Wild Boys (2011) s01e11 Episode Script
Episode 11
Raid! It's a raid! - Dan, what do we do?! - Go, go, go! Run, run, run! Dan! Stop! Ohh, I reckon my head's about to split.
It might have something to do with the floggin' we took.
- You still going on about that? - "Ooh, relax, Conrad, relax.
" They're gonna hang us in those gallows, Danny.
It's not gonna come to that, mate.
It will if they figure out who we are.
Oh, don't you worry your pretty little head.
You just leave it to me, alright? Leave it to you? That's worked well for us so far, hasn't it? Well, you're not shoeing horses anymore.
No, no, no.
Now I'm in jail, so things are definitely looking up.
What are you doing? Where is he? - Where is he?! - Leave him alone! Oi! Stay out of it, boy! - I said, let him go! - Ease off.
- I'll crack your skull! - Ease off.
It's alright.
It's all good.
It's all good.
- He's OK.
- Step back.
One flogging's not enough for you, mate? I had it under control.
That's a bloke that you don't want to scuffle with, mate.
- Who is that? - Who's that? That's Mad Dog Morgan, that's who that is.
Wherever he goes, death's never far behind him.
Yeah.
Come on.
Shh! What? Look, look, look.
Fuller.
Dog.
Mmm.
- Jack, Jack, Jack.
- Look here.
That's Cec Wiley.
What's Frank Butler's hard man doing with the Superintendent? What do you reckon, Jack? I reckon this land is worth something to somebody, Cap.
Gold? You've gotta bail Dan and Conrad first.
Bail 'em? Where from? I've come to tell you Shh! What are you talking about? Traps did a sweep last night.
Got 'em both - Goulburn Gaol.
Useless! - You already did that bit.
- Don't miss much, do you? Nup.
Well, you've got to work the polish into the leather.
That takes time.
You have a go.
Free trip to Goulburn.
Didn't have to do that.
I know.
What have you got for me, Scanlon? A fair day's work for a fair day's pay.
And a sense of humour this morning.
You must have got lucky.
Any pillow talk to pass on? - That's none of your business.
- I'll decide what's my business.
You'll tell me what I want to know, or I'll have your ticket of leave revoked.
If you don't like it, you can hand yourself in at the gaol when you deliver our friend over there.
Think about that on the way to Goulburn.
- He doesn't look that mad to me.
- Just trust me.
- I'm trusting you again, am I? - If you know what's good for you.
- You got something of mine.
- Hey! - I'll tell you later.
- Get your hands off me! Lying dog! Don't give it to him! I'll share it all with you.
- All of what? - The gold.
Hold out on me, would ya? Ah! Oh! That'll teach you to open your big gob.
You! Break up that fight! Oi! Fighting in the yard! Young fella, come with me.
Looks like the break's on, boys! Follow Mad Dog! - Dan! - Don't be a fool.
- Dan, come on! - That's it, lad.
Come on! Keep your head down! - Don't be a fool! - Don't leave me, please.
No, mate.
No.
You're right, mate.
Run! Run! - Don't let him get it! - What? - Don't let him get the gold.
- Thethe gold? No.
I'm listening.
I'm listening.
Tell me, mate.
- Promise you will.
- He's alright.
- Devil's Gully.
- Devil's Gully.
- There's a map in your mate's pocket.
- There's a map? Hey! No, no! No, no! People here now! Just walk away! Hey, hey, hey.
I didn't do that! I didn't do that! I didn't.
I didn't do that! Tell that to a magistrate.
Get up, big boy! Come on! Come back here! Oh! Come here.
What's his crime? Aiding an escape, affray, assault .
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murder.
I can't say I didn't see this day coming.
Mick, Mick, I didn't kill anyone.
You gotta believe me, mate.
Either way, there's nothing much I can do for you now.
Alright, then.
You can say goodbye to the gold out there if I'm gonna be locked up in here.
What gold? You see that bloke over there? Have a look.
Mate, that's Ezra Walton.
Sydney-gold-deposit-raid Ezra Walton? And dead men tell no tales.
- What now? - We get 'em out.
Yeah, I figured that much, Cap.
How? Dynamite through the back wall.
At night.
Hello.
- Daniel, me boy! - Scanlon.
Should've known.
Let's go, Jack.
So what did you say to him to make him let me out? You're a double-dealin' scum, a man of no character .
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wanted for crimes too numerous to mention.
The whole town'd show up for your hangin'.
And they bought that? Yep.
It didn't take too much convincin'.
Well, I'm actually a much-loved figure in Hopetoun.
- Where's the gold? - I dunno.
But there's a map.
I-I just don't have it on me, I swear.
- Who does? - Conrad.
He took it with him when he broke out of gaol withMad Dog Morgan.
You let the kid out there with Mad Dog Morgan? - Well - I should have let you rot.
No, no, it's alright - they're heading for Devil's Gully.
Hey? Hey Hey! What are you doing? What are you doing? Mick! Mick! Hey, what are you doing? You can't just leave me herepartner.
I'll be right back.
You just sit tightpartner.
Come on.
Nah.
What's the hurry? Oh, Jack.
Come on.
Come on! Giddy up! Come on.
Hey, Daniel! You keep wrestling with those ropes, you're gonna give yourself a hernia, boy! Can you just get me out of this? Hey, Danwhere's Conrad? So how'd you get the name 'Mad Dog'? Hey, I crack safes.
They call me 'the Breaker'? No.
I steal horses.
They call me a horse thief? No! I bite one ear off one bloke Fancy a drink? Oh.
A sly grog? - You think that's a good idea? - Why not? We're escaped convicts.
