Marsh, we didn't even fight for Rich.
- Rich! - Take Sharnie and go!
We just left him there. We betrayed him.
[Graham groans]
[Graham] He hates me.
[Emily] I love you, Graham.
But you gotta sort yourself out.
[Sandra] You're getting an opportunity.
A port right here.
And a road leading to it.
[Sharnie] You know...
People would kill to have what you're trying to get away from.
[Colin] Why you still here, Suse?
I bought these bulls with my money. Their DNA is gonna fix our herd.
That's what I'm doing here.
What the fuck are you doing here?
[Emily] I've spent the past two decades
trying to keep Marianne Station afloat.
I'm not walking away now.
- [Sharnie] Marshall! Fuck! - Fuck.
Shit.
[Marshall] It's been Miller's operation this whole time.
Sandra's here. What deal are you doing?
[Marshall] Stay low.
- [gun fires] - [grunts]
No!
Sharnie!
- [Emily] Have you lost your mind? - Hey.
God, I love you.
But I'm not messing around anymore.
I want you. I want this station.
I won't wait forever, Em.
[Lachie] Susie, we're worth a lot of money.
Lachie, I'm worth a lot of money, too.
Your family also has a lot of debt. There's no guarantee you'll inherit.
I am the guarantee.
[Campbell] The girl's still alive.
[Emily] Patch her up. Send her to Queensland.
Wait.
Sorry, sweetheart, but he never came back for you.
[Emily] I don't want her near Marshall.
[gasps]
Why have you got Daniel's horse?
I saw it all.
Did you see who did it?
It was you.
[birds screeching, squawking]
- [metal clinking] - [snorts]
[Emily] Daniel, I... I won't let you do this.
You know, you sell to Sandra and she will burn Marianne to the ground.
The days of family-run stations are dead.
I sell, pay off the debt.
Dad gets to live the rest of his life out in luxury.
Since when did you give a shit about Colin?
You thought you were playing my family this whole time?
We had a deal to run Marianne together.
[laughs sarcastically] You believed me?
Who the fuck do you think you are?
Hodge bitch!
- [gun cocks] - Who do you think I am?
- [gun fires] - What the...
Hyah!
You fucking nutcase!
When I get back, you and my brother are gone.
You understand?
I will hunt you from this place!
[horse whinnies]
[gun fires]
- [horse whinnying] - [Daniel] Whoa!
[grunts]
[gasping]
I didn't mean to kill him.
I just wanted to scare him.
Leaving a fellow to be attacked by dogs, that's...
That's a darkness with no light.
What do you want?
That place.
Blackfellas call it a Sorry Place.
They stay away.
Before all that, it was a place of power.
There's a lot of stories out there.
- [horse snorts] - They're my stories now.
I own 'em.
They belong in here.
Okay.
New road's been coming through. Gonna stop that?
What road?
Recognize this?
Sandra.
You keep them all away,
I keep you safe.
No one comes here no more.
Or you're gone.
I'll take care of the people... the road.
And you take care of the horse.
And you forget what you saw.
Or maybe you shoot me, too?
- [indistinct chatter] - [music playing]
Yeah. Good to know.
Hello.
- Hey. Sandra. Nice to meet you. - How are you?
[in Warlpiri] Oh, there she is.
[man 1] Ribbon-cutting's up next.
[man 2] Yeah, Sandra. Ready when you're ready.
[in Warlpiri] Hey! Come over here.
What are you up to, you liar?
[in English] Thought you was working for us?
I'm working for this place.
[scoffs] I don't think so.
Her money's going to fix our houses, employ our young people.
Want to take a photo? Okay, smile.
Government don't listen to us, government don't do nothing.
This is doing something.
Providing for family, yeah?
[indistinct chatter continues]
[Keeley on TV] Leasing part of our land to Sandra Kirby
will create employment opportunities for our community.
It's not just a token gesture, but a statement.
For a better future, not just for Aboriginal people,
but for the country.
[audience applauding]
[Sandra] Uh, thank you, Keeley.
My father used to say,
"To affect change, we have to move with the times."
And that's what your community has chosen today.
- To move forward towards a united future. - [gun cocks]
[applause]
- Thank you! Thank you! - [gun fires]
[cell door buzzing]
[birds squawking]
Mr. Lawson.
