Bad Blood (1981) - full transcript
During World War 2, a farmer in New Zealand murders seven people, and the police, along with local Maori trackers, hunt him in the bush country.
(reel whirring)
(dramatic music)
(dramatic music)
[Man] Breakfast, breakfast!
- [Group] Breakfast, breakfast!
- Take a big hope, cartridge in front.
Five rows, spider veins go.
(cows mooing)
(guns rattling)
- [Officer] Load!
Aim!
Fire!
(guns firing)
Reload!
Aim!
Fire!
(guns firing)
Reload!
Aim!
Fire!
(guns firing)
Reload!
Aim!
Fire!
(guns firing)
Reload!
(children playing)
Aim!
Fire!
Cease fire!
Peace springs!
I hope you act better with a licence.
(men laughing and talking)
Be careful Ralph you'll
blow your brains out.
(men laughing and talking)
- Wait, I got one in that time Bestie!
- Please bring a boot,
it'll be a long jump.
- [Soldier] Lucky for the
army the bombs are exempt.
Hey that miserable faggot Stan Graham
shoot his gun again last night Lester.
- Wouldn't have.
- All in.
- Must be one of his off days.
He and his bloody troops were laying
the blame on our rifle practise.
(men laughing)
- Yeah your eggs, what you
doing there gee, bloody chooks.
Tell 'em to pull the other one.
Go on, it's a double.
- That's all, come along.
- [Officer] Squad, attn hut!
- Dinner!
- [Officer] Dis!
(soldiers talking)
♪ That is salty like the party scene ♪
♪ Three, three, three, three, three ♪
- [Lady] Let's hope this
batch doesn't get torpedoed.
- They're getting it.
- Well they normally do.
I mean I have nightmares about starving,
going down in the trucks.
- Did you use the festival?
- I have for weeks now,
I'm just worried sick.
- It's the same with Edgar.
He hasn't had a letter form
Denmark since the occupation.
Doesn't know what's happening.
(upbeat music)
(ladies talking)
- [Boy] Very good there John Graham.
- [Boy] I like you,
bang, bang, bang, bang.
Bang, bang.
- I got you.
- Bang, bang.
- Bang, bang.
- I got you, we got you.
- Get him, get up, go home boy.
Get inside.
- My dad says you don't act right.
- [Stan] Enough, I'm gonna give it to you.
I bloody will, now get off.
(dogs barking)
(fence rattling)
What I tell you, get inside.
- [Lady] This will be the last one.
- [Lady] Here you go.
We seem to be all set ladies.
- [Lady] Okay, I'll see you enough.
Thanks for all your help.
- [Lady] All right bye-bye.
Hey come on, in with us.
- [Man] Just do as you're told son.
(horn honking)
- Hurry up Trev, I've
got a roast in the oven.
(upbeat music)
- [Man] The Russians.
- [Dot] For the life of me I
can't remember their names.
Nobody knows what the plane
will be doing in the fire.
(speaking foreign language)
- [Radio] Forces, fierce
fighting throughout.
- [Dot] Their children
rush home from school
every afternoon to help
behind the counter.
Ma jokes they make lovely milkshakes.
We all suck up to her like men.
- [Radio] The position of
the enemy the last 20--
- You should get yourself new radio Stan.
I used to weigh eels, eels.
A farmer used to throw
rotten meat, in the river.
Never went swimming after that.
Sliding back panthers-
- Dot.
- [Radio] In Leningrad later tonight.
Said that the german--
- They were always shouting at each other.
It's all too much for me.
But they're not foreigners,
like the Madsens.
They think they can come
over here and just take over.
Stan the moon's out.
- [Radio] Two Leningrad,
two German attacks.
- Let me get a bucket.
Grab the 303.
(radio playing in other room)
(man whistling)
(bullets clicking)
How's this Stan?
- Stand still.
- No, you won't hit 'em.
- No I won't, stand still.
- [Dot] Come on, but Stan.
(gun firing)
(Dot laughing)
- [Boy] Why do they have
to practise at night?
- [Boy] 'Cause that's when
the Germans will come.
- [Boy] You'll be able to
see them during the day time.
(gun firing)
(man laughing)
Why must you fire mister?
(gun firing)
(laughing)
- [Boy] That is a man in a good mood.
(dog barking)
(gun firing)
♪ Seven green bottles
are hanging on the wall ♪
- Those kids should be in bed.
♪ Seven green bottles
are hanging on the wall ♪
♪ And if one green bottle
should accidentally fall ♪
♪ There'll be four green
bottles hanging on the wall ♪
- Come on line it up Dot, steady up.
(laughing)
(gun firing)
(glass shattering)
(family squealing)
♪ Four green bottles are
hanging on the wall ♪
♪ Four green bottles are
hanging on the wall ♪
(family playing and laughing)
(upbeat music)
(upbeat music)
(ladies laughing)
(upbeat music)
- Has the bus been?
- No, no it's late.
- I've been waiting a good 15 minutes.
Sorry, didn't get much sleep last night.
- [Dot] If you've got anything
to say, say it to my face.
- Here it comes.
(bus chugging)
(insistent knocking)
- Is there each pass for the Grahams?
- [Driver] I don't remember one.
- [Dot] It's got to be.
- [Driver] I'll check.
- [Dot] It arrived and I
had to check it yesterday.
- [Driver] Nope, nothing.
- [Clerk] Hey Thomas, there's a visitor.
- Must be from Lem.
- [Clerk] Perhaps it will come tomorrow.
- Perhaps it won't.
They'll be another bill though won't they.
They never get delayed.
- There's a wake out tonight.
(man yelling)
(wood thudding)
(children playing)
(whistle blowing)
- Try another stump, right here.
Try not dropping the ball when you tackle.
They why, Don you're the referee.
(kids playing)
Come on get it out, that's it.
Come on, come on this time.
Get him, get him.
- [Child] Come on.
(kids playing)
(kids cheering)
- You settling in Ms. Gibson?
- [Gibson] Fine, no problem, the old store
nice and quiet on the way home.
- Hang on Edgar!
- [Edgar] Everything is
fine when the rain ceases.
(upbeat music)
(whistle blowing)
- All I can tell you,
is that we are somewhere
in the mountains in the middle of Greece.
