Van Diemen's Land

Synopsis: The true story of Alexander Pearce, Australia's most notorious convict. In 1822, Pearce and seven fellow convicts escaped from Macquarie Harbour, a place of ultra banishment and punishment, only to find a world less forgiving.. the Australian wilderness. Abandon all hope you who enter.
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IMDB:
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Rotten Tomatoes:
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Year:
2009
104 min
31 Views


I'm a quiet man.

A quiet man dreaming on nothing.

but whiskey in my blood,

a song in my ear

a woman in my bed.

Wasn't the Devil in you

when you brought me here?

Rain is coming.

The bottom of the world. A lovely prison.

Overseer:
Alright. Come on, Dalton.

Come on.

Give me your hand. Come here.

OK, in you get.

Go on.

That's it. Go on.

Come on, lads.

Overseer:
There's freedom

in work, lads. Freedom in work.

Sooner you get this forest cut down,

the sooner we can go home.

Great ships are built

on the shoulders of you and l.

Great ships.

Mathers!

Got no tongue in your head today?

Eh? Surely not.

Your man Mathers

has found himself homesick this day

and mute it has made him.

Poor lad.

He misses his Scottish homeland.

He'd rather be there

than with the likes of you.

One...two...three.

If this one sinks,

there'll be some fucking language.

Overseer:
It was some meal

I was treated to last night.

Soup, baked bread...

..mutton.

The likes I cannot recall

since I left the homeland.

I was in no need

of my good friend the potato.

But he poured forth.

MAN:
I wish myself deaf.

He yaps more than a dog

with three heads.

But I did manage to...

..smuggle a little something to...

There's not much, but...

Well, it'll go wonderfully

with your bread there.

It's there if anyone wants it.

What are you smiling at now,

Bodenham?

No law against smiling.

Not yet, young Thomas.

Not yet.

Where's that mongrel sailor - Greenhill?

Greenhill, eh? Where is he?

Where is he? Eh?

You'll all feel the taste of it

if he's not found this minute.

Arggh!

Greenhill:
There's not a boat to be

seen on the harbour. Now's our chance.

- Help! Help!

- Shut him up!

You took your bleeding time.

If I had to listen to one more word...

This is to remove your tongue

if you make noise with it. Understand?

Take his clothes. Take his clothes!

Keep fucking still!

- Greenhill:
Pass the coat.

- Get off me!

Get off me!

Come on. Come on! Let's go!

Let's go!

Greenhill:
Come on!

Where will you go?

There's nothing out there.

No! No!

Fat...fucking...

Dalton:
You hit him one more time...

..one more time, and I swear to f*ck

we leave you here with him!

Grab everything! Quickly!

Greenhill:
There'll be supplies

on the ship when we get there.

We make our move at dusk.

Dalton:
Run!

Ah, Christ.

Come on.

What? Are they shooting each other?

Shh.

- We can't stay here.

- Cant go back now.

I can't move

Quiet.

We head east.

If you don't want a noose

around your neck, follow me.

Eight men in this dark wood.

Far from God's eyes.

- I'm bleeding cold.

- Be quiet.

I need a fire.

We can't, you nikey.

I need the warm!

- Punch that cunt, Mathers.

- You fucking try it.

Ohh. The wee lad wants to be

a little bit of a fighter, does he?

You're all talk, old man.

You're the one fucking talking.

Why don't you just shut your mouth?

You'll be talking

when you're left behind.

Oh, why don't you go to fucking sleep?

We're all fucking cold.

You alright?

Fine.

and yourself?

Enjoying the freedom.

- What are they saying?

- I don't know.

Eh? You're fucking Irish.

Go to fucking sleep.

Do you trust that sailor Greenhill?

I don't trust you.

I didn't know she was your mother.

We only have flour and meat

to last a few days.

We'll hunt.

Hunt what?

There's nothing out there.

Ghosts.

There's a distant scream inside of me.

It's not angry, it's just screaming.

Pearce.

Pearce.

Wake up.

Wake up, Pearce.

What?

Some soldiers last night?

Any soldiers?

Soldiers?

Any soldiers last night?

Five or six.

Told them we were headed

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