- [Narrator] Previously, on "McLeod's Daughters."

- It's about Peter.

He's married.

- You're lying.

(gentle somber music) - This is his number in Queensland.

His wife answered.

I'm sorry!

- Get out!

(Claire sobbing) (horse snorting) - Look, it's a... - Filly.

What are you gonna call it, Claire?

- Don't know.

Thought Tess might have an idea.

- How about Phoenix?

- Leave it, Mark!

- Why don't you go home?

Don't worry about chasing me around.

- I won't, where's Seany?

- Oh, well, he's with me now.

He's 15 years old and he'll do whatever his big brother does.

(Mark clicking tongue) (distant traffic humming) (thumping energetic music) (engine rumbling) (car door slamming) (tense music) - G'day, bro.

How're you goin'?

- Mark, what are you doing here?

- You know, I figure last year's hassles blown over so I come back looking for you, Seany.

Now what's this I hear about you doing slave labor up at Alex Ryan's?

- No, that's my work with the horses, and he's showing me how to strip a pump down.

- Ooh!

Just one big party, mate, eh?

So who else is up there, besides you?

- Uh, Terry, Brick, a couple of hands, and Alex and the old man.

Nick's on his own at Wilgul now.

Tell you what, mate, stick close to the farmhouse tomorrow and we'll have a bit of fun.

- Mark, what's this?

- No, you're all right, just take it.

- No, Mark, it's not- - Clock's ticking, have to get back to work.

- G'day, Beck!

- Nick off, Mark, leave him alone.

(Mark scoffing) - Come on, he's old enough to hang out with his big brother!

- Yeah, and smart, smarter than some.

- Keep your head up, bro.

- It's all right, little one.

(horse snorting) She's your mum!

Claire's her mum.

- That would make me her grandmother, I don't think so!

- It's all right, Phoenix, it's just me, your great-auntie, Tess.

Everyone loves a back rub, don't they?

- I wish you wouldn't!

Blaze needs to get used to me handling her, she needs to know that I'm the charge.

- Right, sorry.

(gentle music) - Tess.

- Well, sometimes an animal needs a hug!

It helps, don't you think?

- No, I don't think.

- You stay with Granny.

(horse neighing) (horse whinnying) (tense music) (bag thudding) (tense dramatic music) (car door thudding) (gentle upbeat music) ♪ It'll take some time ♪ ♪ To find your heart ♪ ♪ And come back home ♪ ♪ You could walk for miles ♪ ♪ Cross every river ♪ ♪ And find you're not alone ♪ ♪ 'Cause I'll be there ♪ ♪ Oh oh oh oh ♪ ♪ Oh oh oh oh ♪ ♪ No no ♪ ♪ Oh oh oh oh ♪ ♪ Oh oh oh oh ♪ ♪ 'Cause I'll be there ♪ ♪ Ooh ♪ - Hold still, you stupid... Stay there or you're dog food!

Easy, mate!

(horse whinnying) Calm down.

Whoa, boy.

(horse whinnying) - Hey, Seany?

Not like that, mate.

(Sean sighing) - He keeps trying to bite me.

- Yeah, he can't half tell you're nervous.

Jumping around, yelling, and carrying on.

You gotta be calm, mate.

Firm, yeah?

- Yeah, I'm trying.

- Hey, Seany?

There's nothing to be scared of, mate.

- I'm not scared.

- Righto, get back in there then.

Go on.

- Okay.

Okay, buddy.

I'm the boss here.

You don't bite me, I won't bite you.

You're my favorite, Wildfire.

You know that, don't you, boy?

- He'd wanna be.

Worth more than a new ute, that beast.

- Come on.

Good boy.

Good boy.

Good on you, mate.

Make me look good.

Oh, good boy.

There you go.

- Good boy, Wildfire.

Good boy.

Come on, come on, boy.

Good boy.

- Show me you can handle him, I might let you ride him some time.

(inspirational music) What do you reckon?

- Bring it on.

Come on, boy.

(engine rumbling) (tense music) (metal rattling) (object thudding) (engine rumbling) - So what do you think?