And who knows where we will be
by the time you receive this.
Tiny wrote it seven weeks ago.
- [Man] Yeah.
- We don't think about what's ahead,
but get through one day
and wait for the next.
I reckon you can put up with anything,
if you've got good mates,
and I've got the best.
It's funny being in one
of the oldest countries
in the world and coming
from one of the youngest.
I don't know why but I
think about it a lot.
Tell Mom not to worry.
You taught me how to take care of myself.
Your loving son, Tiny.
- [Bartender] What do you want?
- His mother's taking it really hard.
I wake up in the middle of
the night sometime and she's
sitting on his bed at night in the dark.
- [Man] Another beer.
- Funny this coming after the telegram.
- He used to play phoney with Tony.
- I wouldn't want a crack at those
bloody Germans but you're welcome to it.
- Brilliant, but this thing,
sorry to piss in your pocket mate,
but I hear the Graham Jack
rabbit caught a Remy last month
so he's not too happy
about losing his gun.
- Him, where'd you hear that?
- Oh, someone told someone,
you know how it is.
- I understand it's all hidden.
- [Man] He'll come around.
- I'll drop off a receipt for
these, be there in a second.
Surely you have a drink
for me Mrs. Brewster.
- [Mrs. Brewster] He stop
here, they'd blame her.
That woman is like a draught to a fire.
- Things will turn out, you'll see.
(fence rattling)
- [Ted] Stan!
(dramatic music)
Stan, you over there?
(dramatic music)
Stan.
(dramatic music)
- [Stan] What do you want Bestie?
- [Teddy] Did you hear me?
It's an official call
Stan, I want your rifle.
Good day Ms. Graham.
I have to enforce the law Stan.
- [Stan] Yeah I know,
but I haven't got it.
- What are you telling me?
- He hasn't got it.
- Where is it?
- [Stan] I don't know.
- You realise how serious this is.
There's a war on.
- [Stan] Oh yeah.
- Down the right somewhere is it?
(Dorothy laughing)
- [Stan] Fell back in Mars way Bestie.
My fair three doesn't shoot that far.
(laughing)
- [Teddy] Did you receive the notice.
- I can't remember.
- I don't know.
- [Teddy] It was dated the third of June.
- Yeah.
- [Teddy] You've got to
give up you are rifle Stan.
- It's been stolen.
- Who would have stolen it?
- Teddy, if you don't believe
me you can see for yourself.
- I will, excuse me.
Any idea who stole it Stan?
- I think some guy who
already turned his in.
- You should've reported it to me.
- I'd thought I'd give em the chance.
- (speaking foreign language)
- [Teddy] Stan you've been seen with it.
- [Stan] Who seen me?
- [Teddy] It doesn't matter.
- It matters to me.
- Stan, you could be prosecuted.
- Then prosecute, you've
got your job to do.
- It's not fair.
- [Teddy] What isn't Mrs. Graham?
- The way everyone's hounding us.
That .22s mine Ted Best,
don't you touch it.
It's got nothing to do with Stan.
You take that and you
take me along with it.
- All right Mrs. Graham.
- I'm not giving it up
for you and any damn law.
- Okay, I came for the 303.
- It's not here!
She told ya.
- So you can just barge
out the way you barged in.
- Next time you see me I'll be
serving an authority to prosecute.
- Whatever you think, I don't
want to get you into trouble.
(dramatic music)
Come on.
(gun clicking)
(rain pounding)
- [Man] Kerosene, 10 pounds
of potatoes, five of onions,
five of swedes, flour, cocoa,
five tins of beans.
(motor drowning out talking)
Ribs and a pound of bacon.
No tin pineapple.
I reckon their won't be
any for the duration.
- Well what about some tales?
- [Clerk] No.
- I heard you had some.
- [Clerk] Now, that comes to three
pounds six and four Mrs. Graham.
- Put that on my bill.
- Afraid not, I want cash.
- We'll pay cash next time.
- [Clerk] You can't have any more
credit, I've made that clear.
It's cash on out.
Your account is already
stands at over 40 pounds.
I'm not the only one you owe money too.
- And what business is that of yours?
Go get your father.
- [Boy] Mom wants you.
- [Clerk] Look Mrs. Graham,
bills have got to be paid.
I've got a living to make.
- Oh you do all right
considering what you charge.
Stan he won't give us credit.
- I'm sorry Stan.
- Sorry, that's a good one.
You're trying to ruin us.
- Give him the money Dot.
- And that's the last
we want to see of you.
Consider our account closed.
(rain pounding)
- [Clerk] Hey, you're a schilling short.
What do you think of that.
40 pounds and they're
still eight broad short.
(rain pounding)
(jazz music)
(knife scratching)
(jazz music)
(rain pounding)
- Stan, bucket's nearly full.
(jazz music)
(rain falling)
Why don't we go to Christchurch Stan?
- No you don't.
- But you like Christchurch Stan.
- We live here.
- I don't call it living.
Putting up with the
blasted rain all the time.
Having to look at the
mountains all the time.
Nobody likes me here.
Commoners Muck used to be a bar mate,
I don't know what they're saying.
Why don't we go Stan?
- They buckets'll like that.
- That seems the worse.
- He's after the back patty.
- Kick up his hat as he cycles past.
- Just let me catch him at it.
- Them and their damn silly darts.
♪ Now many arms for everyone ♪
♪ The best things in life are free ♪
♪ This life belongs to everyone ♪
♪ Then who rather you and me ♪
♪ A flower in bloom ♪
♪ A run in can sing ♪
♪ Can me set me to ♪
♪ Run in our open arms ♪
♪ And cry and cry to everyone ♪
♪ The best in life are free ♪
(audience clapping)
(party goers talking)
- [Boy] Hey Ma wants ya.
- What you said, she wants.
- [Boy] She wants ya.
- Tell her I'll be there in a sec.
- [Boy] She wants it done.
Yeah come on.
- I'm coming.
- [Boy] Come on.
(upbeat music)
(party goers laughing and talking)
- Long time since we did this Stan.
