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Well, look at you, my beauties.
Come on, girls.
Oh, there you go.
You are beautiful,
you are beautiful...
But you're the best.
Yeah, there you are.
Come on.
What is it, kip? What's up, mate?
In you get, kip. Come on.
Hup!
Alright, come on.
Hey, floss, come on!
Come on, girl.
Come on, come on. Good dog.
Come on, kip. Come on.
Come on.
Good boy. Hey.
How are you, col? You right?
Yeah, good.
How's my man?
Oh! Now we're into the good gear.
- Lionel. - Colin.
You mind if I just have a little...?
- No. - Thank you.
Man: G'day, col.
Matt.
Ooh! Hey.
Wow.
How do you do it, mate?
Man: Hiya, frenchie.
He's gonna be a busy boy, I reckon.
What do you mean?
See all these blokes all dressed up,
walking 'round like they run the shop?
Merino farmers.
They got millions of merino mummies
looking for the absolute best...
Daddies, kalgan horns,
so they can have millions of adorable,
little, delicious babies.
Girl: We can have merinos on our farm!
Nah, nah, we're not merino.
Merinos are...
Well, if you're gonna farm sheep...
All: Farm a real sheep.
Lionel: You see, maddie, you have to understand,
merinos are like beer.
Kalgan horns are like champagne.
You never struck me as the champagne type, Lionel.
I dunno. Rum and coke, then.
Frenchie: Kalgan horns are more like a craft beer,
you know, smaller vats, select ingredients.
I'm trialling organic hops this year, actually.
Oh, you can feed it to your llamas.
Alpacas. They're alpacas.
Hmph.
Righto.
Lionel: Yeah, it's a fine ram, alright.
Be a close call, I reckon.
Hey, hey, hey! Hands off, mate.
Woman: Jackson.
All those breeders registered?
Er, yeah, yeah. All here.
Um, actually, I haven't got, er...
Oh!
I'll register les for you, shall I?
Yeah, no worries.
Thanks, mum!
Jackson: One, two, two.
Oki
this is the one we've all been waiting for, folks -
the kalgan horn ram judging,
the Tom stocks memorial cup.
That's my old man.
Uh, yeah.
Judging today is the new district vet Kat O'Connell,
who is from dorset in the uk,
which is home fo the kalgan's ancestor sheep,
the dorset horn.
Oh, and sal too.
She's, er... She's the apprentice.
So... yeah, anyway, er...
Hang on a tick.
Oh, hey, steady on, frenchie!
Kalgan horn were first bred by the grimurson family
in the plantagenet region in 1924,
thriving in the wet winters
and particularly able to survive through the hot, dry summers.
Kat: Come on up.
/t is so well-suited fo our unique microclimate
that it is bred nowhere else in the Southern hemisphere.
Or can be joined with a short-wool/...
Great.
Oh, you're gorgeous. “What's that?
I was talking to my sheep.
I'd like to see a little less square in the nose.
I mean, it's acceptable but...
Pretty good for a llama, but.
With the muzzle, it needs to be like a mandarin rind.
You want it rough and a little bit loose.
Don't we all?
Yeah, nothing. All good. Sorry.
Not appropriate.
Jackson: Oa!
Unlu... unlucky, mum.
See ya, frenchie.
Jackson: Ooh, there goes frenchie.
- What? No! - No!
Down to the final three, folks.
Wouldn't we all love fo lake the champion ram home today
and put him over one of our ewes, eh?
Well, you need to pay for the privilege
and the winning breeder will make sure of that
ah! Bad luck, Lionel.
No surprises here, ladies and gents.
The grimurson brothers find themselves
the last two standing yet again.
You get one of their lads over your ewes,
theyll be pinging lambs back at you
left, right and centre, no worries.
The muscling in this hindquarter,
it's..
Unsurpassed.
A lot of meat on that carcass.
Great carcass, mate. Good job.
Ok.
Jackson: And les grimurson is the winner!
You little ripper!
Jackson: I'll get it.
There you go. Yeah, no worries.
G'day, can I just get a pot of this
and a summer breeze, a pink one, please?
Thank you. Thanks very much.
Here we go.
Angela, Sally, at the bar.
- Oh, hey. - I saw you at the show.
- Yeabh. - Boyd.
- Oh, yeah. Sally. - Lovely to meet you, Sally.
- Yeah, you too. - You local?
Fergo: Oh-ho! That's rough.
He's a real heartbreaker, your boy.
Chip off the old block, eh?
I meant you, not stocksy.
Not that he wasn't... You know, I was...
It's fine. Don't worry about it.
Oh, come on, col. Cheer up. “What?
You're a shoe-in next year, mate, I reckon.
Frenchie: It's just that hindquarter muscle, mate.
That was the only difference.
I reckon he knows that, mate.
Yeah, I know he knows that. I'm just tryin'...
Righto.
- Righto. - Lionel: Righto.
- Hey. - What have you got there, mate?
Oh, I just, er... they're...
I... I just drink 'em sometimes, so...
Fergo: "I just drink 'em sometimes."
- Stop it! - Just leave him alone.
- What? - Cheers, darlin'.
