Black Sheep

Man:

Hold him there. Hold him there!

Man:
Hey!

Henry, we've got a bolter!

Henry, Tucker,

go get him!

Get down, hold him!

Hold him! Hold him!

Good boy, get down.

Get down!

Hold him. That's it.

Good on ya, boy.

Tucker:

Come on, Henry!

Henry had

a little lamb,

its fleece

was white as snow,

and everywhere that

Dudley went,

Henry was sure to go.

Mrs. Mac? They're coming

down for lunch soon.

Coming down,

Henry!

Dudley?

Dudley,

where are you, boy?

Dudley?

Dudley?

Dudley?

Dudley?

Come out of there,

Dudley.

Ahh! Ah!

Boys!

Angus, pull

your head in!

Henry?

Boys.

It's your father.

There's been

an accident.

City boy, eh?

- No, I grew up on a farm.

- Oh, me too.

- Oh.

- You all right, my friend?

- Need some fresh air?

- Close it. Close it!

Woman:

Dr. Carey's office.

It's Henry Oldfield.

I need to speak with her.

She's in a session right now.

Can I have her call you?

Please, please.

Driver:

Nothing like it, eh?

God's green earth.

"All creatures great and small. "

There we go.

- Okay.

- This way.

This isn't gonna be like

the salmon farm, is it, Grant?

Hey, those fish

died free.

- Come on, possum.

- Shh shh.

What's that?

Angus f***ing Oldfield.

You'll wait

for me, right?

It's your money.

Hello?

Hello?

Mrs. Mac:
Unless you fancy nostrils

in the back of your head,

I'd not be moving

if I were you.

Mrs. Mac.

Bugger me days!

Henry!

Oh! Oh.

Oh don't worry.

I haven't shot anyone since Christmas.

Oh, just wait until

your brother sees you.

Yeah.

The Merino,

the Romney, the Drysdale...

these names are

whispered in the winds

that caress

the rugged hills.

These names are shared

in corners of

the farmyard,

and these are the names the

young men of the land recite

as they take themselves

off at night.

But in the future,

they will whisper

just one name...

the Oldfield.

Now you take it down

and lead it round in

front of the guests. That's it.

Stop so they

can touch it,

slap a flank,

feel the wool.

I'll take the other microphone,

give it to anyone else who...

has a question.

Get a prospectus

on every seat,

then go up the hill

and get the animal.

What are you doing here?

Lawyers have this

under control, don't they?

What am I doing here?

Our family's been here

for over 100 years.

Our father

was born here.

Our mother died giving

birth to me here.

This is where I spent

the first 10 years of my life.

And my therapist

said I should come.

Therapy.

- So you're still funny about the sheep.

- It's not about the sheep.

It's about other issues

I need to resolve.

Okay.

Angus.

Go inside.

I'll cut you a check.

Girl:

That must be the laboratory.

Woman:

Careful.

There you go.

- Okay.

- Astrid Rush.

Girl:
Who'd hire her after

the thing with the leeches?

- You're end?

- Come and give a hand here.

Rush:

Careful!

Grant!

- Up, up more...

- Sh*t.

Yeah, baby, yeah!

Go after him!

Oi!

- Whooo!

- Hey wait!

They'll never catch us.

They're meat eaters.

Okay.

- What was one, Grant?

- What?

Um, get in

unobserved.

Right.

And what was two?

- Collect visual evidence.

- Right.

Three?

- Get out unobserved?

- Yeah.

And four?

Blow this whole

f***ing game wide open;

Take the bastard under

and go down in history

as the two people with

enough balls to save this country

from genetically-

engineered devastation!

No, Grant.

Four was a have a meeting

about what to do next.

This is evidence, okay?

It's evidence.

Actually, that's probably

highly-toxic genetic material.

F***in' A!

F***in' A. And it's mine.

Or, it's ours.

You and me, baby,

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