Charlie's Country
Yeah.
Yeah.
How are you, Pops?
Yeah good!
Good morning.
You come from far away
and bring us alcohol, ganja, tobacco, all bad!
G'day Luke.
G'day Charlie.
You white bastard.
You black bastard.
Have a good day.
Is that it?
I'm off then.
Pete!
Lot of rubbish in your truck.
Lot of rubbish in your head.
Charlie?
Don't just walk past.
- I don't need a big note.
- No worries.
Forty-three forty cents.
But I've only got $20!
- Here you go.
- Need some more?
I'm okay now.
Hey, hey, hey, not so many!
- Another one.
- No.
Leave some for me!
Hey old man,
bring me back a cigarette!
This house...
...this is the sort of
house I want.
If it's like this house,
then it'll be okay.
Sit down, Charlie.
What do you want, Charlie?
I want a house.
- You've got a house.
- Nah.
Too many people.
My family.
No room, see?
I want a house for me.
Government's already
given you one good house.
You wanna walk away
from that,
that's your problem.
But Errol,
you got a wife, ey?
No.
You get a house.
While I'm here
I've got a house.
Goes with the job.
You've got a job...
...and you got a house...
...on my land.
Where's my house?
Where's my job?
Anything else you want,
Charlie?
Nah.
You coming hunting?
There's a buffalo around,
up the road a bit.
You not working?
Truck broke down,
waiting on a new one
from Darwin.
Got the starter?
In the back.
Make way.
Let's get going.
Away you go.
Done.
Where are we going?
Where I saw some tracks.
You ready?
Good to go.
Look, there, there, there!
- Got him!
- Beautiful shooting!
- Right in the heart!
One shot and he went down.
- Watch out!
- He's come alive!
Run! Run!
Turn! Turn! Shoot! Shoot!
Got him this time!
Shot him properly!
This time we both got him!
My legs are aching...
...and I'm hungry for meat.
We should have shot...
...a small one.
This one is wrecking my car.
No this is a good one,
plenty of meat.
There's a car parked there!
Where?
In the trees.
It's a policeman!
A policeman's parked there!
Sit down, sit down!
Don't panic, sit down slowly.
Sit down very slowly.
We're searching
every car for grog, Charlie.
No alcohol comin'
in here anymore.
What's in there?
Petrol,
keep the car going.
You got cigarette?
Get out of the car.
Who owns this?
Me, that's mine.
And the other one
was mine.
Did y'all purchase
permits for 'em?
You got a license?
License?
...we're just gonna shoot 'em.
Smart-ass.
They've got my car...
...bugger sh*t.
And your rifle and my gun.
And all that tender meat.
That'll soon stink up
And then the maggots will be
crawling through it in no time!
Pst!
Pst! Pst!
Charlie!
It's Gaz.
Charlie! It's Gaz.
Are you awake?
It's Gaz.
What do you want?
We need to camp somewhere
out of the way.
I know you.
You got anywhere?
You got any ganja?
Yeah, yeah, later.
We need the camp first.
Sure, why not?
Now, Charlie...
...this is primo sh*t.
The best of the best.
Gonna make you
really happy.
Okay?
Stop here, stop, stop.
What now?
See that tree there?
Yeah.
That's where
you're gonna go.
And this road'll take you
right up there.
Watch out for crocodile, too.
Are you serious?
Yeah.
Oh, great.
- And?
- Yeah, I'm comin'.
Wait now...
...how much for them?
Fifty, like always.
- Fifty?
- Yeah.
Anything to eat?
I can't eat this.
I have no money left...
...or food.
I'm hungry.
There's lots of food
in the bush.
It's like
a supermarket out there.
Why don't you
answer your phone?
Got no recharge left.
We need you
to teach the kids...
...how to dance...
...properly.
The kids go to school now.
They don't care anymore.
We need to teach them...
...the traditional ways.
He can do it.
He knows how to lead them.
Sh*t.
Oh sh*t.
Charlie.
Hey Charlie.
Charlie, how are you?
Um, some white guys
in town,
we think they might
be trouble.
Selling the ol' ganja.
Heard you might be able
to track 'em for us.
Come on.
I'll owe you one.
Now, I don't really
like this postin' too much.
I mean, the people are nice
like good ol' Charlie here, it's just...
...it's isolated, it's remote.
Don't know.
I'm one for the big city,
you know PC?
- Yup.
- I like the high life.
Stop, stop, stop.
Stop, stop.
Get out.
That drive there
means stop.
And here,
came back here,
and then he went this way.
Yesterday 10 o'clock.
Damn, you black fellas
Jesus.
Yeah.
Hey, hey, come here.
Shh, down, down, down,
down, down, down.
Come, come.
Right there. It's...
...it's two cars
with a tent.
They're camping.
- Okay?
- Okay.
You'll be all right now?
I'm going back to town.
What?
It's 15 kilometers away.
Shortcut through the bush.
See you later.
Anything to smoke?
got caught good and proper.
And I'd got this...
...but I hadn't
paid him yet either.
Serves him right,
always ripping us off.
- No f***ing way!
- It's big money.
And I didn't pay him!
Can you look
after him for a bit?
Stuff to do...
See you later.
See you.
He won't go anywhere.
You know I'm sick don't you?
My kidneys are no good.
Soon they'll stop working.
Yeah.
I know you're sick.
I know that.
It's all that...
...white man junk food we eat.
They'll take me to Darwin.
Then you'll die
in the wrong place...
...a long way
from your country.
A long way.
There'll be no one with you...
...no one to look after you.
Right, we'll put you down
as a recreational shooter then.
What?
Recreational?
Hunting is not
recreational.
It's for food.
You still need a license.
How much it gonna cost me?
Sixty dollars.
Sixty dollars
to buy my gun back?
Charlie, you're not
getting your gun back.
It's been confiscated.
You're stealing it.
Look, you can't have
All right, you illegally
modified it
to be a concealable weapon.
You're lucky Brum
didn't charge you!
But I didn't know that.
I know,
it's just not an excuse.
I'm not
a recreational shooter...
I am...
...a hunter.
I danced for...
...the Queen of England...
...when they opened
that building.
I bet you never did that.
And again.
Okay.
Good thing you gave up
smoking when you did, Charlie.
Your lungs
are packin' it in.
Next time you're in Darwin,
we should get
your chest X-rayed.
But you gotta
look after yourself.
No more ganja, okay?
And you need
to eat better.
Eat what?
White fella junk food?
Yeah, it's a problem.
F***in' yeah, it's a problem.
See this? Doesn't fit.
I can't eat with 'em,
and I can't eat
without them.
I'm starving.
Well, look,
I'm not the dentist.
You gotta wait
for the dentist to come.
I'll be dead by then.
What are you doing?
Making a spear.
Why?
For hunting.
Catch something to eat.
Why don't you use a gun?
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