We're free men with the wind at our backs and the law at our heels.
We oughtta celebrate.
Are you an idiot? Why'd you let the boy take off with him? I didn't let him, Cap.
First thing I know, he's just running for the gate.
He actually left me.
You know why they call him 'Mad Dog'? He's the sort of man - rides into town, kills the women, has his way with the livestock.
OK, Cap.
That's not getting us anywhere.
Boys, we've gotta move.
Scanlon's already got a head start on us.
I suppose that's my fault too, is it? Oh, Dan.
We gotta get the boy, Jack.
No, you know what we gotta go after - that gold.
We're going after both.
Well, that's just gonna be a waste of time, Jack, because Conrad and his new mate, they could be anywhere by now.
Devil's Gully.
One road in, one road out.
Should find 'em.
Shh! Shh! Shh! Traps.
That's the first of them.
And it won't be the last, Jack.
Let's go.
Another round, barman.
Sorry, sir.
Coins first.
Got any beans? No.
No, I'm skint.
Oh.
Right.
Who wants to buy a belt? Come on! Finest hide at a reasonable price.
You, sir.
You look like you could do with some reinforcing.
No, thanks.
It's Mad Dog Morgan.
Ahyes, I probably could, er, Mr Morgan.
Whatever you think's a reasonable price will do nicely.
Just what's fair.
Nothing more, nothing less.
Now, that's very generous of you, sir.
Drinks for everybody! Hey! Come on.
Hey! Good man.
You're a great salesman.
Well, I couldn't see you go without, could I? Not now that we're mates.
You wouldn't see me go without, would you? No No! Of course you wouldn't.
Well, let's see what they're all so hot for.
Hey.
So what's that say? - 'Devil's Gully'.
- Devil's Gully? I know where that is.
A good half-day's ride.
A bit of hard yakka and we will be flash, young Conrad.
Well, maybe we could do with some help.
- I've got some mates - Mates? Whoa, whoa, whoa.
We got all the mates we need right here.
Warms the heart, that does.
But I'll be taking that map.
Map? What map? I didn't knock old Ezra to come away empty-handed.
Now give it over.
Give it over! Arggh! Arggh! Arggh! Arggh! Arggh! Arggh! Arggh! Arggh! Go, get! Go on! Get out! And you don't come back, you hear! You're a fast learner, son! Fast learner and a good mate.
I don't reckon there's nothing we can't do together.
What do you say? - I say let's get rich.
- That's what I say.
Come on! Yeah, morning, sunshine.
What are you doing? Got us some breakfast.
Here.
Get this into you.
- Eugh, what is that? No.
No.
- Come on.
I'm right.
Thank you.
Don't know what you're missing.
Oh.
I was thinking we should swing back through Hopetoun.
Pick up some supplies and a couple of guns.
I've got those friends I was talking about Friends? We don't need any more friends.
I already told you that.
I'm only talking about a few blokes to back us up.
Friends Alright, let me tell you about friends.
Friends - they promise you everything, deliver nothing.
Friends - they desert you.
They stab you in the back.
So where are these friends of yours now? I don't know.
That's right.
But I'm here, aren't I? And I'll make you a solemn oath.
What's that? I'll never stab you in the back.
When the time comes, I'll look you right in the eye.
That's friendship.
You should see the look on your face.
You sure you won't eat something? - No.
- Go on! - Drop it! The gun.
Drop the gun.
Aren't you taking us back into Goulburn? Who said I was taking you back in? You robbing us? Blow me down with a feather.
A dirty trap.
If you know what's good for you, you'll clear out.
If I even sniff you behind me You still owe me breakfast! - Morning.
- Morning, Mr Fife.
- He still hasn't arrived.
- I'm sorry? Mr Harris.
There's no telegraph from Sydney.
No word from the road.
He's probably just taking his time along the way.
He knew about the killings.
He went to get proof and now he's missing.
And now is not the time for rumour and innuendo.
- It's not innuendo.
- Whatever it is, it's beneath you.
I'm sure Mr Harris is fine.
Good morning, Mrs Barrett.
Are you making a deposit or taking out a loan? How is this any of your concern? I have the utmost concern for every member of my community, and I hear you've taken an interest in old George Jenkins' farm.
Oh, you hear, do you? Well, after all, I am commissioner of Crown lands.
Good morning, Mr Fife.
No, no, no.
It's not a good idea! - Oh, hold still! Get your hand away! - I am still.
You're still drunk! I'm not.
I'll get it.
Hold still.
Don't move! Hold it! Pull it! Break, you stupid piece of You boys look like you could use a hand.
Who are you? Filthy, thieving, two-bit, lying, no-good Oh, I'm sort of getting the feeling, Daniel, that you don't like the man.
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pig-bellied arse.
Yeah.
Scanlon's only in on this because you opened your big mouth.
I did what I had to do to save my neck.
At least I didn't run out on my mate.
Yeah? I'm not sure that I did either.
Must be nice having friends.
Listen - the longer you two stand there arguing, the further away Scanlon's getting, alright? You've still got half a map, right? Means we're halfway there.
Oh, well, who's gonna go? Because there's five of us and three horses.
See you in the gully, boys! Two horses.
Hey, where do you think you're going? I started this.
I'm gonna finish it.
Ya! Ya! Oh, go on.
Get after him, Jack.
Hey.
Hey! What do you think you're doing? Ya! Looks like I'm walking.
Dammit.
Come on! Ya! - What is it? - You smell that? What? It's gold.
We're close.
Might give the horses a rest, eh? Hey, Conrad.
Why don't you go get some water, mate? - We'll check the map.
