♪ Ah ♪ - [Narrator] Previously on McLeod's Daughters.

- I'm not upping the price.

You guys can just pull your finger out.

I could shear faster than you lot.

- Oh, you reckon?

- Yeah, I do.

- [Marty] Done.

- Done.

(Marty laughs) (clippers buzzing) (dramatic music) Okay, so you've had your dummy's bit.

Can we get back to work now?

- Well, Claire, if you want to do it by yourself, fine.

Do it by yourself.

- Just forget about your ego for five seconds.

We've got a contract.

- Sue me if you like.

I'll invoice you for the work we've done.

- Jodi, he raped me.

Anything I do to him won't be enough.

- No.

(light guitar music) I come back when I finish my Army service and then we can live free from fear.

- Promise you'll write.

- Every day.

- Hey.

Whoa.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

(sheep baaing) Right up, right up.

- So she's an accountant and he's a software consultant.

We're the next big thing for city people.

Farm stock, ecotourism, getting in touch with the bush again.

- Roy, sit down.

Come here, come here.

It's your idea, Tess, your headache.

I've got the shearers coming, I don't have time for this.

- Yeah, but that's the whole point of a home stay.

They just blend in with whatever's going on.

- No way.

They are not helping with the shearing.

They're gonna be flat out.

- Yeah, but can't they just watch?

I mean, I haven't had time to arrange anything and they're only booked two days ago.

- Right back, right back, Roy.

Look, show 'em the cattle, show 'em the horses.

Just keep 'em away from us.

- Yes, but my website promised them country hospitality.

I mean, I need you guys to be- - Hokey?

- No, I need you to help.

Claire, this could earn us a lot of money.

- [Claire] Or cost us a mint.

- Alright, $20 says they're gonna have a terrific holiday and to prove it they're gonna write it in the guest book.

- Guest book?

- Yep.

- Yep, you're on.

(Tess laughs) - That's the easiest 20 bucks you've ever earned.

- Yep.

- Go on.

- Where's Jodi?

(tranquil music) (engine puttering) (gentle music) (Jodi gasping) - Thanks for the lift.

- Good run?

- Yeah, not bad.

(dramatic music) - What are you doing here?

- I'm on the team.

- (scoffs) Not after last time, you're not.

- I'm a good shearer, Claire.

I'm here to work.

You want the job done?

- Well, get in there, you're wasting time.

(gentle music) (horse whinnies) - Alberto, hey.

- So, you still have your voice?

- Yeah.

- You have your arms, your legs, your head is still attached.

Now I know you have rejected me for reasons other than you are dying, I have no need to stay any longer.

- Alberto, wait.

Hey!

(light upbeat music) ♪ It'll take some time to find your heart ♪ ♪ And come back home ♪ ♪ You could run for miles ♪ ♪ Cross every river ♪ ♪ And find you're not alone ♪ ♪ Because I'll be there ♪ ♪ Oh ♪ ♪ Oh ♪ ♪ You're not alone ♪ ♪ Oh ♪ ♪ Oh ♪ ♪ 'Cause I'll be there ♪ ♪ Ooh ♪ Alberto, will you stop?

I can't talk to you while you're walking away.

- Simple solution, do not talk.

- What are you on about?

I haven't heard from you in almost a year.

- I wrote you every week, even in the Army.

In Italy, I was writing (speaking in foreign language) Jodi.

Always I signed my letters, (speaking in foreign language).

- I never got your letters.

- No?

- No, honestly.

Look, a couple arrived and then nothing.

I thought you'd forgotten me.

- I can't, never.

But where are they?

This is not like Italy.

Here the letters, they arrive.

- Hi.

- Alberto, Craig.

Craig, Alberto.

Craig delivers the mail.

(suspenseful music) (upbeat music) - Wool away!

- [Claire] We're behind already, Meg.

Where's Jodi?

- Still getting the mail from Craig I suppose.

- The sheep are in.

If your shearing, we'll help.

- Oh no, I thought we'd have a look around first.

There's the cattle and the horses to ride- - No, really, we'll fit in with whatever's going on.

- [Paul] We're keen.

We haven't had a holiday in three years.

- Five years, but it's okay.

