for God's sake?

Where's your mother and father? Who's

your mother and father?

Get down to the market and buy yourself

some fresh food.

>> Come on. Who wants me then? Hey,

>> all right. I'll work more on antenna.

Oh, now there's a man. A you sir, is

that you fancy me, darling? I

>> Why don't you take her, Jeremy Hogan?

She's cheap enough. And there's a room

out the back. I'll have a half point of

rum to warm me up instead. At least I

know what the consequences of that will

be.

>> Come in from Kintar, have you? Why,

you're almost lord and master there now,

huh?

>> That's a grim joke to make to a man

who's a long, long way from seeing his

part. Uh, they're a fine couple anyway,

Mr. and Mrs. Mcclelay, and I'm sure

they're grateful for all you do.

But you know how nice it must be for

Mrs. Mcclelay to have her old friends in

Sydney Town. Why, young Captain Bowwell.

Such a good-looking man. He seems to be

quite the regular visitor.

>> Oh, to be sure, Mrs. Barwell has been to

dinner at Glenbar only the once. But the

handsome captain now he is there all the

time.

>> Jeremy

>> and another thing Sarah the same Richard

Barwell is probably waiting for you

there at this moment. I saw him go

riding like a madman in the direction of

Glen Bar. Tell you it makes me sick to

my gut.

>> Barroom gossip and you're not above

listening to us.

>> You know this place. Everyone sniffs out

what everyone else is doing. The

respectable ones have been waiting for

years to trap you. Through that long

time Andrew was away at sea. You and I

knowing we were watched. We did nothing

to prejudice your good name. And now you

throw it all away.

>> Will you stop?

>> Richard Barwell means nothing to me. He

borrowed money from Andrew and comes

only for advice on farming.

>> Rides all the way in from Hyde Farm to

Sydney Town and seeks you out, not

Andrew. Visits you in the house to talk

about farming. Oh, come Sarah.

>> Tell him. Go up to the house now and

tell him it must stop.

>> Don't order me about.

>> Am I asking you to do the impossible?

Sarah,

if half the colony is gossiping, as I

suspect it may be, Andrew can't remain

in ignorance much longer.

>> You're right. Of course.

>> But come with me. Back me up.

>> Why?

>> What are your feelings about this man?

>> I've told you.

Richard, we must stop seeing each other.

>> My dear,

>> you are not to come here.

>> Someone has been gossiping.

Tell me, Sarah.

>> Well, if you must know, Jeremy Hogan has

overheard some very sarcastic.

>> Believe it.

>> My Sarah listening to the scandal

mongering of an ignorant convict.

>> He is much more than that. Jeremy is

part of our lives. You don't understand

how things are here. I am sorry,

Richard, but we must be sensible.

You really wish me not to come here ever

again?

>> Yes. It must be as cleancut as that.

Never again.

>> You mean that?

>> Go. Go. Please.

>> Very well.

But we can't be separated so easily.

That is not what is meant for us.

>> You're still the weak, spoiled child you

always were.

>> No, my lady. I'm a man who has suffered

because of you. And now you wish me to

go on suffering. Very well, I'll go. But

this won't be the end for us. It can't

be.

>> Ride as hard as you like, Captain

Barwell. I'd not weep if I'd heard you'd

broken your neck.

Good morning, Mrs.

>> Good morning, Charlie. I don't buy until

I try.

>> It's happened. As I promised, Sarah,

it's happened. Would you bring some to

the store?

>> Andrew,

what's happened?

>> It's an invitation to an official

reception at Major Favos for both of us.

>> So, that is our great social victory to

be entertained by the deadly major.

>> Not quite. Where to meet the guest of

honor there, Governor King?

What if the governor refuses to attend

because I'm present?

Or if he does attend only to snub me

publicly?

>> Sarah, you afraid of a romantic

governor? My dear, these things are all

settled beforehand as a matter of

protocol. It's possible the governor

himself suggested Fabau should invite

us. His way of getting to meet two of

the most prominent and, well, let's be

candid, most talked about persons in the

colony. But they do not invite

ex-convicts to such occasions. The free

women and officers wives have never

allowed it to happen. Will Allison be

there?

>> I assume so. But she wouldn't say

>> Richard and Allison are as changeable as

children. We've not been seeing them

recently. Who knows what may be in their

minds now.

>> I have Richard Barwell in my pocket. She

wouldn't dare snub you.

Mr. Clapmore,

>> what is going on out there?

>> Make your excellency good afternoon.

>> You there?

You were in court yesterday. The same

affection I see in here today. Well,

then what's your name? Wench

>> Bridg Kennedy, you worship, your

excellency.

>> Ah, but you have another name, haven't

you? What do they call you?

>> They call me the pony, sir.

>> That's it. The pony. Well, then truck.

>> You sir,

you sir, sell me an egg.

Apologies, good man.

>> The man's an absolute eccentric.

How can I face him, Andrew?

Lord knows what he'll do or say to us.

Mr. and Mrs. Johnson

>> officer and Mrs. Ramsey

and Mrs. Andrew Mcclelay.

>> Mrs. Mlay my dear Allison,

>> Mr. and Mrs. James Ryder.

>> Well, I'd like to know how Mrs. Bowwell

happens to be a friend of that creature.

Sarah Julia,

>> his excellency, the governor and Mrs.

King.

>> Good evening, excellency.

>> Settle in the government house.

Satisfaction's a little good.

will give her the answer.

>> Oh yes, Mrs. McCay,

>> your excellency.

>> How much a yard is that silk?

>> I'm sure for your excellency and Mrs.

King, we could arrange a special price.

>> You are not, Mr. Mcclair in the New

South Wales Corps, yet I believe you

enjoy some of its privileges.

>> Yes, excellency.

>> Do you know the great trouble I'm having

with officers of that body, sir? Some of

them wish to keep themselves so

exclusive that they will have no

connection with emancipates at all.

None at all. If an emancipated convict

with a full pardon from me, from the

king's personal representative, sir,

from me, if he so much as wishes to join

the core, they freeze him out.

Freeze him out. What is your position on

that sir?

>> It um is a little stiff necked,

excellency.

>> Stiff?

It's not their necks I worry about, Mr.

Mccle. It is their eyes. No vision.

We shall never progress in this

struggling little settlement until we

let the past bury the past and allow

every citizen who has earned the right

to be accepted on his or her own merits,

which in some cases are considerable.

Remember that, Mr. Mcclelay.

Remember it.

Though she does frighten me. I think I

would like to know. Mrs. Mcclelay, would

you introduce me?

>> Of course.

>> After dinner, your first dance will be

with me.

>> I'm sorry, Captain. My first dance will

be with my husband.

>> Sarah,

you have gone through your severest

test. Not at all. My greatest test was

meeting you again. And as I feel only

the deepest indifference,

I think I have passed it indeed.

>> Dinner is served.

Oh, Sarah.

Sarah,

the other women will invite you now.

You were magnificent.

I can go away now knowing you have

friends.

>> Go, Andrew. You're not planning another

sea trip.

>> No. No. Jeremy and I have been talking

about buying a new property. Oh, you're

getting very greedy.

>> Do we need another?

>> It's for our children, dear. We've two

fine boys to think of.

>> And isn't there to be another?

That is certain now.

Well, then we must add to our little

empire.

>> There's a farm for sale not far from

Castle Hill. It's been without an owner

for some time now. is rather

dilapitated. But with a few weeks hard

work, Jeremy and I should make it ship

shape.

Will you mind being alone?

>> No,

not if you're happy.

>> But I think, my darling, your talk of

all my women friends is a little

premature.

>> We shall see.

Bye-bye.

>> David Duncan, leave it alone. Come with

me.

>> Come on.

You go.

>> Good morning.

>> Good morning,

>> my dear. It's Mrs. Mcclelay.

>> Yes. We met at Major Favvo's dinner for

the governor where you, my dear, were

such a great success. And these are your

children.

How fortunate that I should meet you. I

was wondering if you might be free to

visit one afternoon and take tea.

>> I thank you. Yes.

My it's dusty. Would you care to come

with us to the store to take tea? Tea in

a shop? What a novel idea.

Come on, boys.

Farwell. It's good to see you, man. It's

been some time.

>> Andrew,

>> that's a fine steed you have.

>> Yes. Isn't he superb?

>> Not cheap.

>> Oh, very expensive. One likes to have

the best.

>> You don't think it extravagant?

>> How you spend your money is your

business. Did you call in on Sarah?

>> No, I I thought it might not be semly

with you away at priest.

>> What if two old friends can't meet?

>> Oh, perhaps you're right. It's a very

conventional town. I'm on my way in now.

Asa's time is about due. No sign of a

family for you and Allison.

>> No,

Allison finds the farm quite enough to

deal with. I think she expected a a nice

pocket handkerchief with neat English

hedges.

Oh, but she's a fine girl.

>> Thank you, Andrew.

>> Well, do work hard, Richard. A farm

needs love and care. Cheerio.

Here

he is. Do you like him?

>> I don't know yet.

>> What should we call him?

>> He reminds me of my father.

I think we should call him Sebastian.

>> Sebastian?

>> He's very small. You shall have to help

us look after and protect him.

>> I'm the biggest. I'll look after him. I

promise.

>> Thank you, David. I know you will.

>> Well, off you go, you two.

>> I'm sorry I didn't get here in time.

>> Oh, I am quite used to managing it,

dear.

>> I shall have to return to priests fairly

soon.

There's a good deal more work than

Jeremy and I realized.

>> Oh, I met Richard Barwell on the way in.

>> Is he well?

>> He knows little or nothing about

farming. Yet, you know, I can never feel

it in my heart to despise the man.

>> I could despise him very easily if he

wastes your money.

>> Sarah, you're too harsh on him. I

believe he wants to be your friend.

>> Yes.

Must you stay away?

>> When I can't abide it any longer without

you, I shall send a messenger. That is

unless you've transferred all your

affections to

Sebastian.

quite skillful.

And why would anyone want to paint these

unloly native trees? A much prettier

result if you painted fine old English

trees from memory.

>> I happen to love the native trees and

find them quite beautiful in their own

way. What are you doing here?

>> Visiting a friend. A friend of my

wife's. A wife of a colleague. Could it

be more innocent? I thought you'd accept

it.

>> I accepted nothing. I'm tired of trying

to live my life without ever seeing you.

>> We have met at parties, dinner parties.

That will have to be enough.

>> I never see you as I wish to see you

alone. And you are going to allow me to.

I've been a fool. I've had weapons I

could have used.

>> Weapons?

Are you perhaps a little drunk?

>> You always fear gossip. Well, in all

this time, we have been blameless. No

one has had anything to gossip about.

But if, my dear, we suddenly stopped

seeing you socially.

What if it got about that having tried

out of courtesy, Allison could not stand

the company of this upstart felon

anymore?

>> I don't believe you could be so cruel.

>> Do you think I wish to be? You drive me

to it. You can't do such things anyhow.

Andrew

>> Andrew has every reason to maintain

things as they are. You were both

accepted as you never were before. To

call in my debts will put all that at

risk.

>> No, Sarah. You're trapped in the

respectable situation you created for

yourself. There's no escape.

If I choose to visit here occasionally,

well,

you have to see me.

Do make yourself comfortable.

>> I certainly intend to.

What a fool I was not to see these

possibilities earlier. Never mind. I

should make up for lost time now.

Do you think Annie might make me a cup

of tea?

Oh, Jeremy,

is Andrew not with you?

>> No, ma'am. I have a message from him.

>> I'm to come to Priest's Farm.

>> He suggests leaving the children at

Paramata with Mr. Mrs. Ryder, then to

come on with me.

>> Good. Richard,

did you not hear? I am about to pack.

You had best be on your way.

>> I think not.

>> What do you mean you think not?

>> I'm quite comfortable, thank you. It's

very pleasant here. You go if you wish.

I'll stay on a little.

>> It is not your house. You mind your

tongue.

>> Jeremy,

>> Richard, you cannot stay on here without

host or hostess present. Have you no

sense of fitness?

>> Where should I go? I'm sick to death of

that damned farm.

>> That's exactly where you should be

working. You seem to think good fortune

happens as if by magic.

Now, will you go, please? I must pack

and don't wish to keep Mr. Hogan.

>> Mr. Hogan can wait a moment longer. I

wish to speak to you, madam, privately.

>> Richard, you are not to compromise me in

front of Jeremy Hogan.

>> That is the very reason I wish to speak

to you. You keep me at arms length with

one word from that Irish brute and you

jump to attention instantly.

>> He happened to bring a message from my

husband.

>> If you fear being compromised, can you

really mean to travel for hours on end

through the deepest bushland alone with

a convict rebel? You think no one will

gossip about that? Oh, I'll be happy to

start the rumors myself.

>> Jeremy, I want you to tell Ted Mali that

I'll be coming with him and the children

in the carriage. I want you to ride on

ahead and tell Mr. Mcclelay that I'm

coming.

>> But we can all travel together.

>> Do as I say.

>> Man's in love with you, isn't it?

>> Nonsense. I saved his life. We've all

been through so much together.

>> Oh, all very admirable, Sarah. But how

long do you intend playing off one man

against another?

>> You are like a greedy child. You must

have everything your way. Sorry, Captain

Barwell, but you have just ruined

everything for yourself. I was almost

persuaded I had to tolerate your visits.

But I don't care now. I don't care what

you say or Allison says or what Andrew

fears. I don't fear you or your gossip

or anything you do. This time I'm

certain. I never want to see you again.

Come on, move it.

Come on, get a move on.

Go on, get a move on.

>> What is it, Ted?

>> Gold is caster. Schuman.