Hey, Jacko, I drink 'em too, mate.
Angela: Leave him alone!
So what's the story
with this hindquarter muscle, then, eh?
Hmm? Come on.
Let's have a look at you. Come on, mate.
Yep.
What is this?
Ohh! Oh, g...
Mate, we gotta go.
Come on. Good boy.
Come on. Yeah, we gotta get outta here.
We gotta get this off you. Whoa.
Oh, whoa. No, mate, wait.
It's ok.
It's alright.
Hey, mr grimurson.
It's sal.
- Sally. - Huh?
Gary and Susan's oldest.
She in?
Good morning!
I was just thinking about you.
Were you?
You're a welcome distraction from faecal samples.
Uh...
Ah, here.
Um, thank you, Colin, for this.
Uh, you're right.
The writing's not gonna set the world on fire,
but that stuff about your family,
the grimurson family, that's, er... quite a saga.
What's up?
Ll es's ram.
I think it has ojd.
Johne's disease?
No, Colin. I don't think you need to worry about that.
He has all the symptoms.
Um, listen, do you want anything,
a tea or a juice or...?
No. No, thanks.
Kat: As far as I know,
you've never, ever had ojd in this part of the world.
And don't forget, I had a good look at that ram.
Colin: But you were judging.
You... you were looking for different things.
Would you like me to have another look?
I could talk to les.
Would you?
You two haven't spoken in 40 years.
Why start now?
If it is ojd, what are the chances
that both our flocks are infected?
I don't think it is ojd.
Right.
Ta.
Les: What a load of crap. Who gave you that idea?
Alright, so we get the results within 48 hours.
You don't need 48 hours.
I can tell you now it's bullshit.
Kat: Just doing my job, les.
Les: It's bullshit, isn't it, mate?
She wouldn't know what she's on about.
Kat: We'll take good care of him.
Come on, kip.
Come on, mate. You're alright.
Alright, mate, there we go.
There you go. Yep.
Cop that, ya sneaky bastard!
Ojd?!
Les: Bullshit, it's ojd!
You're a sore loser, you miserable prick!
_0i! Coll
les: You're as weak as piss!
Weak as piss.
Eh, col, get out here!
You want 'em to kill my ram.
Ya think you can do that?
Murderer!
Come out here, you weak prick.
Shot your boot!
Shot your boot.
Yeah...
_oh!
Bugger, shit, damn, poop, cack, robb's jetty.
- Lionel. - Eh.
- Brang the young fella along. - Hey.
So what's this about?
Oh, you know, just a bit of, um, target practice last night.
- Lionel: So are you sure? - Colin: What?
Lionel: Les's ram, are you sure it's ojd?
No, I'm... look.
I'm not an expert. Kat's the expert.
Don't whip it around. Just hold it steady.
Shit, if we got ojd in the valley...
You lot on the east side, you don't have to worry.
Mate, that creature's already been joined up
with half me ewes, same as Bob's.
Js every sign reads misery for me
js down this one-way street
js no detour signs
for me
j loneliness... j
kip, come on!
Kip!
Come on, dog.
Js no end in sight.../
go to les.
Les: What have you got there, floss?
Come on.
Bullshit.
You were right. It's ojd.
Yeah, I'm so sorry, Colin.
I should have, um...
The department.
I'm so sorry. I've only just found out about this myself.
They, um... they need access to the farm.
Newsreader on radio: Plantagenet sheep farmers
have been shocked by the discovery
of a highly infectious disease
on a stud farm near mount barker.
Ovine johne's disease, or ojd,
is caused by bacteria
attacking the lining of the gut.
The disease has been present
in other parts of the country,
but until now there hasn't been an outbreak
in western Australia.
Affected sheep can no longer absorb nutrients
and ultimately starve to death.
Ojd has the potential fo be especially devastating
in the mount barker region,
with its unique heritage breeds and higher rainfall.
The department of agriculture's infectious diseases team
has travelled fo the plantagenet region
to carry out further testing
in the hope of containing the outbreak.
An emergency bio-control plan
has been put in place for the entire valley
and local farmers have been ordered
to slaughter their sheep.
It's a cruel blow for a community still recovering
from a fatal bushfire two years ago
which took the life of top breeder Tom stocks.
Col.
So what do we do now, you know?
- Like, I mean do we... - There's no fighting it.
That's it, mate. Done deal.
Yeah, I know, but they found, like, what?
Only 20-odd head infected on two farms?
I mean, mine were clear.
Yeah, it's the contact between farms.
It's it's...
Well...
They don't muck around with this stuff.
They're taking the whole bloody valley. That's it.
Les: Why don't they take us while they're at it?
- Finish the job. - Frenchie: Look, let's not...
I think we need to trust the department.
Oh, the bloody department!
Yeah, I mean, them?
That pommy vet, she's bloody useless.
They don't know, do they?
They just... they just come down here and...
Jackson, be a darl?
It's overkill, obviously.
Fergo: Well, they don't care, do they?
Easier to wipe out our whole valley
than risk it finding its way to their precious merinos.
Even then, you'd think there'd be a bit of leeway
for such a rare breed.
I mean, the entire breeding stock.