- Oh, sounds like fun.

- [Jodi] Hey, who's that woman with Terry?

- Jane Strzelecki.

She paints landscapes.

Terry must have seen something of hers he likes.

- That'd be great.

- I'll say!

- What?

- He looks keen to me, Mum.

- Oh, don't be silly!

Not that it matters.

- I usually go up to meet and drive to- - It's a date, all right.

Check out her bag of tricks!

The arm touch and the flick of the hair?

What hope has the poor guy got?

She's doing it all by the book!

- But, let's face it, anybody can pull that sorta stuff off.

- So true.

Anybody!

(gentle somber music) - What's this for?

- Having the old rego sticker on the windscreen.

- [Terry] There's a new one there.

- Still an offense.

- Oh, Sergeant, can't we just- - Supposed to take the old one off, sir.

It's not a stamp collection.

- Can you believe this clown?

- Oh, it's just a little bit of bad luck, Terry.

I'll catch you later.

(footsteps thudding) (gentle somber music) (Brick whistling jovially) - Mate, whatever you're on, hand it over.

Hey, Seany?

Don't screw it in too tightly, will you?

You'll strip the head.

- I wasn't.

- Righto, I'm just telling you.

- So when's knock-off time, anyway?

- When you've finished, mate.

- Yeah, you're paying us overtime, are you?

- Look, when you're done without stripping it, just... Look, just finish it, will you, please?

Brick?

- What?

He thinks I'm going to rip him off.

- He just meant make sure you get it right with the pump.

- Wanker.

- What's eating you?

You know, Alex is giving you a good chance here.

- Yeah, you reckon?

I've been working since eight, he's just knocked off, and I've still got this bloody stupid pump to finish.

- It's not a nine to five job.

Handle it.

(pensive music) - It's crap.

- What?

- Nope.

- Well, the pump no good then?

- Oh, she'll be right, Seany's onto it, moody little sod that he is.

- Yeah, you're on a hiding to nothing with that one.

- Get away, Dad!

He's a good worker, he listens and he wants to learn.

- Yeah, yeah, I know.

Something for you there.

- Transfer papers?

- For the chopper.

It's yours.

(gentle sentimental music) Well, you've got a stake in the place since you've come back.

Just don't crash the bloody thing.

- Thanks, Dad.

- Now all that's missing is Nick.

- Call me when dinner's ready.

(tense music) (engine rumbling) (brakes squeaking) (dramatic music) (tense music) (blow thudding) (somber music) - What happened to you, you fall in a grease pit?

Did you clean those tools up?

- They're all right.

- [Brick] I know they're all right, but have you finished with them?

- Just get off my back, all right?

I've got enough with him telling me what to do.

- Hey.

It's pecking order.

Someone less experienced than you comes on board, then you get to tell 'em what to do.

Okay?

- What's that stink?

Are you wearing perfume?

- (chuckling) It's aftershave, you nong.

- Reckon it'll impress my sister, do you?

- Oh, a bit of a family thing, yeah?

Beck likes it, yeah.

- I reckon a few bourbons would be cheaper.

I reckon it's all it takes.

(grim music) - If that's what you think you've got a bit to learn about women, mate.

- No, it sounds like you've got a bit to learn about Becky.

You don't have to go splashing yourself- - Oi!

- Mate.

She puts out for anyone.

You're the only bloke in town that hasn't got any off her yet- (blow thudding) - Don't talk about your sister like that!

- Piss off, you loser!

(dirt rustling) (people on TV chattering) (muffled pop music) - Oh!

Damn things!

- Ah, here we go.

"How to let Mr.

Right know "you're keen without saying a word."

"Number one: bat your eyelashes, "touch his arm every three seconds, "and don't forget the deadly hair flick."

- (sighing) As if I care.

(Jodi scoffing) All right, what was your plan then?

With Terry?

You were just gonna wait around for a few months and then suddenly invite him over for apricot chicken, weren't you?

- Something like that.

(Jodi scoffing) - He's a guy, Mum!

Doesn't muck around though, does he?

