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No, it isn't.

My sister used to have one for a pet before she went up to Queensland.

I'd like to meet her one day.

You will?

I love you very much, Dilly. And I always will no matter what.

Why do we have to keep tearing each other apart?

We've got to get back to the river.

That's where we're happy.

There's a train to Melbourne tomorrow.

I'm not sure.

I can't leave you.

I've got to work it out by myself, Dilly.

I can do that better if I know you and Gordon are happy.

We could stay with Imogen.

Good.

And you can go on with your painting.

Linton, I'm so sorry.

Sorry, Dilly. So am I.

Right behind you. Yes, I am. Yes, I am. I've nearly got you.

And here I go!

Oh, my goodness, me.

Oh, how was that?

Daydreaming, Dilly.

I brought you this picturesque butt to paint.

You're a hard-task, master, Mr. Raven.

Mm, subtle.

Perhaps too subtle.

The Yara River doesn't have the drama of the Murray.

Oh, the Murray's not the only river in the world worth painting.

Sometimes I think it is.

For me, anyway.

Well, time we were going. I think you've done enough for one day.

Yes, the light is fading.

Come on, young man. You can help me pack the carriage.

Harley, good night, mate.

Hey, hello, Ben!

Ben's joining us for lunch.

Hope you didn't forget to put a gum leaf in the old brew.

Too light, Ben.

Same old Harley, hey, Ben.

There's some tucker.

There. Go to your life.

Well, what have you been up to, then, your old crook?

Oh, trouble was boss.

Mm? Lot of trouble.

Did you ask for a job in the Emily Jane, like I told you?

No luck. They got cook or lady.

That's tough.

So where have you been working?

Last job on Lilway.

Men not allowed to drink, so pick on Chinese cook.

Hey?

Yeah, I heard about that.

Rowa camped down river.

There's a bad on drinking and the men don't like it.

Well, they can't tell them what to do up or they knock off.

They won't have rock in the camp.

It was too far to go into town each night.

Yeah?

What about this, this game, Harley?

10 miles down river.

10 miles, eh?

Forget it, Teddy.

Oh, well.

I'll put you in jail for slug, Roggy.

Only if you get caught, mate.

Well, I mean, if you wanted to, you could take a drayload down near the camp,

put it in a boat and in the backway.

Come on,

it's going to be quite a night, mama.

Two, three, four, five and ten bob.

The partner's now, Ali.

Partners?

Yep.

And as soon as we get the filly back on the river, you can have your old job back.

That's good boss.

I wouldn't tell a young Ben about our business, the boy's a bit of a warrior.

Our business boss.

Well, I just quit my job.

I just thought I'd come and say her route.

Say your mind's made up?

Yep.

I'm going in the army.

You're going to come and join me for a drink at the bridge before I leave?

Uh, what time's it trying?

Six o'clock.

Right, mate. I'll see you at the pub at five.

Bye, Ali. It's good luck.

Good luck, Ben.

We all need it, hey?

You get yourself blame and killed, you know?

No more dangerous than what you've been up to.

Can I hear clearly?

Oh, thank you.

Thank you, artist.

Alistair, how can I thank you?

It's been a splendid evening.

You deserve it, my dear.

You've worked very hard, and I'm sure you'll receive your just rewards at the exhibition.

Don't speak of it. I'm so nervous.

Well, it's been a big day for all of us. You must excuse me.

Don't leave on my car, Dallas, to please.

Don't worry. I'll send them away whoever they are.

You're coming?

A toast to your success, my dear.

Dolly, this gentleman wishes to see you.

Ben!

What are you doing here?

Oh, you're all wet here. Let's take this coat off.

I'm sorry, Alistair, Imogen. This is Ben Mitchell.

A very dear friend of mine, all the way from a chuker.

How you doing?

Oh, come and sit by the fire.

Well, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Alistair, Imogen. This is Ben Mitchell.

A very dear friend of mine.

Why didn't you let me know you were coming? I could have met you.

Would you come by train?

Yes.

You are. This should warm you up.

You must tell me all the news. You'll stay the night, of course.

Dolly, I really should be on my way.

