Dying Breed Page #4

Let it go, let it go.

The parents are brother and sister.

Tried to keep 'em apart, but...

I warned 'em this would happen.

Always does.

Play?

No.

Look, I don't want to

play with you, okay?

I have to go.

What?

Katie!

Hey!

- You got everything?

- Yeah.

- You all right?

- I'm fine.

Let's go.

See you, Sarah.

Oi, this is good.

Is that dam on the map?

No. It shouldn't be there.

Well, trust me, brother,

we're not imagining that.

We've come too far.

No sh*t, Sherlock.

- Is it safe?

- Yeah, yeah, it's safe.

Well, if it breaks, we can

surf our way back to Hobart.

Hey, Jack, that's not helping.

That ridge is this one right here.

Got it.

Hey, look, we've got company.

- Hey, do you know how to read a map?

- Jack, shh.

He can't read a map! How'd he get there?

He got there on an access

road. It's not marked.

- What do you want me to do?

- Come on. Give us it.

- How old is this map?

- I bought it on the way in, thank you.

They're locals. It's their territory.

They know their way around.

Jack.

Let's go, kids.

Come on!

Thank you.

- Here's yours, babe.

- Thanks, Matt.

Can you grab my camera bag, too?

Camera bag. Yep.

Hey, whoa. What the

hell is that doing here?

Babe.

All right, all right.

- Jack.

- Nina.

If you want to go waltzing

around Deliverance country, fine.

However, I like to travel

with the William Tell

Mark 5, aka Willie.

- He's my little friend.

- Well, you know what?

I'm not interested in your

macho bullshit, all right?

I came here to study

wildlife, not to kill it.

Really? Is that why you came here?

Look, you know what they say, Jack,

big crossbow, really little...

You leave my Willie alone.

Well, you've got the map. Lead the way.

Come on. I'll be good.

It's just... This is how he is.

Right. So now you're

defending him, Matt.

- That's good.

- No, I'm...

I'm not defending him. I was just...

I'm just saying if... if

you let him do his thing,

he'll let you do your

thing, and we can all...

get along.

So how much longer

are you gonna sulk for?

I just need to know.

Probably about another

Okay, good. Just checking.

Hey, Nina, love you.

Jack, you know, I pity your poor mother.

I really do. How the hell did she cope?

Pity me, Nina.

Yeah, I do. I pity you, too, Bec.

I can just imagine you

two as kids, you know.

Now you know why I went overseas.

Hey, I heard that.

Why are you leading? Where are we going?

Where's that map?

Why are you laughing?

You watch out.

I don't know what you've been told

Becky's ass is solid gold

Sound off

Three, four

Here, tiger.

That's it.

My blisters have blisters.

Yeah, I'm putting my foot down.

We're sleeping here.

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