- Where are you going? - Australia, mate.
On this scheme, you have to give up your passport for two years.
- No exceptions. - It's like a prisoner of war camp.
I've been thinking about me working out here.
Are you here for the supervisor role?
You've got a job. Me, and the kids.
Can't believe we're actually doing this.
- You're supposed to be traveling with your fiancé. - He changed his mind.
Michael! No!
- You wanna see the real Australia? - Please, Dean, turn them back on!
Oh, God!
Get in, now!
Don't you leave my boy on the side of the road like a dead dog!
We tell no-one, right?
Oh, my boy!
Australia. A great place for families.
Australia is an exciting new land.
A country in the modern world.
Create a real home for your family.
A good place to grow.
There's a bright future.
Come over to the sunny side.
The cost of the journey halfway around the world is £10.
Look for a new start... On your way to Australia.
*CREDITS*
Kate?
What the hell are you doing?
The door was locked, so I'm going to ask you again.
What are you doing?
- I needed some information. - So you stole my keys?
Did you set this whole thing up?
Yeah.
Robbie, I'm not a danger, all right? I just needed information.
If you let me go, no-one's going to know.
- You'll never have to see me again. - Yeah, Jay,
it's Robbie down in Immigration.
Yeah. I've got a situation over here with an intruder. Can you attend?
I'll keep them here until you arrive.
Robbie, please.
Who are you looking for?
- I can't tell you. - Why not?
Look, I am begging you.
What I did was stupid.
But if this escalates, I will get the deported.
Yeah, more than likely.
So you've got about 90 seconds before my security man arrives.
Talk.
It's just a family member. But I didn't find any information.
- Liar. - It's the truth.
You were reading a file.
- The one you slammed back in... - Yeah, and it was the wrong one.
- Liar. - I swear!
Get it.
Get the file!
He's my son.
I'm his mother. Please, Robbie, you're a good man. I can tell.
You'll never find him.
Please.
What's going on in there, Robbie? Is it you?
I don't like being used.
I'm so sorry.
Robbie?
Use the exit at the back.
Jay! Er, my mistake.
Er, it was the cleaner. Agency sent somebody new. Er...
Let me buy you a beer to apologise. Yeah?
No, please! Michael!
No!
Excuse me! Excuse me, where's that train going?
Where's it going?
I don't know what good it will do you knowing, but you should know.
They take them to Southampton and then on to Australia.
May God forgive us.
What have you done to my boy? Why did this happen?
We tell no-one, right?
Hello.
Good morning.
You were late.
I went out after work.
My attempt to become one of the lads.
Mm. That's nice.
Then this guy Dean...
He's a bit of a nutcase.
He took me for a drive in the outback.
He took you at night?
Turned his lights off
and was driving in the pitch darkness.
Why did he do that?
Stupid bugger could have killed you both.
Oh, I know. I was terrified, Annie.
I want to make a success of coming here, Annie.
Yeah, and we will.
Let's get some breakfast. Mm-hm.
JJ!
That's my name. How's things?
- How's work going? - Good, thanks.
I was wondering if I could ask a favour of you.
You can ask, but the answer's no.
Wondered if I could borrow your van for an hour.
My van?
Yeah. Just for an hour.
Maybe you'd like to come to my house too? Take a bath?
I wouldn't ask, but it's... It's important.
I've lost my wallet.
When?
Last night.
Walking home, I was climbing a fence for a pee,
and, er, it must have dropped out.
I'll tell you what, pom.
I'll give you the keys to my van
if you tell me why you really need them.
I'm not supposed to be drinking.
I promised to Annie. New start over here.
Last night, I went out and got slaughtered.
You naughty boy.
She'll know what happened,
and that'll be me in the doghouse.
OK. Just this once.
And I'm putting this in the favour bank.
Don't you leave my boy on the side of the road like a dead dog!
Hey!
Sorry, I don't understand.
No, I can't understand.
You deaf or something? What are you doing here?
You gubs aren't allowed here.
You better get before I cooee.
- Go on! - I just wanted to...
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry!
I don't know anything more than I've already told you, all right?