♪ A-tisket a-tasket I
lost my yellow basket ♪
♪ Put it in your pocket ♪
♪ I lost it, I lost it ♪
(singing faintly)
♪ I lost it, I lost it ♪
♪ My little yellow basket ♪
(Dot laughing)
♪ A-Tisket a-tasket I
lost my yellow basket ♪
♪ A girl picked it up and
put it in her pocket ♪
♪ I lost it, I lost it,
my little yellow basket ♪
(Dot laughing)
(jazz music)
- [Woman] Good night Ted.
- [Man] Good night Ted.
(jazz music)
(rain pounding)
(dramatic music)
- Home.
(dramatic music)
(cows mooing)
- [Child] Hey, hey!
(cows mooing)
- [Girl] Pa, Ma!
(cows mooing)
(dogs barking)
(footsteps pounding)
(loud knocking)
- What's that?
- It's a summons Stan.
- You won't be needing it.
It's turned up.
Bit of a near miss aye Bestie?
So you can chuck it.
- This is by magistrate.
- You needed to get the rifle
back and now you got it.
- No, because you failed to hand it in.
- It was stolen.
Some guy just even tried to
file the serial number off.
But it is mine.
- [Ted] I'll see what I can do Stan.
- [Stan] Just make sure
they get off my back.
It's not just the rifle they
want, they want the whole farm.
- [Ted] Who wants the farm?
- [Stan] National Mortgage Care.
Those jokers are poisoning
the stock, what jokers.
- You want to make an official complaint?
- [Stan] No I'ma leave 'em so.
- [Ted] That Stan is my job.
Soon as the war is over
you'll get it back.
(dramatic music)
- It's all right Stan.
I'll make it all right.
(dramatic music)
(jugs rattling)
(dramatic music)
- Stan, they done it again.
- What?
- Ridiculous, no wonder he wouldn't
for the lick of his life.
- There's nothing wrong with it.
(can clanking)
- Box!
- [Dot] Stan get away from him he's crazy.
- Fight like a man.
(horn honking)
- Going to city Nari?
- Maybe you wanna come.
- [Stan] Should have
handed the bloody thing in.
- Hey that's mine.
(jugs clanking)
- Get going!
(dogs barking)
- I'll get you another gun, a big one.
Stop this, now not this time.
(dramatic music)
(Stan groaning)
Stan.
(Stan talking gibberish)
- [Stan] Everything was gone.
Taken everything, the
house, the kids, everything.
- [Dot] They won't Stan, they would never.
- The rifle was just the beginning.
- [Dot] I'll get us another one Stan.
I'll go into Christchurch tomorrow.
I've got the cream change.
I can get the best.
You'll show 'em Stan.
- I don't want to go to sleep Dot.
(man grunting)
(cows mooing)
(dogs barking)
- [Auctioneer] Now stop your wasting boys,
11 pound for them. 11 pound anywhere,
well 10 pound, 10 pound anywhere surely.
I've got nine pound thank you.
I've got nine pound to start
them, I've got nine pound.
At nine pound, at nine pound, I've got
nine pound, nine pound, nine pound.
At nine no, at nine, no.
- [Man] Yeah.
- [Auctioneer] Five, at
nine five, at nine five,
at nine five, at nine
fine, the bidding dalty.
At nine, 10, at nine and
a half, a good judge too.
Nine 15, nine 15, 10 pounds, 10 pounds.
- He was at it again last
night, I counted 20 rounds.
- Five, at 10 five.
- Look at that bastard, he
ought to be locked away.
- [Auctioneer] 10-15,
10-15, 10-15, grounded sir.
Hercules, Hercules will
give him a good judge too.
10-15, 10-15, 10-15, grounded sir.
11 pounds, 11 pound five, 11 five,
10 first prize, a good judge too.
11-10, 15, 11-15, 12, 12 right on.
That's 12 down, that 12
note, that's 12 note,
at 12-5, at 12-5, here
you are sir, go up sir.
10, then five, an American.
10, go half, go half, 15, 12-15.
- Hi Stan, you buying or selling?
- He's cheating me out the prices.
- Oh yeah.
- Hope he don't sell.
- [Auctioneer] Once their gone
boys, they're gone forever.
In or out, anybody in the 30s.
- [Stan] Got to be an easy
way to make a living Bestie.
- [Bestie] It has been
a hard winter all right.
- I can't win.
- Of course you can.
You want a beer Stan?
- I'd like to have a talk.
- Good.
- There's a couple of things on my mind.
- [Auctioneer] Now on to this lot.
(cows mooing)
- Bad blood in the valley Stan.
- That's none of my doing.
- Well no one's blaming you.
- When can I get my rifle back Bestie?
- You got to join
- I need to have my
- the Armed Guard Stan.
- cows all put down.
- It's against the law
Stan, I can't be there.
- Don't want it.
- I can't.
- As the law couldn't
you turn a blind eye?
- Not this one.
- The bloody things locked away Major Tom.
- Hey Ted.
- Can't they look a man
straight in the eye?
- You're imagining it Stan.
- Oh I know what goes on behind my back.
- [Ted] Come on Stan I shared you a beer.
- I'm going home, the misses
is away, anything could happen.
- We realised we simply cannot do
without a large calibre
rifle around the farm.
- Now this would do you fine.
- Oh yes, how much is it?
- Eight pounds 10 shillings.
It's a lovely rifle.
- I can see that.
And ammunition.
- I'll order some straight away.
- Meanwhile?
- Well I think we have enough here
for you to be getting on with.
Of course you'll need a permit.
- Yes, I'll go straight
to the arms office.
I don't suppose that you could,
that shouldn't be any problem,
my husband and I are already listed.
Patricia, John.
- [Clerk] Hm?
- Yes.
(lawnmower rattling)
- [Ted] Just when I
thought I had finished.
- Notified on the name for Dorothy Graham.
It does not appear to be any reason why
this should not have been done.
- They have plenty of reasons.
That house is like an asshole.
He should be certified
not given another one.
- Perhaps that's what you ought to do.
- [Pastor] Dear God,
throughout the author of peace
and lover of convoy, the knowledge of who
stand in our eternal life, who's
service is perfect freedom.
Defend us our humble servants
and all of our enemies,
that we surely trusting in out defence,
may not fear the how of an adversaries,
through the life of Jesus
Christ our Lord, amen.