Well, thank you again, Alistair, for a delightful evening.

That was my pleasure, my dear.

Oh, this type of stuff, Imogen will show me art.

Have you seen Brenton?

I only forgot. I've got a letter for you.

But we need to stay well drinking, the bridge I tell before I leave.

Hey.

He'll never change.

Do you know I've ridden to him every week since I've been here and not once as he replied?

He said to give you his love.

He must be doing better if he's sending me money.

What's he working for?

He's working for me.

I'm not going back to him.

Why?

I'm going to South Africa to fight the board.

No.

Then you can't, you're too young.

Younger than me, I've gone.

But it's nearly over.

There's nothing to keep me here, don't you?

Well, listen, stay a few days and we'll talk about it.

But don't make up your mind about it yet, please.

Ohoy, Teddy Edwards.

How goes it, Ali?

Goes nowhere, Mr. Blakely.

Goes nowhere.

You're a car, Ali.

How goes it with you, George?

So you're still getting plenty of cargo, are you?

Well, enough.

Pulled into that railway camp down River yesterday.

They got trouble.

Yeah?

Work has got it in their contracts to be no groggin' to camp.

And some beggars been sly groggin' at for them.

You don't say?

Yeah, I do.

And whoever he is, he better keep a lookout.

The railway's had enough.

Too many blues and not enough work.

So they brought in these blokes with guns.

They reckon they're going to catch this bloke.

Fill his backside with buckshot.

That could sting.

Yeah, I reckon.

So you should come across this bloke.

I'd warn him to mend his ways.

How are you?

Well, I will, George.

I will.

I'll make you this dress.

What was that?

Hit last.

Come on.

Hold it!

Stop!

Oh, shit!

Get out of these shots.

What the blazes you firing at?

So why don't you jump in there, Nick?

He's not coming up.

Looks like the old Murray's got him.

Boss!

Boss!

I thought they got you for sure.

There was a close one, Ali.

I reckon it's time we retired from the sly, grogging business.

That is good, boss.

Tomorrow we start rebuilding the Philadelphia.

I'm going to go to the

Philadelphia.

I'm going to go to the Philadelphia.

I'm going to go to the Philadelphia.

Tomorrow we start rebuilding the Philadelphia.

Curb, you're impatient, Steli, and don't ask any more questions.

It's a surprise.

I hate being surprised.

I like to know what's going to happen in my life.

I'm buying a new painting.

A painting by a superbly talented artist.

I thought that I should hang it there.

What do you think?

Well, it would depend on the painting.

Whether it deserved that.

It was does, Deli.

It belongs here.

Just as you do.

Alistair, naturally, I'm very flattered.

Deli, I'm in love with you.

Please, you mustn't think.

But I'm asked.

All this, my work, it's nothing without you.

You have a wife, Alistair.

So you know.

Yes?

I have a wife.

And she's as indifferent to me as your husband is to you.

That's not true.

Deli, loyalty is a wonderful thing.

And one of the many qualities that I'm marrying you.

But what about your loyalty to yourself?

Your talent.

I love Brinton.

Admit it.

You enjoy being here.

You enjoy the life.

Being with people of the same sensitivity.

And all the way you're denied.

I know that you care something for me.

Stay with me, Deli.

Stay with you really, Melon.

I'm sorry, my dear.

I should have given you more time.

Alistair.

We are still friends, I want to.

Of course.

And that's true.

Let it be.

Come.

I must be late for the exhibition.

No thanks.

Do you find Deli changed?

Yes.

He doesn't belong in that provincial town that's Maddy River.

Maybe not.

Yes, such as I have a ride.

What is here?

Philadelphia.

Deli, where is the girl? Where is the arts?

Robert Brooks.

We told you it's the Robert Brooks.

There's a sheriff, where's the sheriff?

Oh, thank you, Ben.

Isn't it wonderful?

Every single one of my paintings has a soul ticket on it.

Are all these people ours?

Some of them.

But most of them are connected with the art world.

You would have heard that Robert Brooks?

He's an actor.

He's appearing at the theater wall and he came straight here from his performance.

It's lucky if you got to stop acting, Deli.

Deli, a moment of your time?

