Sins of the Father (an Hommage to the Night of the Hunter) Page #4

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- Gross!

- Where's your mother?

- She's inside. Kitchen.

What's going on?

- We having a little Woodstock?

- You're back!

Your eye!

- Oh God. What happened?

- It's fine.

Come and sit down.

Sit down.

It's not too deep.

We've got a moratorium,

for the logging, from the forest

down the road.

Forestry aren't allowed to touch

it for six months.

Not until there's a complete

ecological survey.

We're celebrating.

They're friends of yours?

I helped them with their proposal,

interpreted some of their research.

I was doing my PhD in plant science

when I met Jarrah.

Eco-physiology.

You look different.

Oh, this. Yeah, I had it

done in town.

Do you like it?

I liked it better before.

This has all the signs of

a tiger kill.

She eats the heart first.

And this is the cave.

She's been there.

She probably has dens

all around the area.

And she moved between them, but sooner

or later she'll move back here.

I wonder if she's the last one.

Alone... just...

hunting and killing,

waiting to die.

Oh Mummy!

- I'm going to show you my better one!

- Okay.

- I'll show you a better one.

- Alright.

Yeah!

- ... Like roller skating?

- Cart wheeling.

- Ready?

- Or maybe swimming.

One, two, three, go...

Go on! We won't tell

the university.

No, thanks, I'm fine.

Guess you'll be heading home soon since

you got what you wanted.

No, got offered a job, him and me...

- ...working for the government.

- Searching for tigers!

The National Parks found a footprint.

Ssh! They're f***in' top secret.

And we know the area, so...

There's no tigers up there.

You don't know that,

you only know...

- what they want you to know.

- Oh, here we go...

You'd be sitting on a pile of money if

you found one, man, I'm telling you.

With cloning and sh*t.

You're a scientist.

What would you do if you

found a tiger?

Not my field.

Yeah, I'd just point his nose due west

and tell him to run like the wind.

That's what Jarred would have done.

In't that right, Lus?

- Take the kids inside.

- Come on. Katie, come.

Listen fellas...

It's not personal.

Takin' away our jobs is

personal, mate.

- C'mon man, there are women and children down here.

- Shut up, Feral.

Hey, you don't wanna do that, mate?

Yeah?

Go on, run you little fairies!

Come in.

- I'm making tea. Would you like some?

- No thank you.

You sure?

No, I'm gonna turn in. I gotta

go back up early tomorrow morning.

Sorry about tonight.

Do you think those people have

something to do with

you... your husband?

Oh... no. They're...

They're angry, they're out of work,

but they wouldn't hurt us.

And their kids go to school

with my kids.

Jarrah thought that someone was

following him, though.

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