- [Congregation] Amen.
(cow groaning)
- [Both] Get up, get up.
(Christian music)
(cow groaning)
- Please don't die.
(Dorothy crying)
Look at them, tonked up
like the dog's dinner.
You did it!
We know you're poisoning our cattle!
Dirty poisoning foreigners!
Poison dogs!
Poison dogs!
Poison dogs!
Poison doge!
Poison dogs!
Yes, you.
- We haven't been near your cows!
- [Dorothy] If we catch you watch out!
(baby crying)
(people yelling)
We'll get you.
Poison Dogs!
What are you all gloating at?
- [Man] You've got it
all wrong Mrs. Graham.
- You're trying to get rid of us.
Well we'll get rid of you!
(dramatic music)
You here me!
(dramatic music)
- [Man] Steady as a goat.
Steady does it, come on steady.
Steady yup, there you go.
(dramatic music)
Yeah.
(dramatic music)
(cows mooing)
(dramatic music)
(knife thudding)
- Listen to this, the size of your
agridrop with us, how
now reached the point
where it can no longer be overloooked.
I would like to stress
the fact that the bank
has been most tolerant
and now it is up to you
to respond to their requests.
They can not be expected to
remain passive any longer.
I trust that you will see the
reasonableness of our request
and give the security asked for.
They want the land.
(knife thudding)
Stan, he's coming down the road!
(dramatic music)
- Stop!
- [Dorothy] Told you to stop!
(dramatic music)
- You're going to kill me?
(dramatic music)
- [Man] Cut it out Stan.
(dramatic music)
(phone ringing)
- Yeah.
- [Man On Phone] Bestie,
there's been another incident.
Your cover's not too good today.
- I'll go straight down.
(dramatic music)
- [Stan] Get your hand out of your pocket.
- Money for that Stan.
- [Stan] Get your hand outta your pocket.
- Why you pointing that at me?
- I'll point it at anyone that
comes here to poison my stock.
- [Ted] And that's what
I came to clear up.
What do you reckon they're poisoned with?
- [Dorothy] Check the foreigner's place.
- [Ted] I'll do that Mrs. Graham.
Put that rifle down Stan.
(gun cocking)
- [Dorothy] You're in it with them.
- [Ted] Come down make a statement,
we'll get to the bottom of it.
- [Stan] It's a trick, to get me away.
- [Dorothy] Yeah right Stan.
- [Ted] Why would I do that?
- [Stan] You're working for them.
- [Ted] Who's them?
- [Dorothy] The bank, the mortgage crowd.
- [Ted] You're wrong.
For your own sakes Stan, hand it over.
- [Stan] You got my 303,
you're not getting this.
- Think about coming down
and making a statement.
- [Dorothy] There's
nothing to think about.
- [Stan] So just get off!
Go!
(dramatic music)
- [Officer] How many
rifles you say he had?
- [Ted] Three, at least three.
- Well he can only use one at a time.
You better come with us.
- [Officer] Yeah, sure thing.
- You want me to make up the numbers?
- [Ted] It's your day off isn't it?
- [Officer] The more the merrier.
Good on you, show us strength,
you and Jack, he'll know we mean business.
(phone ringing)
On the short wall.
- Sarge.
(phone ringing)
Something like this
happened to me once before.
There was this German in
Greymouth pointing a gun at me.
Walked up to him, took it
out of his hand. (laughs)
What gun have you got?
- [Ted] A .32 Webley.
- [Officer] On you?
- [Ted] No, in the glove box.
(dramatic music)
- [Officer] Oh here's the bit.
Police officers may cease
fire arms if it's the opinion
of these officers, the
owners are of unsound mind.
Well that's not in dispute.
(man laughing)
Hey this things not even loaded Ted.
(dramatic music)
- [Ted] I hope this won't take too
long, it's my wife's birthday.
(dramatic music)
(teacher talking faintly)
- After the name was clear
and it had to be drained,
because it rains all the time.
Why?
Any one know?
(men arguing)
- [Student] Because of the manhunt?
(men arguing)
- Right, there's something else.
- [Stan] They're poisoning
the bloody cattle.
As far as I'm concerned, the bastards
can look after themselves.
(men speaking faintly)
- Now Mr. Wrigley is going to talk
to us about the cow pie competition.
He's come all the way from
Christchurch to organise it.
- Thank you Ms. Gibson.
Sit up straight boys and girls.
Now I remember the last time
I spoke to you about cow pies.
(ominous music)
- [Officer] Be careful Ted.
- [Ted] Yeah.
- You don't reckon he's bluffing aye?
- [Ted] Yeah.
- [Child] Hey dad, come on give me a ride.
(ominous music)
((ominous music)
(children playing)
(metal clinking)
- [Child] Randy Bond
say I don't smell good.
- [Dorothy] I told you to
stay away from that one.
- [Child] He's stupid.
- Stan, they're coming back.
(dogs barking)
You stay where you are.
- And be quiet.
(loud knocking)
(ominous music)
- I'd like to see your
husband once more Ms. Graham.
- Go get your father.
(ominous music)
- [Child] Dad, Dad!
Dad, Dad!
(dramatic music)
- What is it this time?
- You need proof before you
go around accusing people.
This sort of thing has got to stop.
- Our debt, we're just going to leave.
We're waiting to sell off.
And you just make sure they
look after their business
and we'll look after ours.
- True right.
- [Officer] Good, meantime
I want your firearms.
- When we leave.
- I want them now.
- [Stan] I need 'em.
- [Dorothy] They're ours.
- [Officer] Hand them over Mr. Graham.
- [Ted] Keep him calm.
- [Dorothy] Don't, come back another day.
- [Officer] Come on.
- [Dorothy] Please.
- [Officer] I want the firearms now.
- [Stan] You're not getting them.
- Now don't take that attitude
with me, hand it over.
- Get out of my house.
- Come on boys!
(gun firing)
(Dorothy screaming)
(gun firing)
(people screaming)
- [Officer] Stan, drop it!
(gun firing)
(body thudding)
- [Dorothy] Stan.
Stan!
(man wheezing)
- Help me.
- [Dorothy] Stan!
(gun firing)
- [Woman] No!