[on speaker] Graham, it's Sandra.
I couldn't take that you suffering in there
once I realized your family weren't going to help you.
So you bailed me out.
Of course.
You going to jail to stand up for your family,
that shows commitment.
Misguided, maybe.
Hey, uh, Daniel wanted to help his family, too.
By selling Marianne Station to me.
- You still there? - Yeah.
I'm here.
You had no idea, did you?
Your brother and I were going to meet up,
finalize the details, but he didn't make it.
You think it was an accident, Graham?
What do you want, Sandra?
Your family left you in there to rot.
That's gotta hurt. I mean, if it was me, I'd...
I'd want to teach them a lesson.
- Goodbye, Sandra. - You call me if you want to talk.
[line disconnects]
Here we go.
- [indistinct chatter] - [grunts]
[engine turns off]
Knew you'd come.
Are you ever gonna tell me what happened out there?
I fucked up.
People got hurt.
Marsh, you're home now. And you're safe.
You know you can talk to me.
I don't really want to talk about it, all right?
All right.
Then get off your arse and you roll up your swag.
'Cause I need your help.
I'm taking some guys out to muster the top paddock.
It'll do you good.
All right, sis.
[cell phone vibrating]
[chimes]
[engine idling]
Dad! [laughs]
[Graham] Mmm!
- It's good to see you back. - Yeah, you, too.
Marsh.
Yeah.
What'd I miss?
- Ah, what didn't you miss? [laughs] - Hmm!
[door opens]
[sniffles]
[liquor splashing]
[door opens and closes]
There he is.
What do you say we celebrate your freedom?
[liquor splashing]
So, I was thinking...
I'm gonna get Marianne out of the shit you got it into.
Get rid of the circling vultures once and for all.
I'm gonna muster the whole place.
[laughs smugly]
All 60,000 head?
- Yeah. - Yeah.
Not contractors. Just our people.
You watch. It's gonna bring everyone back together again.
And then...
I want you to sign this place over to me.
- You? - Yeah.
[laughs]
Now you know that's never gonna happen, mate.
You know I put Dan in front of you.
And now I got young Marsh.
Sometimes in life, mate,
you just gotta skip the fucked-up generation.
[sniffles]
Get out to the shed.
Your brother, Dan, he just got shit done.
But you...
You were always looking for a pat on the back, weren't you?
We don't work this land for a pat on the back.
You bleed for it.
[Colin grunts]
I bled plenty, Dad.
- [groans] - [belt lashing]
Do you remember making me and Dan fight?
And you'd sit with your mates pissed, laughing?
[Colin grunts]
I left a gate open once.
And you punched me so hard, you shattered my eardrum.
[Colin grunts]
And you said to me, if I tell Mum
you're gonna crack me in the other ear.
Do you remember?
I was nine.
[Colin groaning]
- Do you remember doing this to me and Dan? - [groaning]
Marsh, let them sort it out.
Do you like that?
Dan... your golden boy son.
He was going to sell Marianne out from underneath ya to Sandra Kirby.
- Do you know that? - No!
- Fucking know that, don't ya? - [belt lashes]
[groaning]
Your perfect son was gonna stab you in the back.
[Colin breathing heavily]
He hated you.
And all I ever did was look up to you, Dad.
[groaning]
You want some more? Come on.
Let's go.
[sobbing]
[laughing]
[groans softly]
[birds screeching]
[bird squawking]
[engine turns off]
- [indistinct chatter] - Hey.
Who's this?
[engine turns off]
- Might be something. Could be nothing. - [car door closes]
[Emily] G'day, Nolan.
What's all this?
A deep, deep channel out there.
You're letting Sandra build a port on your property?
[chuckles softly]
She's gonna bend you over.
[clicks tongue]
No, no, no. Not this Blackfella, Emily.
See, Sandra's building it. I'll run it.
All the stations will run their stock through here. And guess what?
This little Black duck will be sitting right here.
Traditional Owners know about this?
Yeah. Yeah, they will.
Soon enough.
They want a piece of this, whitefellas, too, they'll all be working for me.
Yeah. Yeah, and you'll be working for Sandra.
Sandra's gonna put a road through Marianne because of this.
