01x05 - Chapter Five: Betrayal

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♪ Just one

♪ Drop from

♪ The sky like the

♪ Teardrop

♪ That forms in my eyes

♪ It brings

♪ New strength

♪ To take its claim

♪ Regeneration

♪ To heal our pain

♪ Ride into the wind

♪ Until you're home again

♪ Feel it in the rain

♪ Can you find the way?

♪ Feel it in the rain

♪ Can you find the way?

♪ It's time we start to relay

♪ The wonders of our history

♪ Our breath defies

♪ The story's page

♪ The songs created

♪ The path we made

♪ Ride into the wind

♪ Until you're home again

♪ Feel it in the rain
Feel it in the rain

♪ Can you find the way?

♪ The way, yeah, yeah, yeah

♪ Feel it in the rain
The rain

♪ Can you find the way?

♪ The way, yeah, yeah, yeah

♪ Feel it in the rain. ♪

Drover! It's the Drover!

- Yah!

- Alright, alright!

Yeah, Drover!

Ride him!

Yeah, Drover! Drover!

- Yeah, I try to be.

- Maybe.

- I go droving
'cause that's my job.

- Alright, boys, that'll do.

Bring 'em down the
back paddock, will ya?

- Yeah.

Listen. It's up to Missus Boss
what you do, alright?

Come on inside, boys.
It's time for dinner.

I'm coming.

Jedda, come on!

Come on, girl.

Come on!

Emmett Dutton
radioed in today.

They're putting together
a big Army drove.

He wants me to lead it.

Absolutely not.
You just got back.

Really?

- What's wrong?

- I'm just not used to people

making decisions
for me, that's all.

- I was just
expressing an opinion.

Captain Dutton told me about

this wonderful
School of the Air.

It's conducted by radio
all across the country.

I thought it would
be good for Nullah.

- He wants to go walkabout
with King George.

- That's ridiculous.
He's a little boy.

It's not safe.
- He'd be safer in Arnhem Land

than he would be
hangin' around here.

- I thought you said--
- You can't change him, Sarah.

- I thought you said it had
nothing to do with you.

- It doesn't.

It's just sooner or later,

you're gonna have to
let that boy go.

- I don't know what
you're talking about.

- If he doesn't
go through ceremony

he'll have no country, he'll
have no story, no dreaming.

He's gonna be all alone.

This big Army drove.

- Let's have dinner, shall we?

- I'm gonna take it.

Come on!

- You belong here.

- Emmett! Why didn't you radio?

I'm so glad you're here.
Would you--

- Jeez, you done
the place up nice.

Oh, I hope you don't mind.
Bandy let me in.

Yeah, my father
would've been proud.

Yeah, it's bloody beautiful.

Jeez, I bet
you got all the mod cons.

- What do you want?

- What I've always wanted.
Faraway Downs.

- Bandy, call the men.

Bunchemup, Mr Fletcher needs
to be escorted off the property.

- Callahan won't be having
any more cups of tea.

I will, though.

Cup of tea, thanks, Bandy.
You know how I like it.

Yeah.

- It's alright, Bandy.

- You know, these days
I can pull a few strings.

I can probably bring your
creamy in, if you like.

Or I can talk to Dr Barker
and get you guardianship.

- I will never sell you my land.

- Your land?

My family worked this property
for three generations.

My father died
making people like you rich.

Faraway Downs belongs to me.

Just like you believe the little
creamy belongs to you.

I'll pay you what it's worth.

You can use the money, go south,
get the little one an education.

- I'll go to the highest
levels of government,

I'll go to the high court beyond
this country if I have to.

- An unmarried woman living
with the likes of the Drover?

- I will tell your wife
he is your son.

- That'd be a mistake.

Kimberley spear.

Glass-tipped.

Real collector's items.

Ooh-er!

You're missing one.

Anyway, I was just, uh, out here
checking on all the properties.

Might do a little
buffalo hunting later.

Yeah.

Oh.

Did you hear about the King?

Terrible accident, yeah.

Very dangerous place out here,

even for locals like the Drover
and the little creamy.

You with me?

Anyway, you ought to think
about it, Lady Ashley.

After all, pride's not power.

- Sarah!

Drover!

Drover!

He's not down at the billabong.

- Well, then,
he's gone walkabout.

- Oh! He wouldn't have just left
without saying goodbye.

Get the packhorse ready. We're
going up to Punctuation Point.

- Sing Song?
- Yes?

- Tinned food.
We're going after him.

OK, OK.
- You're not listening.

- What?
- Sarah, he's gone walkabout!

- Oh, come on, Drover.
He is a child.

- Yeah, well,
he's not our child.

He's an Aboriginal child.
He's gone walkabout!

- Bandy!

- The next time you see him will
be when he wants to see you.

- Besides, he'll be halfway
up to Arnhem Land by now.