(dogs barking)
(dramatic music)
- You, you've done it now.
(dramatic music)
Stan!
(dramatic music)
- Help.
(glass shattering)
Where is your gun?
- Out there somewhere.
- Get my county.
The bed's fine.
Come on, you got this.
(heavy wheezing)
I'm gonna try and make a run for it.
- [Dorothy] What out Stan!
(gun firing)
(dogs barking)
(gun firing)
(dogs barking)
(dramatic music)
What are you gonna do Stan?
Get in the kitchen.
He tried to kill you.
Go on.
- [Ted] Get a doctor Stan.
- You'll be all right.
- [Ted] You've got to, or I'll die.
- Sign a statement first.
- What?
- He tried to kill you.
- [Stan] That you come to get me.
- I think I can.
- Use your other one.
What do you want to say?
- [Ted] Anything you'd like.
- I, E. Best, what's your middle initial?
- [Ted] M, Mark.
- I, EM Best intended
to murder Stan Graham.
Go outside.
- [Boy] Are they dead?
- [Dorothy] No, go with your sister.
- Give yourself up Stan.
You'll only make it worse.
- Oh yeah, what about this?
(Ted groaning)
- I think I got it right.
So could.
- You'll be all right.
- Get the doctor.
(dramatic music)
- Get the doctor.
Right away!
- I'll go.
- [Lady] What's happened?
- Wait for me at the Post Office.
(people talking)
- [Man] Someone ring for a doctor!
(dramatic music)
- [Lady] Get a doctor!
- Someone is!
- Stan, Stan!
- [Man] What happened?
- What of it?
- He gone for a cold through to the place.
- They'll get you for this Stan.
Are you listening, you've done it now.
- We had to.
- It was their fault.
- Go on.
- We're gonna see what could be done.
You come?
- Okay.
- You'll need this.
A shotgun there, no point leaving in it.
- Cover me.
- [Dorothy] Put it down!
Put it down!
- [Stan] You heard what she said!
- [Man] I've just come to help.
- Don't worry about them, it
was nothing to do with Stan.
They tried to kill him.
He signed a confession, didn't you.
He signed a confession.
(Stan breathing heavy)
- What's the matter Stan?
You know me.
- Yeah, but just don't touch the gun.
Everything will be all right.
I'll keep the bulk of it.
And you make sure they clear away.
- [Man] Yeah, yeah.
- [Man] Give me that.
- Give it to me.
- [Man] No!
- Give it to me!
- No!
- You want it?
- [Man] Yeah.
(gun firing)
(Dorothy screaming)
Stan!
- He should never have touched the rifle.
- I know.
Stan.
- Keep hold of the confession.
- What am I gonna do Stan?
- Find a new father.
(dramatic music)
Look after the kids, it's nothing forward.
- [Dorothy] What about me?
(dramatic music)
You can't!
(dramatic music)
Stan, don't leave me!
(dramatic music)
No Stan!
- [Stan] I'll be back.
(dramatic music)
(doorbell ringing)
- I begged the police not to
fire sergeant, I begged them.
I wouldn't shoot anyone.
You know that Mr. Copper don't you?
The police started it.
I want my father. (sobbing)
Where's my father.
- [Lady] What's the number?
- Ricot 377.
- My dad shot all the cops.
(woman sobbing)
(dramatic music)
(hammering lightly)
(dramatic music)
- Two ranks!
(men talking)
Come on two ranks!
- [Reporter] Many expressions
of sympathy continue
to be received by the police
of the man who died yesterday.
The condition of the surviving
officer is still red.
The search for Stanley Graham, last seen
yesterday afternoon continues.
The great Mountain West Coach and Calvary,
has asked for volunteers to report first
to their local police
station or Armed Guard
and not directly to the site of
the tragedy as confusion can occur
if numbers are too great.
(men talking)
- Where's Stan Mrs. Graham?
- Hey you're not coming
in, I can't let you.
- [Dorothy] You can't
stop me, it's my house.
- Yeah, well I'm going to.
- I want my washing.
- I need things for my kids.
- Okay.
You bloody will stay out there while I-
- You have no right to kick
me out of my own house!
Get the back.
(rooster crowing)
(brush scraping)
(dramatic music)
(men talking)
(dramatic music)
(men talking)
- [Lady] Has anyone seen Sergeant Davis?
- [Man] What's he look like?
(men laughing and talking)
- [Calwell] Quiet!
- [Man] Shut up!
For those of you armed
guards that don't know me,
I'm Inspector Calwell from Greymouth.
These are sergeants
Knight and McRobbie here.
We only need eight of you tonight.
(group talking at once)
- Hold, men hold.
- [Calwell] Four in the house.
Those of you who can't get
home, can bed down here.
I'll be up at the Post Office
and the password is hogerty.
(men talking)
The sooner you stop treating this
as a night out with the boys the better.
You forget that you're
dealing with a murderer.
And you're here to assist the police.
Now, just because we didn't
find any trace of him today,
doesn't mean that he's
not still in the area.
Graham's still dangerous.
So if you see him, and you certain that's
him, and he refuses to surrender,
then you're authorised to shoot him.
(men talking)
What do I think this is, a
bloody Boy Scout Jamboree?
- [Sergeant] They're only farmers.
- [Calwell] Yeah.
(dramatic music)
(men laughing and talking)
(dramatic music)
- What you do old Stan just run in here?
- [Man In Tan] I don't know.
- You want to give him the same
chance he gave Bestie, none.
So I don't mind watching the door.
- [Man In Tan] Nothing's gonna happen.
Why would he want to come back.
- [Man] No one cares or read the warrant.
(men laughing)
(frogs chirping)
- Geez, just listen to those bloody frogs.
- [Man] The story goes
they came from Ozzie.
- Yeah, even after winning they did.
(dogs whining)
- [Man At Window] It's
something out there.
- [Man Standing] Can you make him out?
- It's too dark.
(frogs chirping)
(dogs whining)
It's gone.
- [Man Standing] Hey, what if it's him?
He wouldn't know we're in here.
- [Man] What do you reckon we should do?
Give us the password.
- [Stan] What's your bloody gain,
can't a man come into his own house?
- [Man] What's the password.