We're making up for it in quality time.

- Okay, okay, I might have mislaid one or two, okay?

- One or two?

- I was trying to protect you, okay?

I didn't want you to get hurt.

I didn't know this guy was coming back.

- Oh, really?

- Plus you're dating me, you're with me.

- Craig, that's only because you stole the letters.

- Well, plus... All right, look, I've got to deliver the mail, okay?

- Why bother?

Just throw the rest of it away.

I'm sorry.

I didn't know.

- Jodi?

Alberto?

- Mum.

Alberto's back.

- As I promised.

- Amazing.

(laughs) And good.

Good to see you, Alberto.

- So this is where it all happens.

Just make your way through.

- Phew, how can you stand it?

- Skye, don't.

- I'm just expressing an opinion.

- So as you can see, Claire is sorting the wool and so is Becky.

That's it, make your way through.

Don't be shy.

What's Marty doing here?

- Well, the shearing has got to be done, Tess.

- What can we do to help?

- Tess will explain.

The best thing you can do is just watch and not help.

(razor buzzing) - They go fast, don't they?

- [Claire] Well, they get paid by the sheep.

Doesn't pay to slow down.

- [Man] You're classing, right?

- [Claire] Yeah, that's right.

- You got any of that micro fine wool?

I saw the prices you get for that, pretty amazing.

- No, we're not in that market.

- But you're aiming for it, right?

- No.

Tess?

- The sheep are in good nick.

- Yeah, it's hard to believe, isn't it?

And all done without your help.

- Yeah, well.

(chuckles) We all make mistakes, eh?

I made more than most.

- That almost sounds like an apology.

- If you almost accept it, we'll be square.

What do you reckon?

- I reckon you're pushing your luck, mate.

Alex.

- Claire.

Your accountant rang.

- Hmm?

- We're gonna need those receipts.

- Oh.

- I heard you two had hooked up.

- Yeah, we're in business together.

- I heard you've got a bit of competition too, Peter Johnson.

- Peter Johnson?

He's toast, mate, it's all signed up.

- You able to look after those books yourself?

We're a bit shorthanded.

- Right.

Paying guests?

- Yeah.

- Tess's idea?

- No, mine.

- Yours?

(Claire laughs) - God, you're easy.

(laughs) - She got me.

(gentle upbeat music) - You have a questions, Meg.

- Do I?

- Question one, why am I here?

Because I did what I said I would.

I went back to Italy, I did my service, I came back.

Question one, yes?

- Sort of.

- Question two, am I a good man?

I don't know.

It is for Jodi to decide.

If she wishes, I am here for her.

- A fair bit of time's passed, Alberto.

- I understand.

Jodi may well not feel the same for me.

With Claire's permission, I will stay here two, maybe three days and then if Jodi decides against me, I will go away and not bother her again.

- Do I have a question three?

(Alberto chuckles) - [Tess] That's it, Roy.

Steady, Roy.

(sheep baaing) (gentle music) No, you're doing fine.

- It's fun, isn't it?

- (laughs) Do you have to keep saying that?

- Hey, Gabi.

I think she's having a good time and doesn't want us to know.

- I hope so.

- Oh, that's it, girls.

No more jokes about my riding style.

(Tess laughs) - No, you're doing really well, honestly.

- Can I have that in writing?

- [Tess] Sure.

(Roy barking) Move it, come on.

Psst, psst, psst.

Well done, guys, that was great.

- [Gabi] What do you want us to do with the horses now?

- Um, well you can take them into the yards if you like but don't worry about the saddles I'll do that later.

- Okay.

- [Tess] And, um, afternoon tea's on the veranda.

- Paul.

- Oh, I might give Tess a hand.

So, what's to be done?

- Ah, I was just gonna check on the water, actually.

- That sounds like fun.

Here, allow me.

- Um, I was gonna get the gate.

- Oh sure.

- All right, get it over with.

- [Meg] What?

What?

- The lecture.

- What lecture?

- Oh, don't act all innocent, Mum, I can tell it's in there bursting to come out.

- The bit where I tell you to think things through and not to rush in.

- And how I'm only young once and I shouldn't be in such a hurry to grow up, blah, blah, blah.