Duncan.

Now, children, are you thirsty?

>> Yes, mama. Now stay here and I'll see to

it that Ted gets you some lime juice.

>> Ted for the boys.

I think I'll rest in that cottage.

>> That's no cottage, man. That's an in for

selling.

>> Oh, Ted, I'm sure I'll come to no harm

in Nell Finnegan's parlor.

>> Come along, boys.

>> Would you be coming in here, Mrs.

Mcclelay? No.

>> Well, I'll be putting you in the back

parlor, Mrs. Mcclelay, away from all

this riffraff. How is that handsome, Mr.

Mcclelay?

>> Well, thank you.

>> I'm sure you'll be more comfortable in

here.

>> Excuse me, sir.

>> Another poor Irish lad. Oh, I wish

they'd be learning to keep their

opinions to themselves.

>> Certainly, it is not to be seen by a

lady.

So many lashes already.

>> Punishments here have been known to go

to 800 lashes. That is not pretty to

see.

>> Eight.

I lived through the revolution in

France, but I swear I did not see there

as much systematic cruelty as I have

seen in the settlement in one day.

>> It does not seem to trouble the local

people.

>> We have learned to harden our hearts.

>> Madame is very strong.

Oh, I'm sorry. I don't mean to stare,

>> but a complete stranger is such a rarity

here.

>> Permit me to introduce myself.

>> Louis de B, late of

>> Well, that doesn't matter.

I'm exploring what I can of this outpost

of

civilization.

some wine.

>> Thank you.

>> Do you intend a short visit or perhaps a

long stay?

>> Oh, that depends on whether I find

something of interest to keep me here.

>> And what are your impressions so far

apart from that?

>> I'm not sure. The harbor and the forests

have a certain beauty, yet the people do

not even seem to notice them. I mean,

all effort has gone into surviving. When

that is no longer a problem, what kind

of life will it be?

>> You've not even begun to think of such

questions. I know my life is all work.

>> You work?

>> We have our farms and a store in the

town.

>> Oh, but excuse me. I don't know.

>> Oh, I'm sorry. I'm Sarah Mcclelay.

>> Mrs. Mcclelay.

>> Sarah Mcclelay.

Ted, the children didn't see.

>> Did not, ma'am. I kept them away.

An Irish lados.

Punishments never stop.

Now, boys, shall we count the geese as

goes by?

>> Yes, please.

>> There's one, two,

>> two.

>> Oh, Ted, you're so good with the boys.

>> I am.

>> I had two boys and my own man back home.

>> Had I never see them again, now would I?

Oh, Ted, if all the Irish convicts were

as softly spoken as you. Oh,

>> I've opened me mouth in your me time,

ma'am. I've learned not to take risks.

But that can be a loss as well as a

gain.

Ted, if we leave the boys with Mrs.

rider at Paramata and press straight on.

Could we get to police farm by

nightfall?

>> Now Gold is stepping out again. I don't

see why not.

>> Sarah,

>> Andrew

Anyone

made any approaches to you about?

>> Not yet. Thought there's a lot of

whispering going on.

>> And if they do,

>> I must get the horse stabled.

>> I'd like to know, man. Where would you

stand?

>> If and when it happens, I don't need

your advice, Hogan. I make up me own

mind.

Oh, God knows there could be misery in

it. Either way,

>> Mr. Priest must have been an interesting

man. The way he spared those native

trees,

first thing most of us do is chop them

all down.

>> Mr. The priest was a dreamer.

>> Oh, Andrew.

>> He neglected his crops, drank himself

into debt, and ended up hanging himself

from one of those trees you so admire.

>> Oh, dear. Nothing but misery and death

today.

There was a flogging at Castle Hill

Junction.

>> Floggings are common enough.

>> Another Irish lad. Ted was quite upset,

but very quiet and discreet as always.

So much goes on here under the surface

that we don't know about.

I think Mr. Priest's trees are a rebuke

to us. That poor man out here struggling

alone. He still had a feeling for

beauty,

for something.

All our effort goes into surviving.

What kind of life is that? Oh,

>> damn me, woman. You usually seem content

enough with it.

Stars and saints.

That's it.

>> That's what, dear?

>> Well, having got you out here, I may

have to drag us back to Sydney Town. The

governor's reception.

>> There's no hurry. We've not been

invited.

>> We shall be, my dear.

We shall be.

Now, where's my tea?

Mr. and Mrs. Andrew Mcclelay.

>> Mr. Mcclelay. Mrs. Mcclelay.

>> Your excellency. Delighted to see you

again.

>> A remarkable young woman, Sarah Mccle,

and I'm second to none in my admiration

for her. But how is it she has received

a Government House when no other

ex-convict has had the privilege?

>> It's quite simple. The governor's wife

wishes to start a girl's orphanage.

There are hundreds of illegitimate

convict offspring without a home.

>> Mrs. King, in order to house them

adequately, requires money. And Andrew

Mcclelay has made a contribution

>> of it is whispered £1,000.

>> He bought his wife her invitation to

government.

>> Nothing unusual in that major. All rank

is purchased one way or another.

>> Sam, my dear, how distant.

Sarah, how good it is to see you again.

We must find time for a chat.

>> You want to have a chat with my wife?

Why do you want to have this chat?

>> It was I who suggested it, Richard. Now,

please don't start an argument.

He's been drinking too much.

>> More than that,

there's something troubling. Allison,

>> Miss Louie de Boier,

come. Let's get you a drink.

>> The [ __ ] to [ __ ] an aristocrat.

Then

>> a runaway from the revolution. It could

be anything.

>> At last, I'm not the sole topic of

conversation.

>> Bless you, Miss.

>> An aristocrat would not be announced as

miss.

>> Mr. and Mrs. James Ryder,

>> Julia.

>> Sarah, my dear,

>> James. Andrew,

>> well, what do you think of our

Frenchman? Eh, a man of certain mystery,

it seems.

>> Is Msure an aristocrat?

>> Oh, I have it that he's merely a

secretary or distant relation or some

such to a wealthy count who about to be

arrested entrusted Msure with the

mission of smuggling the family jewels

out of France and safely across the

channel. And the count was executed and

Msieur kept the jewels.

>> Who knows?

>> My dear, you mean you don't?

>> Mrs. Mcclelay, Msie Dejier claims to be

acquainted with you already. Surely he

dreams.

>> No, Mr. MacArthur. He doesn't dream. Mio

>> Madame,

>> this is Mr. Mccclelay.

>> De B

>> and our old friend, Mr. and Mrs. Ryder.

this year.

>> Charmed.

>> MacArthur,

>> we hear these fleces of yours are

improving every season. When are you

going to sell some to a poor struggling

farmer like me that others may share in

the benefit? If you had the monopoly on

a very promising asset, ML, would you

part with it?

>> Monopoly, sir, that's the word. It's the

only thing you military men understand.

Excellency,

>> I don't take the reference.

>> You know, Mr. MacArthur, you know very

well what I refer to.

>> The military wish to control everything,

even the courts of justice in this

colony. The trial last week was a

scandal. Impartial justice. When a man

accused of insulting a superior officer

is judged by six similar officers, all

friends of the accuser.

>> As I was a superior officer.

>> The accuser? Yes,

I will reform this curious legal system

and put civilians on the bench to

balance the military. This unfortunate

colony has too long been the play thing

of the insulent officers of the Ram

Corps.

Mr. Mccleair.

Good evening, sir.

My dear, isn't it time we danced

together?

>> No, no, Mlan. Let you dance with my wife

and I shall dance with yours.

Come on. Yeah. Yeah.

Hey.

Hey. Come on. Yeah. Yeah. Come on.

Come on.

Good horsemanship, Louie. You see,

you're at home here already. Oh,

>> I could come to like this strange horse

with its peculiar trees.

>> Well, shall we race again?

>> But this time for a prize to be decided

by the victor.

the winner.

Hello. What is the prize to be?

>> Ah, the finest bottle of clarit wine in

the colony.

>> Oh, superb. I'll begin the search as

soon as I get back to Sydney town.

>> Sarah.

>> Ah, my darling. Louie and I have had a

very serious talk. We may soon have some

news for you. But nothing.

>> What is Andrew plotting now?

>> I'm very touched.

He wants me to join him in a business

venture.

It's the first time in all my travels

that anyone has made me feel valued.

It is magic the afternoon light here.

That strange hush that comes over the

forest.

>> I love it here. I always have.

>> Andrew's offer has helped me to decide.

I intend to apply for a grant of land.

>> Louie, are you sure? What is there here

for you? The people are not your people.

>> I am in need of a new adventure.

>> Land cannot be taken up as an adventure.

You must dedicate yourself to it. Care

for it. Farm it properly.

>> I assume you are no farmer.

>> Sarah, you're so feudal.

Land is your god. But look at it.

Hundreds, perhaps thousands of miles

untouched.

>> Why does it shock you that I should have

a little piece of it to play with? And

if you tire of it, just walk away and

leave it.

>> Why not?

It's a famous life somewhere in France

is out of the question.

The monarchy

will never get back on the old terms.

>> Could you not perhaps make peace with

the new regime?

Sarah, have you been listening to gossip

of the dark past of Louis de B?

>> Is he a poser a pretender?

A villain?

I had a noble cousin, a marquee.

Now when he knew the blow was about to

fall, he turned to me. I had lived all

my precarious life making myself

indispensable to the rich but suffering

bitterly the experiences of the poor. He

knew I could survive. He gave me his

child

and the family jewels. We got to the

coast and so to England

>> and the marquee

>> was killed

and sadly the child fell ill and died

>> leaving the jewels in your hands.

>> Oh, the gossips say I quake in my

goldbuckled shoes for fear another

relative will turn up with a claim to

the fortune. But so far no one. And if

one should come.

>> It is rumored you have a wife. Oh yes, I

married in England.

I thought her beautiful but found her

heart was a splinter of ice. More at

home in an O than in a cell.

We had a child,

a daughter,

and then we parted.

I have learned how little real love

there is in the world, Sarah.

What you and Andrew have is precious as

rubies.

Thank you for telling me this.

>> I don't care what anyone else in this

outlandish place thinks of me, but you

and Andrew. And if I stay, it will be

because for the first time in all my

wanderings,

I found friends.

Andrew, if MacArthur appears today, no

arguments, if you please. Now, at the

moment, he'll be even more prickly than

usual.

>> Ah, you're right about all of them.

They're nothing but profiteeers and land

grabbers. I despise them.

>> Of course, you despise them.

Not one of them is as practiced in the

art of prophetering as you yourself.

>> And you you have very little time for

the second rate.

>> I can't imagine why anyone suffers your

rudeness.

Unless it's because your politeness is

worse.

>> You've not yet found me that bottle of

clarity.

>> You lucky I spared you.

Don't disturb yourself, Mlan.

I know how at home you feel at our

gaming tables.

>> MacArthur,

I'm sorry to hear of your misfortune.

>> I thought you'd be pleased, sir.

I am disgraced.

I fought a duel, wounded my opponent.

There's nothing unusual except that we

have a governor who professes to be

outraged by such things

and sends me to face court marshall.

Can I help

your farm while you're in London?

>> Still longing to get your hands on my

property.

>> Oh, come sir. It was an offer of help.

>> Help?

This man enjoys the privileges of the

New South Wales Corps, yet has never

been a member. He has done as well as

any of us from the rum monopoly. But did

he support me or any other officer in

our dispute with the governor? No, he

did not.

>> I don't, as it happens, trade in rum

these days. It's not my concern.

>> You are rich enough now not to need it.

And don't think we don't understand your

motives.

If the government ever does crack down

on the rum trade,

it will look kindly to those who have

clean hands.

M

sir

Louie I believe Mr. MacArthur is

correct. We really do have very little

in common with the core these days.

Surely

the bourgeoa will inherit the earth. And

I have never met such examples as here

in Sydney.

I intend to breathe a little oldworld

civilization into this dull colony.

>> You can but try.

Steady. Be careful there. That's a very

precious piece. Very precious piece.

This, ladies and gentlemen, is the most

pretentious landowner in the Southern

Hemisphere.

>> Excuse me, sir.

Marvel

marble for this hell hole. He does it to

impress his friends.

My friends, Captain, are my business.

Excuse me. You have the capacity, sir.

The weedling ingratiating capacity, sir,

to wing good people away from their

friends.

Who sees anything of the Mcccllays these

days? You monopolize their affections

entirely.

I'm sorry that you feel excluded. Are

you insulting me, Monsure?

>> Captain,

please.

I have much to do.

Tell you what you have to do, Miss.

I challenge you to fight a duel with me.

>> Don't be foolish, men.

>> Don't condescend to me, sir. I should

take

Look at you. You used to take such pride

in your appearance.

>> Not a school boy. She talks to me as

though I would go.

>> Go home, Richard. Go home and ask

Allison to look after you as I'm sure

she wishes to. Please don't make a fool

of yourself in this public place.

What has made him such a quarrelless and

difficult young man?

>> Captain Barwell has never been happy

here.

>> Lately, his ill humor seems aggravated

by rum.

>> But keep working there and careful of

those pictures.

>> Sir, you're very pious.

>> I know. I like the comforts the rum

trade has brought me, but to see all

rich's youthful promise washed away.

>> I understand.

Stop wasting time. Get those pictures

moving.

Come on. Get back to work, you Irish

pigs.

>> Well, if that isn't the most splendid

single item we've ever offered.

>> Yes, we should get a fine price for it.

Sarah, I must Allison, how nice to see

you here.

>> You're very welcome, my dear.

>> Are you well?

>> Oh, you're looking very tired, Allison.

Is something the matter?