- A drink in the pub with Jane doesn't mean that the two of them are on together.

- Oh, come on, you saw her!

(scoffing) (gentle somber music) - Saw you out here.

I'm off to bed now.

- Night.

(gentle sentimental music) How much do private detectives cost, do you know?

- Well, not really.

I suppose it depends, what you hire them for.

- Well, I was just thinking.

It's pretty stupid not to run checks on people before you get involved with them.

- Checks?

- Yeah.

I mean, why not?

Instead of just charging in and- - Lovers charge in, Claire, that's what lovers do.

It's cold tonight.

- Mm.

- I know we don't do this with animals, but since Phoenix is so valuable I thought- - What?

- Maybe she needs a blanket.

- It's one cold night, Tess.

She's gotta get tough.

- Sure, but couldn't I just- - I've already checked her, she's okay.

- Do me a favor?

- What?

- Don't eat all the chocolate.

- Go to bed.

(keyboard keys clacking) - You should be doing this, Dad.

(sighing) Man, I cannot work this system out!

- Don't blame me, I didn't set it up.

(tense music) - Have either of you been talking to Nick?

- Not for a couple of days.

- Hm.

I've been calling him, he's not answering.

- [Alex] Have you tried the Gungellan Pub, Mum?

- (sighing) What if he's had an accident?

- Mum, Nick stays out overnight, you know?

Sometimes it's working, sometimes it's not.

- I might drive over.

- Liz, stop babying him.

He wants to make a point, he wants to do it on his own, so let him.

(crickets chirping) (grim music) - We've gotta spend a lotta time together, you know?

(horse nickering) Okay.

I'll give it a go, just don't tell anyone.

(gentle sentimental music) Oh!

You like that!

Hey?

Do you like that?

Oh.

Yeah.

(kiss smacking) (horse snorting) Ooh!

Ooh!

Ooh!

(Claire chuckling) - (chuckling) I haven't had this much fun in such a long time!

- Oh, and we have a very happy long weekend crowd in here today, folks.

What we're seeing right now is the classic workman's smile, followed by the arm touch, classic stroke that.

Oh, now we've got the flick of the hair, with a double-turn twist pike degree of difficulty.

- Shut up, Jodi!

Looks more like a nervous tic to me.

- I'll see you then.

- See you later, Terry.

- I'll be back.

(gentle music) (trunk thudding) (engine rumbling) Hello.

(Meg chuckling) Did you forget something?

- No, why?

- Oh, it's just that I, uh, I noticed you were in yesterday.

- Oh, that.

- You know it doesn't matter how thorough I am, I, I still manage to forget something.

- Is there something wrong with your neck or?

- Uh, you should let me know when you're coming in 'cause we could travel in together.

Maybe have lunch?

- Well, that's what I was starting to tell you, I, I stayed in last night.

- Oh!

- Yeah, we're waiting for a delivery, you know?

There's no point in coming in twice so I spent the night with a friend.

- Oh, that's nice for you.

- Um...

I just got... (footsteps thudding) (somber music) (engine rumbling) - You might wanna drop her back a cog, mate.

- She's fine in third.

- No, drop her back to second, will you?

(gears clicking) Oh, hey, easy, what?

Not like that!

- Will you stop hassling me, all right?

I know how to drive.

- Yeah, right, like you know how to box.

So how come you forgot to duck that right hook someone swung at you?

Come on, Seany, cough it up, who was it?

- I told you, I walked into a door.

- Listen, mate.

I don't expect you to be a ray of sunshine all the time, but I'm on your side, so lighten up, will you?

I'm talking to you, Sean.

Yeah, I can hear you.

(engine rumbling) (grim music) - Down there, will you, mate?

Straight down there.

(insects chittering) (engine rumbling) (car door slamming) Hey, Nick!

What's he doing this far out?

It's been here for hours.

- Where is he?

- He'll be around.

- What if he's hurt?

- Then we go and get help, all right?

Go that way.

Move it!

Nick!

- [Sean] Nick!

(engines rumbling) - Look, we've checked the surrounding paddocks where we found the ute.