They're not pandas, mate.
- I'm not saying that... - It's overkill.
But the decision's been made. We can't fight bureaucracy.
Les: Bullshit.
They can decide all they want.
They're not taking my sheep.
You don't have a choice, les. They're gonna come and take 'em.
Oh, you go on and do whatever you want, the lot of you.
Yeah, go on! Obey orders from bloody bureaucrats.
But not me. Not my flock.
No, no. No.
Here, Jacko.
Uh, Colin, this is Brian de vries.
Yeah, I know. From the department.
- What are you up to? - Hey?
- What are you working on? - Oh.
You know, I was just fixing a board on my deck there
and I saw some dry rot in a stump.
Next thing you know, you're drawing up plans
and this and that.
De vries: Full Reno, eh?
Been there.
Good timing. “What?
I mean, you know, you got plenty of time now.
You know, now...
Well, you won't have any sheep to...
Sorry.
Colin, we need to run you through
the decontamination process.
Yeah, right.
All this old wool, obviously, um...
Rags and, um, bits of old hessian sacks,
they'll have to be burned.
You'll be fully reimbursed, though,
of course, for everything.
Oh! Things like this, old tools.
Um...
The worst of the porous wood, that'll have to go.
You can hold onto all this.
Kettle. Kettle should be fine.
Actually, the whole place is in pretty good Nick.
Steel cladding -
just needs a good clean.
Bad luck for you.
Eh?
Oh, we do new for old, so...
Like next door here, your brother's shed.
It's an absolute wreck.
Old and rotten.
Whole thing's gotta go, get replaced.
Brand-new shed.
He'll be laughing.
Hey, retro.
Colin: Grandfather built this shed.
Him and his brother, 90-odd years ago,
from timber they milled themselves,
from trees they felled when they cleared the land here.
Yeah, you had to in those days.
I reckon we spent half our lives in here.
Bit easier now though, eh?
You know, there's a bloke in town...
You know what his job is?
He installs sheds. Yeah.
He doesn't build you a shed.
He installs a shed,
prefabricated from...
A factory somewhere.
China probably. Hmm.
I'll get you his number, eh?
Dickhead.
Anyway, the transport should be here Friday,
fingers crossed.
Been an absolute nightmare trying to find stock trucks.
No-one wants to touch these sheep.
The department is setting up a facility
to... deal with them humanely.
- A facility? - De vries: Oh, yeah, yeah.
Don't get me started. That's a whole 'nother headache.
I tried to tell Perth.
Finding someone to process these sheep,
I mean, they have no idea, no idea.
They were raised here. I raised them.
They will rest on this land.
Kat: Colin, you know there's counselling.
Failing that, I'm always up for a cuppa.
A cup of wine, preferably.
I wish...
No, it's fine.
It's fine. It's ok.
Ok.
You know, these people...
It means everything to them.
No reception!
You just forget
what it's like out here, don't you?
Yeah, you do.
Hup!
Hup! Hup!
Get up there.
You're beautiful...
And you're beautiful...
And you're beautiful.
- No! - Man: Les!
Les: Mate, no.
Man: Come on, les.
- Les: I don't give a toss! - De vries: Les...
Les: I don't give a toss what your piece of paper said.
- De vries: Can we get some... - Man: Alright, alright.
- Man 2: Come on, les. - De vries: We talked about this.
Les: Take your truck and piss off!
No, don't, don't! Let... let go of me.
- Les: Don't, you bastards! - Man: It's alright.
Les: Let go of me!
- Alright, can we just... - Please!
- We've talked about this. - Please, I'm begging you.
Please, don't take 'em, mate.
They're mine! They're mine!
No!
Les: They're mine!
I hope boxing doesn't run in the family.
Yeah, go!
Oh, Colin.
Colin, I...
Oh, no, that's not... no!
You can't do that. That's not on, that's not on.
Over here, see this? What do we, er... what do we...
Can we... we've got a situation here!
You have to do what they say.
Then in two years...
- Col. - Lionel.
You right?
Yeah.
You just seen him?
Yeah, he asked me who my mob was.
- Righto. - Righto.
So the good news is that all the sheep that you...
That were slaughtered, uh, are covered.
And you'll see here,
this is what we call product loss compensation.
So that's based on your average income
over the last three years.
Just in case you're wondering, though,
it's only a two-year deal.
We're not gonna pay you to do nothing forever.
Um, and so if you comply
with the solil-testing schedule,
then after two years you can apply to restock.
But, er...
Mm, yeah, absolutely no more funny buggers.
Ok? You gotta follow the rules, basically.
Um, ok, any questions? Feedback?
Feedback?
Questions?
Where do I sign?
Oh, I just have to run you through all your other options.
The buyback scheme is actually quite generous.
- I'm not selling up. - Well, ok, but I do...
- I am legally obliged to... - I won't sell my land.
I think you'll find that if you have a look
at the rate of compensation being offered, it...
Oh, no! Wow! Ok, great.
That's good. That's your autograph down the bottom.
Great. Oh, oh, there is actually one other thing.
I was wondering if you could help us
communicate with les.
- Les grimurson. - House next to mine.