>> Um, well enough. Thank you.

>> Oh, that is so beautiful.

When we first opened, Allison, we were

able to offer only the absolute

necessities. Now

>> I must have it.

>> One must have something, some

some beauty in one's life.

>> It is very expensive,

>> my dear. It should go to someone who

will appreciate it thoroughly.

>> Will you take tea?

>> Thank you. No, you will take tea with me

at home one day, please.

Please don't sell it to anyone else.

I'm sure Richard will buy it for me. I

shan stay. I I shan look at anything

else. I would tell Richard that he must.

He He wouldn't deny me, would he? He

couldn't.

Sarah Andrew Ora.

Well, that young lady's husband.

>> Oh, I do wish you wouldn't encourage her

in her extravagance.

You know, they'll never be able to pay

back one tenth of what they owe you.

They get deeper and deeper into your

debt.

>> Exactly what we agreed should happen.

So long as Allison keeps inviting you to

her social occasions, I am well content.

>> Nevertheless,

I do wish her aunt, old lady Linton,

would die and be done with it. Sarah.

>> Then they could go back to England and

enjoy her inheritance, and we'd be rid

of them once and for all.

>> You shouldn't wish such a misfortune on

a poor old lady.

>> And you really shouldn't let Richard

upset you so much.

Mu and Louis said he would build the

biggest house in the colony.

>> Is it bigger than ours?

>> I believe, boys, it will be. We shall

see.

There she be.

And it's beautiful.

Sarah, Andrew,

>> Louie, Luma,

>> Louie, congratulations.

>> Please, children, hurry on up.

>> You like it?

Ah, my housekeeper, Madame Balv.

>> Madame Miss

Pre.

Shall I leave it for you to pour?

Madame,

>> thank you. Yes.

>> Will that be all miss you?

>> You may retire. Madame Balbe,

>> a very handsome woman.

>> I managed to bring her out from France.

A French house needs a French

housekeeper.

>> Coffee Louie

>> Melie. No,

>> Andrew.

>> Thank you, my dear.

>> I've been keeping back my news.

A letter from England.

My wife has died.

>> Oh, Lou, I am sorry to hear that.

>> Oh, Louie.

>> From a chill

caught when she was out hunting.

How else would she die?

I've decided to go back to England to

fetch my daughter out here.

I almost envy you.

It's been a long time since I've had a

trip.

>> But Louie, surely there is nothing here

for a child brought up as your daughter

has been.

>> That's what her English grandfather

says. I do not agree.

I think some coffee after all.

>> Andrew.

>> Mhm.

>> We're so lucky.

I think Louis has never known the kind

of love we've always had.

>> No, of course he hasn't. Nobody has.

>> Andrew. Mhm.

Do you think Madame Balf is

>> Louie is a man with all the usual

appetites. I have no doubt she's his

mistress.

>> Mhm.

Jeremy,

>> where is Andrew?

>> Up at the house with Louie.

>> I must see him. I don't wish to alarm

you, but

>> it's Richard.

>> Are you together?

>> Not likely.

>> Well, what did you want to say to

Andrew? Tell me. Your driver, Ted Ali,

he's still with you?

>> Yes.

>> And his behavior? Nothing strange?

>> No,

>> Richard. Oh, that poor beast. It looks

like you've driven him without a stop

from Sydney.

>> We have your servant here. I wish to

speak to you privately.

>> So, as it happens, does he?

>> Jeremy, if you wouldn't mind.

>> If you insist. M.

Is this your latest madness? You want us

to be talked about?

Sarah,

it's over.

My marriage, Allison, we fight all the

time now.

Last night, I came home very late.

>> Were you drunk?

We had a terrible argument

about

about my drinking, about going home to

England, about this hateful colony.

>> About me?

>> No, never. I promise you.

>> Well, then tell me what happened.

>> Something I've never done before.

I struck her.

I was very ashamed. I tried to make

amends, but she told me to get out.

All this time of silence between us, and

you are still the only one I could talk

to.

>> That poor girl.

Of course, your marriage isn't over.

Allison needs you.

>> It's all a pretense.

>> Nevertheless, you will go on.

Now,

you'll join Andrew and Louie at Louis's

house, and we'll pretend that you've

come on an impulsive social visit. I

have no desire to go there. How you and

Andrew can waste your time on that

French upstart.

>> He is a gentleman and our friend.

>> He's a fake and a liar. A pretty

bourgeoa who got his hands on some money

during the trouble and has lived out his

lie ever since.

>> Captain Marwell

>> makes me sick the way you and Andrew

Groble. That is enough.

>> Mrs. Mcclelay expects an apology.

>> Take your hand away from there, you

ruffian.

>> Will you apologize to Mrs. Mcclelay?

>> Will you apologize to me?

Stop it. Stop it. Both of you. Don't be

a fool. If you strike him, you could be

flogged and sent away to a chain gang.

If

>> I were a free man, I'd kill him.

>> But you're not a free man now. Please,

no more of this. Richard,

>> I came here to speak to you. If I can't

do that, come on.

You love it, don't you? Two men fighting

over you. You have no heart. I doubt you

have a natural feeling in your whole

body. Everything you've ever done has

been calculated to get what you want.

There's no softness in you. You're

shrewd and hard.

Sarah,

>> you're a fool.

You don't begin to understand me.

We could have lost you in your

foolishness and over that spoiled child,

Richard Barwell.

Don't waste your time being angry with

him,

nor me.

Oh, come here.

>> Don't do that. Don't ever do that.

I don't want a sisterly peck on the

cheek. I'll have from you the kisses I

want or none at all.

>> I'm sorry,

Jeremy. What is it you so badly wanted

to say to Andrew?

Can't you tell me?

>> To tell you the truth, I don't know

what's best. I run a risk even coming

here.

>> What is it?

>> The Irish convicts. All of us are being

dragged into it. Even your man Ted May,

whether he's inclined to or not.

>> A breakout.

>> They're nervous about including me.

Running canire for you makes me more of

a farmer than a convict in their eyes.

But I was once a political prisoner and

I'm still Irish.

They're testing my loyalty.

>> I don't know if you're aware what they

do to inform us.

>> You must tell us nothing.

>> Except will it be soon?

>> I don't know.

Maybe days, even weeks. It could be

tomorrow. Sarah, should I warn Andrew?

>> No. No. If you do and he takes any

action, you're as good as dead.

I'll tell him.

>> If they trace that back to me,

>> then I'll say nothing.

Simply keep my eyes and ears open and

try to anticipate.

>> God, I wanted to give you a chance. I

don't know what's best for any of us.

>> If it does happen, where is the safest

place?

>> Banan could be safer than most. It's so

far away out here.

>> Then I'll try to keep Andrew and the

family here.

>> I don't know, Sarah. I think Andrew

should be given a chance to decide.

Well, I'll try to bring the conversation

round to it.

I think Louie may help here. I think

he's been expecting something like this

to happen.

Jeremy, no one will ever mention that

you've been here. I promise.

If they do break out, where do you

stand?

with them

in spirit. But it's not as easy to take

a gun against people as I once thought.

And now have more to lose.

>> Sarah, where have you been? We must eat

quickly. We're to leave for home this

afternoon.

>> Leave. But Andrew brought the Sydney

Gazette out from Paramata. It's full of

MacArthur.

>> Mr. MacArthur has evaded his court

marshal in London by the simple

expedient of resigning from the New

South Wales C.

As a private businessman, he has been

approaching some of the wealthiest men

in England to help him expand his sheep

breeding activities. If I don't act

immediately, I'll be left behind in this

race.

>> Act? But what can you do from here?

>> Well, that's it. Exactly. Nothing.

I am off to London on the same ship that

Louie is taking. He made me restless

with his talk of travel. And now this.

>> But we've only been here a short time.

Andrew,

>> the ship leaves Sydney Town in 2 days

from now. If I'm to be on it, we must

leave immediately, even if it means

traveling all night.

>> But the roads aren't safe at night.

People have been attacked and robbed,

even killed.

>> What? Robbed? Us?

We can leave the children with James and

Julia at Paramea. You and I can take

care of ourselves. We'll have our

stalwart Irishman Ted Omali to take care

of things.

>> I'm sure Angela's right, Sarah.

>> But don't you think there are dangers in

traveling right now?

>> Dangers?

No more than usual.

>> Now, Andrew, if you move today, I should

have everything in order here by

tomorrow. and I'll see you in Sydney on

the day the ship leaves.

Whoa. Whoa.

>> Why are we stopping?

>> Fire.

>> That's either the village or the

government farm.

>> That's where they keep the convicts.

We'd better move on, Ted.

Moment, sir. Lantern. There's someone on

the road.

>> Mlay.

Mr. Mcclelay.

>> It's Neil Finnegan.

>> There's arriving. The Irish convicts.

They've broken out of government farm

and burned it down.

>> Inside quickly.

They've gone mad.

How do we know whether we're heading

towards the rebellion or away from it?

>> Children.

>> Andrew, the children, turn about. We

must go back to Paramata.

>> Sorry.

Well,

>> what is it you want?

>> Come on.

>> We don't want to kill you. However, it

takes your horses in your carriage.

>> We are left here defenseless on such a

night. Not likely, sir.

>> You get yourself killed, mister, if you

don't do what we say.

>> Don't add your crimes by stealing

property. Now, out of our way. Let this

carriage through.

>> We don't want to kill you. Whoever it

takes, your horses in your carriage. And

>> we are left here defenseless on such a

night.

>> Not likely, sir. You get yourself

killed, Mr. If you don't do what we say.

>> Don't add to your crimes by stealing

property. Now, out of our way. Let this

carriage through.

Andrew

Andrew,

>> come join us, man. Be free.

>> You killed him. You killed my husband.

>> Good man. He was a hundred others

deserve a bullet. Not more than him.

It's no cook for a native born Irishman.

You're one of us. You understand?

>> Boys, boys.

>> I'm as Irish myself as any one of you. I

don't blame you poor lads for breaking

out. I know what you've suffered.

Poor Ted Molly here. The end of his

sentence coming up. You wouldn't want to

be incriminating him now, would you?

Just when he's going to be free once and

for all. You care for your own more than

that, don't you?

>> So our freedom's not for him, eh? He

wants it all neat to the fisher from the

bus, does he?

Oh, stay with him, man.

Let's be a moment. Get the hus out of

the traces. Come on now. Let's be

moving.

>> The road up

the tanks.

>> It's just a scratch. Oh, God be praised.

I'm sorry, ma'am.

If you can stand to be out here alone,

I'll walk to the nearest safe place I

can find. Bring horses.

A fine man, Mr. Mcclelay.

It was always a a friendly nod or the

time of day he gave me.

I liked him.

I loved him.

I was educated to have a word, a phrase

for every occasion.

>> But how to console you?

>> No need for words between us, Louie.

>> Sarah, I wish I could stay to help you

and the children through the funeral,

but

>> No. No. Andrew would have wanted you to

take the ship to England as you both

planned.

You're so strong.

>> Am I?

>> When will you be back, Louie?

>> I am not sure I shall want to come back

to the colony.

Perhaps you were right. And this is not

the place for my little English

daughter.

>> Yes. Yes. You must see what Europe holds

for you now.

How strange.

I may never see you again.

>> Do you remember

Andrew and I had a wager?

I promised I'd bring him the best bottle

of Clarit wine I could find in the

colony.

This was delivered only this morning.

A little late.

What does it say? It's a list of

punishments, isn't it? What's it say?

>> Read it for yourself, woman.

>> Read. Where would I ever learn to read?

Please, mister. I want to know if me

Irish luts.

>> They're sending them to the chain gang.

>> No, no. Those are the names. Read the

names.

>> Terrence O'Donnell, 300 lashes.

James Brady, 400 lashes.

Larry Malrun,

500 lashes.

Oh, the poor darling.

resurreum.

Amen.

Thank you.

Julia.

Oh jeez.

>> Thank you, David, for helping me through

this day.

Come

>> Sarah. Please, Richard.

>> I'm very sorry Allison could not come to

the funeral. No, it's not an excuse.

Allison had the deepest respect for

Andrew.

She is ill, you know, lately. She's

never quite well.

>> I'll see her soon, I hope.

>> I know of the deep love that Andrew had

for you.

Your life together was something

so many people must have envied.

He will be missed.

I will miss him.

Take care, Sarah.

Take care.

And you, Richard.

and care for her.

>> Can I go up to Duncan and Annie? Mama,

>> in a moment, darling.

This is a very special wine. A gift from

Mr. Louie to your father, dear.

I think he would be pleased if those of

us closest to him

drank a toast together tonight

to mle.

May those of us who loved him carry on

his work.

Now, my big man of a son, off to bed

with you.

>> Good night, mama.

>> Good night, my darling.

>> Good night, Jeremy

>> David.

Jeremy,

we must talk about your future.

Your sentence will expire this year and

and you'll be free at last.

I was thinking about you.

I want you to stay on. Help me look

after the farms and the property Andrew

was buying at Ton Gabby.

>> Of course, I'd be happy to. But

>> I know you want to farm your own land

one day and enjoy your freedom.

But I ask just these two years of you

until I'm sure Andrew's legacy to the

boys is intact.

But surely you can't mean to keep

everything on. Three farms, the store,

this house, and the trading ships.

>> Of course I mean to keep them on.

>> They were Andrews, weren't they? Did he

build it all up to have me throw it

away?

>> But a woman can't possibly hope to do

what Andrew did.

>> Do you think for one moment this woman

would sit back wailing about life's

cruelties? You must know me better than

that.

But good God, you'd gain so much money

by selling all the properties. Well, you

and the children where you'd be

comfortable for the rest of your lives.