It's your property. Your problem.
[horse snorts]
[indistinct chatter]
[Graham] Good work getting things started.
We're mustering the whole place?
Yeah. Usually it takes ten to 12 weeks. We'll do it in seven.
We'll do the western paddocks first.
Every few days, bring 'em back to Marianne,
then we'll head back out again.
I mean, we'll clear 80 mil.
That should keep the banks off our back.
Then we modernize.
Hmm. Or we just sell off a bit if we need to.
Your pop's gonna have to keep up or he's gonna have to get out of the way.
[car door opens]
All right.
Quarantine yards are booked.
Got a ship ready to move 10,000 head to Indonesia.
Truck's ready.
Darwin by Thursday.
Four days?
Don't fuck it up, son.
[indistinct chatter]
- [indistinct chatter continues] - [Susie laughs]
No, no, no. It's over here.
All right, you know what you're doing, mate.
When did you get out?
Couple of days ago.
[Colin] He's home now, isn't he?
Not sure you are.
Dad.
Um...
Colin.
Sandra Kirby's about to cut a road through Marianne
to a port that she's building on Nolan's property.
I don't know anything about a road over my land.
No. She's a miner, so, she can do whatever she likes on your land.
- She'll have permissions. - Yeah.
Yeah, we'll bank this muster,
and she can come at me as hard as she likes.
I'm not convinced you're gonna have that kind of time, Colin.
Yeah, we'll see about that, mate.
You survived.
Yeah, I'm good.
You look good.
Hey, Mum, you're back!
You coming on the muster?
I'm letting Dad run it.
- Oh, you're letting me run it? - Yeah.
[chuckles]
I mean, I... I can lend a hand if you... If you need it.
Yeah. Thanks.
You organized all this?
Mostly.
Let 'em think they're in charge.
I'm sorting this place out.
- [horse whinnies] - Yeah?
Yeah, "let 'em think they're in charge."
You all right?
Yeah.
Okay.
- [indistinct chatter continues] - [radio static hissing]
[grunts softly]
Well, I thought you might want some company.
I'm good.
Well, maybe I need some.
[engine turns on]
I can remember the first time I took you out on a muster.
I mean, you must have been nine?
And I chuck you on this horse and he is a big beast.
Prince.
Now, do you think I could drag you off that thing?
You were like a duck to water. It was...
It was poetry.
You used to twist my ear, too.
Remember that?
I'm sorry, mate. I do.
You know, I don't need to hear a father-son heart-to-heart bullshit story
where you give me the Lawson playbook on parenting, all right?
[Graham] Hmm.
You fight your dad, I'll fight you.
My son will fight me, and we'll all be big, strong Lawson men.
Yeah.
I'm sorry that that's been the playbook until now, mate.
I really am.
And you've got every right to feel what you're feeling.
But I can't change the past.
All we can ever do is we go from now, son.
[door opens]
You have a visitor.
What are you doing here?
Marshall been for a visit?
No, rich boy left me to die.
[scoffs] Yeah.
You and me both, eh?
[chuckles]
I warned you about him.
Listen.
Sharnie, I'm, uh...
[smacks lips]
I'm really sorry...
for getting you mixed up in that bullshit.
It just sort of, like, happened, and I, um...
Yeah, it doesn't matter because, you know, I'm working.
I'm making decent coin now.
And I can get you a job, too.
Who are you mixed up with now?
[clicks tongue]
I'm working for Campbell Miller.
Are you fucking serious, Rich?
What's wrong with you? He tried to kill us.
It's business.
It's just business, baby.
Make a bit of cashola.
We can get out of here.
Be like how we was before Marshall went and fucked everything up.
What's in the past is gonna stay there, Rich.
Yeah.
No stress.
[horse snorts]
Hey!
Hey.
- [indistinct chatter] - [radio static hissing]
You okay?
I wish people would stop asking me that.
You and Pop won, all right?
I'm back in the rat's nest.
Oh, cut the bullshit, Marshall.
You're lucky to be alive.
Yep.
I'm in line to inherit a monster debt and a fucked-up legacy.
Marshall, if you don't want it, that's fine.
But Susie does.
- [imperceptible] - Your father does.
And maybe, maybe you could help us.
That'd be good.