- There is termite, dry rot. - Yeah, and I've reported it.
I'm not a wood expert, Maria.
- We have to wait until maintenance look at it. - It needs fixed.
- Half of the floor is rot. - For the hundredth time, Maria,
I have sent it in a request.
- You tell him, Maria. - Oi! Stay out of it, you.
You give the bad housing to Italians. Huh?
- English get the best huts. - Yeah, that's right.
It's revenge. For you...
siding with Hitler.
I couldn't agree more.
Morning.
Bill! Off to work?
- Er, no, I'm going sunbathing. - Ah, British sarcasm. Love it.
Last laugh's on you, though, cos I know a bloke
who sunbathes in top hat and tails.
- Really? - Yeah. Martin No-Nose. Eccentric bloke.
Sounds delightful. Yeah.
All right, have a good day... Pompous prick.
G'day, boss. Is your mum in?
- Oh... Mum? - One moment.
It's Mr... Er...
- JJ. - Yeah, one moment.
Hey, tell me this.
How do you get an elephant in a refrigerator?
You open the door, you push the elephant in,
and you shut the door.
OK. How do you get a giraffe in a refrigerator?
- Open the door, push it in... - Nah, nah. You open the door,
you drag the elephant out and you push the giraffe in.
Come on! That's actually funny.
I don't understand.
Surely, the refrigerator would be too small to...
- You'd imagine so... - Sorry. I'm rushing, getting everything done,
trying to get these to school. Go and get your bag. How are you?
- Did you want me? - Er, yeah. Yeah.
I just had a phone call from the lady in town, Marlene,
because you gave her my number as a contact.
Yeah.
Er, yeah. Come on, kids.
Going to be late. Let's go.
- Bye. Have a good day, OK? - See you.
- Bye, JJ. - Bye, sweetheart.
Bye.
- What did she say? - She said for you to meet her
at the store at 12 noon and to wear lipstick.
Wear lipstick?
What she said.
All right.
- Thanks. - No worries.
So is this your first job, Trevor?
Yes.
Except washing cars.
What made you want to work in accounts?
Er, nothing.
It's just the boss is a mate of my father's.
And they both think I've got a good head for numbers.
- Right. - Well, it's my delightful task to show you the ropes.
What ropes?
No, not the... It's just, er, it's a saying.
Maybe in England, mate.
Fairly sure it's used here, Trevor.
I don't think so.
Ropes?
It just means show you how things work.
Oh. Why don't you just say that, then?
All right. From now on, I'll speak to you in language
- even a five-year-old can understand. Agreed?- Bonza!
Right!
Managers' meeting.
Locker checks, new break times.
Type and distribute.
- Please. - Fuck your please.
Remi, the foreman.
Lovely man.
_
So have you've been here long? In Australia?
- Year and a half. - Oh, wowser.
What made you come over? Things shitty at home?
No, not at all. I ran my own business.
- It was doing very well. - Right.
Do you believe in Santa Claus, Trevor?
No.
No. Neither did my children.
I told them he wasn't real when they were four years old.
- Do you know why? - No.
I didn't like the idea that he was getting all the credit
for my hard work. I bought the gifts, not him.
And it's my hard work that's going to give me and my family
the life we've always dreamed of.
Surf and sun?
That's right, Trevor. Surf and sun.
So... why don't you hold that?
- Whoa. - So these go in there.
Oh, cool. How much is here?
Not as much as there will be Monday when the weekend cash is banked.
It's like feeding the money monster, isn't it?
"Feed me!"
"Nom, nom, nom!"
"Pardon me."
Sorry.
Er, morning.
Morning.
Bloody hot, isn't it?
Mate, this is cold.
You keep your trap shut?
Mm-hm. Good.
Why were you late?
No reason.
Hey. Hey.
Tell me you woke up this morning, had breakfast,
came to work like normal.
- Yeah, course I did. - Why were you late?
- Missed the bus. - Hey. Hey.
Hey. Listen.
Nothing happened.
OK?
That kid's probably skipping around now...
nothing more than a sore side.
We weren't there. Right?
Right.
Go on.
