On Location with 'The Sundowners' Page #4

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Missed him.

Nice bit of riding, all the same.

Come on, giddap, Sam.

- Good day.

- Good day.

- Be all right to spill the mob here?

- You can use that paddock there.

But don't let them stray into the

other one. Me grass is thin enough now.

Yeah, looks a bit dry.

You been having a rough trot?

Terrible. No rain now for 10 months.

- Good day.

- Good day.

- We're the Batemans.

- Hello.

- We're the Carmodys.

- How you doing?

- This here's-

- Rupert Venneker. Afternoon, ladies.

English.

I ain't had a man

take off his hat off to me...

...since the day Ern first met me.

Oh, thank you very much.

If you'll excuse me... Sheep.

Why don't you came in for a cuppa?

It'd be welcomed,

but I ought to start dinner.

How'd you like to cook it

on a regular stove?

- How did you know?

- Ern used to be a drover.

I broke my back

bending over too many campfires.

My name's Kylie.

Come on.

Here we are.

Ida, the way you cook,

I'll never hear the last of this.

Yeah, she'll do me, Paddy.

I'm thinking about keeping her.

Oh, I'm a champion woodchopper too.

I get plenty of practice.

Ern, how long you been here?

Started eight years ago

with only the land.

- Things was pretty crook for a while.

- You should've stuck with droving.

No worries

a horse can't take you away from.

- Stay put, that's my motto.

- Well, it's different with us.

- Ida likes to move about, don't you?

- Oh, you'll hear if I don't.

Of course, it might be different

when the girls marry.

Mum, can I take my scraps down

to Ollie?

- Oh, yes, dear.

- Excuse me, missus.

I've got plenty of scraps for Ollie too.

Well, all right.

His mother got me the same way.

Darl.

After Cawndilla, where are we going?

Oh, I don't know.

What difference does it make?

What's the matter, darl?

Can't you sleep?

I was thinking about Sean.

He really wants us to settle down,

get a place of our own.

You saw the way

he looked around here today.

It's like that with every farm we pass.

He's never stopped talking

about the one in Bulinga.

Ide, he wouldn't wanna be

a blooming farmer, would he?

Oh, he might.

It's natural for him to want a home.

He's not all you, remember?

No, but he thinks like me. Anyway,

he's not old enough to leave school yet.

What school?

He's been going to school

and I didn't know it?

He went to school in Jindabyne.

And that six weeks at Broken Hill.

What about the time-?

Oh, imagine all that schooling.

- He must be ready for the university.

- He can read and write, can't he?

He wouldn't be able to do that

if I hadn't taught him.

Ide, you're getting me all mixed up.

Now, where was I?

Sean was getting ready to leave school.

We'll have to get him

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