>> Money? But there's no permanence in

money alone.

I want to leave my son something better,

something real. Possessions, land. No.

I'll go on as I always have. And you

must help me.

>> Oh, must I? And what if I refuse?

You'd not refuse me.

>> You're a hard woman, Sarah.

I'll not desert you now.

>> No pity. Thank you. If I have to, I'll

survive on my own without you, without

anyone.

Sarah,

I didn't know I could feel so desolate.

But my dear Jeremy, if you think a woman

can't manage these things, I'd advise

you to watch.

Mama.

Mama.

Mama.

Mama.

Mama. David.

Mama. The Hawk. I cighted our ship. It's

coming up the harbor now.

>> The Hawk?

>> What is wrong? Mama,

can I help?

>> No, my dear. Captain Thorne will be my

first test. I must face him on my own.

I am not used, Mom, to conducting

business in the master's house.

I am used ma'am to dealing with a man

who knows about ships and cargos and

ports and prices.

>> How kind of you to have come to Glenbar.

Then

>> have you finished your tea? Shall we

begin?

>> I usually madam do business in my cabin

over a spot of rum.

>> Very well Captain Thorne. to the ship.

>> Where is your manners?

>> Back to work

>> now, Captain. The cargo you took on in

the islands. I heard of bad weather in

the China Seas must have been at the

time you were there. The cargo is not

spoiled from drenching, Captain.

>> Well, to be honest, a little spoiled,

ma'am, but not enough to affect your

profit overall. It's in the packing,

captain. The packing, stacking, and

storage of goods over a long voyage.

That's the secret. Now, the invoices,

receipts, bills of lading, delivery

dockets. There is a piece of paper to

cover each side of every transaction.

You have them all, I trust,

>> in my cabin, ma'am.

>> Good, Captain. To your cabin,

and I'll have that spot of rum.

But Mr. Clap, more coffee cannot surely

cannot be so expensive.

>> Well, I'm afraid until a new shipment

arrives. Indeed, it is, Mom.

>> But I'm sure for such an old friend of

Mrs. Belays, we can make a small

production.

>> Well done, Mr. Clapmore.

>> I congratulate you on knowing how to

conduct a business,

>> Julia. Error, my dear. Ah, perhaps this

is the time to tell you that as I need

someone reliable, loyal, efficient, and

uh ah yes, diplomatic with the ladies.

>> Oh dear, you you're thinking of getting

someone new.

>> My dear Mr. Clapmore.

No, you goose. I'm promoting you to

assistant manager.

>> Thank you. Thank you, ma'am.

>> Richly deserved. And more so if you get

this customer a glass of lime juice.

Perhaps a sherry. It's not too early in

the day. Sherry, Mr. Clapmore. Not the

one we give the officers. The good one.

>> Yes, ma'am. Certainly, ma'am.

>> Now, Julia,

how's James?

>> My worthy husband is more irritable,

more fussy, more fidious than ever.

>> And as goodnatured and loving as he

always has been, I'm sure.

Oh, you're so lucky still to be

together.

>> If you're so lonely, Sarah, you must

start living again. No one expects a

widow to stay at home for the rest of

her days. You must go out again. Accept

invitations.

>> Yes, I think I want to now. But my dear,

no one has invited me anywhere since

Andrew's death.

>> Perhaps they think it would be indic.

I shall put it about that Mrs. Mcclelay

is ready to go into society again.

>> My dear Julia, what would I have done

all these years without your guidance

and your help? Tolerably well, I should

think.

Ah, the new assistant manager. Oh, only

two glasses, but we're all to drink, Mr.

Clapmore.

>> Thank you. Thank you, ma'am.

your health.

>> Good morning.

>> Good morning,

>> Duncan. Sebastian, don't d

>> Why didn't we stop to see Captain Bow?

>> Oh, they were chatting to their friends.

Besides, I'm a little tired.

>> But how long does morning call?

Oh, it will pass soon. David,

>> the other boys jealous you're allowed to

stay up here, are they?

>> No, they're eating upstairs. They know

it's a special occasion.

>> But I don't completely understand.

>> Yeah, you put that taper away.

Mama.

>> Mhm.

>> When convicts are set free, are they

still convicts really? Always?

>> Well, no, my dear. They're not. That's

the point of giving them their freedom.

>> Mr. Hogan, madam.

>> I think that will be all. Thank you,

Annie.

>> Well, what is it?

>> Your gift. I am very angry.

That, if I may say so, is rather Irish

of you. I make you a gift of cash and

credits on this day of your freedom, as

Andrew always intended to, and you are

angry.

>> We'll have no witisms about the Irish,

if you don't mind. This gift is too

much. It's far too generous. Are you

trying to buy my loyalty, which you

already have? I'll not accept.

>> Oh, well, I'll put it in a bank account

for you anyway.

Honestly, you're a fool, Jeremy. As a

free man with your own farm, you'll need

every penny you can muster. Your neck is

altogether too stiff, man.

>> Good evening, Jeremy. Mr. Hogan, did you

see the dinner table? I lit the candles

all myself.

You are our guest of honor.

>> Well, nevertheless,

>> nevertheless,

Thank you, Annie.

>> Do you remember our first picnic meal in

this house? You, Andrew, and I sitting

on a trunk with nothing but the bare

walls. Andrew's plans and ambitions.

>> Have you enjoyed your dinner?

>> Yes, but why didn't we have a bigger

party, mama? Now that Mr. Hogan is free,

can't he meet our other friends?

>> In due course,

you're looking very tired, David. Off to

bed.

>> Not that we see many.

>> Do hurry, David.

Good night, Mr. Hogan.

>> I think I'm still Jeremy to you.

>> Don't be embarrassed, Sarah. I have no

social ambitions.

>> Where do you find your friends, then?

>> Oh, on the fringes, I suppose you'd call

it. After all, it's grown clearer every

year that there are two kinds of people

here. those who have always been free

and feel very superior about it and

those who are convict or ex-convict and

emancipated convicts are not readily let

into the society of others.

>> Would you think that I've been pardoned

long enough to qualify as free?

>> Well, naturally,

>> what's troubling you?

>> You know, there are certain things about

my past that I've not discussed with the

children. As they grow up and people

gossip, the time will soon come when

they will have to know.

>> Well, if you need help, any kind of

help.

>> Sarah, if anyone in this colony

understands you, I do. It's not just

that we had the same background.

Now we are equal in society.

>> I don't think that you can help.

I don't think anyone can.

I'll take these. Thank you.

>> Sarah,

you found a bargain.

>> Music. Annie likes to teach the children

to sing.

>> Sarah,

I'm sorry about last Sunday morning.

Allison is such a hostess these days. So

many people she must speak to.

>> Don't apologize. It's clear enough.

Andrew bought my position in society.

No one has to stay in his good graces

any longer. And I am on my way to

becoming a nobody again.

>> Sarah Dane nobody. Even if it were true,

I don't believe he would simply let it

happen.

>> You're right.

Of course you're right. Why should I

wait for them to invite me?

I will give a large dinner party to show

I'm out of mourning and invite everyone

worth inviting.

I'll see you and Allison there, Richard.

>> Of course you will, my dear.

>> Good evening, sir.

>> Good evening, Annie.

>> Captain Barw. Madam

>> Sarah, no one, not one of them,

>> including the barwells.

I received your wife's note of excuses

this morning and threw it on the pile

with all the others.

>> Believe me, we have quarreled about it

for days.

Oh, Sarah, not even the writers.

>> Julia is ill. One genuine excuse amongst

a score of trumped up lies.

>> Will you have one guest? No, Richard. I

invited you and your wife. Oh,

>> Sarah,

>> Captain Barwell, and the widow Mcclelay

dining together alone?

It would be all over the colony in an

hour. Please, Richard, don't add to my

problems.

Annie,

>> Sarah, please let me stay.

>> No, Richard, I dine alone.

Annie, would you show Captain Barwell

out? and serve me my dinner.

>> Very well, madam.

Yes, Duncan.

>> Fight me. I'm more your age.

>> Come on.

David Duncan, come here.

Come here,

Duncan.

Duncan, you've been fighting. Who were

you fighting?

Why were you fighting?

Very well, Duncan. Ask Annie to go and

clean up that nose.

David,

come here.

Was the fight about me?

Did someone say something about me? Come

on, David. You must tell me.

I was a convict and they brought me here

to the colony below decks in chains. Was

that it?

And this is the first time you've heard

it said?

>> No, mama. I've often heard it before.

>> Well, why have you never come to me to

talk about it?

>> Father always said I mustn't.

>> Oh, Andrew.

So, my old secret was not a secret after

all.

Does Duncan know?

>> He does now since today.

Well, you must try to help him to

understand and he mustn't fight anymore.

Let him say simply that he knows and he

doesn't care.

>> But there is one thing, Mama.

>> Convicts are made convicts

because

>> because they did something wrong.

But surely father explained

>> partly I was younger then I don't think

I understood.

>> Oh my dearest

one day I will tell you the whole story

and I'm sure you'll see there's nothing

to be ashamed of.

I hope you'll be proud of your father

and me.

Come now.

I think it's high time we head a chain

from Sydney town.

I promised Miss Yulu to visit Bannon

from time to time to see how things are

there.

Shall we have a holiday?

Oh, here we are.

>> Come on, Sebastian.

>> Thank you.

>> Oh, yes.

>> Wait, boys.

>> Mama.

>> Thank you, darling.

>> Madame M. Welcome to Vano. Run along

upstairs, boys.

Ah,

>> Madame Barb, you look well. I hope it

hasn't been too lonely out here.

>> Not at all.

>> Has anything further been heard of Miss

Deouce's plans? I've not had a letter in

months.

>> Oh,

neither have I.

About the two overseers Mr. De Bouge

left in charge during his absence. What

would you say, madame? Are they honest

or not? In my opinion, two men left to

run such a place will of course make a

little profit of their own.

>> I agree. I'm sure Miss would have

allowed for that.

>> But on the whole, I think they've been

honest and competent. In my sphere, I've

been as competent. I hope without profit

to myself.

>> Oh, madame. I'm certain.

>> But uh as Miss You warned me of your

visit, it is my duty to show you that

all is well.

>> No, no, it is.

>> Shall we begin with the silver knives?

We have three sets of one dozen each.

None missing. Of dessert knives, a

similar amount. One set missing. Lost

not here, but on the shipment out.

>> Please, I am a little weary from our

journey. And I am aware, madame, of the

great pride you take in maintaining the

property for Msure.

I know so little of you. You are a

widow, madame.

Yes. And you have known Msure for some

time.

And you intend to stay on here. working

for Msieur on his return.

>> Why should I not? What else in this

isolated place would I do?

>> I was only wondering at your great

loyalty. I do hope Mud Bourj appreciates

it. He has always shown me the utmost

appreciation.

You did receive some letters. Did Msure

mention any personal plans? Perhaps he

is bringing home a new mother for his

child.

I have heard of no such plan.

>> That one didn't die.

>> Come on.

>> Oh, you must both win, mustn't you? So

like your father. Now come. Come on.

>> Come on now. Let's walk quietly.

>> Mother,

>> why does Missa stay away so long?

Well, London is a big city full of

fascinating things to see.

Things Msure likes. Palaces and castles

and theaters and the opera and churches.

Oh, and society.

>> What society?

>> Society? Well, society is dukes and

duchesses or simply wealthy people with

a knowledge of the great world few of us

have here. That's Misu's world.

Oh, and there are other things.

>> What things?

>> Women, of course.

>> Yes. Beautiful, beautiful women with

pale skins and lovely clothes. Soft

women. Gentle women. Not like us colony

women, ideas.

Oh, in fact, there's no reason why Mure

should ever want to come back.

There, look.

Isn't that a lovely view?

Elizabeth,

>> welcome to Venom.

>> Thank you.

>> Come on.

Here

you go. It's Could you have fun with all

>> They told me in Sydney you were here.

>> Naturally, there was no point in staying

there. So

Sarah, this is my little daughter,

Elizabeth.

>> Welcome, Elizabeth.

Oh, Sarah, it is so good to see you

again.

>> Louie. Oh,

>> I'm so sorry, Sarah. This is Elizabeth's

nurse, Dora.

>> In England, they call her a nanny. Don't

you think that's a silly word?

>> Elizabeth's nurse.

How do you do, Dora? Welcome to Banon.

I'm sure you'll like it here.

Good night, Mu. Good night, Mrs. McCrae.

Good night, madame.

And thank you.

Oh, Louie, London sounds so exciting, so

remote from our life here,

>> which cannot have been entirely without

incident.

>> No. Oh, I've had a terrible time.

Apart from the children and the

occasional gossip with Julia, I see no

one.

The real problem here is that the colony

society is separating into two distinct,

even hostile divisions. On the one side,

there are the free settlers and the

officers of the core, and on the other,

the emancips.

>> Ah, yes. No one is an ex-convict. That

would be too blunt. Well, emancip

suggests someone who has freed himself.

If you're an emanipist, Sarah, you are

one of the first. You should be proud.

>> That Louie is romantic nonsense.

The real power here belongs to the

military and to the free. If I have to

belong to the emancip class, my

children's prospects will be ruined and

everything that Andrew and I worked for

will be wasted.

My dear,

I want an honest answer.

Which has been worse, your curious

social position, or

>> the loneliness?

I have a gift for you.

Louie,

>> perhaps a set of encyclopedias would

have been more respectable from a widow

to a widow. But I've pictured you in

your severe black gowns for so long.

>> It's magnificent.

How to thank you. I

Louie,

>> there's something I want to say to you.

