Original subtitles

They're all dead!

- What's the matter? - They're all dead!

I came home, and they're all dead!

- Whereabouts are ya? - Um, um...

Every St. - What, Every St?

65 Every street.

They're all dead. - Who's all dead?

My family, they're all dead! Hurry up!

Okay. Every St, that runs off... Off...

Somerville St? - Yeah. Yeah. Yes.

- Your last name?

- Bain. - Bain.

Okay. We're on our way.

- Hurry up!

- Okay, Mr Bain. - Hurry up!

- Yeah, we'll be there very shortly.

- Any signs of life? - We just got here.

- Right. Let's take a look.

- Les, mate, nip back to the car,

grab revolvers for these boys.

Hey, mate, can you open the door for us?

- I can't!

My dad! - Where's your dad, mate?

- He is there!

- Murray.

- Shit.

- They're all dead!

- How many are in the house, mate?

- Five. Five.

- There's a body in here.

Easy, easy, boy. Easy.

Becoming fine, southerlies dying out,

the maximum 17, Christchurch becoming fine,

moderate northeasterlies developing and 18,

and Dunedin fine, moderate westerlies,

with a maximum of 15 degrees.

That's Radio New Zealand's news and weather to...

- David.

David. - Oh, morning, Mrs Mitchell.

- Would you mind not coming right up on to my porch?

It sets my Boris off.

- Oh. Sorry. I won't do it again.

- Oh, you're a good boy.

- Well. Morning.

How was your run?

- Not too bad.

Thanks.

Should probably take Mum her coffee.

Mum?

Mum, are you awake?

- I had a powerful dream.

Oh, it was so vivid.

My heart's still racing. Here.

Feel my heart.

- I put on the washing.

- Did you separate the woollens?

- Yeah.

- There were three locked boxes.

The three energies of the universe, that could be it.

Is your father still here? - Yeah.

- Yeah, every time he goes off to Taieri

without a care in the world,

I have to clear the house of Satan.

Listen to me, David.

I need time this morning to think and interpret.

Something is changing.

And we have to be prepared.

Laniet!

Laniet, mum says you have to get ready for school!

I wanna buy my lunch today.

- I already made you some. - Use up the blackberry jam.

- I don't want jam sandwiches again.

- Listen to your brother. - Laniet.

Arawa, it's 8 o'clock! - She does this every day.

- I've got some perfectly good sandwiches here.

- Got any money? - No. Bye.

- Where are you going? - I'm meeting some friends.

- Well, who's that? - Just friends, David.

- David doesn't know what they are.

- Yeah, well, I've actually got heaps of friends.

- Mum doesn't count.

- Stephen. - Mm.

- St...

Well, don't forget your trumpet.

Tell Stephen he's got a trumpet lesson!

- Yeah, I already did!

- Leave those, Dave. Come and talk to me.

Do you remember New Guinea,

how we all looked out for each other?

We were a village.

- Mm. - And we kept each other safe.

There was so much love.

No one had to carry the weight all on their own.

God wants me to tear this house down completely

and start again.

It'll be our own village.

A very special place.

- Right.

- A sanctuary of peace and safety.

- What about Dad?

- What about him?

- Well, is he gonna be a part of this?

- Well, that's up to your father.

You can choose to be clear of evil, of Bel.

It's his choice.

♪ I've always been a rover ♪

♪ Summer and winter too ♪

♪ Wandering the wide world over ♪

♪ Tramping my whole life through ♪

♪ But when I start my journey ♪

♪ At the dawn of another day ♪

♪ I give a health to comrades ♪

♪ Pals of the great highway ♪

- How was your weekend?

- Mm. Very pleasant.

Margaret's been a bit crook. - Still?

But you're okay?

- Oh, can't complain, Darlene.

- It must be hard on the family,

you being away most of the week.

- Well, I like the peace and quiet.

♪ I can say, night and day ♪

♪ Nothing ever worries me ♪

♪ Nights are cold ♪

♪ Maybe I'm growing old. ♪

- Something's going on.

Well, it's a possum.

- I don't know what to do. - Sir, sir, there's a possum!

- Oh dear.

Let's have a look.

- Hey, come on, everyone, come on. Inside.

- Morning, Robin.

Darlene called, said you had a possum.

Little bugger.

It's only an air rifle, but should do the trick,

as long as you get it right between the eyes.