- Hey! You and pretty boy get the water.
We'll check the map.
He's not your friend.
You know that, right? All I know is, he doesn't treat me like a kid.
Conrad! It's a fair way out of town.
It's not that far.
And there's a creek, and lots of grass.
Well, good.
Why is that good again? Well, why be extorted by stock owners when you can do it all? Run a few hundred head of cattle, some sheep - perfect for a butcher shop.
So, now you know.
It's still none of your concern.
I'm just here to offer you some friendly advice.
Well, when I want your advice, I'll ask for it.
I was chatting to Mr Davies at the bank.
He tells me that you're overextended.
Excuse me? Oh, please.
Don't be embarrassed.
I admire your spirit.
But first rule of sound business is that your reach shouldn't exceed your grasp.
An undertaking like this requires some experience.
Well, everybody has to start somewhere.
It would be a pity if your start were to cost you everything.
Thank you for your advice, Mr Fife, but I'll worry about that.
I don't mean to burden you, but I do think that George's passing should be marked with a proper obituary.
I know and I'm sorry, but with Mr Harris not here, I can't go to print.
He wasn't a saint but he didn't deserve that, and the people of this town should know that if it can happen to George, it can happen to them.
The police might stand idly by, but not everything in this town is rotten.
Whoa! Hey, hey! Whoa, whoa, whoa! Whoa.
Hang on.
Hang on.
Hang on.
Easy, fella.
Emilia, what is it? I think It is! It's Mr Harris's horse.
You ever wonder why they're always laughing? Umno.
No, I don't.
It's like they know something.
This is the way it's supposed to be, you know.
Out here - God's own country.
On the hunt.
Two good mates.
- Yeah.
- You've gone far enough.
Your guns.
Slowly.
Now, the other half of that map.
Can I ask you a question? How do you get that horse to stay so quiet? I knew you couldn't stay straight, Mick.
Bully for you.
I'm getting the other half of that map.
Well, in case you haven't noticed, I don't think you're in any position to negotiate.
Who's negotiating? I get that map or the boy dies.
And you'll die in your saddle.
Maybe.
But so will the boy.
You willing to risk that, Jack? Come on.
Stay here all day, we're sitting ducks.
I could live with that.
You're a dog, eh? No offence.
Give me the other half of the map and I'll be on my way.
Tell you what, Mick.
Why don't you come down here and get it.
What are you doing, Jack? You'll always be a crook like the rest of us, won't you, Mick? I'm nothing like you.
No.
You're right there.
Because we don't hide behind a uniform.
- There is another difference.
- Yeah? What's that? You'll all end up on the end of a rope.
I'll end up with Mary.
Mary wouldn't give you the time of day.
She gave me all the time I wanted last night.
And this morning.
Jack.
Righto, boys! I'm all for a bit of madness - it's good for the soul.
But we haven't got the time.
So, who am I gonna shoot first? Hey! Didn't think you'd be seeing me again, did you? Oh! The map.
Give it up.
Not worth getting shot for.
Go on.
Chance your arm, boyo! Go on! Come on.
I'll find you.
You better hope you don't.
Right.
Pick it up.
Come on.
Mount up.
Go.
Get it and go.
You two, kneel down.
Kneel! Get down! Kneel! - Wait.
What are you doing? - In for a penny, in for a pound.
No.
No, we've got the map.
Leave them.
It's more trouble than it's worth.
Oh, no.
No trouble.
No trouble at all.
Mad Dog Mad Dog, look at me.
Don't shoot them.
Righto then, boyo.
For you, I won't.
'Cause we're friends.
Get going.
Come on! Move! Let's go.
I told you not to come back.
But I guess you don't hear too good now, eh? Good luck to you, lads! Come on.
Get going! Go! Come on, boy! Come on.
Faster! I tried to ask what he was up to but he wouldn't say anything.
Excuse me.
Excuse me, what's going on? What do you think you're doing? Sorry.
I've got my orders.
I heard she was passing off wombat as pork.
What is it? - One piece of bad meat - Yep.
Notice of closure on health grounds .
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from the commissioner of Crown lands.
He's not going to last out there with that animal.
We're not far.
We can get down there on foot.
Police! You men, hold fast.
State your business.
- These men are in my custody.
- Sergeant.
I didn't see you there.
I managed to detain them, but Mad Dog Morgan escaped with the horses.
He went that way.
Leave me some manacles and get after him.
What is it? Well, we have strict orders to take custody of anyone captured.
Then you can tell Superintendent Fuller you let Mad Dog Morgan slip through our fingers.
I'll stay here with these men and you can come back for us.
Go! We're wasting time! Ya! Ya! Giddy up! We should go.
I don't think 'we' should go anywhere.
There's gonna be more of them.
You need me.
- Fife! - Oh, no! You can't go in there! You can't do this! I see I've got your attention.
I'll write to the governor.
You could do that, or you could go into business with me.
As it stands, I don't have a business.
Your shop will be open at the end of the day - revarnished.
I only want to see you do well.
You've got a strange way of showing it.
Hopetoun stands or falls on the shoulders of a few.
You're one of those few.
I just want to steer you in the right direction.
Do you? There's another parcel of land at Stony Creek far more appropriate to your purposes.
For a modest share, I could help you with the purchase price.
It means you wouldn't have to borrow so much.
Thank you.
I can buy my own land.
And I can choose it too.
You're an impressive woman.
I'm a lot of things, Mr Fife, but a fool isn't one of them.
Captain.
Miss Emilia.
Why are you walking? Um More importantly, what are you doing out here on this track alone? It's Mr Harris, the editor of 'The Gazette'.
