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―They probably found out who broke their still.
―Didn't never have gone on that cave!
―We stopped them making them raw!
―Doesn't that matter more than they're both?
―A new bad things have happened?
―But this is do me not the tarpooh!
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Hainel's claim would have overturned his apparently.
Fennel was an aristocrat.
He told me so before the...
Well, before the accident.
You think it was an accident, then?
Of course it was an accident. What else?
Black, magic.
George Samuel's broke to the top of when he saw that land.
They found him on the road with a broken neck.
Just coincidence, you think.
The bugger probably hit a rut in the road.
Gilphillin says there was no rut or obstacle of any kind.
Have you been talking to Guy in Anna again?
Such as? Aren't you the slightest bit concerned?
Elizabeth.
Oh, I know you couldn't care less.
Just as long as you have the grandest buff house in the world,
to go with the grandest hotel.
Elizabeth!
Let her continue.
Can't you see what's happening, such as?
The tarp has been broken and now a man's dead.
Even the land seems to be responding.
And you celebrate your title as if nothing had happened.
Even the land seems to be responding.
What is your wife talking about, Greg, right?
Elizabeth, have I thought out here the day when you believed in superstition?
Hardly superstition.
Mrs. Gregory is referring to a critical increase in thermal activity.
Which has occurred since you broke the tarp.
Yeah, Elizabeth.
Let her believe what she wants to James. It makes no difference to me.
If you'll excuse me.
What do you think, Emily?
I think it's terribly exciting.
I think I could have married a draper.
It may not all be lost.
You said that he reserved his decision.
Someone made a better claim.
If they don't, it's their child's.
Oh, why?
Why, we know.
Occupation.
What?
Occupation.
The strongest claim under the act.
What are you talking about, Carden?
I've studied the action, you know.
Any land occupied permanently belongs of right to the occupier.
Oh, very helpful.
Very helpful, Sergeant.
And who's in occupation?
No one.
Yet.
You mean?
The strongest claim under the act.
Help yourself to another drink.
Thanks very much, Mrs. Dwyer.
Occupation.
Isn't that interesting, Patrick?
One, two, one, two.
Hey, look at that.
Where?
On the tap, then.
I wonder what they're doing.
Now, you've plenty of clothes, plenty of food,
and plenty of tea for the billy.
And if the child tries to move you off, tell him he's no right.
We can't stay up here day and night.
I needed at the shop.
Don't worry about that. We'll manage.
Yeah, we'll manage fine.
You'll fill in, doesn't know what he's talking about.
He's a police man, if he's...
I don't know, I still don't think he's right.
We can manage at the shop.
Just sit down and don't butch for anyone.
Good one.
I don't see what happens.
Just sitting there.
He used to chance.
He's booked some sort of shelter.
Looks like he's paying to stay for a while.
I thought he'd do something stupid.
Did you ask him why he was there?
No, he moves with us and he never goes near the land.
He's afraid of disappearing in the puff of smoke.
Superstition all around me.
I'm the children.
You're not afraid as well?
I don't know.
I didn't use to worry.
Something happened to change your mind.
It was bad as Sarah J.
Now I won't have you putting ideas into a head.
But I haven't.
I've only just convinced that what happened to Samuel's was an accident.
Nothing more, nothing less.
I used to chance.
I'd have credited you with more sense, boy, than to believe in Maori magic.
Go and get your fill in.
Somebody's on my land and I want him shifted.
Yes, Sir Charles.
Sir Charles.
Sir Charles, this is derived in the post.
Get your plans.
Brushed word is not wasting any time.
Neither am I, my girl.
Neither am I.
You wanted to see me, Sir Charles.
Yes, Kylfillin, I did.
Take a look at these.
What do you think?
Oh, I mean, press it.
I just impress it.
Imagine if, man, at the head of the lake,
if you will be magnificent.
Yes.
Of course, it's over. The sketch plans are finished.
I'll be having it to the very next week.
Well, things are progressing nicely.
Good.
Except for one thing.
Ah?
Do I?
Do I?
He's up there, squatting on the land.
I want you to move him off.
Well, it may not be that easy, Sir Charles.
Private property is trespassing.
Well, according to what Trier told me,
and, of course, he could be lying.
According to Dwyer, he said that your title is only provisional.
Sir?
The subject to the lodgement of a better claim.
So what if it is?