Yes, well, I mean,
he's not really communicating with us.
Well, you're brothers, aren't you?
Yeah.
No, we haven't spoken either for...
Quite a while now.
Right, well, he needs to start
decontaminating the shed, the...
Everything, actually.
I mean, if he doesn't start burning soon,
then it'll be summer.
You see, in summer,
it's a total fire ban around here.
No kidding.
Soon. Well, not soon. Now actually. Asap.
Otherwise, it's six months until the end of summer.
So if he doesn't start, he'll hold everybody back.
In six months, you, everybody will be held back.
And so you need...
Well, we need to communicate that to him.
Thank you!
J' black coffee, ooh
js is my name
j' black coffee, black coffee
j is not a thing
j' black coffee, ooh-ooh
js freshly ground and fully packed
j' black coffee, black coffee
j' that's where it's at and I know
js way back yonder... jj
hmm.
Hey, floss!
Flossie, come on!
Js you see my skin is white
js but my soul is black
j hot black coffee, that's where it's at...
> Black coffee
that's what I mean how
black coffee
that's what I want... j
man on radio: And we're in for another
beautiful mount barker summer's day.
32 degrees sometime this arvo,
hot and dry right through fo the end of the week.
Ooh, probably even the end of the month.
Right now it's 29 degrees,
the wind's out of the nor'-northeast
and we have 75% humidity.
Time to check your bushfire plan
and if you're a brigade volunteer...
Ah, you won't want this, mate.
Right now it's 15 after the hour
so keep your dial right where it is
as the hits just keep on coming.
It's another beautiful Sunday.
Ah. Oof!
Js Sunday morning, up with the lark
js I think I'll take a walk in the park
j hey, hey, hey, it's a beautiful day
js I've got someone waiting for me
js and when [I see her, I know that she'll say
js hey, hey, hey... j
it's a beautiful day... j
- good morning, my lovelies! - > Hi, hi, hi
I beautiful Sunday... j
here we go. Here we go.
Oh, yeah!
Oh, my lovely girls. Lovely, lovely girls.
Ooh-ooh. Ooh, I love you.
Js when you said, said, said
js sard that you love me
js oh-oh-oh, my, my... j
it's a beautiful day... j
oh, no. Get her, kip! Get her!
Come on, come on. 'Round you go.
Bring her in. Get behind, get behind.
Good dog.
Away you go, away you go! Bring her in. Good dog.
Get... yep. Good, good.
Oh, come on. Stop muckin' around.
Bring her in, kip! Come on. Kip...
Stop muckin' around!
Bring her in, bring her in!
Oh! Come on.
Js hey, hey, hey
- I it's a beautiful day... j - Good girl. Go on.
Nothing out here for you, darling.
=> hi, hi, al... js you're a good girl.
I beautiful Sunday... j
js this is my... j
as for you...
- Dj: Thanks so much to Bob... - Colin: Oh, yeah.
For giving us such a happy start to the day.
That's my boy.
- Lel's keep things going... - Righto.
With a tune for all the lovers out there.
Hey, boy... > -
js to me, you're just a playboy
never mean a word... j
js you say, boy... j
you'll be right, mate. Any day now.
Js so afraid you'll go away and leave me lonely
js why, girl... j
nice and quiet. Here we go.
Yep, come on.
Yep. Away we go. Come on. Come on.
That's it. Good girls. Come on.
Yep, very good. Come on.
Get some fresh air in you.
That's it. Yeah.
I know where there's some lovely grass.
Away we go.
Alright, ladies.
You have a delightful evening, alright?
And you know what to do.
Good dog.
See ya later.
Whoa!
Colin: Ohh...
Oh, sorry, mate. Am I keeping you up?
Hold still, lachy.
Nothing we haven't done before.
On, f...
Quiet, girls.
Les: Hey, Santa!
Just a pop-in, is it, Santa?
No pop-in for poor old les, eh?
Les has been a naughty boy, I reckon.
Merry bloody Christmas.
Oh, is that it, Santa? I've been naughty?
Oh, I've been so naughty!
Lionel: Here he is!
Lionel.
Didn't know if you'd be stocked up for Christmas
so I got you a little somethin'.
Oh, mate.
Huh.
- Sorry, mate. - You smell that?
Bloody... smells like sheep.
Yeah, I can smell that.
- Yeah, mm. - Yeah, no, it's...
- It's... it's on the lamb. - Nah, nah, it's...
Lanolin.
Yeah. Sorry about that.
Yeah.
You might want to put him in the fridge, eh?
It's pretty whiffy. Yeah.
You got any cool drinks or anything?
Nah, nah.
Sorry, Lionel.
What you been getting up to, then?
Oh, this and that.
No-one's seen you in weeks.
Yeah.
Nah.
Les: Oi, Santa!
Get out of the way. You're spoilin' my view.
See ya, mate!
See ya, mate.
It stinks like sheep, eh?
You could've warned me.
Genius.
Your loss, mate.
You're gonna miss the show.
There you go.
A little love action.
J' deck the halls with boughs of Holly
j fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
js 'tis the season to be jolly
j fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
Don we now... j
evening, all.