Would

you marry me?

Oh, that's better. That's the Sarah I

know.

Oh, but I'm glad you've been brave.

Brave enough to be honest.

I thought it might be months before you

had the courage to speak so candidly to

me.

>> But you've not yet given me an answer.

Oh, it needn't be a romantic affair.

We're both friends. We're both alone

now. It would be a very convenient

arrangement.

>> But Sarah, I've longed for you.

>> Now, you will not rush back to Sydney

just to stuff the tongues of the

gossips. They may say what they please.

>> I've dreamed of coming back to you. I

only feared you might rush into the arms

of some other presentable gentleman, and

I'm deeply grateful you didn't.

We need each other, Sarah. We have been

through so much.

I believe we have the same understanding

of the world.

We have so much strength to give each

other.

>> Only strength

>> and so much love.

>> But you can't marry this man. Oh, come

Julia. What is it? What objection could

there possibly be? Louie and I are

deeply fond of each other. We feel a

need to get married.

>> No two people could be more different in

temperament and way of living.

>> That's not true.

I thought it had all gone. That cold

bloodooded calculating streak I used to

see in you when you were hungry and

desperate. But now, Siri, you are

wealthy. You have so much. I am lonely.

>> Be honest, Sarah.

You want to marry Louis Doge for

position, for comfort, and above all for

money. Getting what you want has become

a habit with you. But now you do it not

from necessity, but from greed.

>> You cannot possibly believe that that is

the reason.

>> I have stifled for years. I have stifled

every doubt I had about you. But marry

Louis de Bor, that's too much.

Huh? I'm sorry, madam. Is it true? This

is why it broke.

>> Thank you, Annie.

>> If you refer to the announcement of my

marriage. Yes. The gazette likes to

print what is true.

>> You can't marry this man.

>> I need your permission first.

>> Sarah, not Louis de Bouier. There never

were two people less suited to each

other.

>> Oh, you know him well, do you?

>> I know what he stands for. The old

world, the old France before the

revolution. To him, this colony is a

place where power must stay in the hands

of the wealthy. where convicts form a

level of society even lower than the

French peasant.

>> As you are no longer a convict, that

need hardly worry you.

>> I care what we all make of this place.

Think of your children, Sarah. They'll

have a stepfather who will sneer at the

commerce and trade Andrew taught them to

look on as their world. Would you give

them thoroughbred horses and soft hands?

>> They have thoroughbred horses, and their

hands are their concern, not yours. I

would watch your tongue, Jeremy. You're

shouting some of the sentiments that

brought you here in chains. I'm a free

man and may utter a democratic notion.

>> Keep your notions to yourself.

>> I must have a father for my children. I

believe he will be nothing but good for

them. And if I'm to have any position in

this society at all, I must have a

husband.

>> Oh, God. Woman,

if you want a husband,

marry me.

No. An ex-convict would not do for you.

That might hold you back. Damn, you

marry a Frenchman then, but you've lost

your overseer. I'm damned if I'll slave

any longer to provide any more gowns for

Madame Dejier to wear to government

house.

>> Jeremy,

in a matter of seconds.

All we've seen and known and done all

these years. You can break that in a

matter of seconds.

>> You've no hold on me now. I'm free to do

as I choose. And I choose to break

clean. I'll be rided last of the torment

of you.

I shall bring the farm accounts up to

date and have them sent here.

There's no need for us ever to meet

again.

Welcome.

>> You're happy?

>> Oh, yes, Louie. But a little bitter. The

carriages are rolling to my door for the

first time in two years.

>> I'm disappointed because Governor King

and his lady could not accept our

invitation. Is it a smell, do you think,

>> Mr. and Mrs. MacArthur?

>> You know of his attitude towards the

rumors and uh Mr. MacArthur. Mrs.

MacArthur,

>> but I'm no longer of the call, Mrs.

Madame Deb.

>> MacArthur.

>> And I've not yet congratulated you, Mr.

MacArthur, on your brilliant move in

London. How could they court marshall a

man who'd resigned his commission and

returned a civilian? You come back to us

covered in glory.

>> And I have some very handsome contracts

guaranteeing sales in London. It is a

pity, ma'am, that your

May I

It is a pity your resourceful Mr.

Mcclelay is not here to challenge me.

>> Thank you, Mr. MacArthur.

>> You will find me no competition at all.

>> But I should like to be.

You'll not find it easy, Missure, to

curb Madame's great energy.

The real triumph for us is that Governor

King is to be recalled, having failed to

limit the freedoms of the colony's most

enterprising persons.

>> Well, that's one way of putting it. And

who is to replace Governor King?

>> William Blie.

>> Blie.

Captain Blie of the Bounty. The same.

>> A man of very short temper. Excuse

me.

Maybe I need a child.

What are we doing here? If we wouldn't

visit her when she was alone.

>> I came. You, of course, were too ill.

>> I'd rather be at home on my couch now.

But you of course must share the

colony's vulgar curiosity about Sarah

and her Frenchmen.

>> Captain the Mrs. Barwell

>> Sarah.

Congratulations.

My dear

my you look so pale. Richard, do you

take her about? I'm sure Allison needs

more sunlight and fresh air.

>> Allison believes that sunlight and fresh

air are for peasants in the fields.

>> Ber,

>> I go about less and less these days.

What, after all, is there to see?

>> Oh, but I am rediscovering the charms of

the colony after the eternal gray

drizzle of London town.

>> Down there is good for the skin.

At least we have music. We may dance.

>> Well,

you do not seem very friendly, Richard.

I have lost Julia Ryder and Jeremy Hogan

over this marriage.

I suppose you disapprove, too.

>> I have long since given up hoping to

influence you. You will always do as you

wish. In any case,

>> I hope so. But

>> how high you aim these days, Sarah?

Tell me, dearest Sarah. Had I been

freed, tell me truly,

would I have stood a chance?

No.

I'm sure I'd not have been wealthy

enough, cultured enough, influential

enough. You'd have married your

Frenchmen and left me behind without a

thought.

>> I have no time for such daydreams.

Richard, you are not free, and there's

an end to it.

>> Oh, no, Sarah. There's no end to us. As

long as you and I are alive, fate means

for us never to be too far apart.

And marry who you like, madam. It means

nothing.

David, heels down.

Please keep that back straight.

What do you think you look like?

>> No, no, no, David. To shorten the gate,

keep pulling his head up. But

gently, boy, gently.

Balance, boy.

Balance and grace.

I'm sorry. It seems unnatural.

>> I should hope so. What skill is there in

being natural?

>> When we want to ride a horse, sir, what

we do is just jump on the horse and

ride.

>> Perhaps I expect too much too soon.

>> Shall we race home then?

Good night, David, darling.

>> Good night, Lamar. Good night, sir.

>> Good night, my treasure.

>> Good night, Mama.

>> Good night, Elizabeth. I did enjoy our

walk today.

>> Good night, Mom. So did I.

>> Ah, my good French scholar Duncan. Good

night, Bonswan. Let me see you

>> now. Really, Sarah?

I mean, I have tried to be patient, but

it happens day after day.

Each day since we've been here. I mean,

one must not lower one's standards, even

out here in the wilderness.

>> Lou, darling, I have no idea what you're

talking about. Have I said something

wrong to the children? done something to

offend. No,

>> it's nothing you've said or done. It's

how you look.

>> How I look?

How do I look?

>> What? That dress? It's the same simple

cotton garment that you wore when you

were out walking with Elizabeth this

afternoon.

>> Louie,

>> I'd change every evening to appear at my

best for my wife. And it would be very

pleasant and only civilized

if she showed her husband the same

courtesy.

>> Very well.

As of tomorrow, I shall change for

dinner every evening.

But you'd best not have too much for Ted

Mali to do. I shall need him to take me

into town tomorrow.

>> Thank you, Mr. Simbus. Home's head.

Oh, madam, there's a message from the

overseer.

What was it?

Oh, yes. The drainage. He said the

drainage in the lower paddic is all

silted up. And

anyway, I'll need attention first thing

in the morning. Could you put one of the

workman onto it?

>> Yes, of course. Thank you, Annie.

Why?

When we're seated at a table and about

to savor one of my remarkable wines,

must you talk with her about drainage?

>> Somebody had to take an interest in the

property.

>> You imply that I don't.

I bow to your superior prowess as a

farmer, but would point out that working

hours are over, that you are my wife,

and that we are at dinner.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Oh, and Sarah,

what a charming gown.

>> Sarah,

>> if you please, miss.

>> Thank you. Molly,

>> why?

>> You always begin your accusations by

shouting why at me. Please explain.

>> You are mistress of this beautiful

property.

>> You have everything done for you. Why

must you return to that squalid store on

the key?

>> Perhaps you didn't take it in when I

told you this morning. Ted brought a

letter from young Mr. Clapmore. He is

ill. The other staff are not used to

taking responsibility and one of our

ships is due. Besides, I sometimes miss

that squalid storm.

>> You are impossible.

You have absolutely no concept of how a

woman, a wife is supposed to behave.

>> I never have had.

which is precisely how I became the

woman, the wife you chose to marry.

I have made up your bed with fresh

linen. There is a jug of warm lime juice

beside it and you are to retire there

immediately.

>> Mom, with the hawk due so soon, and so

much work to do.

>> We are not between us entirely

incapable, Mr. Clapmore. And you will do

as I say.

>> Yes, mother. Thank you.

up

and he is not to come down those stairs

until he's really well again.

>> Yes, madame.

>> Now,

Captain Thorne.

>> Uh, Mrs. Madame,

>> never mind, Captain. Now, the inventory.

>> Oh, I know. I know how you like things,

don't the lists, the prices, the bills,

everything you need is laid out waiting

for you in my cabin with a bottle of

rum.

>> I think perhaps for the sake of my

reputation in this scandalmongering

town, we had best do without the bottle

of rum.

>> My compliments on your marriage, m doubt

this marriage suits a woman well.

>> But come, Captain, I hear a note of

doubt in your voice.

Well, it's not my place, ma'am. But u

I'm afraid that to run trading ships

successfully, you need to be wedded to

your desk.

>> Too late. I'm wed to a very

distinguished man.

>> Of course. Yeah, what a fool I am. He's

part owner of the vessel, is he not? He

will assist you naturally.

>> Naturally.

>> I do not intend to become a slave,

Sarah. The land is so wild and untouched

here.

We made it ours.

No, you laugh at me. Crops, sheep, and

cattle do bind one to a plate.

>> I know. I know. But you do too much.

You know, those damnable places and

their problem are never out of your

mind.

No, a woman can't possibly look after

them and raise a family, too.

Get rid of some of your property, sir.

Sell it.

Sell it.

>> But those farms are my son's investment

for the future.

>> You talk like a shopkeeper.

>> Precisely what I am. Of course.

>> There's no controlling you.

>> Shall we race?

>> Good. Can back to Glenbar?

>> No, Lou. Let's just walk quietly.

>> Quietly. You

what is it? Are you willing?

>> No.

>> As you say, a woman raising a family

increasing her family needs

>> dear

Sarah. A child.

>> A child.

>> Yes.

>> Mommy.

>> You must stop all work at once.

>> I will not.

>> You must rest. Leave the store, Mr.

Clapmore. We shall retire to Bano.

>> Oh, Bano is too remote.

>> Perhaps. Yes, for having a child.

>> No, I meant for keeping an eye on the

business.

>> I will not agree to your staying in the

town.

>> Perhaps we should come to an agreeable

compromise.

I really want to go to King Ty. It was

my first and happiest home.

>> Very well.

Kinty.

How was Sarah?

That is very fine quality wood,

Sebastian. And one day everyone in the

world will want to buy it from us.

>> David, you sound quite like Mr.

MacArthur.

>> I believe Mr. MacArthur, Mama. I've

heard him say such things since I was

quite small.

We'd best go into the house.

>> Boys,

>> I am not at all happy about going in

just now.

>> I can take care of myself.

Can you deal with a ship's captain in

the cargo and the prices? That's what

worries me.

>> Well, I must, mustn't I? You can't

possibly make the trip.

>> It is my duty to make myself a man of

commerce.

I shall be ruthless.

If

>> I can get through to Sydney Town, that

is.

>> Oh, I'm sure you will, dear. These are

the usual seasonal floods. In fact, not

as bad as they can be.

Well, you're the one that knows the

land.

I'll tell Ted to come and help you with

your luggage.

Oh.

Oh, madam.

Oh, madam. We can't look after all of

those. We must take them in, Ali. We

can't say no. They're our neighbors.

servants lolling about in front of the

fire. Huh? It's fine for them. Well,

what else is there for him to do?

>> Oh, I wouldn't have had that chair. I

mean, it is a farmhouse. She does gild

the lily, don't she?

>> She skimps on food. That's two. Last

night was almost all war.

>> Yes. Doesn't Annie do wonders? Making a

little go a long way. Your little boy

ran off the ver again. Could you try to

keep him in hand?

>> Oh dear. I'm sure we don't need to be a

burden.

>> Oh, I'm sure we'll all manage somehow.

>> Hey, get out from under me feet.

as much flavor in the soup as possible.

Annie, our guests

are complaining.

>> Madam, I think they're that ungrateful.

Well, if the reigns don't end soon, will

not be able to feed them all. They

really will have something to complain

about.

>> Oh, they have so little at the best of

time. Those smaller settlers, no doubt

they've looked at us on our high ground,

missing the floods. must seem so wealthy

and comfortable.

>> Yeah.

>> Well, you had your troubles to begin

with, madam. I just think they're that

ungrateful.

>> Oh. Oh, dear. Madam, you shouldn't be

overdoing things. I don't wish you were

here.