My boys shoot 'em in the orchard.

- Right. I know.

I just can't have it eating the garden

the kids have put too much effort into it.

- Yeah, they have indeed.

Yeah, I'll do it.

You might wanna look away.

Oopsie, missed a spot. I'll have to do it again.

- Right. Here we go, Bains against the world.

♪ Westering home, and a song in the air ♪

♪ Light in the eye, and it's goodbye to care ♪

♪ Laughter o love and a welcoming there ♪

♪ Isle of my heart, my own one ♪

♪ Tell me o' lands o' the Orient gay ♪

♪ Speak o' the riches and joys o' Cathay ♪

♪ Aye, but it's grand to be wakin' each day ♪

♪ To find myself nearer to Islay ♪

♪ And it's westering home and a song in the air ♪

- Please, sir, may I have some more?

- Make love, not war. - Thank you.

- Dad, Laniet's hogging all the meat.

I'm not.

- Stephen, it's clearly you that's hogging all the meat.

Come on. - No, I'm biting.

- Laniet, don't look at me like that.

- Oh my God, okay. Don't be rude.

- You're not having any, Mum?

- What's this?

Fat and gristle.

That's all you would leave me.

There's no meat, none.

Satan is working through all of you.

Selfish. So selfish.

- Well, you've gone to all this trouble

to prepare this lovely meal.

Let's just calm it down and enjoy it.

- I will not calm down when you won't even admit

what is wrong.

- There's nothing wrong.

- How can you say that?

- Fuck this. - Laniet, sit down.

Well, have you got nothing to say?

- Actually, I might go study.

Here, have mine. I'm not hungry.

- Stephen. - What?

- Stephen.

Are you leaving or not, Robin?

Well, I'm not gonna sit here a minute longer.

- You do what you like, Margaret. I'm not going anywhere.

- Good morning.

- How are you feeling, Mum?

- Well, it's the headaches that are the worst.

Come here, I was just looking at some old movies

your dad made from PNG.

Look at you kids. It was Laniet's birthday party.

- Yeah. I remember so much jelly and ice cream and cake.

- And you on your old motorbike.

Okay, David. Good luck.

- Yeah, we didn't even have to wear helmets back then.

- It was different then. There was more time.

I'd be out with the local women.

I was so in touch with the land and the spirit world.

Outside these curtains, no one thinks about me.

No one cares that I've been lying here sick for weeks.

No one's offered me so much as a glass of water

- I care, Mum.

- There's nothing for it. I have to get myself well.

The body knows how to cure itself.

You have to fight fire with fire.

Oh, thank you, darling.

♪ Oh, gentlemen, listen, I pray ♪

♪ Though I own that my heart has been ranging ♪

♪ Of nature, the laws I obey ♪

♪ For nature is constantly changing ♪

♪ The moon in her phases is found the tide ♪

♪ And the wind and the weather ♪

♪ The months in succession come round ♪

♪ And you don't find two Mondays together. ♪

- That was lovely. Very good, David.

Now, do we think this is the best key for you?

- I don't know.

- Well, let's drop it down a little.

That way we can hear that lovely timbre you have.

What's the matter?

Well, you can't hide anything from me, David.

You're out of sorts.

- What if I don't get the part?

- Why wouldn't you?

- I wanted to get the sheet to write my name down

for the Defendant, and they said that it was full.

- They were just teasing.

Shows you're popular.

Come here.

Let's try that again from the top.

♪ Oh, gentlemen, listen, I pray, though ♪

♪ I own that my heart has been ranging ♪

♪ Of nature, the laws I obey ♪

♪ For nature is constantly changing. ♪

- You know what, Barbara?

My voice is perfect for the Defendant.

They'd be silly not to cast me.

Mum thinks that I should be getting singing coaching,

which, I mean, would be worth it in the long run

if I wanna go professional.

What do you think?

- Oh, kind of focusing on what we're doing here.

Cross country's in a few weeks.

- Well, I can get you tickets to the show,

if you wanna bring some friends.

- What's that for?

- Trial by Jury.

It'll be heaps of fun.

- Okay, I'll think about it.

The Learned Judge,

Allison.

Yay.

- Your understudy will be Jenny.

- The Plaintiff, Gail.

- Yes!

With understudy Simone.

And the Defendant,

Richard.

- Yes!

With understudy Alistair.

Understudy.