J troll the ancient yuletide Carol
j fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
js see the blazing yule before us
j fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
js strike the harp and join the chorus
- I fa-la-la-la-la... » - Go on, mate. Don't be shy.
J fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
js fast away, the old year passes
j fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
js hall the new year, ye lads and Lasses
j fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
js sing we joyous all together
j fa-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la
js heedless of the wind and weather
j fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
=p deck the halls
js with boughs of Holly
j fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
js 'tis the season to be jolly
j fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
js Don we now our gay apparel
Colin.
That smell!
I mean, can you not smell it?
There's a god-awful stench coming from your bin.
That's... that's prawns.
Yeah. Bugger.
Um...
Sorry, it's late, but...
Just...
Oh, merry Christmas and all.
Yeah, no, l... I'm not... I'm not...
I'm not really a wine drinker.
Ok.
Noted.
Um...
Listen, I'm dying to see what you've done in there.
What?! Your renos.
Oh! Um...
Ooh, what's kip doing?
What's she up to?
Oh, my goodness!
Oh, he's just drunk. That's all.
Oh!
He's burned to a crisp.
He must've been out here all day.
- Could've been. - Oh, god.
He's absolutely on fire.
Colin, help me.
“Oh.
Oh, well.
Kat: One, two...
What are you doing?
Let's take him to his place.
No, Colin! Yours is closer. Come on.
Ooh!
Ow.
- Oh! - Here.
Oh, get off!
Jesus Christ, Colin!
It is ridiculous!
I mean, what happened with you two?
He's your brother and you can't even...
You don't always need things to happen.
Peop...
People are just... different.
Oh-ho-ho!
Yeah, well, you're different, alright.
Ohh...
You wanna go and wet some towels?
Right, yeah.
Yeah.
Oh, that's it.
Yeah. That's it, mate.
Now go on, go on.
Yes! Yeah, yeah.
Yeah! Good.
- Kat: You know, he's too hot. - Huh?!
I think we're just gonna have to put him straight in the...
Bath.
Colin?
Kat: Colin!
Colin!
Sorry, I was just, um...
Yep. Yep.
Righto.
- I've got this. - Yep.
- Put this there. Yeah. - Alright. Good.
On his... on his head. Yeah, he should be...
He'll be right.
Yeah.
Oh, my god.
Oh, yeah.
Yeah, temperature's coming down... at least.
He'll just need to... Sleep off the booze now.
Colin: Yeah.
Yeah.
Alright, um... um...
Um...
Colin: So...
Thanks for popping by.
Oh... bloody pipes again.
You wouldn't believe the plumbing in this place.
So, um... how about that cuppa?
Kat: Has he been this bad before?
Colin: Oh, a long time ago.
But, yeah, oh, yeah.
He had a bit of a...
Bit of a rough trot there for a while.
Things weren't easy for him.
Anyway, you don't want to hear me rabbiting on.
Sorry. I hope you don't think I'm prying.
No. No dramas.
"No dramas."
Oh, I used to love how Australians said that.
It's probably why ['ve travelled halfway across the globe.
"No dramas."
Well...
Colin: So why did you come across...
Kat: Sorry. Don't feel you have to...
I know I sounded mysterious. It wasn't intentional.
I hate it when people do that.
Yeah, but I... I...
I want to know about...
You and stuff.
You've never...
Have any women ever made it out here?
Yeah, one or two, but, um...
He'd scare them away.
Plus the bag of rotten prawns at the bottom of the stairs.
That never helped much either.
Js peace on earth and mercy mild
Of the skies
js with angelic host proclaim
Christ is born in Bethlehem
js hark! The herald angels sing
js glory to
js the newborn king. J
J oh, the kids are hanging stockings
js and there's one for me and you
js Santa's wearing moleskins
js and a shirt of faded blue
js the kitchen table's loaded with ham and chicken too
js welcome all the neighbours in
js we're puttin' on a do
js oh, there's gonna be dancing and singin'
js at the old homestead tonight
js gonna be Carols ringin'
js through the warm Australian night
j dance on the homestead verandah
js to an old-time fiddle tune
js there's gonna be an old-time party
js with Christmas comin' soon
js oh, there's gonna be an old-time party
js with Christmas comin' soon. J
dj on radio: That was slim dusty
with 'Christmas on the station'
a bit of an obvious choice today.
But in this heat, you might want
fo give that second serving of Christmas pudding a miss.
Oh, good! You're good.
Alright, mate.
Yeah. Oh.
What a night, eh?
A bit of drama, bit of romance.
Eh?
“May: Ok, pull.
Hey!
- Girl: What did you win? - It's a...
Oh.
- It's a sheep. - Yay.
- Angela: Hi, Sally. - Hey.
- You're working here as well? - Nah, just here.
The timing's a little bit off for becoming a vet nurse.
Turns out you need animals for that.
- Angela: Oh, I'm sorry. - What? Did Kat lay you off?
No, no, no. It's not her fault.
Actually, she's got something
lined up for me in Perth next year.
Perth? How long for?
Er, like, for long or are...
Fergo: No, you won't be back.
Once you're used to all the nightclubs,
you'll be breaking hearts all over the place, won't ya?