Oh, and this bed

is just as well that he isn't.

I want to do it. Let me have it.

>> No, Sebastian.

>> I want to do it. Please let me have it.

>> Sebastian, do stop.

>> Listen,

Mama, it's the first time in days it

stopped raining. Why can't we stay

outside?

>> I've told all the children that they

must not move from the ver.

>> But we will stay near the house. Oh,

please. Mama.

Oh, very well. But as soon as it starts

raining inside, please.

>> Promise.

>> Come on, Sylvester.

>> My horse.

>> Giddy up. Giddy up.

>> Everyone's in from the veranda, mama.

>> Thank you, David. Sit down, children.

There's some good hot soup. Yum.

Where's Sebastian?

>> Where is Sebastian?

>> We uh killed the snake.

>> You've no right to. You know I've told

you.

>> I'm sorry. I didn't notice where he got

to. It's my fault.

>> Well, show me where you were. Quickly.

>> Sebastian.

>> Sebastian.

Oh, you boys go back to the house. Tell

the men to come and help. Do hurry.

>> Yes, mama. We will find him. Mama,

>> do hurry. David.

Sebastian.

Sebastian.

The ban.

>> David.

>> David, you must stay with me. You must

wander off. It's my fault. I'm the

eldest. Now I promise you I look after

him. If he's lost, it's my fault.

>> No way.

It is no one's fault.

Sebastian,

Sebastian,

Sebastian,

Sebastian.

I can't go on. The water's rising

everywhere. You must try and get back to

that house.

>> Come on. We must find him. Huh?

Sebastian

the

can't go back now. He must be here

somewhere. We'll find him quickly.

The ban.

Come on. It's Jeremy. It's Jeremy Hogan.

S.

>> No.

Keep up with me.

>> My baby. I can't leave it out of here.

Mr. open. I need your help. It's the

babe. Poor little thing at this little

girl. But she won't take the child.

Won't even look at it if she doesn't

suckle it.

>> Well, you must speak to her.

>> Oh, I pleaded and pleaded. She won't

listen to me.

>> If you could just rouse her, Mr. Hogan,

>> cuz I know all she's thinking about is

her little lost boy. But she must give

the wife to a new babe.

a little girl. Sarah.

Sarah, you must

news.

>> Sebastian,

the men are all back having their

breakfast. They'll go out again.

There's a chance yet, Siri. It stopped

raining.

>> You've not looked at your new daughter.

>> Jeremy, you came. I thought for days how

I needed your help.

>> And now I'm here, Sarah. And I'm doubed

if I'll leave this room until I've seen

you take your new babe in your arms.

Wonder if there's any use going on.

>> We must.

>> Who is that?

>> Glory to be to God. It's Mr. Louie.

Missure.

You are the father of a daughter,

Missure.

Thank you.

And you've heard

Sebastian.

I have news.

His body has been found

about 6 milesi down the river. Caught in

a tree.

I found him when the water went down.

>> What a poor little soul.

>> I've been hurrying to get home to my

wife. Otherwise, I

>> No, no. I'll fetch his body. Mure.

>> Surely you must be anxious about your

own property.

>> I've been a friend to the children all

their lives.

>> Of course.

Sebastian must have his friends bring

him home.

>> My darling Sarah,

we have a daughter,

>> Sebastian.

He's been found.

>> Well, thank you, mister. Thank you. Hey.

>> And when your wife recovers, you'll

thank her from us.

>> Yes. Yes. I promise.

>> And we're very sorry about

>> Oh, who's this?

>> She speaks to no one, not even me. And I

had understood.

>> Yes, there was some disagreement, but

under the circumstances,

Louie,

I'd prefer to go in alone.

Julia Sarah,

I heard your news.

I'm so sorry.

I thought you'd wish to know.

In the flood, I

I lost my husband, too.

James

trying to save some of our stock.

He was drowned.

You

You were

first person I thought of.

And then I heard about Sebastian.

I had to come.

Here,

smarten yourselves up quick. If Governor

Fly sees you like that,

>> lie. They're going to die of pride

before he even gets it.

>> I reckon the pastor has changed the

prayer book so he doesn't have to say,

"We thank thee for thy bounty." Hey y

looking in.

Thank you, sir.

>> What is that?

>> A foottool, your excellency.

Governor King liked to rest his leg.

Gout.

>> Gout from consuming too much rum.

Get rid of it.

Thank you, sir.

Good.

I'm ready to start work.

Thank you. Good day,

>> Richard.

>> Sarah, I've not seen you since

Sebastian.

>> The time passes,

how is Allison?

>> Always frail, but she has great spirit.

>> And how do you treat her? as a devoted

husband should. The other problem is all

over.

>> What do you do, sir? In Sydney Town.

>> I have business this day with our new

governor.

>> The demon himself.

Mr. Bllye tries to manage this colony as

though he was still on the deck of the

bounty. And we know what happened to

that.

>> Oh, it seems hardly fair to bring up the

mutiny every time the poor man is

mentioned. Was almost 20 years ago.

>> Whatever you want from Blie, you'll get

short shrift from him. You know what is

said of him. He is always ready to

assign a death warrant, but hardly ever

grants a pardon. That's the sort of man

he is.

>> Well, I shall judge for myself.

>> But thank you, Richard.

>> Madam Dej.

>> Yes, you are Madame Debor. I know your

story. How I admire you.

>> Thank you.

>> I am a widow, Mrs. Putland, Governor

Blie's daughter.

>> How do you do?

>> Well, that's all there is to know about

me.

>> Madame de BJ, your excellency.

>> Sit down. Sit down.

I should tell you, I have made it my

business to know as much as I can about

the history of the colony's more

prominent citizens.

>> Then you will be aware, your excellency,

that I arrived a convict and am now a

wealthy woman.

Madam, I have come here not to pamper

such persons, but to curb their

privileges, which are proving an

unwarranted financial burden on the

community.

You know what I speak of? Rum. What kind

of a society have we here when an

eminent surgeon can approach the

governor himself and offer 3,000 gallons

of rum at one pound per gallon?

>> A good price.

Rum can fetch up to six, even eight a

gallon. And how much per gallon does it

cost them to make it in their elicit

stills?

>> About six or seven shillings.

>> That is what I am talking about.

>> Do you know whom I admire in this

colony? The small settlers with their

modest land grants along the Hawkbury.

Their unremitting efforts have virtually

fed this population for years. And are

they appreciated? No, they are not.

They receive the lowest possible price

when they try to sell their wheat to the

rumor

who of course push the price up

unmercifully when they sell that same

wheat to the public

as you and your husband are not poor

settlers. That however does not affect

you.

>> Every farmer is affected by the price of

wheat. That is in fact the very matter I

wish to discuss with you. Oh

>> madam, the government store is the

proper place to which to sell your

grain. They're authorized to offer no

more than the new and fair price that I

have stipulated. I have been shocked and

appalled by a merchant class that would

look to make a profit from floods, which

in some cases has taken their own famil

family's lives.

Your Excellency,

it is precisely because I lost a child

of my own in the floods that I am

distressed at the plight of mothers and

children now that food is expensive and

scarce.

>> You affect compassion for their

suffering, but want to make a profit

from their misery.

>> Mr. Bllye,

you mention the price. I have not once

touched upon it.

I came here not to sell my grain but to

give it.

>> To give it.

>> My husband intends we we both do to sell

some of our crop as we need to.

The bulk of it we wish to give to you to

distribute as you see fit.

Please um sit down.

I don't disguise that such a donation

will greatly assist me at this time.

I admit my surprise. You have a

reputation as a woman with a hard head

in money matters.

>> Quite. And I ask your discretion,

excellency. I have no desire to have

this gossiped about. Would be bad for

business.

>> I will keep your secret,

but allow me to be touched by your

generosity.

And what, Madame Dej, as the colony say

about me? It is thought excellency that

you run a a tight ship.

>> Indeed, I try to

uh I must be harsh. This town is a

brothel. A sewer. Oh, I make no apology

for my language.

No new society can be built on such

foundations. It must be stopped.

For many of the Hawksbury settlers, I

have this petition complaining of the

infringement on their rights and

liberties by John MacArthur Squire and

certain officers of the New South Wales

Corps.

I do not see the names of you or your

husband on this document.

>> On the other hand, Excellency, the same

Mr. MacArthur tried to gather a body of

persons together to join him in an

address of welcome clearly designed to

influence you in their favor. Our names

do not appear on that list either.

>> I wish you well in steering a neutral

course.

The day may come when every person in

this colony will have to decide where

his or her loyalty lies.

Tell your husband I am deeply grateful

for your gift. I understand why you are

doing this.

I hope the good it does will help you

bear your loss.

And forgive my sharp tongue. It's been

getting me into trouble all my life.

>> Thank you.

Oh no.

>> What's that? Government house has fallen

for you, my dear.

You will recognize the seal.

the governors

Louie.

Although I have promised to keep your

handsome donation a secret, there is no

reason why government should not show

its gratitude. I trust that you and your

husband will accept a grant of land

adjacent to the district known as the

cow pastures. That's near MacArthur's

land.

>> That's some of the richest grazing land

in the colony. Mother,

>> I'm surprised at the governor's

generosity.

>> I'm not. Oh, the governor doesn't much

like the big land owners, but he needs

us to balance out MacArthur's influence.

>> Oh, you're very cynical.

>> Not entirely.

I think Blie is a man who wants to do

what's right. It's just his blunt,

almost callous manner that turns people

against him.

>> Now, come, Sarah. Because the man has

been good to us, let us not blind

ourselves to his faults.

That bad temper, a dogmatic, cruel

streak.

And even if he is right, must he be so

inflexible?

>> He certainly provoked Mr. MacArthur.

Every minor infringement makes BL

furious.

>> Minor infringements.

He imports and operates illicit stills.

Refuses to comply with the shipping laws

when his ships are in port. I mean, if

MacArthur breaks the law, as he does

openly and insolently,

any governor must come down on him.

>> But Mr. MacArthur knows how we must.

>> Oh, excuse me.

>> You may speak, David.

>> I think the governors always try to do

what is laid down in London. But Mr.

MacArthur being here knows how we must

develop.

>> Oh, the famous vision one hears. Oh,

David, Mr. MacArthur has precious little

vision. He always acts out of

self-interest.

The pity is that Bllye enforces the law

so fiercely, a plague on both

fairhouses.

It's not so much a case of right against

wrong boy as a case of one unbending

fanatic against another. It's

>> certainly a serious matter for all of

us. The governor may move to arrest Mr.

MacArthur at any time. If the governor

does that, surely Louie MacArthur's

supporters will be forced to respond.

>> And if that happened, Monopon,

which side do you think we should take?

>> Don't speak to him as a child, Louie.

He isn't anymore.

Joke keeper.

Mr. Really?

>> Mr. Really?

Someone may be coming to visit me soon.

>> Be a good fellow in it.

I think you best hurry along.

>> Mr. Deon, when is Mr. Clap with you

back?

>> Anytime. Put out the shutters and close

the store.

Come on. I swear to God.

No,

>> you won't take him. You won't take my

father. You may stab me to the heart,

but you won't take him.

>> Don't you dare.

>> Find him.

>> You took down the police. Yes, sir. You

two come with me.

That's the slaughter.

>> Not here.

>> This is empty too, sir.

>> Let me go.

>> Let me go, gentlemen. Let me go.

Mr. Johnson has declared himself left

Lieutenant Governor and is now in charge

of this colony. We are here, sir, to

place you under arrest.

>> This is rebellion, Mr. MacArthur. Open

rebellion.

>> Yes, Mr. Blime.

Another mutiny.

It's quiet now. Will

>> they burn down government house? Do you

think, man?

>> Oh, dear. You don't You don't think

they'll kill Mr. Blind?

>> Half of them seem to be drunk. Who knows

what they'll do now?

>> Sarah. Sarah, open up.

>> It's M.

>> Let's close it again, Mr. Clapmore. I've

left the horses behind the store. Let

yourself out. Make your way home as

quickly as possible.

>> Aren't you coming?

>> There's something I must do first. I'll

tell you later.

>> No. No. Tell me now.

>> David is missing.

Duncan says

David ran off to march with the rebels.

>> I have seen a revolution. It's no

respector of persons. Hurry now.

>> Louie,

>> I'll search for him.

Happy.

Annie,

madame, tell the servants to stay in the

house. They mustn't go to the town,

however curious they may be. There are

some foolish and drunk and very

dangerous people about.

David.

>> Fortunately, he'd come to no harm. And

in the general confusion, no one noticed

him.

>> How could you be so foolish? It seemed

right, the right thing to do.

>> Right or wrong? You are not old enough

or responsible enough to decide such

things, though you almost convinced us

at one point that you were.

>> You're on the governor's side. You're

from Europe. You don't understand how we

feel.

>> I understand that this, the first and

only military exploit the Ram Corps has

ever undertaken, must bring reprisals,

and you are not to involve us.

>> David, you may leave the room.

Thank God I found him.

The stubbornness of the child.

>> Well, he is my son.

>> Louie, what's the temper of the town?

>> Rioters.

>> Whiteall may be months away by sea, but

eventually the London government must

decide on law and order.

>> Louie, what should we do? MacArthur and

his clique will rule for what, a year?

Should we throw in our lot with them?

Oh, they're rash and vicious enough to

destroy anyone who's against them. Yes,

but if we go in with them, we're in a

very weak position once proper

government is restored.

>> So whatever we do, we're at risk.

>> Richard

>> Sarah de Mo, forgive me.

>> My only regret is that your horse cannot

be accommodated in the drawing room.