- Well.

(Jodi sighs) I won't bore you any further then having said all that.

- Oh, no arguments there.

Hey, you do like him though, don't you?

- Yes.

(gentle music) - (sighs) Good.

- Are these okay here?

- [Tess] Yeah.

I'm glad you're here, um, I need a guy's point of view.

- I'm a guy.

- Yes, you are.

Look, um, I could be wrong about this.

I could be worrying about nothing.

- No, not you, Tess.

- I mean if it was a guy that I knew or liked or I felt comfortable with and, and he patted me, or he brushed against me like he did then I wouldn't have even noticed.

- And we're talking about?

- A guest.

Anyway do you think it matters?

I mean it was just, the tiniest thing but- - Look, every woman has a circle around her, like so big.

And unless you're very sure about how she feels, you never break through that circle.

(gentle music) Like this.

Because if you're wrong, there's no second chances.

- And do all guys know this?

- Yeah.

- What about when you got the leech off my leg?

- Well that's different I was just trying to be a hero.

- Oh, so it's okay to be the hero?

- Wasn't it?

(gentle music) Do you need a hand with this guy?

- No, I don't.

It's fine.

- [??]

Are you sure?

- I can handle him.

Thanks.

- How long have you been on the road this time?

- Oh, a couple of months.

I haven't got my own crew anymore so, you know, I've got to take the work where it comes.

- Even out here?

- Especially out here, Claire.

- So, Claire, I thought I'd do my spiced lamb and couscous.

- Um, I might go and wash up.

- Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt.

- No, no, it's finished anyway.

- I did interrupt something, didn't I?

- Oh, don't be ridiculous.

It's Marty.

- Yeah, but you weren't giving him a hard time.

You know, Claire, if you did want to, um, put yourself out there again then he is kind of cute.

- Please, it's Marty we're talking about.

I mean he's all right, I suppose, but he's not... - [Tess] No, he's not Peter.

- I thought Peter was the perfect man.

(scoffs) How wrong was I?

- Yeah, but there's no such thing as a perfect guy, Claire, but bits of them are pretty excellent.

- I'm gonna take a shower, a hot one.

- Oh, Claire, not just yet, I'm, our guests are bathing.

- Great, last in the queue in my own house.

(gentle upbeat music) ♪ The girl you kissed in the forest ♪ ♪ But you're number one number one ♪ ♪ Number one in my ♪ (Claire laughs) - Hi.

- Hi, uh, sorry, I thought you, um, all you lot had finished in there.

- Oh, you sound pretty good.

(Claire scoffs) You need to work on the high notes.

- My mother is completely out of control.

You have to hide me.

- Interesting thought.

- [Gabi] Ah, there you are.

I thought you might like to come for a walk before dinner.

- You and me?

- Skye.

Come on, it'll do us good.

Burn off some of those calories Tess has been feeding us.

Come on.

- Home-stay guests.

- Yeah.

- Well, um, I'll see you in the morning then.

- Yeah, and the high notes.

- Yeah, I'll work on them.

(gentle music) - Ah, do you want another blanket?

- No, this is enough.

- I can get one for you.

It'll only take a sec.

(chuckles) Listen to me.

I want to say all this stuff and all I can talk about is blankets.

- You want me to leave?

- No.

No.

It's just that, it's been so long and with Craig and everything.

- I understand, many things have happened to you since I went away.

- Yeah.

No, well, not that many things, I mean I haven't with Craig, I'm still, I'm not- - Shh, it will be all right, Jodi, we will take things slowly.

- Well we don't have to take it too slowly.

(gentle music) - Hey!

Keep your hands off her, okay!

- Craig!

- If you want her, you're gonna have to fight for her.

- [Jodi] Oh!

- So, over here there's a new horse yard and the shear- - You bastard!

- We should settle this like gentlemen, eh?

- Oh, my God.

- No, no, no, it's all right.

(men grunting) - I remind you I've been recently in the Army.

- Ah, guys, come on, stop it.

(Craig grunting) - [Craig] You're really asking for this.

- [Jodi] Oh, guys stop it, okay.

- [Alberto] I warn you once more only.