I think you've got it in you, but no one's making you stay.
Marshall, you're part of this family.
You're part of Marianne.
No matter how much you try to fight it.
[horse whinnies]
Push that in.
Yeah. Got it.
[indistinct chatter]
What are you looking at?
Looks like a dinosaur.
- Smartass. - [chuckles]
Why don't you go do something useful?
Yes, boss.
Oi.
You're doing good.
You mustering or what?
We're ready.
[Graham] Suse, get everyone together?
- All right. - You coming?
Wouldn't miss it.
Come on, mate. Come on then.
This land here is what we make of it.
And we all care for it. We all work it.
We all gotta fight for it.
This is one of the last family-owned stations in the Top End.
And we're not gonna let
these faceless suits come and take it off us. Right?
Now there's 60,000 head of cattle out there.
We've got no contractors. It's just us.
So, we're gonna have to work fast.
We're gonna have to work as a team.
I'm relying on each and every one of ya.
Now I look at all of us together.
We're family.
And this is our way of life.
And I need youse to fight for it now.
You wanna add anything, Pop?
Don't shit near the camp.
- [laughter] - [Graham] Right. Nice.
[Graham] All right. Be smart. Be safe.
Let's have a bit of fun, too.
Come on, you lot.
Yeah!
[all cheering]
[Graham] I can get it!
- [all whooping] - [vehicle engines starting]
[men whistling]
[cattle mooing]
[men yelling indistinctly]
[whistling and yelling continues]
You got 'em, Em?
[horse whinnying]
[cow moos]
[indistinct chatter]
[Graham] Nice one, Em.
Get in there, Suse.
That's it. All right. We got 'em back.
We got 'em back.
There we go. Slow and steady.
Keep it close. Keep it close.
- [man 1] Hey! - [Susie] Hey!
[man 1] Come on!
[Graham] Marsh, fast!
We've got a breakaway! Let's go, mate!
[horse whinnies]
On his shoulder!
[cow mooing]
We're just gonna tire him out, mate. Just stay on him.
Go left. Go left.
[moos]
[cow bellows]
[Graham] You got him? Pull him in.
[cow mooing]
Come on. Quick. Quick. Quick!
Stop.
- All right, mate? - Yeah.
[Emily] Hold on, hold on. [grunts]
Yeah, you're good. Yeah.
[men yelling indistinctly]
[Graham] He's good.
- Let's get him back to the herd. - [Emily] Nice job!
[Emily] Yes!
[all laughing]
Well done!
[all chattering, panting]
Good work, Marsh!
- Well done, mate. - Good work, mate.
- Looking good, cowboy. [laughs] - Yeah, you, too.
[horse whinnies]
[men yelling]
All right, you lot, let's bring this mob home.
[laughs]
- [indistinct chatter] - [men whistling]
[engines revving]
[Colin over radio] Yeah, that's great.
Nice and slow. Easy does it.
[Graham] Shut those gates, boys.
Get those gates shut.
Quick spark. Get 'em in there.
[indistinct chatter]
[Graham] Well done, lads.
[Marshall] Hey. Here comes the old fella.
[cattle mooing]
Good work.
Yeah.
Very good work.
- And we're gonna do it all again tomorrow. - Yeah.
- [laughter] - [indistinct chatter]
[engines revving]
[indistinct chatter and laughter]
- Thanks, mate. - No worries.
[man 1 whistling]
- Hey! - [man 2] Hey!
[men whistling]
You still got it, Em.
[chuckles softly]
- Yeah? - Yeah.
I thought you were gone, Graham.
Yeah.
[cattle mooing]
Well, I realized I needed to come back and fight for this place.
Yeah.
I'm doing it for us.
[birds twittering]
[crickets chirping]
Hey. Dinner's ready soon.
- Going to stay with a mate. - What mate?
Ethan.
Hodge?
All right. Might do you good to see how the other half lives.
[classical music playing faintly]
You wrecked it with me and Susie.
I thought she broke up with you.
You know what you did. You got in my head like you always do.
Hey.
I only want what's best for you.
You know that.
Be safe.
[indistinct chatter]
[Graham] So, it's been a fucking long time.
- [woman] All right. - [Graham] Nobody laugh at me, all right.