- Yeah?

- But it's worth another look.

Start there.

- Right.

- Righto.

(engine rumbling) - Alex, you take the chopper, I'm gonna check the roads.

- Yeah, righto.

- I'm coming with you, Harry!

- [Harry] No, you stay here, love, in case he calls.

- I'll stay here on my own waiting for bad news?

I don't think so!

- Where do you want us to look?

- It's under control, we can manage.

- [Alex] Mum.

- Well, you need our help Mrs. Ryan, this is Nick!

- You always need to help, Tess.

- Look, we've checked the Wilgul Homestead.

Why don't you park yourselves over there in case he turns up?

- Righto, oh, Meg and the others are heading towards the national park.

- Hey, Alex!

I could ride in the chopper with you, I could keep an eye out- - No, you stay here!

- What's the point?

- Look I need you to stay here and listen for the phone, Seany.

Keep your eyes open, okay?

- (sighing) Typical.

(Sean sighing) (tense somber music) - [Tess] Anything in the sheds?

- Nope.

What about the house?

- Place is wrecked.

Clothes everywhere, cupboards open, furniture all over the place.

- Everything normal then.

- Yeah.

Well, there's gotta be a simple explanation.

- Yeah, yeah, there will be.

- He's gone to the city, hasn't told anyone, like last time.

- Last time?

- Yeah, he stopped in to stay hi at the cafe.

He had a physio session so he stayed the night.

On the floor.

- Well, that would have been good for his hip.

- So I think the simple explanation is he's had a few beers and bingled his ute.

- (chuckling) Yeah, he's probably just sleeping it off under a tree somewhere.

- Sure, that sounds like Nick.

(engine rumbling) (suspenseful music) (hoofbeats clopping) - Found anything yet?

- No, the gate's open.

Could be day trippers.

- Not many of them out this way.

Where are you headed?

- I'm gonna stick with this path, check the ditches.

- I might head up to the old shack.

It's weird, eh?

- Mm.

Beck?

Uh, listen, Sean was pretty rude yesterday arvo and we ended up having a blue.

- Hey, that's not hard, he can drive you crazy sometimes.

- Yeah, I know, but what I mean by a blue is- - Don't worry about it.

Let's think about Nick.

I'll catch you later, huh?

- All right.

(hoofbeats clopping) (engine revving) - [Frank] Terry.

- What now?

- Parking too far from the curb.

- I would have settled for a warning!

- You weren't around.

- Listen, mate, I, I understand you've got a job to do- - Oh, yeah, I sure do.

- And you want us to know that you mean business.

Look, that, that's fair enough, but why is it always me?

Uh, we kick off on the wrong foot or what?

- You're on my patch is all.

Always like to keep an eye on ex-crims who are on my patch.

(tense music) (shovel scraping) (engine rumbling) (thumping energetic music) (car door slamming) - G'day, mate!

They all gone?

- Yeah?

- We're on our way then.

- They're all looking for Nick.

What have you done, Mark?

- You're still here, bro.

I knew I could count on you, eh?

Come on, let's go.

- What's going on?

- It's me and you, mate.

- What does that mean, Mark?

- Well we've got the whole place to ourselves, take your pick, eh?

We'll load up the van, grab all the stuff.

What's he got, big TV, big hi-fi system?

What's he got, money in the old shoes?

Come on, let's have- - No, look, Mark, just wait, all right?

- Some fun, mate.

- What happens later when he gets back and- - Ah, it's all right, we'll grab the good stuff, and then we'll torch the rest, all right?

- No, I can't, Mark.

- Well sure, you can!

When you're with me, you make a difference.

When you're with me, you're something special, you remember you said that to me?

(Sean sighing) - We did some dumb things.

- Yeah, and what are you doing now?

What are you, Alex's little mate?

So, make a difference!

Now what's Alex into around here, what's he gonna miss?

(Sean breathing shakily) (horse snorting) (grim music) Oh, horse flesh?

(clicking tongue) Nice one, bro!

Always wanted to be a rustler!

- No, Mark!