>> What is it? Come inside.

MacArthur is already trying to involve

every wealthy person on his side. If he

can get the signatures of all the

prominent land owners, he'll have a

stronger case when this whole business

is taken up in London. I beg you, leave

Sydney now, tonight. He will want to

involve us.

>> A document is being circulated at this

moment. MacArthur will use it to

legitimize his revolt. You refused to

sign last time. If they come to you

tonight,

>> but surely they don't need to see us

immediately. If they move quickly, they

can pretend that the signatures signed

the documents before the rebellion and

demanded the BL be removed.

>> Once our names are on the paper, we are

officially part of the conspiracy.

>> They're armed. They're excited. They're

drunk. If anyone stands up to them,

Debor Sarah should not be involved.

>> Aren't you taking a risk in coming here?

>> Yes, of course.

>> I believe Captain Barwal is right,

Sarah.

Annie, Madam, have the boys dressed and

ready to leave in 10 minutes.

>> Yes, madam.

>> We'll go to Banel.

>> Yes.

It may be far enough away for us to be

left in peace.

Thank you, sir.

He's like a clumsy boy in his love for

you,

my darling.

Any fool could have seen it years ago.

And I am not a fool.

Come.

What a day for riding.

>> Well, you've been the girls were out

here making a nuisance of themselves,

wondering where you were. They're your

province. I haven't time with so much to

be done. I can't stay in the house all

day every day. It's like a prison.

>> Whoa there. Whoa.

>> You're quite the Republican, Louie. The

Gro Mur's farm laborer.

>> Oh, I'm taking that interest in the

property you've always wanted me to. And

do not expect sarcasm to be my reward.

>> We agreed from the beginning. We should

all stay close to the house in case any

of MacArthur's madmen try to make

trouble. It's been a year since they

threw Governor Bllye out, and MacArthur

and Johnson have left us completely

alone.

>> Nevertheless, madame,

>> I'm sorry.

>> No, I know you hate to be pinned in.

>> There is something I might do.

Poor Jeremy Hogan has been struggling

along with his own place, Ankinire, too.

Don't you think in fairness to him I

should go to Kintar and see how

everything is?

>> We pay him well for his services there.

But yes, we shouldn't seem to take him

for granted.

And a small expedition may relieve your

terrible restlessness.

Except

if Julia Ryder or anyone else visits you

and wants you to go into to Sydney Town,

you must not let them persuade you.

Do you promise?

>> Of course I promise. I won't let anyone

persuade me.

>> I hope everything's been kept up to your

satisfaction, ma'am.

>> Entirely. Thank you, Jeremy.

>> You're the only one who knows and loves

Kintire as I do.

>> Or you should inspect the books. I've

kept them in order, but Sure you have.

>> I'm very pleased you came to see you

again know you're well.

>> You mustn't speak to me in that way.

Jeremy,

>> except that it doesn't displease you

when I do.

>> What's the news of the town?

>> Sydney. Oh, no one believes Blie will

ever rule again.

>> And Mr. MacArthur,

>> he's to leave very soon now for London.

He's been summoned to give his reasons

for fermenting the rebellion.

>> Then I must move quickly.

>> Move? Where too? Why?

>> I don't have to explain myself to you.

>> I once dragged myself down this passage

to save your life, having no right to

know what you've been mind.

>> Have I something in mind?

>> Oh, I know you, madam. I see through

you. The real reason you came out here

was to use it as a stepping stone to the

town. I disapprove of you deceiving that

good man.

>> That good man? And you once warned me

against marrying.

>> I have learned to respect the bore. It's

a pity you don't too.

>> I beg you not to do or say anything

provocative in Sydney. Louie has very

wisely kept you out of it all. It would

be folly to get caught up in it now.

>> Why must you be such a torment to me?

>> I know I can never be as close to you as

I'd like

if we can't even be friends.

Jeremy,

you know you must never do that again.

And you mustn't worry. Of course, I'll

take your advice. Haven't I always?

>> Well, frankly, no.

Mom. Mr. Delin.

>> Well, Julia

Sarah, I've begun to think I'd never see

you again. It has been a long time,

hasn't it?

>> Oh, and such a long time since we hung

that up.

>> Well, were none of us as young as we

were?

>> No, Mom.

>> I hope that the burdens I placed on you

and Mr. Clapmore have not been too

great, Mr. Delin.

>> Never, Mom.

>> Good.

Now, how did we survive the rebels

administration?

>> As you see, not so well.

>> Yes. They've stripped the government's

stores of supplies to sell cheaply to

their friends and dearly to everyone

else.

>> You buy nothing from them, I hope.

>> Nothing. But

>> nevertheless, it's the only thing to do.

Sarah, dear,

it is unwise to be associated with the

rebels too publicly.

>> I agree. Louisie looks to the future

when they will have been replaced.

>> Is Mr. MacArthur seen often about the

town?

>> Yes. He's fitting up his ship before he

sails to London to defend himself.

>> I see.

>> And how is the house that Andrew built

for me?

>> It's just as grand as ever.

>> Oh, I'm longing to see it again. Will

you come with me and take some

refreshment?

>> No, I'm a little ill at ease in Sydney

Town these days. I want to be well clear

before dark. You will be careful.

>> When was I ever careful, Julia?

But believe me, I didn't come here

looking for trouble. And I don't expect

to find any.

>> Very well. You seem qualified enough. I

join those fellows.

>> Right, sir.

>> And we sail within the week.

Mr. MacArthur,

have you a moment? I wish to speak with

you.

>> That would be interesting. I haven't

heard a word from you or your husband

since the day Mr. Johnson and I brought

some freedom to this colony.

>> Oh, I know nothing of politics. I'm here

to talk trade.

>> Then this is hardly the place.

>> Then will you come to my store?

The store that will not buy and will not

sell anything that smacks of the new

administration. No, I will not.

>> Sir,

would you be so kind?

>> Oh, thank you.

>> Well, ma'am, what is it you're after?

>> I have heard that your latest flock is

the best Marino strain yet. I wish to

buy a considerable number of your stock.

And why should I give you the privilege?

>> Because sir, after yourself, Andrew

Mcclelay was the most successful

merchant farmer in the colony, and I am

his widow.

>> I quite fail to see.

>> Sir, you do not know how long you will

be away. In London, they may begging

your pardon, sir. They may exile you

from this colony for good.

>> They may even, Mom, imprison me.

>> It may be years before you see New South

Wales again. Can you be sure that your

work here won't be wasted?

>> I have a very able wife and other people

now have some marinos.

>> Ah, but none like mine.

>> Oh, yes. I did manage to buy a few. If

you would see them, you'd agree. No one

has our resources. No one could bring

them along as I would.

>> I see, madame, how you have acquired

your formidable reputation.

>> Mr. Macarthur, you are considered to be

a difficult, even dangerous man.

Not everyone agrees, but I believe you

have a quality sadly lacking in most of

us here. A vision of what we could be if

we dared but try.

That is a precious and fragile thing.

And if you were long years away, it

might die.

I would protect. I would nurture your

vision and help bring it to fruition

>> and line your own pocket at the same

time.

>> Naturally, what kind of fool would you

think of me if I didn't?

>> You must be well coached by your stylish

husband.

You You put up a most convincing case.

>> But my husband,

shall we say, I put some strain on my

marriage by coming here.

>> Well, I make no promises.

It's too large a matter to be disposed

of in a moment.

But I'll think on it and give you an

answer before I leave.

>> Now I am content. I shall settle here

quietly.

I think madame de B I begin to

understand you at last.

You have taken on every governor and

won.

And as Macarthur has been the only real

power here, you could not rest until you

challenged and somehow vanquished him.

>> Am I right?

>> Do we? It's a simple matter of some

sheep.

>> But can I really believe you? No more

trips to Sydney. Well, I believe we

should go to Sydney when the colony

celebrates the coming of the new

governor.

>> But of course, it would not be in our

interest to stay away from that. And as

most of these famous rebels have done

nothing for most of their fellow

colonists, a new administration will be

something to celebrate indeed.

>> Oh, how James would have enjoyed this.

He always loved a celebration. Well,

more than that, Sarah. For years, he so

hated the New South Wales court to see

them disbanded once and for all and the

rum trade broken.

>> Oh, and most importantly, the new

governor himself in charge of the

military.

>> So, the old rivalry between the civilian

authority and the army is over at last.

>> These happy, loyal subjects are the same

ones who two years ago marched the other

governor off to jail.

Do you know there is one thing that irks

me? And as I will say it sooner or

later, I will say it now.

Those land grants given out during the

rebellion have not been revoked. Oh, we

played a scrupulously correct game.

While others put in their thumbs and

pulled out the plums.

We could own twice as much property now.

It

>> is hopeless being married to such a

greedy wife. You squeezed some of his

best marinos out of MacArthur. The

future couldn't be brighter for us. What

more woman do you want?

>> Well, I must say, Sarah, I agree with

Louie.

>> Can you never be satisfied?

>> Julia, I believe to be satisfied is very

possibly to be self-satisfied.

I should hope I would never be that.

However,

>> have you noticed that when a man wants

to own more and more, it is healthy

inquisitiveness. When a woman does, it's

greed.

>> Ah, Richard and Allison.

>> Captain Barwell, Mrs. Barwell,

>> we have news. We've heard from London.

Allison's aunt, Lady Linton, has passed

away.

>> Oh, my dear, I do remember her from so

long ago.

>> And we're trying for our passage home

almost immediately

>> to take up Allison's inheritance.

Oh,

>> well, we shall miss you.

>> Come some wine. Indeed, why not?

>> I don't believe it.

>> He's going. I'll never see him again.

>> Sarah, I must see him alone without

Louisie. Oh, please, Julia, think of

something.

But Louie is a man of the world. Will he

not understand?

>> Louie a long time ago guessed at

Richard's feelings for me. But my

feelings for Richard? Oh, that would

place some strain on his worldliness.

Well, I'm sorry. I can think of no

excuse to take Louis away. Besides, he's

too intelligent not to see through such

silliness.

Of course, you could always tell him the

truth.

>> Oh, Sarah, my dear, it's almost 20 years

since you stood in my cabin on the

Georgette and confessed to me your love

for Richard Bower. And in that time,

I've seen you nurse your love for him,

thwart it, hide it from Andrew, hide it

from Allison, and now from Louie. And

think what torment it has caused you all

those years.

Oh dear.

Wouldn't it be simpler

and more honorable?

Julia,

you are the mother I never had and the

friend. You have never told me anything

but the truth about myself as about

everything else.

Thank you.

And thank God we came back to each

other.

>> Would you leave us Molly?

>> There is something I must tell you. I

want to be honest.

You are aware of Richard Barwell's

feelings for me.

They are not exactly one-sided.

Well,

we knew each other as children. We were

17, 18.

Well, he was the first man I ever felt

anything for. And he has haunted me

through all my life since.

>> Yes. Continue.

My feelings are not the same, for I am

not the romantic little fool I once was.

But I still care for him, Louie.

And it would mean a great deal to us if

we could meet, he and I, alone, to say

our goodbyes.

I know it's a lot to ask, but if you

could give me this moment,

I

>> see.

Perhaps this is what has always been

there. You grasped and grabbed at

whatever you could because you could not

have your Richard.

>> No, that's not true. I' I've been a

faithful and loyal wife to both Andrew

and you.

>> And yet, I am not too surprised.

>> You mean you knew? Oh, I wondered.

And I am to be the compliant husband,

sitting back, permitting all.

Go to him, Sarah.

I will stay here, drink my good French

wine, and contemplate the mysteries of

this life. I will not interrupt

because I am taking it perhaps a little

for granted that after saying your sad

farewells you will come back to

Do you wish to go home?

>> That is exactly what I wish. Home to

London.

>> I meant

Alison, there is no absolute necessity

for us to return. Your inheritance could

be transferred here. We could build up

our properties as we have never been

able to.

>> Stay on here

in this backwater. I have hated this

place ever since the day I arrived. The

same dull, stupid receptions, the same

dull witless people. This ghastly,

squalid provincial little town has

nothing to offer me. I can't get away

from it soon enough.

>> Would you consider going back alone?

I could stay on, sell the farm and the

house. It'll give me time to tidy up our

affairs.

>> Do you think me a fool, Richard? I know

why you want to stay here. for her.

Sarah Dne, Sarah Mcclelay, Sarah De Bou,

I have known since the first evening we

came to this house that you have been in

love with her all your life.

>> Alison,

>> go

speak to her. But once you have,

please don't.

Please never come back to this house

again.

Yeah, you can't.

All this time she has known

>> and said nothing.

>> I never knew how strong my wife was.

>> Oh, Richard, the humiliation she must

have felt so many times.

I feel deeply ashamed.

>> Do you know when when I heard of

Allison's arrival, I I thought how nice

it would be to have a a real lady in the

colony.

When I said that, I meant it

sarcastically.

She is a greater lady than I knew

>> in so many ways.

Only when we had the letter about her

inheritance did she tell me

the doctor advised her months ago that

her lungs were so badly affected that

the only way to keep the illness bay a

little longer was a sea voyage.

Oh, Richard.

>> She said nothing to me then, cuz she

knew that was something we could not

afford.

Of course, she is right. I must go with

her.

>> Yes, you must.

>> Oh, Richard,

this was supposed to be our farewell,

>> and all we talk of is Allison,

rightly.

My dear, what is it?

>> My foolishness. Sarah,

my selfishness.

I've ruined Allison's life, and I've

done nothing for you either.

>> Oh, my dear. But you have.

You were a kind of dream to me. Not

quite real.

Everything else in my life has been so

hard and clear.