- [Stan] Stan Graham.
(gun firing)
(men yelling)
(men talking)
(gun firing)
(men whimpering)
- [Man] You okay Cole?
- [Cole] Yeah.
(men gurgling)
- [Man] He got me in the gut.
- [Man] We're sitting bloody ducks.
(body dragging)
(glass shattering)
(gun firing)
(men breathing heavy)
(glass shattering)
(gun firing)
- [Man] Cut him off you sill mugger!
- That was close.
- Don't but money on it.
(motor roaring)
(water falling)
- We gotta do something.
- I'll go over, anyone join me?
- I would.
- All right.
Cover us eh?
- Right on.
- Off we go.
Can you hear me?
(speaking foreign language)
- [Man] We'll give ourselves away.
(speaking foreign language)
- [Man] There's nothing for it.
(speaking foreign language)
- Hold your fire, two
of us are coming over.
- [Man] Watch out he's on
the top side of the house.
- What?
(gun firing)
(man groaning)
- [Man] That was Maxi.
- [Man] Check his back.
- He's dead.
(gun firing)
(glass shattering)
- [Stan] Oh!
(gun firing)
- [Man] We have to evacuate that house.
- [Man] About bloody time.
(man whimpering)
- [Man] You've got to get me out of here.
- [Man] Hold on.
Let me know, we're trying to leave now.
(man talking distorted)
- [Man] We've got to risk it.
(engine purring)
- [Man] Wait, what's the password?
- [Men] Get out the bloody way.
- Who are you to judge?
- What are you trying to
do frighten the women?
(men arguing)
What the matter with you all?
- [Man] I see windy rubbish.
- What about that guy over
there getting the men out?
- [Man] It's suicide.
- You're a doctor.
- [Man] We'll cover you.
- [Man] Yeah, you do it, go.
- I'm a take 10 on that.
(men arguing)
- [Man] Tell him to come out.
- [Man] Nobody is to fire
under any circumstance.
- [Man] Stan come on,
I've got you covered!
- [Man] Turn the lights off.
(men breathing heavy)
- [Man] Come on we're nearly out of it.
Steady.
(man breathing heavy)
(gun firing)
- [Man] All right, I dropped my rifle.
(dramatic music)
- [Reporter] The Prime
Minister today ordered units
from the regular armed forces
and police reinforcements
from all over New Zealand to assist
in the search for Stanley Graham,
the west coast farmer who three day ago
shot and killed several members
of the Hokitika Police
Force and Armed Guard.
Those directing research for the fugitive
in the mountainous and densely forested
country, believe that larger and more
sophisticated forces are required
than those locally available.
(aeroplane motor roaring)
(motor running)
- [Man] Goddammit!
(cows mooing)
Get out, go!
(cows mooing)
- [Man On Porch] Get yourself thrown out.
(motors running)
- [Woman] That's ours!
Oh locking windows is not
gonna keep Stan Graham.
- [Man] We've had enough
of the bastard already.
- If he wanted to single our school,
he'll do it in the daytime
when you're around.
- [Man] You know the score.
- You done went out of your way for him.
- No good coming from you, isn't it?
(plane motor sputtering)
(ominous music)
- [Man] Who goes there?
(gun firing)
- Oh.
(gun firing)
- Everybody out!
Go back!
You all saw him and 93 of you fired
and he bloody got away again.
Who's side are you on?
Who are you bloody hitting?
(dogs barking)
What's this?
- Oh I suppose we've go the
best tracker on the case.
- [Calwell] So?
- I'll give him a whiff of
their blood and let him go.
- [Calwell] And then what happens?
- My dog will find him.
Nothing less--
- [Calwell] Off you go.
(men yelling)
- [Man] Over!
- [Man] To the left?
- [Man] That's right.
(men yelling)
- [Officer] Bar.
- [Soldiers] Har!
(soldiers yelling)
Hut, hut, hut!
- [Soldier] Right, left, right, left.
Left, right, left,
right, left, right, left.
(dog barking)
- Cracker Jack.
Bloody Cracker Jack.
- Women and children are being
evacuated, is that right sergeant?
- I sure hope so?
- There's tripwire bedding
and there's lights,
he won't get away again.
- I hear he built it himself.
Pretty resourceful bugger
one way or another.
(metal clanking)
- [Man] They'll be on soon.
- You'd better.
In some quarters there's
a sneaking admiration
for him, can't have the police
making fools of themselves.
Tracking dogs.
- [Man] Well sir we're
doing the best we can.
- [Man] The Prime Minister wants action.
Stop playing silly about this, catch him.
- [Master] Will you join me Captain?
- [Captain] Certainly Master.
- You can take your self so.
- [Soldiers] Forward march!
Hut, hut, hut, hut, hut.
Hut, hut, hut, hut, hut.
Hut, hut, hut, hut, hut.
Hut, hut, hut, hut, hut.
Hut, hut, hut, hut, hut.
Right, left, right, left, right, left,
right, left, right, left, right, left.
- A message from Hokey sir.
- The nurse number.
- Farmers.
- The bloody window.
- Mrs. Graham!
- [Dorothy] Yes?
- I'm sending you back to Hokitika.
- But that's 15 miles away.
- [Man] In an hour.
- I won't be ready.
I've got to go back to the house.
- [Man] Ted Best just died.
I don't think you're safe here.
(soldiers chanting)
- Eat up.
- If he'd done what I suggested
we wouldn't be in this mess.
They got what was coming to them.
I told your father, I
don't know how many times.
He doesn't listen.
Nobody listens.
- I'm listening mom.
(birds cawing)
(dramatic music)
- Stan.
(dramatic music)
- Steady.
Steady.
(shells cracking)
Steady girl.
(milk squirting)
Come on now.
That's it.
That's it girl.
(breathing heavy)
- [Soldier] Present, fire!
(gun firing)
Reload, present, fire!
(gun firing)
Reload, present, fire!
Stop, order halt!
Present, halt!
(bugle music)
(people laughing and talking)
- [Man] {laughing} you'll get
nothing out of the bloody loaf.
Major came and they shut up about
as tight as a fishes' asshole. (laughs)
And that's pretty tight.
- They think it's there but
it's no sir, nobody else's.