Yeah? I think something terrible has happened to him.
What - you're out here alone, looking for him? I think I better give you a hand, eh, if that's alright.
That'd be very kind of you.
Good.
Oh.
Look at this.
Look at this.
It's gotta be it.
Let's get rich! Yeah! Hey! Hey, maybe it's in the trunk.
Here.
Dig, dig, dig.
It'll be in there.
Gotta be.
Come on! It's too hard.
We need something to dig with.
I'll find something.
You dig.
Dig hard! Yeah.
Hey! Hey.
Looking for something to dig with.
Told you I'd find something.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
- Alright.
- Well, come on.
Go! Whoa.
- What's all that? - I don't know, miss.
Listen, I think Emilia, I think we should Come here, come here.
Emilia, good afternoon.
What are you doing here? - What have you found? - Nothing you need to worry about.
- Mr Harris is missing - Please just stand back.
- You don't want to see it.
- Is it him? Answer me.
Is it Mr Harris? Emilia! - Get out of my way! Get off! - Please! People are dying and you are doing nothing about it.
Why? I s'pose you're in on it too, are you, Mick? In on what? The land-grab for the gold.
Don't know what you're talking about.
I know about it, alright? Fuller working with the Butler gang.
Cec Wiley.
All of it.
- Glad one of us does.
- Come on! Don't even try and tell me you're not in bed with those dogs.
I'm not in bed with anyone, Jack.
That's not entirely true.
Told you I'd look you in the eye when the time come.
Yeah.
You did.
Good lad! Got one over on the old Mad Dog, eh? Let's see how you go now.
Can't hide forever, boy! Don't like the look of this.
Can't have gone far.
We're all gonna die - one day.
Just that today's your day.
Conrad! So proud of you, Conrad! I almost wish I didn't have to kill ya! You're special.
Very special.
I'll be taking that.
Should have stayed where I left you, kid.
So you did find him.
You're a man of your word.
- And so am I.
- We don't owe him any favours, Jack.
What are you doing, Mad Dog? - Jack, old son.
You're just in time.
- Don't kill him for me.
This pox-ridden trap muscled in on your girl.
Yeah, well - that's my battle, isn't it? You're a goner for her, aren't you? You'd take me on for this prize snake? I don't want to.
Trust me, I don't.
But I will.
And if he misses, I won't.
Not bad.
Not too bad.
Mr Harris was an important member of this community.
That he should be murdered - that my daughter should see it It was unfortunate.
You were brought in to clean up this element.
Yes, but there was an escape from Goulburn Gaol yesterday.
No.
He had been dead for days.
Your men said.
- Well, II can't comment on that.
- What can you comment on? They killed him.
They shot him down like some animal.
I'm sorry, 'they'? Who are you talking about? If you have names, tell me.
I'll write them down.
Start with the Butlers.
Mr Harris knew they were involved with the killings on Old East Road.
- They probably killed him for it.
- The Butlers.
Superintendent, this is exactly the sort of element I'm talking about.
It's the first I'm hearing of it.
- But I will look into it.
- Make sure you do.
I want answers, and soon.
This has got to stop.
- I am not going to let this go.
- I will ask you for the last time.
Please, Emilia, stay out of it.
I don't want anything to happen to you.
- You're cutting me in? - Yeah, well - you earned it.
Once we divvy up, you can take your share and go.
If that's what you want to do.
You are the best mate I've ever had.
Let me hug you.
You tried to shoot me.
But I didn't, did I? And that says a lot.
No luck for you today.
Did alright the other night, though, eh? I reckon you might want to leave that one alone, Mad Dog.
I can't believe you didn't let me plug this dung heap.
Or maybe you didn't want to explain yourself to your woman, eh, Jack? - Why start now? - What did you say? Let it go, Jack.
Let it go, mate.
And they call me 'Mad Dog'! What about this bloke? Easy to ride into town when you're feeling a bit lonely.
- It's harder to stick around.
- He's laughing at you, Jack.
- You dunno what you're talking about.
- He's laughing at you.
I know I'm not afraid to be there when the sun comes up.
You're lying, thieving scum, Jack.
What's a man without honour? Mad Dog! Conrad! Oi! Conrad! - Get off me! I'm gonna kill him.
- Just leave it, leave it, leave it! He's getting away.
He'd be ready for you.
He's mad.
He's not stupid.
Alright? Don't worry about it, mate.
We'll catch up with him another day, and when we do, we'll have each other's backs, alright? - Alright? - Alright.
- There was a fortune in that bag.
- Yeah.
I reckon you need to start choosing your mates a bit more carefully.
Yeah.
I've been thinking that for a while.
Come on, mate.
You let me rot for three years in gaol! Ooph! You went to gaol 'cause you're second-rate, Mick.
That's why you'll always be Mary's second choice.
You keep telling yourself that, Jack.
Youse had enough? Mad Dog's done a bolt.
The gold? It's gone.
What now, Jack? You ask her yourself, Jack.
- Guess we all make mistakes.
- What have you done now? You were lonely, you gave into it.
I understand.
We could put it behind us.
We start a new life.
Somewhere no-one knows us.
Something real.
I have a life here.
We'll make a better one.
Something real - together.
Don't do that.
Don't make promises you're not going to keep.
I can keep it.
I can.
I'll get real work.
I'll farm.
But you have to choose.
Then I choose him.
Well, just tell me one more thing.
Tell me you don't love me.
I don't love you.
- You alright to do this? - Yeah.
I mean, what else would you do, Jack? Prospect.
Open up a shop.
You'd neck the third customer that ever came in.