You're putting me off my piss.
- Hello. - Hi.
Annie! Oh!
I need you to do me a favour.
Go to clothing, try on a dress... any dress.
And when you're in the changing room, drop your dress to the ground
and peer under the cubicle gap.
- W-Why? Why? - Nice lipstick.
Go.
Hello?
Can I try this on, please?
Lovely accent, my dear.
Cubicle two.
Oh, sorry! Sorry!
I, er... dropped something.
Well?
Well, the assistant was...
was peeping under the gap.
So it's true.
That's unfortunate.
Well, looks like you're going to have to fire him.
Me?
You applied for the job of supervisor.
First task... fire the ankle-peeper.
He said he dropped something.
Yeah, and I'm Queen Elizabeth. This is a family store.
We can't have stiffies walking around the clothing department.
Right.
So I have to fire him.
Colin? This is Annie, our new supervisor here.
Right.
Over to you.
Right.
Colin, it's come to our attention that the incident that just occurred
with you peeping...
- We're very sorry... - No, no, no, no.
Don't let me go.
I've got children.
What will I tell my wife?
We're going to have to give you your card.
No, no. I can't be fired!
I'm so sorry.
Give me one more chance. It'll never happen again.
Please!
Oh, please...
Oh, she's good.
Congratulations. You passed the test.
Colin here is a member of the local theatre company.
He loves to force out a tear.
- What was all that...? - That was your baptism.
It'll never be as hard again.
And the beauty is, Colin will now
buy us both a martini cocktail.
Look at this stuff.
What even is that?
- It's veal. - Oh, it's veal.
What was the cow? Geriatric?
There you go.
You OK?
Yeah, fine.
Don't seem yourself.
I'm good. Just... thinking.
I'm running a warehouse down in Boondara.
They respected my accounting experience.
Right.
Do you work, Sheila?
I did.
- Back home... - It's hard over here,
you know, with the twins. Sheila's a brilliant mother.
- They need her. - I'm not so sure, Bill.
New start, new life, all that.
Kate's a nurse. Aren't you, Kate?
I am, yeah.
But it's easy when you're in medicine because there's a shortage.
Are the twins in school?
Yes, the one in town. Cockburn.
It's excellent. Excellent. Much better than the one we left.
Is it religious?
- Sorry? - Some are.
There's a big Catholic school a few miles away in Drayden.
Kate?
Yeah?
I wanted to ask you, actually.
My mate on my building site said they saw a car smash last night.
A child involved.
I assumed they'd come to your place, would they?
A child?
That's awful.
He was, er... wondering if the boy is OK.
Well, I don't see every case that comes in,
but I can definitely ask.
Thanks.
Henry! It's beautiful.
- There's something I haven't told you. - Like what?
Before I met you, I had a child.
A child?
And one day soon, I will get him back.
Hello?
Sandra, it's Kate.
Is my mum there?
She's not, darling.
I'm sorry to tell you this, but she's been taken unwell,
Unwell?
She's in hospital.
If you give me some contact details, I'll get them to call you.
Er...
Yeah.
Oh. Hi.
Hi.
Oh, she hung up.
She'll ring back.
So what's England like?
That's impossible to answer, really.
That's like asking what's a river like?
- Is it? - Well, England is many things.
It's... It depends where you are, and who you are.
Right.
Rivers are mostly wet and windy.
- Key! Where's the key? - It's in my pocket.
Stay there!
Bill.
- Oh, my goodness. - Don't worry, I'm fine.
It looks worse than it is.
JJ was kind enough to drive me.
What happened, mate? They jump you for the takings?
I've been telling the boss for weeks this wasn't a good system,
so he gives me Trevor, wet-behind-the-ears 18-year-old.
Fat lot of good he was.
How much did you lose?
Thousands.
Sorry, JJ, do you mind if I have a bit of time with Sheila?
No, no, no. Of course. I...
I'll wait outside.
You could have been killed.
They were just after the money.
I know what you're thinking.
Violent attack.
Another addition to the "reasons to return" list.
Well, isn't it?
I love you, Sheila, and I want to make you happy here.
JJ came to see me.