(blow thudding) (Craig groaning) - Oh, my God.

Are you okay?

- [Craig] I made a complete dick of myself.

- Oh, hold still.

I only stole the letters 'cause I like her so much.

- Hm, well, she might not see it that way at the moment so it might be a good idea to lie low for a while.

- Do you think she'll come around?

- She might, eventually.

- Well, what if you put a good word in for me?

- Ah, not a good idea.

There, how's that?

- It hurts.

- Yeah, well, love does.

- You know it's awful fighting like that, they're going to think we're all hillbillies.

- Hm, guilty.

- It's not funny I want everything to be perfect for them.

- Yeah, well, good luck.

- Where are you going?

- To bed.

- No, you can't.

Claire, don't pick.

They're expecting to eat with all of us.

- What're we supposed to talk about with them?

- Well, whatever you like, the weather, politics, anything, so long as it's farm-related.

(Claire sighs) - Yeah, fly-strike can, uh, be a real problem.

You see they've got a lot of, um, loose skin all around their uh, backsides, and, um, all the feces and the urine and the moisture it all collects there.

The maggots have a field day, they think it's Christmas.

Oh, sorry, you, um, want some of this green stuff?

- Not yet.

- Skye?

- No, thanks.

(gentle upbeat music) - Having fun?

- No.

- Sorry.

- I guess you must really love it here?

- Yep, I do.

- I'd probably like it too if it was home, if I was working.

- Oh, it can't be bad having parents that take you on holidays to the country.

- It's weird.

All this family holiday stuff, it's so not us.

- (laughs) So why are you here?

- Mum's idea.

Trying to pretend that we're a normal family.

- Oh, you seem like a normal family to me.

- If normal is never seeing each other, because everyone works 14 hours a day.

So, (laughs) what do you guys do around here for fun?

(Becky laughs) Ring dial a shearer?

- Hey, they smell like the shearing sheds.

Trust me, I speak from experience.

- Well, mulesing saves sheep's lives.

You see what you do is you cut off about, oh, half of that plates worth of skin and then it heals over and you're left with the scar tissue and the maggots have got nowhere to live.

Oh, well, that's the theory anyway.

- I hope you're all hungry?

- Mm.

- What is it?

- Skye.

- Oh, no, that's all right.

It's, um, spiced lamb filets with onion couscous.

- No, thanks, I'm vegetarian.

- Since when, sweetie?

- Since Claire explained the things they do to lambs' bottoms.

(Paul chucking) - Your poor hand.

Does it hurt?

(Alberto speaking in foreign language) - Oh, I'm so sorry about Craig.

Look, if I had known about the letters and if I knew you were really coming back I would never have had anything to do with him, I swear.

- Cara, we are human.

- Yeah I know, I just don't want you to hate me, that's all.

- I would never do that.

I understand what it was like, it was the same for me.

When you didn't answer my letters, I too succumbed briefly to another woman.

(dramatic music) - What other woman?

- She was no one, not compared to you.

- What, um, when you say succumbed?

- It was only a short time, maybe only a month.

- Only a month?

A month is ages!

Well, you're not supposed to- - Believe me it meant nearly nothing and you were so far away!

- Wait, hang on a sec, you said I meant everything to you, you said I filled your heart.

- Jodi.

- Well, apparently you found just a little bit more room, didn't you?

- Jodi.

- No, I'm sorry, that is not how it's supposed to work.

- Jodi!

(dramatic music) - Well I've got an early one so I might turn in.

Thanks for dinner.

- Night, Becky.

- Isn't everyone coming on the tour?

- What tour?

- The tour of the evening sky.

- Um, it's on the website.

- [Skye] It sounds great.

I'm going to bed.

- But the stars are so pretty out here and there's a full moon.

- Well, if you're too tired I can cancel.

- I'm not tired.

The full moon, the company of beautiful women, who could ask for anything more?

- Claire you should come, too.

You love stars.

- Sorry.

- Please.

- Oh, I've got an early one too.

Anyway, you're the astronomer in the family.

(gentle music) - Oh, thanks.

(gentle music) (Roy barking) Okay, um, so, oh, yes, that's the Milky Way and, um, those bright stars that's the saucepan which is called Orion and, oh, yes, there's Perseus.