(helicopter whirring) (tense music) No, leave him alone, Mark.

- Come on, mate.

- Forget the horse!

- Here we go, easy!

Easy!

Come on.

Come on, stupid, come on!

- No, not like that!

Mark, he's panicking, you'll hurt him!

- Yeah, well, how else is he gonna understand?

- Look, you gotta show him respect.

Talk to him, be calm, firm.

- Well, go on, you go, horse boy.

Go on, show me.

- No!

- I'm gonna take it one or another, mate!

Get in there and do it!

Get the horse.

Go and get it.

- Hey, Wildfire.

(horse snorting) Just like yesterday, eh, mate?

You know me.

Nothing to worry about, just a short trip for you.

Good boy.

(horse snorting) Good boy.

Good boy.

(horse snorting) - Good stuff.

Come on, let's get moving, bro.

(horse snorting) - [Sean] Where are you taking him, Mark?

- I don't know, I'll try and flog him somewhere, I guess.

- Come on, we've gotta get him in the trailer, let's move.

- No, I can't, Mark, no.

- Uh, well, you got to, mate, you got to.

Come on, horse, let's go, let's go, come on.

(engine rumbling) (tense music) (Liz sighing) - This should never have happened.

- We don't know for sure anything has happened.

- What, you think he'd walk away and leave the ute if nothing was wrong?

- There's a lot of explanations.

- Give me one.

- You're acting like it's my fault.

Hang on.

Is that him?

(somber hopeful music) (engine rumbling) (car door slamming) - Thank God!

Oh, Nick, I was, I was so scared!

- It's okay, I'm all right.

- What happened, Nick?

We've had half the district out looking for you.

- Alex found your ute abandoned in Ferguson's Gully.

- I was jumped from behind out on the western fence.

- What?

- I was out cold all night.

- Where did they hit you?

Let me see!

- Doesn't make any sense.

- I'm okay, Mum, relax, I've just got a headache, that's all.

- Well, you're coming home and we're going to get you a doctor straight away!

- Yeah, and then I'm gonna find out who did this to me.

(engine rumbling) (thumping energetic music) (Mark laughing) - Haven't you ever towed anything before?

Slow down!

- Yeah, when we get some distance between us and the Ryans, mate.

Whoa-ho!

- Now, Mark, he'll break a leg, he'll be no use to you then, will he?

Slow down!

- Yeah, all right, mate, righto, righto.

You know, we should've just torched the place, mate, would've been a whole lot quicker.

- I wanna get out and have a look, make sure he's all right.

- Is he standing up?

- Yeah, but I'm not- - He's all right then.

- I'm not sure that I did the ropes up right, he could've broke loose, Mark.

- Mate, I'll slow down, all right?

Let me get past Fisher and then I'll stop.

- Mark, if you don't- - Hey, you wanna get us caught?

- No, but you- - Then shut up, Seany, and let me drive, mate!

- Stupid.

(trailer rattling) (grim music) (Liz sighing) - I'll be watching him very carefully, Doctor, and thank you so much for coming out so promptly.

- You're welcome, if you need me again, give me a call.

- Yes, thank you.

- Don't start with the chicken soup, Mum.

- You heard what he said.

If you feel dizzy even for a second, you're going straight to hospital.

- [Nick] Yeah, yeah.

- Nick?

Are you okay?

- [Nick] Yeah, yeah, I'm fine.

- You get a look at who did this to you?

- Yeah, I wish.

- Thanks for helping with the search party.

- No worries.

- Thanks, Tess.

- Oh, you should get that X-rayed, I mean, I could give you a lift- - We know exactly what needs to be done, Tess.

(sighing) You must have a whole morning's chores at Drover's Run to catch up on.

- Yeah, we do.

Come on, Tess.

See you, Nick.

- Take it easy.

- Yeah.

- Bye, Mrs. Ryan.

- Bye, Tess.

(birds chirping) (insects chittering) (suspenseful music) - Sean!

Where the bloody hell are you?

No!

(dramatic suspenseful music) - Guys are bringing your ute back, Nick.

- Mr. Ryan!