You love this.
- Are you ready? Count of three.
- Three.
Don't move.
We just want to talk.
Nice and easy
It might have something to do with the floggin' we took.
- You still going on about that? - "Ooh, relax, Conrad, relax.
" They're gonna hang us in those gallows, Danny.
It's not gonna come to that, mate.
It will if they figure out who we are.
Oh, don't you worry your pretty little head.
You just leave it to me, alright? Leave it to you? That's worked well for us so far, hasn't it? Well, you're not shoeing horses anymore.
No, no, no.
Now I'm in jail, so things are definitely looking up.
What are you doing? Where is he? - Where is he?! - Leave him alone! Oi! Stay out of it, boy! - I said, let him go! - Ease off.
- I'll crack your skull! - Ease off.
It's alright.
It's all good.
It's all good.
- He's OK.
- Step back.
One flogging's not enough for you, mate? I had it under control.
That's a bloke that you don't want to scuffle with, mate.
- Who is that? - Who's that? That's Mad Dog Morgan, that's who that is.
Wherever he goes, death's never far behind him.
Yeah.
Come on.
Shh! What? Look, look, look.
Fuller.
Dog.
Mmm.
- Jack, Jack, Jack.
- Look here.
That's Cec Wiley.
What's Frank Butler's hard man doing with the Superintendent? What do you reckon, Jack? I reckon this land is worth something to somebody, Cap.
Gold? You've gotta bail Dan and Conrad first.
Bail 'em? Where from? I've come to tell you Shh! What are you talking about? Traps did a sweep last night.
Got 'em both - Goulburn Gaol.
Useless! - You already did that bit.
- Don't miss much, do you? Nup.
Well, you've got to work the polish into the leather.
That takes time.
You have a go.
Free trip to Goulburn.
Didn't have to do that.
I know.
What have you got for me, Scanlon? A fair day's work for a fair day's pay.
And a sense of humour this morning.
You must have got lucky.
Any pillow talk to pass on? - That's none of your business.
- I'll decide what's my business.
You'll tell me what I want to know, or I'll have your ticket of leave revoked.
If you don't like it, you can hand yourself in at the gaol when you deliver our friend over there.
Think about that on the way to Goulburn.
- He doesn't look that mad to me.
- Just trust me.
- I'm trusting you again, am I? - If you know what's good for you.
- You got something of mine.
- Hey! - I'll tell you later.
- Get your hands off me! Lying dog! Don't give it to him! I'll share it all with you.
- All of what? - The gold.
Hold out on me, would ya? Ah! Oh! That'll teach you to open your big gob.
You! Break up that fight! Oi! Fighting in the yard! Young fella, come with me.
Looks like the break's on, boys! Follow Mad Dog! - Dan! - Don't be a fool.
- Dan, come on! - That's it, lad.
Come on! Keep your head down! - Don't be a fool! - Don't leave me, please.
No, mate.
No.
You're right, mate.
Run! Run! - Don't let him get it! - What? - Don't let him get the gold.
- Thethe gold? No.
I'm listening.
I'm listening.
Tell me, mate.
- Promise you will.
- He's alright.
- Devil's Gully.
- Devil's Gully.
- There's a map in your mate's pocket.
- There's a map? Hey! No, no! No, no! People here now! Just walk away! Hey, hey, hey.
I didn't do that! I didn't do that! I didn't.
I didn't do that! Tell that to a magistrate.
Get up, big boy! Come on! Come back here! Oh! Come here.
What's his crime? Aiding an escape, affray, assault .
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murder.
I can't say I didn't see this day coming.
Mick, Mick, I didn't kill anyone.
You gotta believe me, mate.
Either way, there's nothing much I can do for you now.
Alright, then.
You can say goodbye to the gold out there if I'm gonna be locked up in here.
What gold? You see that bloke over there? Have a look.
Mate, that's Ezra Walton.
Sydney-gold-deposit-raid Ezra Walton? And dead men tell no tales.
- What now? - We get 'em out.
Yeah, I figured that much, Cap.
How? Dynamite through the back wall.
At night.
Hello.
- Daniel, me boy! - Scanlon.
Should've known.
Let's go, Jack.
So what did you say to him to make him let me out? You're a double-dealin' scum, a man of no character .
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wanted for crimes too numerous to mention.
The whole town'd show up for your hangin'.
And they bought that? Yep.
It didn't take too much convincin'.
Well, I'm actually a much-loved figure in Hopetoun.
- Where's the gold? - I dunno.
But there's a map.
I-I just don't have it on me, I swear.
- Who does? - Conrad.
He took it with him when he broke out of gaol withMad Dog Morgan.
You let the kid out there with Mad Dog Morgan? - Well - I should have let you rot.
No, no, it's alright - they're heading for Devil's Gully.
Hey? Hey Hey! What are you doing? What are you doing? Mick! Mick! Hey, what are you doing? You can't just leave me herepartner.
I'll be right back.
You just sit tightpartner.
Come on.
Nah.
What's the hurry? Oh, Jack.
Come on.
Come on! Giddy up! Come on.
Hey, Daniel! You keep wrestling with those ropes, you're gonna give yourself a hernia, boy! Can you just get me out of this? Hey, Danwhere's Conrad? So how'd you get the name 'Mad Dog'? Hey, I crack safes.
They call me 'the Breaker'? No.
I steal horses.
They call me a horse thief? No! I bite one ear off one bloke Fancy a drink? Oh.
A sly grog? - You think that's a good idea? - Why not? We're escaped convicts.
We're free men with the wind at our backs and the law at our heels.
We oughtta celebrate.
