01x04 - Integrity

[bunniefuu]

Me and you didn't get off

to a good start.

All of us workers

got to stick together.

I saw her paying him off, one

of them darkies. Which darky?

What happened to the woman?

It was a Chinaman who k*lled her.

What do you think will happen

to you if the 'gwailou' find out?

She talked to you

about her pregnancy.

She was obviously afraid the birth

would expose her lover as a Chinese.

SHING: You cannot print that story.

We leave, or we're both dead.

You really were

disappointingly easy.

You will be relieved,

since you clearly

care for him so much,

that he is very, very well.

As for the seam,

we can continue as before.

Your man, Ah Gok,

can help manage it.

Your brother

will adjust the accounts.

You'll continue

to keep the seam off the books?

Surely it would be better

to tell Hing Dai Wui now

so they can start collecting.

I am deciding

how I will explain to my father

why the seam has been hidden.

Not to mention

the fate of his prized surveyor.

Ten.

Twenty.

Twelve.

WRIGHT: When did you arrest him?

HARKEN: Last night.

He's a little reluctant to speak.

Tell us again, Tommy.

What did you see?

I'm not asking again.

(SCREAMS)

(MUMBLES) Moonface.

(SHOUTS) Say it again!

Moonface!

Moonface

How is it I'm only

finding this out now?

I'm not certain that 'Moonface'

necessarily means Chinese.

Because that

would make you responsible?

If it comes out that a Chinaman

has k*lled a white woman,

and there are no arrests,

it will make the Buckland riots

look like a dinner party.

Assuming we have the right

Chinaman.

Right Chinaman, wrong Chinaman -

that's up to you.

Keep the peace

so the Crown gets its tax.

I don't care how.

Sir, I thought you should see this.

Perhaps it's time

to pay your headman a visit.

Shing

Where have you been? I thought

Cheung Lei must have k*lled you.

Operation continues.

We get 12%.

Why wouldn't Hing Dai Wui

take the lot?

She's not telling them about it.

All I know

is that we're only alive

because she needs us

to keep it that way.

There's something more

she's not telling us.

There was a messenger.

From her father.

She is to be married off.

Cooking meals, making babies.

Doesn't seem the type.

Enough to betray her own father?

We will know for sure

with what happens to him.

The messenger?

Keep an eye.

Why aren't you on Main Street?

Sold out.

Even Mr Cummins bought a copy.

To regurgitate

for his next edition, no doubt.

People are angry.

Because of the story you wrote.

This is our job. We tell the truth,

no matter how difficult.

(DOOR OPENS)

If you have a complaint,

there's a queue.

All on the word of a prost*tute.

And a quack doctor.

I simply wrote she was with

a Chinese travelling companion.

I have no problem who she wanted

to be with, who she loved.

It's not your fault?

It's what's true.

Then why Annie Thomas?

Why is she so special?

Because she's one of yours?

That's nonsense.

Really?

You would go through

all this effort

if it was a Chinaman's body

they found out there?

And you're all about the truth?

A woman

pretending to be

her own dead husband.

Running a paper she neither earned

nor has the sense to manage.

Best thing is to save his memory

any further shame

and pack it up

before you do any more damage.

Come to my office again,

I'll have you arrested.

Yes, make yourself at home.

You have a problem.

There was a tracker there

that night. He saw.

Who?

Couldn't be more specific

than it being a Chinaman.

Standish, it's not always

One of your people is going to

hang.

It's too late to change that.

I'm trying to give you a chance

to make sure it's the right one.

You decide or we will.

HARKEN: The Commissioner wants

him alive, so give him what you have to.

Don't leave me.

They're gonna hang you

if you can't say who it was.

Is there anything you can tell

them?

She paid me.

With this.

Can I help?

Are you the one wrote this?

That fella they have in jail, Tom,

he'll die unless

someone does something.

He needs a lawyer.

I print stories.

That all it is to you? A story.

It's a turn of phrase.

You people are all the same.

Say one thing, mean another.

Lot of effort,

just to fool your own self.

Let's call this conversation done.

She paid Tom with this.

