Original subtitles

REBECCA: Let's move.

Yup.

We can survive now, Bec. She was never going to...

Don't call me Bec.

Only Danny calls me that.

Oh my God.

She's not breathing! Oskar!

OSKAR: Nina...

Do something, she's going to die! Oskar! - Nina, Nina!

She's gone.

What happened?

I suppose her organs have just... given up.

Burns like that would have given her terrible infections.

No medical help

she didn't stand a chance.

We have to bury her.

REBECCA: We can't, we have to move right now.

NINA: Where?

We have to continue.

The top of that ridge is our safest place and we need water.

And Steve and Kelly?

They know where we're going. They'll meet us there.

We can't just leave her here...

We don't have a choice. We can't dig a grave here

the ground's rock hard and we can't take her back to the river bed.

So you would just leave her here for the animals?

We can't keep doing this.

My beautiful girl.

That young boy.

Bruce.

Don't any of them deserve some dignity at least?

It's terrible.

We all agree with you.

But there is nothing we can do. And I know that you're hurting.

Hurting?

My daughter has been murdered.

Nina, please. - What is wrong with you people?

Alright. Let's just calm down.

I know it's a nightmare. We all do.

But if we make the right decisions now we survive. It's that simple.

What is the point of surviving if we lose our humanity?

SHE SOBS SILENTLY

Let's get some rocks to weigh it down. Make it hard for anything to get at her.

You're sure you want to leave that here?

Can we just do the best we can, please.

THEME MUSIC: Acoustic cover of "Down Under"

[TENSE MUSIC]

Reckon he's dead?

If he is, we should keep going. Work to do.

We'll catch up to the beef later.

Better check on this fella first.

[TENSE MUSIC]

[FAINT GROANS]

Water.

HE COUGHS AND SPLUTTERS

TRUCK APPROACHES

Why you out here, brother?

I'm really sorry, guys.

We can't afford to get caught in the open. We have to move now.

Let's go.

[TENSE MUSIC]

We tried to get help, me and Kel, but...

Wait, where's Kelly?

Hey, relax brother, relax.

Johnny.

Where's Johnny?

What do you reckon?

Crazy talk, too much sun?

We gotta find Kelly.

And the others.

So who is this fella then?

The one who drugged you all?

I don't know.

He... he calls himself Mick.

He's an old bloke with sideburns.

It's the spirit man. - There ain't no spirit man, Dino.

I'll bet you that's him. The one we keep hearing about.

We gotta find Kelly.

Bad things happen wherever that bastard goes.

We'll find your friends.

Which way, brother?

STEVE: How far is it to the nearest town?

500km.

Jesus Christ.

Is she a clever one, your friend?

The girl?

I don't know.

She's Canadian.

Whoa, whoa. Stop.

Tracks.

Headed east.

How the hell could he see that from there?

Well you fellas are good at maths. We do this shit.

I suck at maths.

What do you reckon?

Small shoe.

Probably a woman.

STEVE: Is it Kelly?

She was in a hurry.

Should we follow them?

We can follow her.

But not from the truck.

You mob wait here.

I'll be back.

You wanna find her? Let him find her.

BRIAN: I dreamt about this ridge last night.

I was walking towards it, just like we are now.

Only it was so far away.

And I walked and I walked and then I ran.

Did it get any closer?

Dreams never really work out too well for me.

You know if we get to the top and there's no water...

How about before we try and solve a problem

let's just see if we have one.

There might not be anything, not for hundreds of miles.

There might be and if there isn't then...

we'll walk for hundreds of miles because I'm not going to die out here.

[TENSE MUSIC]

PATRICK: Coo-ee!

Grab the other rifle.

She's got a good stride, your friend.

Then I saw another track. Someone else.

He found her too. He's on her tail.

He's a big fella.

With a wide and heavy step.

He stopped a couple of times, leant on the butt of a rifle.

Made an indent in the ground.

Spirit man.

It's the driver. Mick.

Could be.

There's something not right about this place.

Keep that close. Go ride lookout, brother.

Wait, we're leaving?

We should never have come this far for three head of cattle.

This Mick, we heard stories about him.

You know him?

I know he does a lot of bad shit and carries a lot of weapons.

The two of us, we can't take him. We need more mob.

Please, get in.

Dino.

[GUNSHOT]

Shit! Get down!

PATRICK: Fuck!

DINO: Stay down.

Dino! Dino!

On the ridge!

You fellas are a long way from home, aren't ya?

Fuck! Fuck! Oh fuck!

Looking for cows? You'd better find them and get home, eh?