Are you an idiot? Why'd you let the boy take off with him? I didn't let him, Cap.
First thing I know, he's just running for the gate.
He actually left me.
You know why they call him 'Mad Dog'? He's the sort of man - rides into town, kills the women, has his way with the livestock.
OK, Cap.
That's not getting us anywhere.
Boys, we've gotta move.
Scanlon's already got a head start on us.
I suppose that's my fault too, is it? Oh, Dan.
We gotta get the boy, Jack.
No, you know what we gotta go after - that gold.
We're going after both.
Well, that's just gonna be a waste of time, Jack, because Conrad and his new mate, they could be anywhere by now.
Devil's Gully.
One road in, one road out.
Should find 'em.
Shh! Shh! Shh! Traps.
That's the first of them.
And it won't be the last, Jack.
Let's go.
Another round, barman.
Sorry, sir.
Coins first.
Got any beans? No.
No, I'm skint.
Oh.
Right.
Who wants to buy a belt? Come on! Finest hide at a reasonable price.
You, sir.
You look like you could do with some reinforcing.
No, thanks.
It's Mad Dog Morgan.
Ahyes, I probably could, er, Mr Morgan.
Whatever you think's a reasonable price will do nicely.
Just what's fair.
Nothing more, nothing less.
Now, that's very generous of you, sir.
Drinks for everybody! Hey! Come on.
Hey! Good man.
You're a great salesman.
Well, I couldn't see you go without, could I? Not now that we're mates.
You wouldn't see me go without, would you? No No! Of course you wouldn't.
Well, let's see what they're all so hot for.
Hey.
So what's that say? - 'Devil's Gully'.
- Devil's Gully? I know where that is.
A good half-day's ride.
A bit of hard yakka and we will be flash, young Conrad.
Well, maybe we could do with some help.
- I've got some mates - Mates? Whoa, whoa, whoa.
We got all the mates we need right here.
Warms the heart, that does.
But I'll be taking that map.
Map? What map? I didn't knock old Ezra to come away empty-handed.
Now give it over.
Give it over! Arggh! Arggh! Arggh! Arggh! Arggh! Arggh! Arggh! Arggh! Go, get! Go on! Get out! And you don't come back, you hear! You're a fast learner, son! Fast learner and a good mate.
I don't reckon there's nothing we can't do together.
What do you say? - I say let's get rich.
- That's what I say.
Come on! Yeah, morning, sunshine.
What are you doing? Got us some breakfast.
Here.
Get this into you.
- Eugh, what is that? No.
No.
- Come on.
I'm right.
Thank you.
Don't know what you're missing.
Oh.
I was thinking we should swing back through Hopetoun.
Pick up some supplies and a couple of guns.
I've got those friends I was talking about Friends? We don't need any more friends.
I already told you that.
I'm only talking about a few blokes to back us up.
Friends Alright, let me tell you about friends.
Friends - they promise you everything, deliver nothing.
Friends - they desert you.
They stab you in the back.
So where are these friends of yours now? I don't know.
That's right.
But I'm here, aren't I? And I'll make you a solemn oath.
What's that? I'll never stab you in the back.
When the time comes, I'll look you right in the eye.
That's friendship.
You should see the look on your face.
You sure you won't eat something? - No.
- Go on! - Drop it! The gun.
Drop the gun.
Aren't you taking us back into Goulburn? Who said I was taking you back in? You robbing us? Blow me down with a feather.
A dirty trap.
If you know what's good for you, you'll clear out.
If I even sniff you behind me You still owe me breakfast! - Morning.
- Morning, Mr Fife.
- He still hasn't arrived.
- I'm sorry? Mr Harris.
There's no telegraph from Sydney.
No word from the road.
He's probably just taking his time along the way.
He knew about the killings.
He went to get proof and now he's missing.
And now is not the time for rumour and innuendo.
- It's not innuendo.
- Whatever it is, it's beneath you.
I'm sure Mr Harris is fine.
Good morning, Mrs Barrett.
Are you making a deposit or taking out a loan? How is this any of your concern? I have the utmost concern for every member of my community, and I hear you've taken an interest in old George Jenkins' farm.
Oh, you hear, do you? Well, after all, I am commissioner of Crown lands.
Good morning, Mr Fife.
No, no, no.
It's not a good idea! - Oh, hold still! Get your hand away! - I am still.
You're still drunk! I'm not.
I'll get it.
Hold still.
Don't move! Hold it! Pull it! Break, you stupid piece of You boys look like you could use a hand.
Who are you? Filthy, thieving, two-bit, lying, no-good Oh, I'm sort of getting the feeling, Daniel, that you don't like the man.
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pig-bellied arse.
Yeah.
Scanlon's only in on this because you opened your big mouth.
I did what I had to do to save my neck.
At least I didn't run out on my mate.
Yeah? I'm not sure that I did either.
Must be nice having friends.
Listen - the longer you two stand there arguing, the further away Scanlon's getting, alright? You've still got half a map, right? Means we're halfway there.
Oh, well, who's gonna go? Because there's five of us and three horses.
See you in the gully, boys! Two horses.
Hey, where do you think you're going? I started this.
I'm gonna finish it.
Ya! Ya! Oh, go on.
Get after him, Jack.
Hey.
Hey! What do you think you're doing? Ya! Looks like I'm walking.
Dammit.
Come on! Ya! - What is it? - You smell that? What? It's gold.
We're close.
Might give the horses a rest, eh? Hey, Conrad.
Why don't you go get some water, mate? - We'll check the map.
- Hey! You and pretty boy get the water.
We'll check the map.
He's not your friend.