Chinese gold.

Look at the shape.

Headman at the camp moved her body

off the Chinese trail.

Set up those two outlaws

to take the blame.

All him, all along.

Print that if you want a story.

Can I keep that?

No good to Tom now.

SHING: I need to hand over a

k*ller.

I could pick anyone.

Some nobody.

Did I ever tell you

how my parents died?

Soldiers k*lled them.

And I took my brother and ran.

Promised we'd never be like them.

Disposable.

You are not responsible

for what he does.

It can't be him.

What now?

Mr Leung, I'll be brief.

I hope so.

Simply, if you'd be good enough

to share your expertise.

This is how Annie Thomas paid

the tracker to take her that night.

Where'd you get that?

Not familiar?

Came from one of your people.

The question is whom.

I could look into it.

I look forward to your report.

Sun!

I didn't want to believe it.

You could have

at least had the sense

to put it back

where you stole it from.

I wanted to. It was

the only thing left of her. I

No.

No, I swear I didn't

I didn't hurt her.

I only wanted

I loved her.

Tell me.

Tell me!

I took the gold.

We were running away, together.

In the bush,

we were attacked by outlaws.

And?

We ran.

They were getting closer.

It was dark.

We got split up and

She was dead when I found her.

I don't know how.

That gold belonged to us!

I only took my share.

You don't care about me.

You don't care about anything

but your damn money.

Why?

(BOTH SHOUT)

(BOTH SHOUT AND GRUNT)

(WHISTLE BLOWS)

HARKEN: Get 'em out!

Get 'em out of their tents.

Get 'em all out.

Line 'em up!

Get 'em all out.

You, in line!

What's happening?

You were warned.

What about that one?

What about that one?

Or him? What about him?

Bloody waste of time.

I said it, they all look the same.

Hands off, I'm the headman!

What about

..him?

All right. Him?

Well, get a move on, Jackie.

It's got to be one of them

f*cking b*stards.

Him.

Him!

Hoi, you! Wait!

(g*nsh*t)

But what if it wasn't him?

The Englishwoman wrote

there was a lover involved.

I wonder, now,

who else could there be that you

would go to such lengths to protect?

Don't have long for your

jibber-jabber.

The Commissioner will be here

soon enough.

I didn't do it.

I swear.

I didn't k*ll anyone.

Sun was the one with her.

I know.

Shing

Shing!

"The night she died,

"Annie Thomas

was escaping the goldfields

"with a 'companion'

"connected to the celestial

camp."

Means she was f*cking a Chinese.

You know how they do it?

They dope them up

with that Chinese tar.

Then have their way with her.

Probably more than one of them.

And then when they're done with

her,

not enough just to k*ll her, no.

They've got to cut her f*cking

open.

Shut up!

No.

You've got to hear it.

We have to make order.

Not just for your girl,

but for the next one.

And the next.

Mrs Roberts.

Mr Standish.

The arrest.

I want to speak to him.

You really think it's as simple

as he just k*lled her for no reason?

Not for me to judge.

No.

Because you'd rather just go

with what spares you trouble.

You have me wrong, madam.

Do I?

You're Shing's man.

Gok, is it?

You have no reason to trust me, but

it seems like you're thin on options.

They're saying

you were Annie Thomas's lover.

You got her with child, took her

into the bush and k*lled her.

You can take the truth with you

or you can speak it.

But one thing's sure.

If you don't you will hang.

Night before

the mid-Autumn festival

I was going about my business

in the camp.

I saw Sun leaving Shing's hut.

He was carrying his travel case.

He was headed north,

so I followed him.

It started to get dark.

I lost him.

I figured he was headed

onto the trail to the gorge.

I was about to give up

and turn back when I heard

(g*nsh*t)

(WOMAN SCREAMS)

SUN: Run!

MAN: Run, run, run, run!

Oh agh!

It was a white woman,

in Chinese clothing.

Agh

(CRIES IN PANIC)

That's when I saw

BELLE: Annie Thomas?

I could see something

was wrong with her.

Blood.

Where's Sun?

She must have thought

I was there to k*ll her.