- Where exactly?

- Um, see above that tree, yeah, helping Andromeda.

And there's Pegasus.

- You're bluffing, I like that.

- A bit more to your left, Gabi.

- If someone who you thought was really nice did something really off would you still like them?

- Well, that depends what they did.

- They betrayed someone.

- Well no one's perfect and if they're sorry- - No, but it was a really bad betrayal.

- Well, if you really can't forgive them you've just got to weigh up who you're hurting more, you or them.

- Me, probably.

- (sighs) He shouldn't have done it but I know Craig feels terrible about the letters.

- Craig?

What's Craig got to do with anything?

- Uh, uh.

- So I think that's the Big Bear, Gabi, but it's a bit hard to see with the full moon.

- Oh, it doesn't matter, it's still gorgeous.

- Yep.

- Paul, isn't it beautiful?

- Sure is.

What's that?

- Oh, it's probably just a rabbit or something, I don't know.

- Oi!

Give us a break.

- Oh, sorry.

(dramatic suspenseful music) - [Paul] You bastard!

You're gonna pay!

- What's going on?

- This scumbag raped my daughter.

- I didn't rape anyone, she came on to me.

- Oh, she's 15.

- 15?

- She told me she was 18.

- Oh, crap!

- Hey, hey, hey!

- Listen, mate, you hit me and I'm gonna hit you back.

- Marty!

- Get this, it wasn't rape, got it?

- Well, tell that to the police.

- Oh, Jesus I'm out of here.

- No, Marty, just, just, that's not gonna help.

Look your phone won't work here we'll just use the phone inside, okay?

- Oh, come, Claire, you know I wouldn't rape anyone.

- Yeah, well, let the police sort that out.

- You- - Paul.

Come on.

- Yeah, you'll keep, mate.

(dramatic music) - So, do you really think it's possible.

Marty?

- I don't know.

Marty's okay- - Marty's an okay guy and okay guys don't rape.

She's just a girl why should anyone listen to her?

- I've known Marty for years.

- Oh, yeah, like you knew Brian for years?

(mournful music) (door thuds) You pathetic jerk.

- Oh, Becky, hey, you know I- - Any kid, any stranger's fair game for you bastards, isn't it?

- Listen, come on, Becky, this is bull.

- Come on, Becky.

- It's not the way to do it, Beck.

Come on.

- Stuff them, stuff all of them.

- I don't even want police, I just want to go to bed.

- So, what we just hang around until then?

Oh, there must be someone else who can get here?

- I'm sorry.

- She's a 15-year-old child.

- I'm nearly 16.

- We are guests in your house and you allow some animal to rape her.

- Hey, hey, hang on a minute, what- - My daughter is 15 years of age and your shearer rapes her.

- He didn't.

- How do you think I feel?

- Look, I keep telling you he didn't rape me.

You're not even listening.

- She's 15.

That makes it rape.

- Terrific, Tess, just what I needed.

- Gee, Claire, I'm sorry your shearing's been disrupted.

- Oh I mean that home-stay idea was half-baked in the first place but now- - It's not my fault one of your shearers raped one of my guests.

- Marty reckons it wasn't like that.

- Well, of course, Marty's gonna say that.

- Well, Skye's saying the same thing.

Saying it a lot.

- Yeah, well, she probably doesn't want to face what happened, she's ashamed of it.

It's very common with rape victims.

- Well, she's taken herself off to bed and she doesn't look very ashamed to me.

And her father is ropeable.

Did you know that she's only 15?

- 15?

Oh, he took advantage of her then.

- 15-year-olds don't know what they're doing.

- No, Meg, I was 14 and I knew exactly what I was doing.

(melancholy music) - Is there anything I can get you?

Is Skye settled?

Would she like a hot chocolate?

- Oh, she's probably asleep by now.

- You must be worried.

(Gabi sighs) - At 10 months, I thought she was never gonna walk.

At 15 months, I thought she'd never talk and then one day- - Mm, they're almost grown up.

- Almost.

- Then they want their freedom and you just want to protect them from everything, forever.

- Protect Skye?

She doesn't want my help, doesn't need my help.