Excuse me, Ben.

I've been watching and you haven't eaten those things all night.

I've been too excited.

A few of us are going to take a quiet supper at the reunion.

Oh, I'd love to come.

But I can't leave Gordon.

Oh, it's all right. I've spoken with Enusion.

If you look after him.

Oh, I have to admit, I am hungry.

Deli, why don't this noise keep Gordon away?

Oh, no. He'll sleep through anything.

We're about to partake of some supper.

We went to a join us?

Yes, do.

No, thanks. I'm feeling a bit tired.

I think I'll go to bed.

All right.

Good night, then. We won't be late.

Deli, thank you.

I'm ready to go.

Darr!

I'll be up there.

Oh.

Oh, my God. What a mess.

Good morning, Gordon, Deli.

Hi, Lola.

Coffee hot, Ben.

Yes.

Thank you for getting Gordon's breakfast.

I had no idea what time it was.

The image is still fast asleep.

She was drunk.

Ladies don't get drunk, Ben.

They get a little gay.

She was drunk. They were all drunk.

I get the distinct impression you didn't like my friends, Ben.

You can go and play now, Gordon.

You've changed, Deli.

No, I haven't.

Yes, you have.

You've become those people last night.

Oh, laughing and talking about nothing.

I feel sorry for them, and I feel sorry for you.

Well, I'm sorry too, Ben.

I'm sorry you feel this way.

When are you going back to a chucca?

I don't know. I hadn't really...

It was all your paintings, aren't you?

Not all of them, no.

That's just an excuse.

You'll never go back.

Ben, I'm starting to get rather angry.

Deli, I don't want to hurt you.

I just want to open your eyes to what's happening to you.

You're becoming like them.

Like that Rayburn, all these money in his ears.

You don't want him?

You love Brenton, and the Murray in the Philadelphia.

That's why you want to money in the first place,

so you could be with him back on the river.

And that's exactly what I plan to do.

Who in?

Soon.

Where are you going?

I'm going to South Africa.

Hello, Alice.

A beautiful spring day, Imogen. Don't you think?

Just right for a picnic.

Shall we take tea in the park?

No, I think Gordon would prefer a picnic.

They're gone, Alice.

Back to a chukash, left please.

Tae, why?

She's not coming back.

I got that distinct impression too.

She's going back to you.

She never really left in the monster.

Brenton!

Deli!

You're back!

Yes!

Hey, watch this!

Wow!

He's still alive, girl.

You just hang on to that.

Give him some time, Mrs Edwards.

That was a nasty knock he received.

It's been four hours.

Oh, that's not unusual.

You must be patient.

Talked him.

It can't hurt, and well, it might even help.

Brenton?

It's me, Deli.

I've come home.

Gordon's out at Bessie's.

You won't recognise him.

He's grown so much.

I had to buy him big shoes last week.

You can't wait to see him.

Brenton, I love you so much.

Don't leave me.

I don't need blood.

Mr Edwards has regained consciousness.

That's great news.

How is he, Deli?

Oh, he's sitting up in bed.

I'm going to cheek him with the nurses.

What did I tell you, Mabel?

He's a taffen.

I'm so glad.

Now, can we take you somewhere out?

A couple of demons.

Thank you, Mabel.

I think I'll stay well.

Well, we better be getting back to the boat.

Still a lot of unloading to be done.

Thank you for your help, George.

Anytime, little Lassie.

Missy, you come back like time.

No go away again.

I won't tell you.

I promise.

The doctor thinks Brenton might not walk again.

Oh.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

Oh.

Dilly.

George, as a buggy driver, you make a fine rhythm.

Dilly, would you listen to the winching of the man?

Well, there aren't many potholes in the road from a chirka, but George, head them all.

We've got all of them.

Welcome home, darling.

Hello, Dilly.

Where's the little bloke?

I thought he should stay with Bessie.

Just until you settled in.

Well, come on, you blokes.

Only be sitting here like a stun mullet.

How's your back, Charles?

Still aching from when we put him in there.

Oh, let's leave him there to out the tape.

George.

Better not.

Ah, women might get cranky.

Dilly, watch this.