- What's he doing? - [Graham] Hey. What did I just say?
[Susie] You're not good under pressure.
- I swing you around. Like this. - Yeah, I feel like I'm very close!
- [whip lashing repeatedly] - [people exclaiming]
[all] Hey!
[people whooping]
[Susie] Dad, you're unleashing hell.
Come on. Get in here.
- [cell phone rings] - [Susie] I need a warm-up.
[Graham] Come on. You're all right. Yeah. Warm it up.
You've always got to warm it up, mate, before you crack it.
Hello.
[Campbell] Em, it's me.
I heard the Lawsons are doing a muster.
Are you with them?
Yeah, yeah, I am. I am.
Listen, Campbell, um...
Look, I think we're done.
Uh...
I just want you to stay away from my family
and Marianne Station.
[scoffs]
Come on, Em, don't say that.
And what about us?
I'm sorry.
[line disconnects]
- [Graham] To the side. All right. - [Susie] Hang on! I've got it!
[Graham] Cut it out, you lot!
All right. That's it. Yeah.
- That's it! - [all cheer]
- [man 1] Hey! - [man 2] Hey!
- [Graham] Bravo! There she goes! - [Susie] Now I got the hang of it.
[crickets chirping]
[Graham] Em.
Look out there. Look at that.
Always watching.
I bet they're looking at you.
[laughs]
You're closest.
[both laughing]
[clicks tongue]
What happened to us, Graham?
I don't know.
Maybe fear.
I don't know. Just guess I was hiding.
Now I'm done with that.
Hi.
I know.
I really missed you.
Let's stay out here forever.
[both laughing]
- Hey. - Hmm.
Did I tell you that Sandra Kirby bailed me out?
- No. - Yeah.
In exchange for what?
She wanted me to come home and wreck the family.
[chuckling] I said, "What?"
She also told me that Dan was going to sell Marianne to her.
You believe her?
Yeah, kind of.
You know, he was acting shifty those last few months.
- Yeah. - Yeah.
She seems to think that maybe there was more to his death.
[fire crackling]
Maybe it wasn't an accident.
I need to tell you something.
I already know, Em.
I already know about Campbell Miller.
Are you still seeing him?
Okay.
Good.
Love you, Em.
[indistinct chatter, laughter]
- Ah. - [bird calling]
- Stone-curlew. - [sighs]
Yep.
The devil bird.
Blackfellas shit themselves when they hear 'em.
That right?
I was with this old stockman one time.
Tommy Angel.
Those things were screaming out all night.
Old Tommy couldn't sleep.
Convinced someone was going to die.
- [laughter in distance] - Hmm.
You don't believe that, do you?
Well, Tommy gets home,
finds out his son died in a car accident.
Yeah, you might find me arse up dead in that swag in the morning.
[chuckles softly]
See you bright and early.
[groans softly]
[birds squawking]
[horse snorts, neighs]
- Morning. - Morning.
- You good? - Yeah.
Hey.
[laughs]
Morning. I'll take that.
Good morning.
- [Susie] Morning, Mum. Tea? - Yeah. Yeah.
Morning, old fella.
Mornin'.
[kettle hissing]
Yeah.
Still a work in progress, mate.
You're not alone there.
[horse snorts]
[indistinct chatter]
[cattle mooing, grunting]
[indistinct shouting]
Get around there, son! Get around there, son!
That's it, all right, we got 'em back! We got 'em back!
[horse whinnies]
[motorcycle engine revving]
[cattle mooing]
[men whistling]
- [coughs] - Ooh, boy!
[coughing] I don't know if I'm doing it right.
You are. That's it, that'll do it!
- [coughs] - Ooh.
[rock music playing]
[exhales sharply]
My mum's a bitter bitch.
I think you've done all right out of her, mate.
If she doesn't like something, she just breaks it.
We were going good, me and Susie.
Look, man, if you want Susie, just go get her.
What's your mum going to do?
Just go tell her you want her back.
Women love that shit, bruss, it's just...
It's... it's what a real man would do.
Do you reckon?
Lachie, you're a billionaire!
Look at you! Of course, she's going to want you back.
And look, I'm her cousin, so, I'll talk her into it.
Yeah, fuck it! Fuck it!
Yeah?