Settle.

And the Usher, David.

He just tells the audience where to sit.

- It's the court usher.

He's got a big part and a solo.

- That's right, David.

The chorus and the smaller roles

will be posted on the board,

along with the rehearsal schedule.

Well done, everybody.

Well done.

- Are you okay?

You totally should have gotten the Defendant.

- There's always next time.

- Give me a hand, David.

- Yeah, I got it, Uncle.

- You right?

- Yeah.

- You lifting? - Yes.

- We just got ourselves a new one.

Your auntie said she didn't think-

- No, that's right.

Yes, I said I didn't think that you had a microwave.

Have you?

- Oh. No. No.

- Oh, well, they come in handy, let me tell you.

- Where do you want it?

- I don't know. - When you're ready, David.

They're not light.

Here.

- Oh, here you are.

I thought you'd been sick.

Are you going to mum's in the weekend?

- Well, it is my turn.

Not that she ever thanks me for it.

Oh, honestly, Janet,

ooh, these hot flushes.

Ooh.

And I can't lose a pound.

And the headache as well.

Something for you to look forward to.

- What are you planting?

- Nashi pears.

- Nashi what?

- Pears.

They're Japanese.

- Oh. Never heard of them.

- But they are going to be the next big thing.

I'm planting an entire orchard, eventually.

- Well, you always have such big plans.

- Shall I tell you my latest?

Come here.

The house is coming down.

All of it.

- How goes the job hunting?

- I think I should probably just take mum and Auntie Jan

a cup of tea.

- Sit down, David.

Sit.

- It's been a while since you dropped out of uni.

- Yeah.

I'm thinking of going back.

- Was that an option?

Well, my understanding was you bombed out completely.

Oh, it's nothing to be ashamed of.

University isn't for everyone.

- Mom and Dad wanted me to study zoology.

- Oh.

- Yeah.

I'm not really into science.

It's not really my thing.

But I'm gonna do music.

- Music?

What sort of job's that gonna get you?

You can't spend your whole life on the dole.

- I'm happy the way things are.

- I've asked around.

There's a job going at a petrol station,

forecourt attendant.

- No. No, thanks.

Why not?

- Mum's done so much for us.

She needs me.

- Right. Shall we press Return?

Good.

Now, who wants to write their name

at the bottom of the messages?

- Me. Me.

- Gene,

over to you.

- Thank you, sir.

- We've been sending messages out on FidoNet,

and we've had replies from all over,

America.

- I'm glad you understand computers.

This came for you.

- Ah.

- Is everything all right?

- I applied for a new position, larger school,

closer to town, but...

Oh well.

- I want a turn. - What about mine?

It's not fair, you've been on it for ages.

- Now, now, everyone will get a turn.

What have you written for me, Gene?

- By Gene.

- By Gene.

That's a good start, isn't it?

- Off you go!

- Dad.

- Ah.

How was your week?

- Boring.

I asked Mum for some new jeans,

and she said no, like always,

but I thought that you could buy them for me.

- Nah, yeah, we'll see.

So, is your mother at home?

- She's in one of her moods again.

- Yeah.

- She's always on my case.

- Yeah.

Oh well.

Afternoon.

I'll just...

- Robin, sit down.

Let's talk.

We need to set our minds to finding somewhere else to live

while the new house is being built.

- Is that practical?

- The sanctuary is my dream, Robin.

It's what God wants.

Why can you not see it?

- Can we afford it?

- I'm the one who invests the money.

If it were left up to you,

we would be living under a bridge.

What happened to us?

We used to be so sure of ourselves.

I had a career,

musical potential, everyone said so.

Ever since we came back,

I feel like nothing's gone right.

- Oh well.

- Is that the best you can do?

"Oh well"?

You know, we wouldn't even be having this conversation

if you'd shown a scrap more ambition,

if you had really tried.

- I have tried.

- You're 57 years old,

and you're working in a tiny little school

in the middle of nowhere.

- I've been applying for jobs all over the place,

no one will have me.

- Well, why am I not surprised?

Why would anybody want you.

- Well, you could go back to teaching.

You could contribute.

- I do contribute.

I work hard on this family and on myself.

You never touch me.

- Beg your pardon?

- You never show me the slightest bit of affection or love.

I am lonely.

- You banished me from the house.

You said I was infected with evil!

- Because you are.

You are the devil's son.