You'll never find him.
- You could find him.

You know that land
better than anyone.

You and Magarri can find him.

- And do what, huh? Bring him
back here and lock him up?

You could start
your own little mission.

- Oh, you're just trying
to be clever

because you don't want
to be responsible--

- He's not my son!

- What did you say?

- I've got to go.

- Don't leave, Drover! Don't.

I understood when you said
you had to be free.

I...I understood that.

But that...that was
between you and me

but it's different now.

We've got Nullah.

- I've got to go.

- I need you to stay.
- I'll be back in six months.

- I need you to stay with me,
and if you can't do that,

then I...I would prefer it
if you didn't return.

- Alright.

You're the boss.

- Drover.

- Get off me, you stupid mutt!

- Jedda!

- Constable!

No!

- We're here to apprehend
this renegade black,

not to waste a b*llet on a dog.

Take this kid and
put him in the truck.

Tango, echo, seven,

this is Captain Dutton
to Faraway Downs.

Emmett, this is
Faraway Downs, Sarah speaking.

Thought you'd like to know

police apprehended Aborigine

accused of murdering
your husband.

Another thing,
they've brought him in

with a half-caste boy
from Faraway Downs.

I understand.
Will travel to Darwin. Over.

Sarah,
we're evacuating Darwin.

The Japanese threat
is very real.

Then I'll be there
as soon as I can. Over.

- Mr Fletcher.

We've apprehended that young'un,
and in the course of our duties

we arrested the...

suspected m*rder*r
of Lord Ashley, King George.

- You've finally lifted your
game, Callahan. Good on you!

Things are lookin' up.

No!

At the urging
of the Australian Parliament,

all local industry is assisting
in the militarisation of Darwin.

Even the Carney Cattle Company
has joined the w*r effort,

converting its head office,
once a proud icon of the city,

into a military headquarters.

Just days ago,
at 6:15am local time,

United States Pacific Fleet

was attacked
at Pearl Harbor, Hawaii,

by the Empire of Japan.

The United States
has joined the w*r.

As the Japanese hordes pour
southward towards Australia,

the final evacuation
of Darwin is underway.

- Hey, creamy! Creamy!

Doesn't your mummy want ya,
you filthy creamy?

- Come here! Come on.

- Come on, my child. Come on!

Creamy. Hey, creamy!

- Don't be so pig-headed,
Catherine.

- Mother!

- Mrs Fletcher, it is possible
for us to arrange someone

to do your essential job
at the Army barracks.

- I've told you,
this is my home. I'm not going.

- Hang on, love, wait!
What do you think you're doing?

Hey, come back here!

- Oh, come on, ladies, come on.

We can say our farewells
up on deck.

- Excuse me!
- Nullah!

- It's Lady Ashley.
Nullah!

- Father Benedict, deal with it!
- Nullah!

No, this is madness!

I don't want to go!

- Was she hiding a piccaninny?

- People do the most
extraordinary things.

- In times of w*r.
Missus Boss!

- These poor unfortunates
will be safe in God's hands.

- These are not unfortunates.
These are children!

These are no different

to the children you are
taking south to protect.

- Missus Boss, don't let them
take me away.

- Nullah! Nullah!
- No!

She's humiliating herself.

- Please help me!
- We've got to help her!

- Lady Ashley! Lady Ashley.
- Help me!

- This is my child.
- I understand.

- Please-- Nullah!

- You don't have an essential
job. You must evacuate--

- Missus Boss,
don't let them take me away!

The Church
has a plan for them.

- To leave those children behind
while we send ours to safety?

- Catherine, control yourself!

- How can you all
be so heartless?

Be a brave boy
for me. You be brave.

- Neil, I want you to
do something about this.

I want you to help Lady Ashley.

- Yeah, no, look,
I could probably sort it out.

- You show the ladies to their
cabins, I'll see what I can do.

Come on, ladies.
To the upper decks.

- I will come and find you,
whatever happens.

Whatever it takes, we'll be
together again, I promise.

- Come along, child.
Quickly. Quickly.

- Missus Boss.

- You be brave.

Nullah.
Come on.

- Nullah! It'll be alright.

I will find you! I will!

Nullah!

Nullah!

- And I will hear you,
my darling.

- You know, there's
a radio tower on Mission Island.

Directly in the path
of the oncoming Japanese.

Be the first place the Japs hit.

- You are monstrous.

- You know, it's not too late,
Lady Ashley.

You can sign
Faraway Downs over to me

and I can get
your little fella back.

- I want them all.

All of the children
off the island.

- You know, you suffer
from an Achilles heart.

I'll have the original contract
with the original offer

drawn up and ready.

It'll take a little while
to sort the Church out.

You get yourself
a room at Ivan's

and I'll get you a job
with Cath at HQ.

We'll do this, Lady Ashley.

After all...pride's not power.

Yeah. Pride's not power.