Well, until it is finalised, I can't leave him off.
The damnful thing, she can claim it by occupation.
Oh, is that what it is?
It's years before that 12th element, not a matter of days.
If you ask me, he's been talking to some idiot bush lawyer.
When he finds out the truth, he won't be amused.
Ah, no, something is wrong.
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...at which I wouldn't minimise.
What are you suggesting?
Not suggesting anything.
...but this area has been mentioned more than once.
What can you tell us about Patrick Dwyer?
What do you want to know?
We believe he could be involved.
And he'll look.
Dwyer's a bit of a strange one, I'll admit.
But he hasn't got enough brains to be a criminal.
And what's more, I've known him for a long time.
That doesn't seem much of a reason to rule him out.
You're suggesting I don't know my job?
We'd like to see him, just the same.
Jortine your wasting!
What have they asked you?
You know nothing!
You've seen nothing, heard nothing, done nothing!
Just act dumb.
Yes, Mr. Dwyer.
He shouldn't be difficult.
And he'd lead the talkie to me and Patrick.
In fact, just lead the talkie to me.
Yes, they cook.
That's very good. Keep it up.
I don't just sit there fetch the doctor!
Go on!
Sergeant! Sergeant!
It's me who's been...
Is it a heart attack?
It's Patrick! Is it a heart attack?
No, well, it wasn't a heart attack anyway.
Then for pretty sake, Doctor, what?
I'm sorry, Mrs. Dwyer, I'm afraid I don't know.
What do you mean you don't know?
Well, he looks perfectly healthy to me.
Look at him, he's dead to the world!
Oh, merciful, what?
Perhaps he's been working too hard.
Have you tried jabbing him with a pin?
What are you suggesting?
Just that it's a little convenient that he collapses the very moment we want to talk to him.
It's very simple, yes, I assure you.
No, I'm not allowed it. It's in human.
It won't do any harm, I assure you.
At least it'll clear the air.
Of course, now he knows what's happening.
There now, your status is fine.
Perhaps a little harder?
No, I won't allow it.
You've had your test. Now go.
And if that's all the respect you show for the ill and the dying, you shouldn't be allowed to practice.
Don't tell me you haven't heard anything.
Is this lady dumb?
In a manner of speaking.
I'll speak with you later.
How's the patient?
Difficult to say.
Do you think he's acting?
There's a pretty good chance.
He really jabbed it with a needle.
If you were facing a jail sentence, would you let a pin-fric bother you?
Well, it could be something else.
Like what?
Well, Dwyer spent most of the morning on the land at the head of the lake.
So?
Well, it's supposed to be tarp over.
You don't think he's fallen into some kind of curse, do you?
No, I don't believe in that myself.
But for the last hour or so he's been involved in a battle of wits with the old toehunger up there.
And you think he's put a spell on him?
Spaces of things have happened.
Oh, you mean they can undetected still?
We'd better keep an eye on him.
We'll take eight hour watchers around the clock.
You mean you will ease your suspect?
We'd appreciate your help, Gilles Thullen.
We've got other inquiries to make.
And I've got other duties.
I hope we're not getting the impression that you're more interested in helping Dwyer than you are in helping us.
What do you mean?
Oh, it's just that so far there's not a lot we can put in our report that speaks very well of the local sergeant.
We'd like you to take the night shift.
A lot of song and dance about nothing.
Good. A grateful fear help.
You can relieve agent divis a deed.
You look silly of us the wrong man.
We'll take that chance.
It's to me Dwyer, he's collapsed.
What do you mean?
Well, some excise agents came to question him and he just fell down.
First they thought he was kidding.
But they jabbed him with some needles and he still wouldn't like.
Then perhaps he really is sick.
I wonder why.
You're not thinking what I'm thinking.
The tough-ooth.
Well, he could go on to the land.
And we went into the cave.
Kitty, wait, there's nothing to be afraid of.
Is there?
I don't know.
Grandfather had a talk with me last night.
He got really angry when I mentioned the tarpawn what it happened to Mr Sammills.
He said if I kept having silly ideas like that he wouldn't let me play with Emma and Kiri.
He said we were civilised and civilised people didn't believe in such things.
Yeah, that's what father would say.
Tom, have you ever broken a tarpawn before?
I don't know.
I don't think so.
What do you think will happen?
We smashed the stool. It's got a count for something.