- He's dead, I mean it's
been about a week now.
What about the dog, he ain't
around the house all the time.
- [Man] Bloody dog, bloody nose.
- [Man] Cummins can't give us any info
'cause he's probably
scared he'll read about it.
I'll tell you, you want to
get a story out of this one.
(people talking)
- You want a story, I'll give you a story.
On the nightstand with Emily's knife,
if he turned up looking for
a feed, I'll give it to him.
Meet me in my place with a
belly full of warm tucker.
(people talking)
You've all heard of Lord Hull, we had
a telegram for Gables with a message.
It said, tell Stan he can
call the South Island,
I'll send one more
jugger to take the North.
Any travellers, I can't find that
single bugger with the guts to deliver it.
(Stan yelling)
(dramatic music)
(birds singing)
- I always hoped this was
a friendly place to be.
- You don't anymore?
You saw him now, you take a shot at him?
- [Man] I don't know, here's what it do.
Let's hope he's coming to give himself up.
(birds singing)
- If that rain didn't flush
old Stan out, nothing will.
Cuts him off as well.
He hasn't a hope in hell
of crossing the river.
- Why would he want to?
- His only way out.
He's boxed in up here now.
You know I spent half the night thinking
if I open the window and
shout his name, he'd hear me.
(metal clanging)
(motor approaching)
- If the truck's in here
and we can head back.
Shit.
You reckon he still inside?
- Could be.
- I'll stay here, you
get back and find Trev.
Get out, gone.
Stan!
It's Henry Growcott Stan.
I'm not armed or nothing.
If you want to make a
run for it, you go mate,
I'm not gonna try and stop ya.
Stan.
- We now know that he's confined
at the top of the valley.
He's too badly wounded to travel far.
As long as he stays in the
bush, he has the advantage.
Sooner or later he's going to make a move.
With a bit of luck we may
see him before he sees us.
No one is to risk their
life trying to catch him.
You just shouldn't.
(dramatic music)
- [Stan] Over here you
stupid buggers, over here.
You stupid buggers I'm over here.
Come on, come get me.
Finish me off, finish me off!
(dramatic music)
- [Man] What do you reckon?
- Yeah I think so.
- Which side you making him go?
- How should I know.
- We can cover both on
the top in, you coming?
- Yeah.
(dramatic music)
(gun firing)
(Stan groaning)
- Nice, shoot it again?
- You can't fetch.
- I'm seeing Jacqueline tonight.
(Stan groaning)
- What was I shot with?
- 303.
- Oh.
(dramatic music)
(cows mooing)
- [Man] That's him man.
(dramatic music)
- [Man] Make sure his feet
clear of the tailgate.
(dramatic music)
(Stan coughing)
(dramatic music)
- [Dorothy] Stan.
Stan, can you hear me?
It's me Dot.
- You better go home.
- Is that all you've got to say?
Stan.
(dramatic music)
- I have nothing to tell.
It's honest dislikes to a question.
Just made my life a hell.
- [Man] How are you feeling now?
- How would you feel, if you got blocked?
- Stan.
Stan.
(Dot grunting)
(upbeat music)
(audience clapping)
(booming explosion)
(people gasping)
- Macko's jalopi running true to form.
(people talking)
(upbeat music)
(people talking)
(upbeat music)
- What do you reckon, pure on skin?
- Why worry, the world
and his wife are in there.
(dramatic music)
You can still smell it.
Not the bloody repertoire.
(liquid sloshing)
(dramatic music)
- Don't waste too much on him.
It'll go up like timber.
(dramatic music)
(glass shattering)
(men laughing)
What's so funny?
- I'd just like to see the
expression on her face.
- You'd be the one to giver her the news.
- [Woman] Make sure she's not in there.
Come out of there Dorothy Graham.
It's your last chance
(fire roaring)
(glass shattering)
(fire roaring)
Come on, play something appropriate.
(fire roaring)
(solemn music)
(glass shattering)
(solemn music)
(fire roaring)
(embers crackling)
(dramatic music)
(roosters crowing)
(dramatic music)
(dramatic music)
(dramatic music)
[Man] Breakfast, breakfast!
- [Group] Breakfast, breakfast!
- Take a big hope, cartridge in front.
Five rows, spider veins go.
(cows mooing)
(guns rattling)
- [Officer] Load!
Aim!
Fire!
(guns firing)
Reload!
Aim!
Fire!
(guns firing)
Reload!
Aim!
Fire!
(guns firing)
Reload!
Aim!
Fire!
(guns firing)
Reload!
(children playing)
Aim!
Fire!
Cease fire!
Peace springs!
I hope you act better with a licence.
(men laughing and talking)
Be careful Ralph you'll
blow your brains out.
(men laughing and talking)
- Wait, I got one in that time Bestie!
- Please bring a boot,
it'll be a long jump.
- [Soldier] Lucky for the
army the bombs are exempt.
Hey that miserable faggot Stan Graham
shoot his gun again last night Lester.
- Wouldn't have.
- All in.
- Must be one of his off days.
He and his bloody troops were laying
the blame on our rifle practise.
(men laughing)
- Yeah your eggs, what you
doing there gee, bloody chooks.
Tell 'em to pull the other one.
Go on, it's a double.
- That's all, come along.
- [Officer] Squad, attn hut!
- Dinner!
- [Officer] Dis!
(soldiers talking)
♪ That is salty like the party scene ♪
♪ Three, three, three, three, three ♪
- [Lady] Let's hope this
batch doesn't get torpedoed.
- They're getting it.
- Well they normally do.
I mean I have nightmares about starving,
going down in the trucks.
- Did you use the festival?
- I have for weeks now,
I'm just worried sick.
- It's the same with Edgar.
He hasn't had a letter form
Denmark since the occupation.
Doesn't know what's happening.
(upbeat music)
(ladies talking)
- [Boy] Very good there John Graham.
- [Boy] I like you,
bang, bang, bang, bang.
Bang, bang.
- I got you.
- Bang, bang.
- Bang, bang.
- I got you, we got you.
- Get him, get up, go home boy.
Get inside.
- My dad says you don't act right.
- [Stan] Enough, I'm gonna give it to you.
I bloody will, now get off.
