Sweet Country Page #4

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F*** off, then.

Go on, f*** off!

Giving you my water.

F*** off, go on.

I gave you my water.

Go home.

Come on, Archie.

Go on.

Go on.

Shut up, philomac.

Sorry, boss.

What are you grinning about?

Couldn't get him eh, boss?

Oh, they're gonna get him.

You like 'em?

Pick em up.

You're gonna be a man,

a man needs a pair of boots.

You gonna be head stockman?

What about Archie?

Archie's an idiot.

You're smarter than him.

You move into the bunkhouse tonight.

Put those on. You gotta get away

from all that blackfella sh*t.

Yes, boss.

Whoa.

This my country.

Hey!

Fred he's a good man.

Maybe that god... looking after us.

Yeah.

Ladies and gentlemen,

introducing the story of... the Kelly gang!

Get your bloody hands off her!

Get him!

Get him!

- Oh, come on!

- Hey!

- Hey!

- Hey!

Bloody amazing.

The Kelly gang escapes

the long arm of the law.

I couldn't f***in' get him.

I couldn't get him.

I'm tired, Nell.

Some sweet country out there.

Cattle country.

You don't want your daughter

working here, in a bar.

You know...

We could find something.

Together.

I lost a good man out there!

And you're cheering this rubbish?

Go home!

All of you.

Just get.

I owe you that.

And that's for minty.

Archie!

Come over here, pack up the cart.

We're going into town.

Been called as a witness.

A witness.

I don't know.

A witness

Archie, you f***in' dolt.

Witness means that you answer

questions when the judge asks 'em.

Yes, boss!

And you answer him properly.

None of your f***in' bullshit.

Philomac.

You see?

Told you they'd catch him.

Want some?

- Yes.

- How much?

Who's your friend?

We was just talkin'.

And now you're talkin' to me.

No I'm not.

F***in' what, then?

Brandy, thanks.

What the f***'s Campbell doing?

He's releasing her, as instructed.

Whose instructions would they be?

They would be mine.

And who are you?

Judge Taylor.

I've been assigned to oversee the

committal hearing for Sam Kelly.

You're a judge, eh?

You look like a boy.

You have no authority here.

The crown has vested me

with the authority, sergeant.

Now come have a drink with me.

Get to know each other,

before things get underway.

You buying?

If you like.

Drink for the sergeant.

I notice there's no court house in town.

Where will the, ah,

proceedings be taking place?

Sitting in it.

Right here.

Well I'm not going to have

my courtroom in a pub.

Is there a...

A church?

Not in this town, judge.

Well...

Boy?

Hear that hammering?

Gonna hang you high, boy.

You think the law's gonna protect you?

I am the law.

Could you all be upstanding

for judge Taylor.

Take your seat.

Hang the black!

Order!

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