Dino, get back in the fucking truck!

Close the fucking door! Close it! Let's go! Go!

Oh, fuck!

[IN GERMAN:]

You have to rip it, like a bandaid.

Ow! Scheisse!

Will you shut up!

Done.

Oh, Oskar. Let them breathe a while.

Please, only a couple of minutes, guys

we can't waste time here.

Almost out. We're not going to make it far like that.

Let it go, Brian. We've got what we've got.

Do you think we can make it? With them?

We have to and yeah, we should have left earlier, but we didn't.

And we all know why we didn't.

But we have gotta reach that ridge because that was the deal so let's go!

It's too hot! - We have to get out of the open and find water.

He can barely walk! - You know why we're here in the heat, Nina.

This is the cost of being human, right?

So you can stay here and die

or we can get to that ridge before we're

shot and hope to God we find a water source.

Here.

We have to go.

[TENSE MUSIC]

KELLY PANTS

Ah! Scheisse!

[IN GERMAN:]

Scheisse!

No, Oskar.

When did you run out of your medication?

This morning.

Perfect.

But please, don't tell Nina. She'll only worry.

NINA: Arghh! Arghh! Snake!

Are you bitten? - Yes!

What kind was it? - I don't know.

Oh, for fuck's sake!

REBECCA: See if you can see what it was.

What if it was a king brown? - That's why we need to find out. Go! Quickly!

OK, don't move. Don't move.

Just breathe, Nina. Try to stay calm.

Do you remember Davo's instructions?

We don't wash it, we must apply a pressure bandage.

Wash it? What do you mean? What are we going to wash it with?

No, he mean't don't wipe it off. They need the saliva.

Who? - To find the right anti-venom.

What anti-venom? What are we going to do, call a fucking ambulance?

No! We cannot let the poison move through her body.

She must remain still.

Let's just have a look, OK?

[NINA CRIES]

Brian, can you see what it was?

[GUNSHOT]

REBECCA: Jesus fucking Christ!

DINO: Stop stop stop.

It sounded like a gunshot.

Found it.

Who told you to shoot it? Anyone within 10 miles would've heard that!

Well next time you chase the fucking snake, I nearly trod on it.

Does anyone know what it is? - No.

It's brownish.

So it's a king brown? - I don't know, Nina. It's a brown snake.

Are there any other kinds out here that might be brown?

I'd imagine so yes. - Not venomous?

Why are you asking me? I'm a psychiatrist, not a fucking herpetologist.

Wait wait wait wait! He could be shooting at my friends.

Brother, you can get out and walk if you want to.

But I ain't driving back to no gunfight without no help, alright?

OSKAR: We can use her scarf.

Place it like this, wrap it around and tie.

No no no, it needs to be pressurised. That won't do anything.

OSKAR: But where to place the pressure?

That's like a tourniquet. I mean, should we be doing a tourniquet?

Don't ask me, we don't do snakebites in Surrey.

Until we get proper help.

At school, we learnt cut and suck.

Suck out the venom?

No no, that's useless. I'm sure I've read that. That's folklore.

But if there's a chance it might help... - It won't!

We must try everything. - It doesn't do anything!

I'm not even sure this tourniquet works.

The tourniquet is stopping the poison from spreading, yes? It makes sense.

Yes, sure, maybe. If we got it in time.

Look, we have to think positive.

If it was a king brown, according to Dave, she'd be dead already.

Or at least a lot worse.

If that fucking psycho heard your shot...

Foreigners generally don't last too long out here, bro.

Especially if there's a spirit man around.

Quit talking shit, Dino.

Seemed pretty real to me.

Just a mad bastard, that's all. Nothing special about it...

[GUNSHOT]

STEVE: Ah jeez! Ah jeez! Fuck!

Fuck!

BRIAN: Fucking shit!

REBECCA: Go! Go! We gotta move!

NINA: Arghh.

BRIAN: Keep down.

Come on.

Gun. Gun! Stay down.

Oh, come on.

[GUNSHOT]

Thought I told you bastards to piss off, didn't I, eh?

I got no argument with you pricks.

DINO GASPS AND SPLUTTERS

[TENSE MUSIC]

[SILENCE]

[BIRD CAWS]

Hold on. Wait!

She's not doing so well.

She's so quiet. It feels as though the life is going out of her.

Is anyone listening to me?

Let me have a look.

She's got a strong pulse.

Surprising, considering what she's been through.

She's a strong woman.

Listen, Oskar.

Listen.

We can't keep stopping like this.

This is as much about her as it is about the rest of us.