You know that, right? All I know is, he doesn't treat me like a kid.
Conrad! It's a fair way out of town.
It's not that far.
And there's a creek, and lots of grass.
Well, good.
Why is that good again? Well, why be extorted by stock owners when you can do it all? Run a few hundred head of cattle, some sheep - perfect for a butcher shop.
So, now you know.
It's still none of your concern.
I'm just here to offer you some friendly advice.
Well, when I want your advice, I'll ask for it.
I was chatting to Mr Davies at the bank.
He tells me that you're overextended.
Excuse me? Oh, please.
Don't be embarrassed.
I admire your spirit.
But first rule of sound business is that your reach shouldn't exceed your grasp.
An undertaking like this requires some experience.
Well, everybody has to start somewhere.
It would be a pity if your start were to cost you everything.
Thank you for your advice, Mr Fife, but I'll worry about that.
I don't mean to burden you, but I do think that George's passing should be marked with a proper obituary.
I know and I'm sorry, but with Mr Harris not here, I can't go to print.
He wasn't a saint but he didn't deserve that, and the people of this town should know that if it can happen to George, it can happen to them.
The police might stand idly by, but not everything in this town is rotten.
Whoa! Hey, hey! Whoa, whoa, whoa! Whoa.
Hang on.
Hang on.
Hang on.
Easy, fella.
Emilia, what is it? I think It is! It's Mr Harris's horse.
You ever wonder why they're always laughing? Umno.
No, I don't.
It's like they know something.
This is the way it's supposed to be, you know.
Out here - God's own country.
On the hunt.
Two good mates.
- Yeah.
- You've gone far enough.
Your guns.
Slowly.
Now, the other half of that map.
Can I ask you a question? How do you get that horse to stay so quiet? I knew you couldn't stay straight, Mick.
Bully for you.
I'm getting the other half of that map.
Well, in case you haven't noticed, I don't think you're in any position to negotiate.
Who's negotiating? I get that map or the boy dies.
And you'll die in your saddle.
Maybe.
But so will the boy.
You willing to risk that, Jack? Come on.
Stay here all day, we're sitting ducks.
I could live with that.
You're a dog, eh? No offence.
Give me the other half of the map and I'll be on my way.
Tell you what, Mick.
Why don't you come down here and get it.
What are you doing, Jack? You'll always be a crook like the rest of us, won't you, Mick? I'm nothing like you.
No.
You're right there.
Because we don't hide behind a uniform.
- There is another difference.
- Yeah? What's that? You'll all end up on the end of a rope.
I'll end up with Mary.
Mary wouldn't give you the time of day.
She gave me all the time I wanted last night.
And this morning.
Jack.
Righto, boys! I'm all for a bit of madness - it's good for the soul.
But we haven't got the time.
So, who am I gonna shoot first? Hey! Didn't think you'd be seeing me again, did you? Oh! The map.
Give it up.
Not worth getting shot for.
Go on.
Chance your arm, boyo! Go on! Come on.
I'll find you.
You better hope you don't.
Right.
Pick it up.
Come on.
Mount up.
Go.
Get it and go.
You two, kneel down.
Kneel! Get down! Kneel! - Wait.
What are you doing? - In for a penny, in for a pound.
No.
No, we've got the map.
Leave them.
It's more trouble than it's worth.
Oh, no.
No trouble.
No trouble at all.
Mad Dog Mad Dog, look at me.
Don't shoot them.
Righto then, boyo.
For you, I won't.
'Cause we're friends.
Get going.
Come on! Move! Let's go.
I told you not to come back.
But I guess you don't hear too good now, eh? Good luck to you, lads! Come on.
Get going! Go! Come on, boy! Come on.
Faster! I tried to ask what he was up to but he wouldn't say anything.
Excuse me.
Excuse me, what's going on? What do you think you're doing? Sorry.
I've got my orders.
I heard she was passing off wombat as pork.
What is it? - One piece of bad meat - Yep.
Notice of closure on health grounds .
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from the commissioner of Crown lands.
He's not going to last out there with that animal.
We're not far.
We can get down there on foot.
Police! You men, hold fast.
State your business.
- These men are in my custody.
- Sergeant.
I didn't see you there.
I managed to detain them, but Mad Dog Morgan escaped with the horses.
He went that way.
Leave me some manacles and get after him.
What is it? Well, we have strict orders to take custody of anyone captured.
Then you can tell Superintendent Fuller you let Mad Dog Morgan slip through our fingers.
I'll stay here with these men and you can come back for us.
Go! We're wasting time! Ya! Ya! Giddy up! We should go.
I don't think 'we' should go anywhere.
There's gonna be more of them.
You need me.
- Fife! - Oh, no! You can't go in there! You can't do this! I see I've got your attention.
I'll write to the governor.
You could do that, or you could go into business with me.
As it stands, I don't have a business.
Your shop will be open at the end of the day - revarnished.
I only want to see you do well.
You've got a strange way of showing it.
Hopetoun stands or falls on the shoulders of a few.
You're one of those few.
I just want to steer you in the right direction.
Do you? There's another parcel of land at Stony Creek far more appropriate to your purposes.
For a modest share, I could help you with the purchase price.
It means you wouldn't have to borrow so much.
Thank you.
I can buy my own land.
And I can choose it too.
You're an impressive woman.
I'm a lot of things, Mr Fife, but a fool isn't one of them.
Captain.
Miss Emilia.
Why are you walking? Um More importantly, what are you doing out here on this track alone? It's Mr Harris, the editor of 'The Gazette'.
Yeah? I think something terrible has happened to him.