Fuck it, let's do it!
All right. All right, let's do it.
- Let's do it. - For real, let's do it.
Let's do it, bruss.
Should we have one more cone before we go?
- No. - A little traveler?
- No. - A little traveler cone?
Susie. Okay, one more. Come on.
[cattle mooing]
[man 1] That's the last of them.
We'll start making preparations for tomorrow.
[Emily] Oh, man, good job.
Thing of beauty.
[Trent] You don't know what you're talking about. We spent a week bringing 'em in.
You see that?
I do.
[Emily] What's going on with Quarantine?
What do you expect me to do? We got trucks coming.
[indistinct conversation]
What's going on, Trent?
[horse whinnies]
Mr. Lawson, we got a call that bovine leucosis
- has been detected on your property. - Bullshit.
An investigation's been opened, sir.
Your station's locked down in quarantine for at least two weeks.
Until all the stock is cleared of disease.
That herd you mustered needs to be yarded now.
Campbell.
[cattle mooing]
Susie!
Susie! Susie!
You asked your mum if you could come here?
I shouldn't have listened to her.
Go home, Lachie.
I'm an idiot.
I want us back together.
I tried to call you.
Yeah, I didn't answer.
- [cattle mooing] - [Ethan muttering]
Take him home, Ethan.
Susie!
- Susie, please! - Come on, mate.
She didn't say no. Go on. Finish it up.
Any time, bruss.
[car engine revs]
This fuckin' prick.
I'll kill the bastard!
Hey, Marshall. It's-- No!
- He shot at us! - I've got this.
He's responsible for Sharnie!
- It's all right. - Man's fucking...
It's all right, mate. Just leave it.
G'day, Campbell.
Em.
[Emily] What, um...
What can we do for you?
Just here to help out. On behalf of the Cattlemen's Federation.
Well, you know that there's no infected cattle on this station.
- There are until they're cleared, Em. - [Colin] Miller.
I got trucks sitting there.
I got quarantine yards ready. Ships on their way.
Now, you want to shut me down?
I'm trying to uphold the integrity of the industry, Col.
What a load of shit.
Hey, you got an outbreak to contain. You know the rules.
Is this how you're going to do it?
You know, hold our cattle and just bleed us dry?
Maybe something's telling you lot it's time to move on, finally.
Luck's running out.
Things are changing up here.
- Bullshit. - Dad.
Oh, come on, mate.
Violence never solved anything.
Is that right?
Maybe I'll test out that little theory of yours.
Dad. It's all right, mate.
Everything all right here?
Everything's fine, as long as Mr. Lawson and company stay cooperative.
You sort this shit out.
You get these snakes off my station.
When this is over,
I'm coming for you.
You know where to find me, Em.
[bull bellowing]
[bellows]
[Lachie] Susie, please!
- Just talk to me! - Lachie, I--
- [Marshall] Oi! Get your hands off her! - I said leave it!
Get out of here. You're fuckin' pissed!
Sorry, mate, but this has nothing to do with you.
I'm not going to ask you again.
- You all right, Susie? - Yeah.
- I said fuck off! - Hey! Hey.
- Yeah? Yeah? - Marshall!
- [grunts] - Stay down!
Oi, just take your fucking dog and piss off.
- [Ethan] Yeah, mate? Come on! - [Lachie] Shut up!
- Come on! Let's go! - Hey!
- [Susie] Hey! - [grunts]
- [Susie] Marshall! - Yeah?
- [grunts] - Marshall! Leave him! Leave him!
- [both grunting] - Fuck him up, mate. Fuck him up.
- [Susie] Ethan, Ethan, help! Help! - [bull grunts]
[Ethan] All right, cut it out! Stop!
- Break it up! Enough! - [bellowing]
Susie! Let go!
[grunts]
- Susie! - Susie!
Susie. Susie.
Em! Dad!
Oh, no!
No, no, no!
Susie! Graham!
Dad!
[panicked chatter]
- [Emily] Susie! - [Marshall] Susie!
Ma.
[speaking indistinctly]
[Graham] Get her up! Marsh! Go, go, go!
Get her up. Get her up!
Get her up!
Okay, hang in there, baby.
Hang in there, baby.
Get the chopper fired up!
[breathing heavily]