- You're upset.

You should get some sleep, let the police sort it out.

- They don't need to.

I know it wasn't rape.

He wasn't even her first.

Goodnight.

(melancholy music) (rooster crowing) - Okay, so, we've got some scrambled eggs here.

- Just the coffee.

Here he is.

Don't worry, darling.

You just tell him what that bastard made you do.

- Did you listen to what she said last night?

- I'll handle it.

- I can't imagine how you think any of this is gonna help.

- I said I'd handle it.

- You never have so far.

- That's crap.

- Sergeant Frank Da Costa.

I believe you want to make a complaint?

- We sure do.

- No, we don't, nothing happened here.

- Gabi!

- Skye is not a virgin.

She was suspended from school for trying to seduce a teacher.

- Since when?

- Since two weeks ago when you were too busy to take time off work to attend a lecture from the headmistress about why she's a troubled child.

- Thanks, Mum, put it on the radio.

- Skye, is it?

How about you tell me what's been happening.

(sheep baaing) - I brought these.

I chucked some early ones out.

They just kept on coming and I didn't know what to do with them so they're mostly there.

- Did you read them?

- No.

Well, maybe a few postcards.

- Yeah, well, thanks for bringing them back.

- Yeah.

I'll see ya.

- Hey, Craig.

- Yeah?

- Ah, how's your nose?

- It's all right.

I can't breathe though.

- Then use your mouth.

(gentle music) "At night, I close my eyes thinking of you.

"You guide my dreams to a beautiful place.

(Jodi speaking in foreign language) What's that?

- You are my little angel.

- Oh.

- Cara, there is something I wish to say to you.

- [Jodi] "Jodi, again another day without you near."

- It very important for me to say this thing.

- "When I think of your smile."

Oh, Alberto, this is so beautiful.

- He's a guy.

It's what you do with guys.

- So you approached him?

Are you sure about that?

- Yes.

- And then what?

- Well, Plan A was wild sex like ferrets, okay?

- [Paul] Skye, what're you doing?

- But we didn't quite get to that.

The public gallery turned up.

We were just kissing a bit, that's all.

- But I saw... Look, you don't have to protect him.

- Skye, are you sure there's nothing else you want to add?

- No.

Nothing to see here folks.

- [Frank] Because if there is, you can say so, you're not in any trouble here.

- Of course I'm not.

I'll have sex if I want to.

In the end, no one really gives a toss.

(melancholy music) (Jodi speaking in foreign language) - I can live only with you.

- Oh.

I must ask you this now.

- "Will you marry me?"

(birds chirping) - Will you marry me?

(gentle music) I have some money from the Army not a great deal but I think enough, and I will take care of you.

No?

- Yes, of course, I'll marry you.

(Alberto laughs) As many times as you like.

- A hundred times?

- A thousand times, a million times.

No.

I'll marry you just once, only once.

(gentle music) - Last night, you were at my door.

- No, I wasn't, just passing.

- Are you angry with me about something?

(Claire laughs) Or just the obvious?

- Just the obvious.

- [Marty] Give you a hand?

- All sorted out?

- It has to be, she's not prepared to lay a complaint.

- Then it's still a problem.

- It's not a problem I can do anything about, I mean that girl is 15 going on 30, or she thinks she is.

- Oh, well you did all you could.

- Yeah.

- Go on.

- I'm building up to the next bit which is, do you want to come for a drink with me Saturday afternoon?

- Ah, what you mean, like a date?

- No, more casual, friends having a drink.

- Hey, Mum, Alberto's got something to say.

- To ask.

- We're getting married.

(chuckles) He asked me and I said yes, as if I'd say no.

- What?

- What?

- I suppose I should have expected this.

Congratulations, darling.

- Thank you.

- And you too, Alberto.

- I'd better get in on this, congratulations.

- Gracias.

- You too, Jodi.

- Thank you.

Um, we're gonna ask Becky to drive us into Gungellan and we're gonna stay at the pub tonight and then we're gonna look for a place to rent in town.

- You're gonna go now, leave for good now?

- Yeah, well, there's no reason to put it off.

I'm gonna go pack.

- Ciao.

- Jodi!