What - you're out here alone, looking for him? I think I better give you a hand, eh, if that's alright.
That'd be very kind of you.
Good.
Oh.
Look at this.
Look at this.
It's gotta be it.
Let's get rich! Yeah! Hey! Hey, maybe it's in the trunk.
Here.
Dig, dig, dig.
It'll be in there.
Gotta be.
Come on! It's too hard.
We need something to dig with.
I'll find something.
You dig.
Dig hard! Yeah.
Hey! Hey.
Looking for something to dig with.
Told you I'd find something.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
- Alright.
- Well, come on.
Go! Whoa.
- What's all that? - I don't know, miss.
Listen, I think Emilia, I think we should Come here, come here.
Emilia, good afternoon.
What are you doing here? - What have you found? - Nothing you need to worry about.
- Mr Harris is missing - Please just stand back.
- You don't want to see it.
- Is it him? Answer me.
Is it Mr Harris? Emilia! - Get out of my way! Get off! - Please! People are dying and you are doing nothing about it.
Why? I s'pose you're in on it too, are you, Mick? In on what? The land-grab for the gold.
Don't know what you're talking about.
I know about it, alright? Fuller working with the Butler gang.
Cec Wiley.
All of it.
- Glad one of us does.
- Come on! Don't even try and tell me you're not in bed with those dogs.
I'm not in bed with anyone, Jack.
That's not entirely true.
Told you I'd look you in the eye when the time come.
Yeah.
You did.
Good lad! Got one over on the old Mad Dog, eh? Let's see how you go now.
Can't hide forever, boy! Don't like the look of this.
Can't have gone far.
We're all gonna die - one day.
Just that today's your day.
Conrad! So proud of you, Conrad! I almost wish I didn't have to kill ya! You're special.
Very special.
I'll be taking that.
Should have stayed where I left you, kid.
So you did find him.
You're a man of your word.
- And so am I.
- We don't owe him any favours, Jack.
What are you doing, Mad Dog? - Jack, old son.
You're just in time.
- Don't kill him for me.
This pox-ridden trap muscled in on your girl.
Yeah, well - that's my battle, isn't it? You're a goner for her, aren't you? You'd take me on for this prize snake? I don't want to.
Trust me, I don't.
But I will.
And if he misses, I won't.
Not bad.
Not too bad.
Mr Harris was an important member of this community.
That he should be murdered - that my daughter should see it It was unfortunate.
You were brought in to clean up this element.
Yes, but there was an escape from Goulburn Gaol yesterday.
No.
He had been dead for days.
Your men said.
- Well, II can't comment on that.
- What can you comment on? They killed him.
They shot him down like some animal.
I'm sorry, 'they'? Who are you talking about? If you have names, tell me.
I'll write them down.
Start with the Butlers.
Mr Harris knew they were involved with the killings on Old East Road.
- They probably killed him for it.
- The Butlers.
Superintendent, this is exactly the sort of element I'm talking about.
It's the first I'm hearing of it.
- But I will look into it.
- Make sure you do.
I want answers, and soon.
This has got to stop.
- I am not going to let this go.
- I will ask you for the last time.
Please, Emilia, stay out of it.
I don't want anything to happen to you.
- You're cutting me in? - Yeah, well - you earned it.
Once we divvy up, you can take your share and go.
If that's what you want to do.
You are the best mate I've ever had.
Let me hug you.
You tried to shoot me.
But I didn't, did I? And that says a lot.
No luck for you today.
Did alright the other night, though, eh? I reckon you might want to leave that one alone, Mad Dog.
I can't believe you didn't let me plug this dung heap.
Or maybe you didn't want to explain yourself to your woman, eh, Jack? - Why start now? - What did you say? Let it go, Jack.
Let it go, mate.
And they call me 'Mad Dog'! What about this bloke? Easy to ride into town when you're feeling a bit lonely.
- It's harder to stick around.
- He's laughing at you, Jack.
- You dunno what you're talking about.
- He's laughing at you.
I know I'm not afraid to be there when the sun comes up.
You're lying, thieving scum, Jack.
What's a man without honour? Mad Dog! Conrad! Oi! Conrad! - Get off me! I'm gonna kill him.
- Just leave it, leave it, leave it! He's getting away.
He'd be ready for you.
He's mad.
He's not stupid.
Alright? Don't worry about it, mate.
We'll catch up with him another day, and when we do, we'll have each other's backs, alright? - Alright? - Alright.
- There was a fortune in that bag.
- Yeah.
I reckon you need to start choosing your mates a bit more carefully.
Yeah.
I've been thinking that for a while.
Come on, mate.
You let me rot for three years in gaol! Ooph! You went to gaol 'cause you're second-rate, Mick.
That's why you'll always be Mary's second choice.
You keep telling yourself that, Jack.
Youse had enough? Mad Dog's done a bolt.
The gold? It's gone.
What now, Jack? You ask her yourself, Jack.
- Guess we all make mistakes.
- What have you done now? You were lonely, you gave into it.
I understand.
We could put it behind us.
We start a new life.
Somewhere no-one knows us.
Something real.
I have a life here.
We'll make a better one.
Something real - together.
Don't do that.
Don't make promises you're not going to keep.
I can keep it.
I can.
I'll get real work.
I'll farm.
But you have to choose.
Then I choose him.
Well, just tell me one more thing.
Tell me you don't love me.
I don't love you.
- You alright to do this? - Yeah.
I mean, what else would you do, Jack? Prospect.
Open up a shop.
You'd neck the third customer that ever came in.
You love this.
- Are you ready? Count of three.
- Three.
Don't move.
We just want to talk.
Nice and easy