Ok, well, I'll be back in a tick to take your order.
Alright.
Um, actually...
We're, um...
We're moving on too.
Lionel: Hey? “What?
May: I mean, for us, it's take this offer now
or hand over to the banks later on.
We don't really see it as a choice, with all the debit.
- Where you going? - Katanning, for now.
- Seasonal stuff. - Lionel: Katanning?
You're working with merinos?
We gotta do something,
sitting around for two years with no sheep.
And that's if ojd doesn't come back.
- No, that's not gonna happen. - Fergo: Who says?
The pommy vet? That ag department bloke?
He wouldn't know his arse from his farrr...
Canal.
Alright, girls, why don't you go outside
and play on the bouncy castle?
Grrr!
They had ojd in tassie.
Three times they slaughtered in 10 years.
I mean, maybe this is the kick up the bum
some of us need, you know?
It's not like it's raining cash with heritage breeds.
But that's exactly why we need to think outside the box.
- You know, diversify. - You and bloody llamas.
Alpacas, mate. They're alpacas. You know that.
They're the only things that made me a profit this year.
- Righto. Settle down. - I'm staying, for now at least.
Been offered a job.
Oh, yeah? Yeah.
Well, the ag department mob cleared out and...
But they still need people to test and that.
What, you're working for them pricks?
Mate, you're working with merinos.
At least they're sheep, not bloody alpacas.
- I mean llamas. - Oh, shut up!
- Don't get all cut. - Frenchie: I'm done with you.
You're always pushing and giving me grief
just 'cause I'm giving it a go.
You're all cut, are you? Yeah!
At least I'm trying, mate. Look at you.
What do you do? You give up! I mean, think of your kids.
- You're bloody gutless! - Angela: Now, boys...
Angela: Stop it, boys. Boys!
May: Fergo, sit down!
Let's not do this. Let's just not.
Sit down.
We haven't made a decision yet.
Let's just be honest.
People are gonna leave. You can't blame 'em.
And then what?
No more footy team, no more fire crew.
I mean, huh, no more fire crew!
What are we gonna do next Christmas?
If Lionel has to move away,
then we'll be struggling to find a Santa claus.
Oh, I don't know about that.
Hmph!
Oh, just the man I'm looking for. Ha!
Ok. Er, that's $81.60.
- Thank you. - Merry Christmas.
Yep.
You're a hard man to get hold of.
Oh, yeah? Yeah.
I tried calling,
tried popping in, a couple of times.
Oh, yeah?
Righto.
I was, um...
Oh, I'll be back.
Oh, actually, do you mind, um,
the goats cheese, just pop it in the fridge?
Just, yeah... wait.
Yeah, just until I... come back.
Uh, like I was... oh, sorry.
Like I was saying, mr grimurson, I need to talk to you.
- Were ya? - Sorry?
I don't remember you saying that.
It's this business with your brother.
I'm sure you know he hasn't really been cooperative.
And it's a bit of a worry, to be honest. A real worry.
He's the only one who hasn't cleaned, hasn't burned a thing,
and he's gonna set the whole valley back.
Well, you know this.
Anyway, the thing is I checked the papers
and as far as we can see, les doesn't own his land.
It's entirely in your name.
Would you care to...
You know, what's that about, then?
Dad left the farm to me, only me.
But before mum died, I promised her that...
Les could live in the old house.
So...
Well, how did he end up with half the bloody...
Right.
Ok, I've tried to be...
You know, about the whole thing,
but this means that you're responsible for him.
If he doesn't want to follow the rules,
it's you that's...
When I fill the forms out,
it won't be his name on there.
It'll be yours is what I mean.
- Yeah, mate, I got it. - Ok.
You wanna keep the farm? Talk to your brother.
Where you gone, kip? Kip, kip?
Oh, yeah. Good dog. Come here.
Take this to les, can you? Take it to les.
Go on. Les.
Oh, shit.
Wait. Wait!
Kip!
Ahh!
Here you are, girls.
You're gonna love this.
Les: Oj
oi! Col!
Les: Oil what's all this crap?
Hey?
What do you think, you can tell me what to do?
Eh? Eh?
That's not how it works, little brother.
Open the door or I'll kick it in!
You think I'm gonna listen to you?
You think I'm gonna listen to you, ya weak prick?
You know what you can do with your letter?
You can wipe your arse with your bloody letter!
You weak prick.
It's not yours. It's mine!
It's mine!
Daddy's little boy.
Ya prick.
He was always a weak prick.
Hmm.
Oh!
Er, mr grimurson?
Ahh!
Mr grimurson!
Sorry, I just, er...
Mum said to tell you that he's got alcohol withdrawal,
that he'll be in there another week maybe.
You know, I can give you a hand.
Not with the...
With the shed. I mean, you know, the clean-up.
Not the... god.
A week, you say?
Nah, I'll be right. I can do it.
Yeah, yeah.
Hey, um...
You're not leavin', right?
Taking an offer?
What do you reckon?
Um... no?
Yeah, I... don't wanna leave either.
But everyone else is moving to Perth.
Oh, not just Perth. I mean, people are moving everywhere.
