Broken Hill

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Yah! Come on!

Hey, whoa, come on.

Yah, come on, come on!

Timmy, head 'em out!

Hup. Get 'em in.

Right. Get in. Come on. Yah.

Tommy.

Tommy.

Tommy!

We haven't got all day.

Yeah, Dad, sure.

I'll just... I'll just finish up.

Dad, I thought maybe we could have

that talk about the conservatorium.

What's that?

I said, it's a big game on Saturday.

Ah, yeah.

Ah, yes. Yeah.

We're gonna hit 'em hard. Yeah.

Only deal the team is having now

is staying focused.

Whoa, hey, watch out!

Yesterday,

police picked up

escaped convict Kalai Takalua,

also known as

"The Mundi Mundi Jail Bird,"

on the desert outskirts

after a third escape

from Willyama Jail.

Takalua was convicted

and imprisoned in 1998

for stealing diamonds

from his employer

while working

in the Kimberley mines.

The diamonds, estimated to be

worth millions of dollars,

were never recovered.

Takalua was severely dehydrated

and reportedly near death

when found by a local teenager.

That's right, Sharon.

Thomas Mcalpine, a local boy

who contacted police,

and that'll make

a great story at school.

Definitely.

See? That's right.

One of your own is a local celebrity.

How about that?

And how did he do it?

By doing the right thing,

by following the law.

Tommy?

- Tommy?

- Huh?

Oh.

Tommy?

Look, to be honest,

I was just keeping

an eye out for roaming emu...

Settle down!

You know, I'm just glad he's alive.

He looked in pretty bad shape.

Oh, he'll be out of the hospital

and back in jail in no time.

Good on you.

Yes! Yes!

How does it feel to be

totally dominated by a gimp?

Mate, you are not seriously

going to make me do this.

What? Don't be such a chook.

You lost the race.

Mate, she doesn't even know I exist.

If I go up to her

and start spouting poetry,

she'll think I lost the plot.

Yeah, well, do you have a better plan

to get her to go out with you?

Yeah.

No.

Look, you've been obsessing

over this American honey...

I'm not obsessing, man.

That's creepy.

Okay, sorry.

Stalking this Yankee...

I'm not stalking!

All right, all right. You've been...

fancying her from afar.

Now, whatever plan

you have in your head

for getting on a date with Kat,

I'm going to go out on a limb here,

and I'm going to suggest

that it probably isn't working

based on the fact you have never

actually spoken to her.

Mate, I've got enough

going on today, okay?

I was nervous enough

about this talent show

before I happened to run

into a convict last night.

Is your dad coming today?

Who knows?

Don't get upset.

You know your music

inside out and backwards.

Yeah, but the school band

isn't exactly what I had in mind.

# Hello, my baby #

# Hello, my honey #

# Hello, my ragtime gal, my baby #

Okay, here's a new version

of the music.

I can't play this.

It's not what we practiced.

No, it's pretty similar.

Mostly the same.

Just some small changes.

There's three time signature changes.

So, just follow my lead, okay?

# And you'll be left alone, o, baby #

# Telephone and tell me #

You guys, there's four of them.

We could totally dress them up!

All right.

Hey, Maestro, you made it.

Do you think I'd miss this?

Here. It's for you. Open it.

- The conservatorium?

- Yeah.

- How?

- I sent them that CD you made.

No, that was awful.

It wasn't arranged properly.

Well, you got an audition out of it.

- Audition?

- Yeah.

"As an applicant

to the composers course..."

"A talent scout, Mr. David Wooley,

will travel to a venue of your choice

for a live audition."

Uh-huh.

"This has to be scheduled

sometime before July 15th."

That's only three weeks.

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