We got trouble!

- What now?

- Seany's gone, the gate to the yard's open, and Wildfire's missing.

- Bloody hell!

I said he could go for a ride but- - No, don't think he's gone for a ride.

The float's missing too.

- Oh, get away, he wouldn't!

- Saw that coming, didn't I?

- Well, is my ute still there?

- None of the cars are gone.

- Yeah, well, he's obviously got help, hasn't he, Dad?

- Nick, get Frank da Costa, we'll take the chopper up.

- [Nick] Right.

- So does Nick know who hit him?

- No, it's still a mystery.

(engine rumbling) (car door slamming) - Hey.

- Hey.

Wildfire's gone, so's Seany.

- No, he wouldn't, not a horse.

It's not Sean, I gotta go.

- [Claire] Becky!

- Yeah, I'll make it up to you, I promise.

- I'm buying a new tractor.

- What do you mean it's not Seany?

- Mark's in town, figure it out.

(car door slamming) (helicopter whirring) - No, I always had my doubts about that kid.

He obviously set the whole thing up.

That diversion with Nick, he could've killed him out there!

- Hey, Dad!

That's the Fisher Road below us.

You see anything?

- No!

- Calm down, mate, calm down.

(horse whinnying) I just want to make sure.

Come on.

Calm down, mate!

Calm down.

Yeah, he's pulled it undone, Mark.

Calm down, mate.

Calm down, calm down.

- Aw, come on, Sean, we can't hang around while you practice your horse whispering, mate.

- I need to calm him down, Mark.

- Oh, I'll calm him down then.

- Yeah.

Okay, nothing to freak out about, mate.

Whoa, easy.

Come on, it's me, Sean.

Shh, calm down.

- All right, Seany, outta the float, mate.

- No, no, Mark!

- Get outta the way.

- I can keep him inside, I promise.

- Get outta the way.

- No, Mark, that's sick!

Leave the horse.

- Mate, I want Alex Ryan to feel a little bit of pain for once.

- Well, do it then, shoot Alex.

- What?

- If you've got the guts to pull the trigger, Mark, do it, but don't you hurt some poor horse just 'cause it's worth a bit of money!

- Mate, it's not about the animal.

- Leave it here, okay?

I'll look after him.

- No, I came back here for you, Seany, all right?

I want things to be the way they were before with us, okay?

So ditch the nag and let's go!

(helicopter whirring) (suspenseful music) - Hey, look!

There, what's that?

- [Police Radio] 105 North Avenue 52.

- [Alex] That's them!

- Yeah, Sergeant?

About 10Ks past the Fisher turnoff, over.

(helicopter whirring) (horse whinnying) - Easy, mate!

- Come on, get him in, get him in!

- No, Mark, it'd take too long!

(helicopter whirring) Easy!

(horse whinnying) Easy.

Easy, easy, mate!

No, mate, Wildfire!

(horse whinnying) (helicopter whirring down) - Put the brakes on, Ryan.

- Righto, now it adds up.

- What's this rubbish?

- No, Mark, I didn't mean it.

- Yeah, you guys are gonna sit on your arses and me and Seany are getting out of here.

- No, that's not gonna happen, mate.

- Don't push me, Alex.

I'd love to put a bullet into you, mate.

- Geez, you're full of it, Howard, it's pathetic.

(gunshot booming) (all grunting) - Someone's gotta have to go after Wildfire, he bolted.

- Shut up, kid, you're already in enough trouble.

(engine rumbling) - [Alex] Come on, have a go, Howard.

- Get off me.

(car door slamming) (somber music) - Sorry, Alex, I didn't wanna hurt Wildfire.

- It was all Seany's idea, I'm not into horse rustling.

- Is that right?

- Seany?

- No!

- I just came along just to help him, just protect him, you know?

- Yeah, yeah ,and he gave himself a black eye just to convince you, right?

- No, I thought you did that.

- No, that's crap!

- That's what I was trying to tell you.

- Hey, the boyfriend's just like the old man, eh?

Bit of a basher.

(blow thudding) - He was getting himself sorted out and you had to come and wreck everything, Mark!