Some people are going to Perth, not all, just...
People who want to be vet nurses.
Yeah, anyway, I just, er...
I just wish things were normal again.
Look, um...
That support beam in there, maybe it is a two-man job.
Yeah. All good.
I'll see you tomorrow, then?
Yeah.
Um... up here, not down at my place.
Yeah, all good.
Woman: There you go, nice cup of tea.
Newsreader: Bushfires which are threatening homes
on the outskirts of Albany.
Dozens of residents have been ordered fo evacuate
and authorities have transported 100 tourists
visiting the local attraction, whale world, to safety.
Conditions are expected...
G'day.
Hey, mate.
Three, two, one.
Newsreader: Firefighters in the great Southern
have been stretched fo the absolute limit,
battling as many as 50 blazes across the region.
The biggest, near Albany,
prompted emergency warnings overnight,
with lives and property under threat
that fire remains out of control
and is moving quickly in a northerly direction,
threatening homes and lives in the shire of plantagenet.
Career firefighters are currently battling the Blaze
and local brigades are on standby...
Hey, col.
Colin: Yep.
Newsreader: The weather outlook has been described
as extremely dangerous, with a total...
Ohh...
- Ta, love. - Woman: Yep. See you, les.
Colin: Alright, girls.
I reckon you might have a couple on the go there.
And how about you, my love?
Oh, yeah, you too, eh?
Colin: Mate, I'm proud of you.
All the girls are up the duff.
It's a good job. Well done.
And now that's it for you, ok? Put it away.
“Oh I
Angela on radio: All fire-fighting units in
the kalgan river area are called fo woogenellup road north.
I repeat, all firefighting...
Newsreader on radio: Fires swept through farming land
close to Albany
while at lower kalgan, a house and four chalets
have been destroyed.
With so many fires burning
and wind gusts reaching 80 kilomelres...
See ya, girls. You be good now.
Newsreader: ..Seems certain to get worse.
One such fire is heading fowarads mount barker...
Ok, mate, you gotta make this last.
I might be a while.
Newsreader: Mobilised in an effort to save the town.
The biggest threat fo residents and firefighters
is smoke inhalation.
And if you're in this area, you too are in danger.
Do not attempt fo evacuate as it's now too late
and the roads in the plantagenet region
are no longer safe.
Angela: The back-burn here's been great. Good work.
Now, the wind's not a huge problem right now,
but you know what it's like.
It can crank up, get gusty.
Jackson, mate, you gotta prime that back-up tank.
Right, col, just keep goin' on this flank.
- Thanks. - Colin: Right.
Alright, you two, I know it's tempting,
but don't go too deep along this section.
We've got 10, maybe 15 minutes, right?
Buddy up, stay hydrated.
- Did you catch that? - Nup.
Albany crew's caught on the old road.
We're not gonna stop this one.
But with our back-burn here along this wedge,
we might be able to stop it getting to town, maybe.
Ok. You good?
- Yeah, I'm good. - Alright, good.
Man: Come on.
I'm down to 416 on Marion, 416 on Marion.
Chuck it in the side, spin it "round.
It's madness him being here. When did he get back?
I'm not sure. Maybe... maybe this morning.
I don't know.
Angela: Well, keep an eye on him, eh? Silly bugger.
It's gonna get worse before it gets better.
Angela on radio: All units, fall back
and stay vigilant for spot fires.
I repeat, all units, fall back, stay vigilant for spot fires.
Angela on radio: Fire front approaching!
All units, fall back!
I know what you got in your house.
They're mine!
You stay away.
Stay away!
When did he get here?
Jackson: I dunno.
I only saw him, like, a couple hours in.
Righto, everyone, I just spoke to regional.
They're still at it up the coast,
but with the wind change,
it doesn't look like it'll flare up this end again.
Everyone, pack it in.
Let's see you back here tomorrow for mop-up.
Well done.
Righto.
Hey, col, I reckon you should just take it easy.
No, no, I'm good. Thanks, mate.
Think he's alright?
Old fellas like that...
The way he's looking,
sniff a bit of burnt toast tomorrow morning
and, bang, gone.
You reckon?
Nah, mate. Just sayin'.
Oh, good, good...
Angela on radio: All kalgan river firefighting units
report fo woogenellup road north for mop-up.
Repeat, all kalgan river firefighting units
report to woogenellup road north for mop-up.
All kalgan river firefighting units
report to woogenellup road north for mop-up.
Repeat, all kalgan river firefighting units
report to woogenellup road north for mop-up.
Over.
Oh, for the love of god.
Kat, I can't chat. I'm sorry, I'm... I'm...
Yeah, heard about yesterday.
How are you faring?
Yeah, nah, I'm, er...
I'm fine.
Thought so. Thought I'd pop over anyway.
- Yeah. - Hey.
I reckon you could do with one.
Oh, no, no, no. I'm right. Thanks.
Oh, Colin, give yourself a break
after what you went through yesterday.
Oh, for Christ's sake, Kat!
I just... l just don't want you
checking up on me all the bloody time.
You selfish old bastard.
You are sick of me checking up on you
all the time, are you?
Asking how you are, if you're ok?