Wait, wait. I'm not

I found her at the bottom

of the cliff

body on the rocks.

So I picked her up.

I could feel her spirit leave her.

That's when I heard something.

(STICKS CRACK)

Must have been the tracker.

STANDISH: Then how was

she cut open? I don't know.

It matches with what the doctor

said about her body.

And that the cut happened later.

Why didn't you say something before?

That I k*lled a white woman,

but only by mistake?

Shing would not forgive that.

So I kept quiet.

I was loyal.

So now I hang.

Yes? May I help?

(INHALES) God, it stinks in here.

Is that sh*t

or just a natural smell

of a Chinaman?

Was she here?

I'm sorry, I don't know.

Annie Thomas! Was she in here?

This whole f*cking place is a

sewer.

No, no! I don't No woman!

Tell me the truth.

Best just to burn

the place clean, eh?

Now, or f*cking never.

No.

Do it!

Just wait.

Oh!

Not just a traitor, eh,

but a f*cking coward too.

Agh!

May I sit?

Your man didn't do it.

How do you know?

She slipped. Fell.

Your man Gok was there.

Said he was following your brother.

The cut happened later.

Who's responsible is still a mystery.

I didn't know.

He was afraid to tell you.

I thought

I could protect my brother.

Perhaps even that was a mistake.

Do you have proof?

Just Gok's word.

But I believe him.

That's not enough.

I never should have written

what I did.

I thought it was right.

We all just try to survive.

Surely there's something you can do.

There is.

But I need your help.

HATTIE: Okay. Can you move?

Here.

Wait, and I'll boil some water.

I'm dying.

Leave.

Find your mob.

(SNIFFLES)

There's nothing here.

(SOBS QUIETLY)

PATRICK: Do not judge,

and you will not be judged.

Do not condemn,

and you will not be condemned.

Forgive,

and you will be forgiven.

Came to say

you won't be seeing me around here.

I'm off to find my family.

Try, anyway.

Heard Sydney, maybe.

Good luck to you, then.

Don't need your shite luck.

You said to me once

"Don't let the b*stards

turn you into one of them."

I remember.

I'm not.

I can see.

Good. You're both here.

So you have new information

to add to this debacle?

I have.

Good.

We'll need it in writing.

We'll get this out of the way

with a brief trial.

It was me.

That is not the way

to fix things.

I can write a confession.

In full.

No trial.

No fuss.

Just a coach ride to Melbourne.

And then hanging. Am I right?

There you have it, Standish.

Your own headman.

Right under your drunken nose.

First, you free my man.

And that's all there is to it,

then?

That's all.

(CROWD SHOUTS ANGRILY)

Luck not going your way, Captain?

(CLEARS THROAT) Mrs Roberts.

I seem to have hit a bad streak.

Well, perhaps I have a way

to make that change.

From our mutual friend.

Would you like to know

where it was found?

(CURSES IN HAKKA)

Where is the licence

for this claim?

(GROANS)

No?

Well, in the absence

of a valid licence,

I hereby claim all gold

derived from these diggings

to be the rightful property

of the British Crown.

Now

Where's this boss woman?

No sign, sir.

Well, then?

And with the discovery

of this rich seam,

we give you this chance

for every man to make his fortune,

under the hospitality

and protection of the Crown.

(CHEERS)

Gentlemen

Doesn't seem convenient, does it?

That the Commissioner single-handedly

discovers the largest seam in years?

It will make a lot of men rich. And

he'll be Lieutenant-Governor for this.

That's the story.

Very good.

(HORSE WHINNIES)

Miss Roberts told us

where the seam is.

You were right

about the size of it.

There's a crossroads 20 miles east.

Shing

Remind me

to teach you poker some day.

Annie

You came.

I'm sorry.

Not safe here.

Go. We go now.

Quickly, swallow the gold

before they come.

(g*nsh*t)

(ANNIE SCREAMS)

Run!

(PANTING) Annie

Annie

Annie! Annie!

Help! Annie

(SOBS)

(HORSE WHINNIES)

(BIRDS CHIRP)