I'm not signing, sweetheart.
You need my signature, and I'm not signing.
- Bill... - Final answer.
I'm not happy here.
The twins aren't happy here.
- I won't sign. - I miss my mother.
- It'll pass. - My sister.
- It'll pass. - It hasn't!
We will be happy and successful.
I'm not signing.
It must be hard, seeing your husband beat up like that.
Yes, it should be, shouldn't it?
Oh!
Oh...
Terry!
What are you doing tonight?
- Dunno. - Why don't you come round mine,
meet the family? Bring the wife, bring the kids.
We'll have some food.
Er... maybe.
Ah, come on. Come round to my house, eh?
We're mates now, pom. Come round,
I'll show you what you can have if you keep your head down.
Come on. Mickey! Hold on, you bugger!
You didn't get it from me.
Wo ist das Rathaus?
Where is the town hall?
It's the only German I can remember, beyond hello.
So, say hello, then.
Hello.
Arty Farthingdon.
Guten Tag. Veronica Miller.
Ta-da!
Who wants to pierce their ears?
I do!
Kate.
Did you manage to ask?
- About the boy? - Yes, I asked.
Er, no-one's been admitted with any serious injuries.
Thanks.
Robbie?
G'day, Kate.
I've, er, come for that date you promised.
Come on.
Take the day off tomorrow.
Recuperate.
I'll be in.
Dad!
Oh! Here we are.
Why don't you take that inside for me?
What the hell were they thinking?
I nearly passed out. I was spewing blood.
They could have killed me.
What did you expect? A girl slap?
It was a robbery.
Yeah. Take the money... that's what we agreed.
Not batter us both half-dead! The lad's black and blue.
Shall I tell you what I see in front of me?
A lanky, pompous prat in a cheap suit
who got his face busted.
And that's exactly what the cops will see.
Now, go and be with your family.
Fuck.
Wow. Our first visit to a proper Australian home.
Just so you know, he's a little bit... larger than life.
Hey! Oh!
He arrives, huh?
Oh.
Who's this vision?
An English rose.
- I'm Annie. - Annie!
Maria Annie-toinette, hmm?
Oh, you must be the terror I hear about.
Hey? Your father says you're a ruthless boxer,
and I shouldn't challenge you to a fist-fight.
Hmm?
No.
- He's joking. - Am I?
Whoa! Whoa! Am I?
Come on, come on. Go on, get your arses inside.
Come out the back and meet the family.
We're just cooking the meat. Right.
Yeah!
Hey, Teen!
Tina, Tina! Come here, come here, come here.
Come on, come on, come on.
Tina. My wife Tina, OK? This is my new mate from work.
- This here's Terry. - Hello.
Yeah. And his wife, Annie.
- Hello. - Hello.
And this is their little bloke Peter.
Well, we are delighted to have you.
Ally!
Stop fucking doing that!
Sorry.
Bloody nuisance.
Hey, Georgie. Georgie.
Come here, come here. George, come in here. Get in.
Take young Peter down to the crocodile swing, will you?
- Croc... crocodile swing?? - Yeah, yeah, you'll be right, mate.
You'll be right.
It's a joke.
No crocodiles in here, mate, no. We just...
Just a joke, you know, to keep the little ones a bit scared.
I'll get the beer, I'll get the beer.
Terry, I...
Just one.
I'll tell him.
So, Dean tells me you came out here for £10.
- Oh, yeah, we did. - Jeez, that is some bargain.
Yeah.
I was thinking about what you were saying about the kid not being hurt.
Yeah. I think you're right.
- Absolutely. - Put it behind us, yeah?
Sure. Hey, you want to get stuck into this beer quick,
because I don't have much, mate. All right?
I got pregnant.
By mistake.
I was in a bit of a mess.
So people suggested...
that I let him go somewhere for a while...
while I sorted myself out.
Should never have been taken away from me.
When I was five years old...
my mother died.
So I know how much a boy needs his ma, Kate.
Where do they go?
Various places.
It's all kept pretty quiet.
I made a mistake...
coming here.
I just thought if I came,
I might sense where he might be.