But you held before me that lovely

romantic dream of

of what might have been.

Afternoon to you, Mr.

>> Fred. How's the town?

>> Oh, it's still there, Miss

>> and still growing. It's a pleasure to

get back to Bandon, sir. I got the

sashes. The Reuters should look very

handsome.

>> Oh, excellent colors. Now, the penants.

My wife, for some reason, was emphatic

about the penants. They'll make it all

look very festive, sir. Madame has an oy

for such things.

>> Anything else? Ah,

>> just the gazette, sir, and the maid.

There was a ship in from London.

>> Well,

such

perfect peace.

H

>> Did I hear the carriage or did I dream

it?

>> Teddy's here with everything for the

race meeting. A race meeting at Beno?

I'm not sure. It's quite my kind of

social occasion, Sarah.

>> Now, dear, you know you love riding.

It's nice for the children to have

company at holiday time.

>> Oh, yes, the children.

You don't pretend you won't enjoy it,

too?

You haven't been to visit any of the

farms lately.

>> Oh, they go on as always. The overseers

are perfectly trustworthy.

>> Do you think we should

take a trip into Sydney to see that

everything goes well at the store?

>> Oh, Mr. Clapmore is ill most of the

time, but Mr. Develin is seeing to it

that everything that needs to be done is

done.

Louie,

I did not believe it would ever happen.

>> You have learned at last not to rush

from place to place, bullying everyone

into doing things just as you want them.

>> I think you have proved because I'm not

such a shopkeeper now.

>> On the contrary,

I have come to respect that shopkeeper

very much.

>> Why, thank you, dear.

Is that the mail?

Do you recognize the hand?

>> Richard Barwell.

>> So tactfully and correctly addressed to

Msuri Madame de Bourge. I'm sure it's

intended only for you.

>> No, my dear, it is for both of us.

>> You better read it then.

>> This is simply to inform you that poor

dear Allison has died.

How unworthy I was of the love she gave

me, you are both aware. that since we

left New South Wales, she had almost two

whole years. That's longer than we had

both expected.

I tried to do all I could to make her

happy in these last days. Oh,

>> I'm sure he did. He's not a bad fellow,

just a rather foolish one.

>> He's living alone in London now and is

comfortable thanks to the money left him

by Allison.

So, Richard has his money at last.

>> No talk of marrying again.

>> Oh, no. Oh, I shouldn't think Richard

would do that. I'd be very surprised if

he were to do that.

>> Are we permitted to drink tonight?

>> David, as guardian of the younger

generation's morals, what do you say?

>> It is New Year's Eve and we are just

family. And tomorrow we shall have half

the Nepan in the Hawkbury. So, I think

we should have a quiet evening together.

>> I shall try my best, madam, to control

myself.

>> May I have a drink, Papa?

>> Ask Momo.

>> Mama,

>> lime and lemon.

>> Huh?

>> Oh, David is a fine boy, Sarah. I don't

know why you worry.

To be truthful, I'm concerned for all of

them.

>> Oh, my dear, why?

>> Parochial life is here.

>> The races tomorrow, a party tomorrow

night.

>> The children think these occasions the

height of fashion because it's all they

know.

>> I mean, really, they're just the age to

learn from wider experience. London, for

instance.

>> London?

>> Oh, but surely David is too old for

school now.

>> School?

>> He is just the age to acquire some

social polish. and Elizabeth.

>> Besides, it's time you saw London again,

too.

>> Me? London?

Oh, no. No. Why, Louie? I've been in the

colony almost 20 years. I I really don't

know anything else. I think I'd be

afraid to venture out of it. But

besides, I

>> quiet over there.

>> Besides,

>> here everyone knows my story. It's not

gossiped about anymore. But over there,

it may be taken out and mowled over

again. A

>> in that big city. Nonsense. They have

other things to think of.

>> Well, perhaps the children won't want to

go.

>> But we do, mother. Father and the boys

and I have been discussing it for days.

>> Louie

>> court. Mother,

>> may I make a toast to the new year?

>> No, to London.

I have a special toast to propose to

your father, to my dear Louie, who has

given us so much and goes on giving us

more.

>> Papa,

come Henry. They're beginning now.

Where's papa?

Ah, Lou for sure.

>> Good luck.

>> Thank you.

>> Good luck, darling.

>> Thank you, mama.

>> You'll win.

>> Keep relaxed.

Come on.

Come on.

coming out.

Whoa.

Black

again. Black.

I always seem to be in black.

>> Yes, Mom.

>> Miss Elizabeth and little Henriette will

need new black gowns. You see, I I can

wear this one. The one I wore last time

for Sebastian.

>> Can I get you a tea?

Perhaps a brandy.

>> I'm sorry to disturb you. I just

couldn't bear the house for another

minute.

Seemed quite sensible to come here.

>> I'm very pleased, ma'am, that you did.

>> Thank you.

>> Miss Y Louie used to laugh at the store.

He said I was a shopkeeper,

but he came to know what it meant to me.

Do you know lately Miss Yur has had such

a passion for life, he'd almost won me

away from the farms and the ships and

and everything that was important to me.

I'd begun to long for the day when the

boys were of age and would take care of

everything and and I could spend all my

time with him.

I'm sorry, Mr. Develin. I I hardly know

what I'm saying.

See who it is. Don't mention that I'm

here.

>> Who is it?

>> Jeremy Hogan. Come on, Deon. Open up.

>> Hurry up.

>> Where is she?

>> I knew you'd be here.

>> If you wouldn't mind, Mr. Delin, I think

I can contend with Mr. Hogan on my own.

>> Thank you, Mom.

>> Well,

>> well,

by the look in your Irish eyes, you're

about to deliver me one of your

lectures.

>> You're going to England?

>> Yes. What is that to do with you?

>> I came here today to offer my

consolations on your loss, but all I've

heard is this plan to take the family to

London.

What I do with my family is my business.

Louie planned the trip. The children

have their hearts set on it. And it may

help me get over my shock.

How can you do it?

How can you so lose your dignity?

>> You will have to explain what you're

talking about.

>> You're free. Free at last. And so is he.

You can't wait to get to that damnable

Richard Barwell.

>> How dare you?

>> I have always tried to believe the best

of you. But what can I think? It's not

for the children this voyage. What a

flimsy excuse. It's for yourself and

yourself only. And that's typical. Ever

and always. You've done everything

according to your own greedy passions

without a thought for anyone else.

>> I am tired of your preaching and

moralizing.

coming here like a twice a year person

to tell me what I must or mustn't do. By

what right do you take such a tone with

me? Oh no, it's not in the name of love.

It's pure jealousy. Jealousy that I

didn't fall into your bed the moment I

set eyes on you.

All my life I have had to be responsible

for myself and others. And I don't need

you or any man to tell me how I should

behave now.

Thank God I wasn't fool enough to marry

you, for you'd have had me sitting at my

needle work like a sering Irish village

peasant, dependent on your every

masculine whim. With Andrew and Louie, I

had a life, a real life, and I shall go

on living it as I see fit. This time you

have just gone too far, Mr. Hogan. Get

out. Get out and don't ever come back.

Good.

Good. That's the end of us. Then I shall

walk out of here, marry the first

presentable woman I can find, and hope I

never set eyes on you again.

Oh, God. Sarah.

Elizabeth, has Duncan returned?

>> No, mama.

>> Duncan looks very well on his horse.

>> He chooses the most unfashionable hour

to ride in Hide Park. The only time when

there is room to ride because there's

nobody there.

>> Certainly nobody who is anybody.

>> Do stop quarreling.

What are you supposed to be doing today?

>> Oh, we're invited to a party this

evening.

>> How exciting. It will be full of dull

young men who won't look sideways for

fear of ruffling their neck clocks.

>> Nevertheless, Lady Fulton will be

expecting you, dear. Oh, I'd be happy to

go if David would come. He says he

won't.

>> I'm not interested.

>> Are you interested in anything, David?

Another

6 months in London and you won't be fit

to return to New South Wales. You

certainly won't be fit to run the farms.

>> I'm sorry.

I am very grateful.

The art galleries and and concerts and

theaters and and parties,

it was all very wonderful at first,

mother, but but I've got nothing to do

here to work at.

>> Perhaps you should go home.

home. That would be worse. There's

really no point in going home, is there?

>> David,

Elizabeth, what has got into him?

>> We don't know where we belong.

>> The colony is being ruined by official

dermar. The colonial office here for

forbids this, restricts that. No wonder

we had a rebellion.

>> You are quite the speech maker, David.

We are ruled by pompous bureaucrats who

have never seen New South Wales and have

no idea of its potential.

>> Yes, but do you need to be so

intolerant?

>> Our country will never develop, Mama,

until it is governed by people there on

the spot who have some real feeling for

it because they were born there and grew

up there.

>> People like you, in fact. So why don't

you want to go home,

>> David?

I will never go home. As long as that

that place is so hemmed in,

it could be 15 years before they do

anything about finding a way over the

mountains. There is absolutely nothing

to go home for.

Elizabeth, shall we go for a walk?

>> No, don't run after him. He's spoiled

enough.

>> I only want to be with him if he's

unhappy.

I know and I'm very pleased.

>> Sarah Richard.

>> Oh, it's so cold.

>> Summer in London has been colder than

winter in Sydney Town. Oh dear, you

complain about it every time I see you.

>> How are the children?

>> Oh, awful. So restless and dissatisfied.

>> Could you be to blame for that?

>> I

Richard, what do you mean?

>> Your own discontent. It's catching. You

don't seem to have any real enthusiasm

for London. And you know why you are so

turbulent in your spirits? Because you

won't settle your future.

>> Oh, please.

>> You play around with your own feelings

and mine. We're both free now. We could

marry at a moment's notice. Why won't

you put an end to this indecision?

>> I can't begin to think of that. While

the children are still so restless,

they seem indifferent, Richard, to all

that Andrew and I and Louis and I built

up for them. They almost seem to be

saying that my life is utterly without

value, meaningless.

>> You always have an excuse. Always there

is something or someone to be put before

me and my feelings.

>> I'm sorry. I know I'm being unfair.

>> What a life we could have. My house in

London. The old family estate in Devon.

Can't you see us together? Together,

Sarah, at last.

>> I will have this out with the children,

Richard. And I will give you an answer.

I promise.

>> Good lord. Is that

Isn't that

>> Yes. Yes, it is, Mr. MacArthur.

Oh dear. He will wonder seeing us

together.

>> Nonsense. Mr. MacArthur,

Mr. Bower,

Madame Tushi.

So good to meet so far from home.

>> Oh, so it is still home. We were pleased

that the trial did not bring too drastic

a verdict.

>> Well, exile is harsh enough, but it

shall pass, and I shall go back. With

your known ambitions, you're not on the

next boat.

>> Why? You've not seen the times?

>> No.

>> Oh, governor McQuary. Oh, some time

since I sent a team of severe over the

mountains. Well, the reports are enough

to excite any good colonial's blood.

>> That is good news.

It is reported that on the inland plains

for a distance of of 100 miles, the land

is not the desert which the people of

the colony had feared.

>> So you've heard.

>> But something akin to a natural

parkland, rich and fertile with grasses

growing over 3 ft high. Oh, mother, what

flocks we can run on this?

>> We But only this morning, David was

announcing that he didn't wish to go

back. Now there is something to go back

for.

>> Amar, it was because they hated the idea

of going on and on at the same old

properties you started years ago.

>> Elizabeth understands me very well. To

work on something new on country no one

has ever touched.

>> How simple. How silly of me not to have

realized. Oh, I understand that too,

David. It's what your father and I did

after all.

>> Can't we go back soon? We can always

come back to London later

>> when we're rich and prosperous.

>> Will you come with us? Help us get

started.

>> Help you get started?

>> What help did we have in our day?

No. You're young enough and strong

enough to fend for yourselves.

>> Of course. You have your friends here,

mother. You may prefer to stay on in

London.

>> Yes,

indeed I may.

Indeed, I may

>> Sarah. My dear,

>> MacArthur was right. There are pasture

lands on the other side of the

mountains.

>> Oh, what mountains are these? H Black

Mountains of Wales, the Scottish

Highlands.

>> Oh, forgive me. I'm ruining everything

we've waited for for so long.

>> You will go back.

>> Oh, I won't tie the children to me, and

I have no intention of following in

their bright visions.

But this afternoon, when I heard them

talk, I knew for certain that I longed

to be there.

>> Nothing will induce you to stay.

Not even

>> nothing.

Well, you don't expect me to go back

there to that detestable place.

>> No, my dear. Of course I don't.

>> Oh, dear.

Oh, dear. What a faint-hearted suitor.

You must think me. But

I must say it to be frank, my dear.

These last months with those hearty

children and your endless talk of farms

and crops and flocks and

I slowly realize that.

Oh, Sarah, how terrible.

You're not really my sort of woman at

all.

Not very gallant of me. You have every

right to feel insulted.

>> Richard Farwell.

Oh my life. Waited all my life.

Oh, sir. We're being honest with each

other at last. And with ourselves, too.

Oh, to have gone on getting older,

trying to keep the childhood romance

going.

>> Not quite believing, but afraid to say

so.

>> Oh, how awful. How silly it would have

been.

>> Oh, Sarah Dane.

Ever more. My Sarah.

Do you know I think Allison suited me

much better than I ever knew.

>> And if you marry again, it will be to

someone just like her.

>> And you?

>> Me?

I'm free.

I'm free.

So many new possibilities.

Who knows?

Get on.

Could you spare a penny, Mom?

>> Thank you, Mom.

Come on, children. We're going home.

Heat. Heat.

Heat. Heat.