I hope you're right.
I think it's time we told someone what we did.
You what?
We went into the alberio cave.
We saw Domingan sit going there and a boat.
Domingan?
Mr Dwyer.
Well, we found a stool and smashed it.
Oh, yeah.
Of course you did.
And you've told Nguyen about this until now?
No.
And why was that?
The caves tarpawn.
Marries will be in an uproar.
Is that all you can see?
It was not the first pegalides they've sold me.
It's the truth, Sergeant, honest.
Do you know that they tried to frame Dwyer with a sword?
They framed Dwyer with a sack of barley that they planted.
We saw him with that load of barley and kept him bloom as well.
But you wouldn't believe us.
You bet I wouldn't.
Why don't you believe these children, Sergeant?
Because of a lack of material evidence.
Oh, you stupid man. Why would we make it up?
Well, there's one easy way to settle it.
We'll take a look at this cave.
That's if you've no objection.
You must don't pin your hopes too high.
It's difficult to approve of what you did.
You should not have gone to that cave.
But under the circumstances, it would be ungenerous not to admit that we all feel very proud.
Now, I've had a note from the excise, men.
And they tell me that you can expect and provide you what you told them.
It leads to a prosecution.
You can expect a reward.
Now, whether or not that'll be the full 25 pounds they were not prepared to say.
Hey, why not the full reward, Tom?
Is there any more news about Mr. Dwyer?
I'd have thought that was obvious.
You think it was shabby?
Rather that, with the man fainted.
You know, I had a bottle of ones you steal my whiskey and when I accused him, the fellow struck Tom.
I wouldn't be at all surprised if he and Dwyer weren't related.
Still, makes a change from all this tarpaweur, Abbey, isn't it?
Give the man credit for that.
If the judge is keen on theatre, he'll probably get a remission.
Tom, go for a run.
You're still out there.
Put it out if you're coming side.
To be safe for you to stretch your legs, I think.
Are you listening, Patrick?
You stay like that. You'll get a cramp in your neck.
Don't tell me he's fallen asleep.
Listen to me, Patrick.
Wake up and stretch your legs.
All right, Patrick. You've had your little joke. It's been very convincing.
Patrick, wake up.
You're so far, mother.
Hey, Finn.
Get off my line!
You're feeling...
Fish the doctor.
What?
We're just done then.
We don't panic, mate.
Now, whatever you do, don't panic.
You're doing this just to vaccinate me.
Patrick, you're cured.
Oh, Patrick, what's the matter?
Patrick, what are you doing?
Patrick, what are you going?
Patrick, what's...
Oh, Patrick!
Oh, Patrick, wait!
Patrick, what are you going...
Patrick, Sydney!
Sydney!
Oh, Patrick, Patrick, bring him back!
I think Tom and the others will be all right.
They did right to break the stove.
Yes, but do me a break the type we two. And look what happened to him.
The spirits are not blind, Emma. They can see the difference.
And we're always at the buried village.
You said you didn't want to go. Perhaps you didn't have a choice.
Don't worry. I'll read you Tom at his letter.
He's arrived in South Africa.
Mr. Dwight!
You gave me a fright!
Mr. Dwight!
Mr. Dwight!
You'll be all right.
Mr. Dwight!
Emma, you seem to be doing me.
Yes. Which way do you go?
That way.
Mr. Dwight!
Mr. Dwight!
You villain!
They played you for a fool, Gildfilland. You shouldn't have left your post.
They can't have got very far.
He looks so strange like in a trance.
Another piece of play acting no doubt.
Mr. Dwight!
Mr. Dwight!
Mr. Dwight!
Do you know me?
Yes.
You boys should be in bed.
Let's go to the division.
Dwight!
Dwight!
David!
Look!
Christopher?
Your boys better get back home.
Dad!
Home.
The sight of Dremes Head, in his last few steps to oblivion, was enough to chill the blood.
Our confesse, we even felt sorry for him as we took the shortcut home behind the booktree.
But if we thought our night of horror was over, well, we had another thing coming.
What's he doing?
I don't know. Bearing something.
It's a mighty big hole.
Wonder what he's up to.
It's a grave!
I'm not a man.
I'm not a man.
I'm not a man.
I'm not a man.
I'm not a man.
I'm not a man.
I'm not a man.
I'm not a man.
I'm not a man.
It's his death.
It's yours.
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