And I know it sounds ridiculous.
I mean, it's one child in this enormous country.
I've, er, got work early tomorrow.
Yeah.
We can't let them get away with this.
They just drive off, as if your child's life doesn't matter.
- Get revenge, eh? - On who, Auntie?
We can't just grab the first white fella we see.
Oi...
Yeah, I work with them. They're not my mates.
And I don't see you complaining about the money I bring!
Look, I want to find who did this as much as anyone.
But if you go shooting in the dark,
you might find someone shooting right back.
What's wrong with you?
I'll talk to him.
Did you hear that one?
- Oh, what's he got? - You seen one of these?
Oh. Hey.
Come on. Come on, Annie.
Well done, kid. Well done.
Youse have a soft drink.
Huh?
Ow, ow, ow. Pattie?
- What's going on? - Nothing.
Nothing. Nothing.
Nothing. Girls only. Girls only, Stevie.
Go.
Bye!
Has he gone?
How bad is it?
Well, you've definitely got holes in your ears.
Do you know what it is? I miss the little things.
Like the smell of home and just the way people are.
Hard to explain.
Well, you're here now, in the sunshine.
Everyone's been very welcoming.
Well, we're famous for it, us Aussies.
Friendliest place in the world.
Well, you say that, but I was in a shop the other day
and an Aboriginal woman got sent to the back of the queue
for no reason, and she just accepted it.
Ask Terry about that. He knows.
Don't you, mate?
Hey, Kenny,
tell Annie, Terry and Peter about the Abos.
They're lower than rats.
They ain't human.
- Dean... - Don't "Dean" me, Tina.
They're dirty people.
She'll realise when she's been here for a while.
They tried to assimilate them, get 'em into the schools.
No-one wanted it.
The Queen, she gets it.
She signed the Abo Welfare Ordinance,
keep 'em out of the towns.
They're just people, Dean.
And they were here long before you were.
She's got a point. They're just people, Dean.
Don't give me that crap!
You know why they take their children away
and give 'em to white folks? I'll tell you why.
Cos they can't adapt.
They're locked into their "ancient ways",
praying to the breeze and kissing the dirt.
And they drink.
They drink, but not what we drink.
They drink every day. All night.
Yeah, they don't turn up for work. Can't get 'em to work.
They're lazy.
They'd rather crawl around in their own piss like cockroaches
looking for food on the floor.
Don't tell me...
Don't tell me about Abos, all right, Annie?
You haven't lived here. You haven't lived here.
Don't tell me they're people.
They're no more people than the dog.
Get down! You mongrel!
Now look what you've done. You've knocked the dog out, Dean.
Well, he deserved it.
Who wants another beer?
Cherry beer. Any beer. Let's have a beer.
Something smells good.
Hey, Auntie. Sit down.
- Thank you. - You're all right.
- Toasted sandwich, eh? - Oh, yeah?
I didn't mean to set you off earlier.
That's all right.
I'm just looking out for you, bub. You know that.
Them white fellas out there, they trust you.
But you also got mob here.
They need to know that you got their back, no matter what.
Because you're a leader here, whether you like it or not.
I liked that dancing, though.
When they picked Peter up, and his face!
I know!
I haven't felt so alive in years.
But... your friend and that family
are like people from another planet.
But... the newness of it all,
well, it's... exhilarating.
We'll find better friends. People more like us.
They're awful.
Can I tell you something?
It's all quite funny, really, but...
a lady in a shop in town has asked me to work with her.
- You don't need to do that. - But I'd like to.
It's not many hours and it'll be extra money to save for the house.
Whatever makes you happy.
Thank you.
Kissing in public!
- Er, where have you been? - Making friends.
- Oh, good. - Good night?
You know it better than me.
Oh, she's gone.
Comedy!
You didn't recognise the men?
They were in balaclavas.
Build, voice, clothing?
Oh... No.
And they just appeared as you're on your way to the deposit box?
That's right. As we reached Main Street.
But it was fairly quiet.
They must have been waiting if they had bats and masks.
But we don't make deposits every day, and not at the same time.