Do you know what total dehydration looks like?

You'll vomit whatever's inside of you.

You won't be able to see straight.

You'll suffer acute renal failure.

Body swells up. You'll be in so much pain.

I would rather die with her than live without her.

I am not a coward.

Not like you. And her.

What's that supposed to mean?

Yeah. I know what you did to Michelle.

She wouldn't have survived another day.

And that justifies murder? You are no better than him!

BRIAN: This is not the same situation.

OSKAR: I would have carried Michelle to the very end!

Which would have been until lunchtime, you idiot!

Have you not heard those shots out there?

That maniac is driving around right now hunting us down.

You are not going near her. Neither of you!

Don't be stupid.

You have already killed one injured person to save yourselves!

Why not two?

Oskar, we'd never do that. - Why not?

As soon as she slows you down, you will leave her.

Right, do you know what, old man, why don't you just sit down.

This heat has obviously cooked your fucking brain!

Hey! Guys, stop!

What the fuck! Stop it! Stop!

BRIAN LAUGHS

Fuck this.

Close your fucking legs.

Uncle! Uncle!

Patrick. Patrick gone.

Cable ties are the duck's guts.

Great invention, mate.

They're cheap, easy and very hard to break.

You know what I love most about 'em?

You can get 'em up real tight.

You can get 'em right up to the bone - Arghh!

See that? - Arghh! Fuck!

[DINO GROANS]

Hey, you know, I've been tracking that little butch sheila.

She knows a thing or two, that one.

Made it very interesting, yeah.

[DINO GROANS]

Where's Johnny?

Who?

My Johnny.

Your Johnny?

Where is he?

You know my favourite animal?

The wild boar, mate.

There's loads of 'em around here.

Now there's nothing more crazy and angry

than a starving pig.

Hey, you should have seen your poncy little mate,

scream when that pig was munching on his entrails.

You're full of shit.

Oh yeah, yeah, I could be tuggin' your tossle.

Or not.

Guess you'll never know, eh?

MICK LAUGHS

[SINGING]

[DIDGERIDOO SOUNDS]

Hey.

Come on me old china, hey?

It's only a fork, eh?

Just a fork!

A fork can't kill a man.

Then again, there's a thought.

[HE SINGS]

Just fucking kill me.

Just do it you pissweak fuck.

Too gutless to take these off and have a real go.

Yeah, the world is full of fucking losers like you.

Just do it.

Come on. Just fucking kill me.

Oh alright then. Rightio.

Seeing you asked so nicely.

You wanna die like lover boy?

Screaming your fuckin' guts up?

Crying for your mummy?

Hey you know what? Let's see what I got in my toolbox.

[GUNSHOT]

MICK: Missed me.

This is not the first time you've held a rifle. - Stay where you are.

What do they shoot up there in Canada?

Geese? Ducks?

You can't kill a 1000 Ib moose with a fucking slingshot.

Bullshit

Killed and field dressed,

with a 284 Winchester straight through the heart.

I don't often lose track.

Following yours wasn't that hard.

Fair enough.

So what are we going to do now, eh?

Shooting a moose is one thing,

but shooting a man.

For a start

a moose won't stand there talking back to you, will he?

Shoot him in the legs.

She can't shoot me, dopey. She hasn't cocked the rifle.

NINA: Need to rest.

OSKAR: OK, OK.

Despite our predicament, I can't help thinking how beautiful it is.

One of life's terrible ironies.

All those gunshots.

You think he found Steve and Kel?

Don't know.

[RITUALISTIC SINGING]

They be killing him here.

[GUNSHOT]

[GUNSHOT]

Gonna kill him.

[HE BEGINS SINGING AGAIN]

[HE SINGS LOUDER]

Get up!

Show me!

[SINGING INTENSIFIES]

[MICK GROANS]

Arghh!

Stop singing me, bastards!

MICK CRIES OUT IN PAIN

Bastards! Stop singing me!

This is blackfella country, brother!

Take our blood, we'll take yours.

[HE SINGS LOUDER]

You watch him, Uncle.

He's dead, like kangaroo.

Oh, come on!

IN ABORIGINAL LANGUAGE:

Fuckin' tourists.

Now move over, daddy's driving.

REBECCA: Danny is out there.

I can feel it.

And I'm going to find him.

And then I'm going to kill that crazy fucking arsehole.

Oh my God, can you see that? Guys.

Bloody hell.

OSKAR: It must be some kind of mine.

IN GERMAN:

Come on.

Come on!

Well here we are.

Home sweet home.