- Oh, and don't worry about Becky.

I'll go talk to her.

- Are you, um- - Yeah, I'm fine.

- You go, I'll finish up here.

- Thanks.

Um, and about Saturday night, it'd be good.

(gentle music) (sheep baaing) - Rightio, move along people.

Nothing to see here.

- What's the rush?

Can't you start off here?

- Don't do this, Mum.

- But you could.

Claire'd give Alberto some work and, and you could save some money.

- Alberto's got money from the Army.

I mean, I need to be independent.

This is my new life, you know, and I want it to be fun and exciting and like nothing I've ever lived before.

(Meg sighs) I also really need you to be happy for me.

(gentle music) - Are you okay then?

Where are your folks?

- Packing, arguing, whatever.

(melancholy music) Marty hasn't spoken to me since last night.

- He probably thinks it's safer to stay away.

- Yeah, right.

They never want to know you the next day, do they?

- I think the trick is to find someone who wants to know you when you've both got your clothes on.

- A bit late for that.

- You know, when I was 15 and my parents were like 12, I kept waiting for them to grow up so maybe they could help me grow up.

- Did they?

- No.

You've got to stop waiting and just get on with it yourself.

- Did it work out, for you?

- Yeah.

- Well, I guess I'll see you then.

- Good luck.

(gentle music) (sheep baaing) - Hey, Marty, about last night- - No, forget it.

(engine rumbling) (gentle music) - I wasn't the worst farmhand you've ever had, was I?

- Not at all.

There was this old guy, Bruno, a few years back, well, he only had one leg but.

- Oh, ha-ha.

- Oh.

- Goodbye.

(gentle music) - Well, I think it's fantastic, and he's totally divine.

- [Jodi] (chuckles) Thanks.

- I'm gonna miss you.

- Bye, Tess.

- Don't you dare cry, not when I'm being so brave.

I love you, very much, but you know that.

- Yeah.

- Go on.

- Back soon.

- Ciao.

- Ciao.

(engine rumbling) - [Tess] Oh, so romantic.

- If you throw confetti, I'll kill you.

- I found your...

I've found your, ah, visitors book.

(throat clearing) "Our stay at Drovers Run was like a second honeymoon.

"Thank you for making our holiday "such a beautiful experience."

- [Both] Jodi.

(laughing) (gentle music) - Everything you do seems to work out brilliantly, all my ideas get Frank Da Costa camping out here.

Just, uh, don't say I told you so.

- No, keep it.

You did a good job, Tess, it's not your fault it didn't work out.

- Oh, that's very kind of you.

- Any time.

Now, do you reckon tomorrow we could concentrate on the shearing?

(gentle upbeat music) - Yeah.

(Claire sighs) (Roy whining) - Ah, I should probably tell you that I haven't done this before so, I probably won't be very good at it.

I mean I know what goes where, I'm not that thick, but ah... - Shh, these are the words.

(Alberto speaking in foreign language) (Jodi speaking in foreign language) - Together with you.

(speaking in foreign language) (Jodi speaking in foreign language) - Always, nothing else.

(gentle music) ♪ Da, da, da ♪ ♪ Da, da, da, da, da ♪ ♪ Da, da, da ♪ ♪ Da, da, da, da, da ♪ ♪ It's true that I love you ♪ ♪ That's right so very right ♪ ♪ But don't you break my heart ♪ ♪ No don't, although you might ♪ ♪ 'Cause I'm a hopeless case ♪ ♪ And you're a reckless waste ♪ ♪ I'm a hopeless case ♪ ♪ Kiss me now ♪ ♪ Kiss me now ♪ ♪ Kiss me now ♪ ♪ Kiss me now ♪ ♪ What's your haste ♪ ♪ Da, da, da ♪ ♪ 'Cause I'm a hopeless case ♪ ♪ Da, da, da, da, da ♪ ♪ Kiss me now ♪ ♪ Da, da, da ♪ ♪ 'Cause I'm a hopeless waste ♪ ♪ Da, da, da, da ♪ ♪ So sad, don't ever leave ♪ ♪ That's wrong, 'cause you're my dream ♪ (thunder rumbling) (birds chirping) (bright music) (bright music)