Bran Nue Dae Page #3

OK, let's go.

Wake up, Uncle.

Time to go. Wake up.

Who are you?

Your nephew. Remember?

Nah. Nah.

You said we're going to Broome.

Why would I wanna go to Broome?

But you promised me you'd take me.

Um, we can't go anywhere

without any...any cash.

You got any money on you?

Well, come on, boy. You can't go

nowhere without money, you know?

Where are we going?

Where do you think?

In here.

And a bottle?

What did you do with my money?

You bought grog with it, eh?!

Give me back my money.

That's my money, not yours. Mine!

You're not going to take me

to Broome, are you?

You're just an old drunken bum!

I'll find my own way back to Broome.

I don't want anything to do with you!

You ready, kid?

Look out!

Oh...my...God.

We've run over an Aborigine!

Oh, my God. What have we done?

It's OK.

Old man, are you alright?

Don't touch him. Don't touch him.

Are you OK?

I don't speak Aborigine!

Me neither.

We...will...take...you...

to the hospital.

I don't want to go no hospital.

Where do you wanna go then?

I want to go to Broome!

Annie?

Yes, Slippery.

Where's Broome?

It's not far up here.

It won't take long.

And so you come

from Broome, do you?

I was born...

..in the midst of the Dreamtime.

My mother is from the crocodile mob

and my...my father...

is...um, koala bear.

And, um, where are you from?

Me. Er, I am from Germany.

I have come to

the land of your people

to make a visit with my father.

And also I am on a vision quest.

Yeah, we follow Buddha.

That's proper...proper rude word

in our language!

You don't look so bad now.

Maybe you are better.

Well, what you talking about?

Just look at me!

I think we might drop you off

somewhere, old man.

Oh, no.

You hear that, Willie?

They just gonna dump us

by the side of the road.

No!

Do you know it's bad karma to knock

over an Aborigine with a Kombi van?

Yeah, you could get the bone

pointed at you.

Proper bad thing that.

The bone?

Yeah.

And when you have children,

they will look like...like...

Wombats.

Hairy nosed wombats.

Slippery,

I think this was meant to be.

We were meant to help these people.

And they will show us

their country first-hand.

What better experience

than to do that with you

and these two black people.

I mean, native people -

A...Aborigine people.

People that understand you and me.

Yeah.

Annie, we don't even know

these people

and we are meant to visit my father.

Anyway, how far exactly is Broome?

Not far!

Slippery, if you want to be a hippie,

you gotta stop

acting so bloody square!

Yeah, square.

OK.

These maps with their lines

and their numbers,

they just fence us in, man.

They cramp our inner selves.

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