I'd like a list of all present employees
and anyone that's left in the last two years.
You're barking up the wrong tree.
We've had no problems with staff. I run a happy ship.
I'd still like it.
And we'll need to speak to the other man that was attacked.
- Your junior member. - Trevor?
He's new. Must have really shaken him.
New?
When did he start?
This is his first week.
And has he done the money drop with you before?
He's a good lad. I know his father.
Once.
It's nothing to do with Trevor.
He... He... He was surprised by how much we carry.
But... like the boss said,
I'm sure he had nothing to do with it.
Galgownie. John Joseph speaking.
Er, g'day.
I'm looking for Ivan Carver.
It's Danny Marquis.
I can have a look around. Have you got a return number?
No. Um, no.
Er, I'll call back in five minutes.
Ah. Uh-uh-uh! Do not say termites to me, Maria.
I've reported it, and it's all I can do.
This site not fit for dogs, JJ.
If you hate it so much, why don't you get a job and move out?
Madonna mia! Dammi la pazienza!
Me no parlo italiano!
Hello?
Yes?
Just had a call from a Danny Marquis?
- Danny Marquis? - Yeah.
Sounded like someone putting on an Australian accent.
How's the work search going?
Trying to get rid of me?
You? Ivan, never.
You're one of my favourite occupants.
It's Ivan.
Ivan, it's Bill.
Danny... What do you want?
The police are sniffing around the warehouse asking questions.
Well, that's their job, Danny.
I've got a plan,
but I need you to trust me.
I know you think I'm a stiff, but I've got a good brain.
So... are you prepared to listen?
I'm all ears.
Here? Really?
Well, who would suspect two men
window shopping were up to no good?
Thank you.
If this backfires...
it's on you.
It won't. I promise.
Hey! Hey, you!
Get here!
Yes, boss.
What the hell's this?
- You're back an hour late. - I'm sorry, boss.
I was just visiting a friend. His child...
I don't give a rat's about your friend.
You don't take a two-hour lunch.
I'm docking you a half-day.
Go on, then. I'll dock you another.
What are you looking at? Back to work, the both of you!
Righto, locker check!
Let's go.
Come on. I haven't got all day!
That's it, away you go.
- Open up. - There you go.
Open up.
OK. OK.
Open up.
Oh, OK. Good.
Farling. First-time check.
Open up.
What's this?
- No idea. - No idea?
It's in your locker.
Never seen it before.
Open it.
- It's the money. - Yeah, what's left of it.
- Where's the rest of it, mate? - I didn't...
I... I didn't put that in there.
- You thieving little toad. - No, I swear, I didn't...
- It's... a mistake. - OK, call the boss now.
- Bill... I swear, I didn't... - How could you?
No, I didn't take that money. I didn't do it!
You are going to jail.
- No, please. Please. I didn't... I didn't take that... - Mate...
Argh! Please.
And I hope they throw the key away.
- Please! Please! - Move!
Bill! Bill!
Saw you getting roasted earlier by the boss.
He's a moron.
You can say that again.
He's a moron.
Want one of these?
Malt biscuits. They're delicious.
Haven't had one of these since 1939.
Where were you?
Arnhem.
Ended up in Dresden.
Did you...?
Europe.
Greece. Then over the water.
Good to be on the other side of it.
You can say that again.
Good to be on the other side of it.
Go on. No-one's looking.
What happened with your friend...
if you don't mind me asking?
His child... involved in an accident.
That's why I was late back. Helping him... sort things.
A child, though...
That's terrible.
What happened?
Hit-and-run.
They don't know who.
That's awful.
I assume the child's OK, though.
Your friend's child?
He's OK, isn't he?
No, he's not.
Passed away.
Oh.
I'm so sorry.
I should...
I hope they catch the people involved.
Hi.
You didn't get it from me.
He's in an orphanage.
Oh, my...
How do you know?
Asked some questions.
He may not still be there, but it's the best place to start.
Bill Anderson and Ivan are up to something.
You're the hostel informer.
Do your stuff.
G'day, mate.
How can I help?
I've come to report a crime.
I think we might've killed someone.
*CREDITS*