He's not like you, he's never been like you!

- Come on, Becky.

- He's just a kid!

- It's all right, hey.

- [Becky] He's just a kid.

- Alex, see if you can spot Wildfire from the air.

(Becky sobbing) (helicopter whirring) If I have to put that horse down, I'll deal with you both myself.

- Shh.

(helicopter whirring) (pensive music) - [Nick] Hey, Alex, it's Nick.

Did you find Wildfire yet, over?

- Yeah, look, I just got him, he's heading towards the national park, over.

- [Nick] Can you set down close enough, over?

- No, look, can you send somebody over on horseback?

Over.

- Yeah, I'll get Terry onto it.

Can you give me the exact location, over?

- Yeah, he's just, uh, he's just crossed the ford where the old bridge was, do you copy that?

Over.

- Yeah, yeah, I know the one.

Look, I'll get him there, over.

(helicopter whirring) (helicopter whirring) (adventurous music) (Alex chuckling) - He's playing with you, Terry, he's teasing you.

(helicopter whirring) Nice work, Terry, nice work!

(pensive music) (helicopter whirring) (birds chirping) - I was thinking that maybe Sean could come and stay with me for a while, if you've finished with him.

- I've taken his statement.

- Did you charge him?

- It seems the Ryans are inclined to believe his story.

- (sighing) Not what they said outside.

- Well, he's got work to finish.

Got a pump to install for starters.

What else?

- Uh, horse sheds to muck out?

- Yeah, 'til the cows come home, right?

- Yeah.

- Now how about you tell your sister what you told me?

- I'm sorry.

I'm really sorry, sis.

- Yeah, you'd wanna be.

- No more chances, Sean.

Next time we run across you.

(gentle somber music) - Hey, Alex?

Thanks again.

- Ah, kid stuffed up.

I'm not gonna be the one to put him in juvenile detention.

- Has anyone come for Mark yet?

- Patrol car from Fisher's due any minute.

He's wanted for parole violations, did you know?

(birds chirping) - [Mark] Seany all right then?

- Yeah.

- What made him so special?

You never had two minutes for me.

All our lives, you looked after him.

No one was ever there for me.

- I was scared of you, Mark.

I was growing up and you were already so angry at everything.

- You weren't exactly Pollyanna.

- I know.

And you're right, I wasn't there, not for you, but people get by somehow, and- - Yeah.

All I've ever done is get by.

I do what I gotta do.

- But you never took a chance, Mark!

You could've gotten out and you took the easy way- - What chances?

You lived in the house, you knew what went on!

Chances?

(Mark chuckling) - I'll come visit you this time.

Maybe we can talk.

Do you want me to come and visit you?

(Mark sighing) - Whatever.

Hey, Beck?

You think you're getting by, (tense music) but how do you know?

- [Liz] What's happening, where is he?

- Terry's bringing him in now.

- No, it's Terry's day off.

- Oh, right, I forgot, well, it must be Brick.

- No, no, no, Brick left a while ago.

He's gone to pick up Becky.

(gentle sentimental music) (hoofbeats clopping) - He's gonna need an early night.

- So, looks like you found your seat there.

- Yeah, decided it was time to get back in the saddle.

- And they said you couldn't.

- Yeah, goes to show what they know, Mum.

(Nick grunting) - Good to see, son, good to see.

(Nick sighing) (Liz chuckling) - Oh!

(chuckling) - Come on.

- All sorted then?

- Yeah, no worries, um, Sean's gone with Alex- - Yeah, I saw Alex.

Listen.

About this business of me thumping Sean.

I know I shouldn't have, but he, he was asking for it.

- Yeah, I figured he must have.

- No, I shouldn't have done it but you- - No.

You and Sean, you can sort it out.

- Yeah, I reckon, reckon we can.

- Yeah.

- Listen, you feel like going out for some tea?

Chinese!

I understand if you don't.

- No.

I love Chinese.

- Excellent, me too!

(gentle romantic music) - You got enough money for honey prawns?

- No problems, uh, I've been saving up.

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