Well, I'm just fine, I'm bloody fine,
in case you were wondering.
I'm... I'm tickety-boo. You know, no dramas here.
Why would there be?
God, I'm an idiot.
What is wrong with me?
I wanted someone to talk to and who do I turn to?
A mute.
You can't even talk to your own brother
and he's right there.
He's just there.
Oh, god, what did I...
You're a sad old man
and all you can think about is your dead bloody sheep.
And it's not even...
You're not ever, ever gonna change.
I wanted to!
I didn't wanna be this...
Sad...
Kat: That's one hell of a fire, isn't it?
Colin: Yeah.
You know, my grandfather spent
his first few summers up there.
Just a few head of stock. Pretty tough country.
That's why they reckon our bloodline's so strong.
That's the sheep, obviously.
Kat: Oh, I don't know.
You're doing alright... For an old fella.
The thing is he went up there with his sheep
because there'd been a fire through there
not long before.
Big fire, all along the Ridge,
down to the beach on the other side.
He knew that after a fire,
green shoots everywhere, the bush is never lost.
Is this still the same fire, the smoke?
Yeah, the wind's changed.
Oh, bloody wallabies. They'll overrun the place.
Colin...
Better get a wriggle-on, eh?
You kept some.
- In your house! - Oh!
Kat, what are you doing?
No.
You stay there.
No.
They're not infected. They're fine.
Kat, please, please, please.
I had to.
I know you did.
Yeah, I'm on call today. Fire and shit.
You what?!
Hey.
Mr grimurson,
I've been authorised to inspect your property.
Just have a look through this approval form...
He gets it!
Is it true?
Man: No sheep.
A lot of air freshener, though. Did you notice that?
What's all that about, huh, all the air freshener?
Where are they, Colin?
Nup, nothin'.
You smell all that air freshener?
That's not a coincidence.
Search the property, every last inch.
- You didn't know about this? - Excuse me?
You and him, you're... friendly.
No, I did not know about this.
Well, either way, he's done it now.
Violation of the terms. He'll lose this place.
He thinks he can hide it with some air freshener
like no-one would notice?
First thing I noticed.
Did you really have to?
I mean, the whole valley?
Every last one? Yes!
This is the way, I mean...
I'm not the bad guy.
Ojd, that's the bad guy.
We're the...
And him, he's...
He's the bad guy. We're trying...
We need to get rid of this disease and he's just...
I think I've been pretty...
And everyone's just...
We find those sheep, he is done!
I think I might have an interesting
development over here.
Over.
I said I think I might have an interesting develop...
Man on radio: Vehicle 1 fo control, it's Wilson here.
You trying to reach me, boss?
Boss, you there? It's Wilson.
Lionel: Mad bastard.
Hang on.
Is that...?
- He's with... - Les?
Bloody hell!
Kat: Still burning up there.
It's dangerous, isn't it?
Yeah.
You getting the boss on the radio? Can't get him.
Your boss, not mine.
Yeah, nah. Maybe he's back at the house, eh?
Huh! Mad bastards.
Colin: Get up. Get up, kip!
Get up, kip. Hup, hup!
Hup, hup. Hup-hup!
Colin: Whey! Les: Come on!
Come on!
Colin: Hup, hup, hup!
Get behind! Hup!
Ah.
I suppose you've been joined
with these ladies already, eh?
Huh... ooh, yeah.
Oh, you're a fine ram.
A fine ram.
Righto, kip.
Let's get a wriggle-on.
Get up!
Get up! Up-hup-hup.
Get up, get up! Get back, kip.
- Les: Whoop! Whoop! - Colin: Hey-up!
Colin: Good dog. Get up, kip.
Get up, kip.
Herel
What do you reckon?
The wind's changed.
Head to the beach.
Colin: Get up, kip. Hup, hup, hup, hup-hup.
Colin: Hold, kip. Hold, kip.
Good dog.
Les: Bugger me!
See if we can lift it.
One more.
Les: It's stuck!
Colin: Well, shit.
Kip!
Kip, get around, get around!
Bring 'em back. Kip, kip.
Come on, bring 'em back!
Bring 'em down, kip. Bring 'em down.
I es!
Colin: Les!
Col?!
Col?
Oh, shit.
Col!
Col?
Col, come on, mate.
Col?
It's les.
It's les, mate.
Arggh!
Ohh!
Oh.
Come on, mate. One more.
You're right, mate. You're right.
I gotcha.
Ah...
Everything's gonna be ok.
You'll see.
You'll be right.
You'll be right, mate.
Everything's gonna be ok.
Oh, mate.
Everything's gonna be ok.
Jackson: Thank you.
Kat: Yeah, these are all looking great...
For merinos.
Well, they mightn't look like much now,
but with 100-odd years of breeding...
They'll still be rubbish bloody merinos.
Colin: Oh, you never know.
One day, a long-lost flock of kalgan horns
might just come... Wandering out of the bush.
You never know.
- Yeah, I reckon. - Definitely. Yeah.
Yep.
Colin: Oh, yeah.
Oh, that's a good boy.
Yep.
Oh, you're beautiful.
Beautiful.
Righto?
Righto.