- Your plans are just too unrealistic, Margaret.

♪ In the pines, in the pines ♪

♪ Where the sun never shines ♪

♪ And you shiver when the cold ♪

♪ Wind blows ♪

♪ My darling, darling ♪

♪ What have I done ♪

♪ To make you treat me so? ♪

- Oh, thank you.

- Cheers to New Zealand.

- Thank you. - Cheers.

- No. - Aw.

Oh, cheeky!

- So cheeky. So cheeky.

- It's all right. I'm driving home.

- Now, let's see what you've done to that leg of yours.

Sorry, David, but we have to get in there, don't we?

What if it's not God speaking to me at all?

Should we give up, just sell the house?

- No, no, you can't give up.

- Well, if your father won't agree to pay for it,

then I might have to.

- It's like you say,

things are sent to test us, and we overcome.

- You're right.

Of course you are.

We shall overcome.

- Guys, there's a family meeting!

Laniet!

Arawa!

We got a family meeting.

- What's it about?

- You'll find out.

Stephen, we've got a family meeting.

Come on, hurry up. Hurry up.

Laniet!

- Next thing I was feeling someone was holding my hair back

and after that, I don't remember anything.

- Laniet!

You are so bad.

- Yeah.

If you only knew.

- Knew what?

- Laniet. - What?

- Fuck, David, don't do that.

- There's a family meeting.

- Pass.

- Unless you want me to tell dad about you smoking.

- Such a bastard.

- Ooh! Where's my room?

- There you are.

You have your own little courtyard.

- Ooh, that's awesome.

- It will be a sanctuary,

a place of spiritual growth.

A garden of peace.

And look, the roof has a dome so we can sit out

under the stars at night.

- Is that my room? - It could be.

- Oh, we're gonna be neighbours.

- Where's dad's room?

What's going on?

Where's his room?

- Well, your father still has to decide

if he's going to be a part of our dream or not.

- But he has to be.

- Hello.

- Dad.

- What is it?

What's going on?

- We're having a family meeting, that's all.

- I put up with a lot of, Margaret.

But I will not let you throw me out of my own home

or turn my children against me.

- I think you're doing that yourself quite successfully.

- Margaret.

- Ooh, David and Arawa are good,

but Laniet is full of Bel, just like her father.

- Just shut up, Margaret!

Just be quiet.

What happened to the Jesus of love and compassion,

who died for our sins?

Hmm?

When are you gonna stop this nonsense?

Bel, the devil?

- God talks to me.

- Well, you know what I think about that.

- Well, you like it or not, Robin,

He talks to me.

He has plans for me.

- I'm going down to the hole in the wall

to pay the credit card.

- Now?

We're talking.

- If we don't pay it tonight, we'll incur interest.

- Robin!

Robin, we need to talk.

Robin.

God told me you have to leave this place

and never come back.

- I already stay outside like the poor relation.

Isn't that enough?

Where would I go, Margaret?

Hmm? Tell me that, where?

- You have to let me go.

- Why are you doing this?

I'm too old, and I'm too frightened to start all over again.

I'm terrified of what you'll do to the children.

I've been patient, Margaret.

But you need to get it into your head,

I'm never leaving.

I want us to be a loving couple again.

- Mum.

Are you okay?

- Mum. What's wrong?

- This is between your father and me.

- Do you wanna say hello to the camera?

- Hello.

- Do you wanna go to Daddy?

Here you go.

Ooh, ooh, ooh, careful.

You have to put your hands there.

Ooh.

- All right.

You take that door, I'll go this way.

- We've got another body down here!

- Four bodies.

He said there were five. Pretty sure.

- Christ. All right.

Let's check again.

What do you reckon we're looking at?

- Dunno.

Murder-suicide?

This bloke flips out,

takes out his family and then himself.

- Well, what about him?

- It's lucky he wasn't home at the time, I'd say.

- What's that?

- Oh, fuck me. This one's just a kid.

- Looks like he put up a hell of a fight.

- You right there, mate?

Oh shit.

- Black hands!

- Come on. Let's get you out of there.

- They're coming to get me!

- Right. - Argh!

They're coming!

- I need some help!

- Can we get the ambos in here?

- Yeah, go get them. Should be safe enough now.

- Just relax. It's all right.

- Black hands! - Just relax.

- Black hands!

They're coming to get me.

Help me.