(dogs barking)
(fence rattling)
What I tell you, get inside.
- [Lady] This will be the last one.
- [Lady] Here you go.
We seem to be all set ladies.
- [Lady] Okay, I'll see you enough.
Thanks for all your help.
- [Lady] All right bye-bye.
Hey come on, in with us.
- [Man] Just do as you're told son.
(horn honking)
- Hurry up Trev, I've
got a roast in the oven.
(upbeat music)
- [Man] The Russians.
- [Dot] For the life of me I
can't remember their names.
Nobody knows what the plane
will be doing in the fire.
(speaking foreign language)
- [Radio] Forces, fierce
fighting throughout.
- [Dot] Their children
rush home from school
every afternoon to help
behind the counter.
Ma jokes they make lovely milkshakes.
We all suck up to her like men.
- [Radio] The position of
the enemy the last 20--
- You should get yourself new radio Stan.
I used to weigh eels, eels.
A farmer used to throw
rotten meat, in the river.
Never went swimming after that.
Sliding back panthers-
- Dot.
- [Radio] In Leningrad later tonight.
Said that the german--
- They were always shouting at each other.
It's all too much for me.
But they're not foreigners,
like the Madsens.
They think they can come
over here and just take over.
Stan the moon's out.
- [Radio] Two Leningrad,
two German attacks.
- Let me get a bucket.
Grab the 303.
(radio playing in other room)
(man whistling)
(bullets clicking)
How's this Stan?
- Stand still.
- No, you won't hit 'em.
- No I won't, stand still.
- [Dot] Come on, but Stan.
(gun firing)
(Dot laughing)
- [Boy] Why do they have
to practise at night?
- [Boy] 'Cause that's when
the Germans will come.
- [Boy] You'll be able to
see them during the day time.
(gun firing)
(man laughing)
Why must you fire mister?
(gun firing)
(laughing)
- [Boy] That is a man in a good mood.
(dog barking)
(gun firing)
♪ Seven green bottles
are hanging on the wall ♪
- Those kids should be in bed.
♪ Seven green bottles
are hanging on the wall ♪
♪ And if one green bottle
should accidentally fall ♪
♪ There'll be four green
bottles hanging on the wall ♪
- Come on line it up Dot, steady up.
(laughing)
(gun firing)
(glass shattering)
(family squealing)
♪ Four green bottles are
hanging on the wall ♪
♪ Four green bottles are
hanging on the wall ♪
(family playing and laughing)
(upbeat music)
(upbeat music)
(ladies laughing)
(upbeat music)
- Has the bus been?
- No, no it's late.
- I've been waiting a good 15 minutes.
Sorry, didn't get much sleep last night.
- [Dot] If you've got anything
to say, say it to my face.
- Here it comes.
(bus chugging)
(insistent knocking)
- Is there each pass for the Grahams?
- [Driver] I don't remember one.
- [Dot] It's got to be.
- [Driver] I'll check.
- [Dot] It arrived and I
had to check it yesterday.
- [Driver] Nope, nothing.
- [Clerk] Hey Thomas, there's a visitor.
- Must be from Lem.
- [Clerk] Perhaps it will come tomorrow.
- Perhaps it won't.
They'll be another bill though won't they.
They never get delayed.
- There's a wake out tonight.
(man yelling)
(wood thudding)
(children playing)
(whistle blowing)
- Try another stump, right here.
Try not dropping the ball when you tackle.
They why, Don you're the referee.
(kids playing)
Come on get it out, that's it.
Come on, come on this time.
Get him, get him.
- [Child] Come on.
(kids playing)
(kids cheering)
- You settling in Ms. Gibson?
- [Gibson] Fine, no problem, the old store
nice and quiet on the way home.
- Hang on Edgar!
- [Edgar] Everything is
fine when the rain ceases.
(upbeat music)
(whistle blowing)
- All I can tell you,
is that we are somewhere
in the mountains in the middle of Greece.
And who knows where we will be
by the time you receive this.
Tiny wrote it seven weeks ago.
- [Man] Yeah.
- We don't think about what's ahead,
but get through one day
and wait for the next.
I reckon you can put up with anything,
if you've got good mates,
and I've got the best.
It's funny being in one
of the oldest countries
in the world and coming
from one of the youngest.
I don't know why but I
think about it a lot.
Tell Mom not to worry.
You taught me how to take care of myself.
Your loving son, Tiny.
- [Bartender] What do you want?
- His mother's taking it really hard.
I wake up in the middle of
the night sometime and she's
sitting on his bed at night in the dark.
- [Man] Another beer.
- Funny this coming after the telegram.
- He used to play phoney with Tony.
- I wouldn't want a crack at those
bloody Germans but you're welcome to it.
- Brilliant, but this thing,
sorry to piss in your pocket mate,
but I hear the Graham Jack
rabbit caught a Remy last month
so he's not too happy
about losing his gun.
- Him, where'd you hear that?
- Oh, someone told someone,
you know how it is.
- I understand it's all hidden.
- [Man] He'll come around.
- I'll drop off a receipt for
these, be there in a second.
Surely you have a drink
for me Mrs. Brewster.
- [Mrs. Brewster] He stop
here, they'd blame her.
That woman is like a draught to a fire.
- Things will turn out, you'll see.
(fence rattling)
- [Ted] Stan!
(dramatic music)
Stan, you over there?
(dramatic music)
Stan.
(dramatic music)
- [Stan] What do you want Bestie?
- [Teddy] Did you hear me?
It's an official call
Stan, I want your rifle.
Good day Ms. Graham.
I have to enforce the law Stan.
- [Stan] Yeah I know,
but I haven't got it.
- What are you telling me?
- He hasn't got it.
- Where is it?
- [Stan] I don't know.
- You realise how serious this is.
There's a war on.
- [Stan] Oh yeah.
- Down the right somewhere is it?
(Dorothy laughing)
- [Stan] Fell back in Mars way Bestie.
My fair three doesn't shoot that far.
(laughing)
- [Teddy] Did you receive the notice.
- I can't remember.
- I don't know.
- [Teddy] It was dated the third of June.
- Yeah.
- [Teddy] You've got to
give up you are rifle Stan.
- It's been stolen.
- Who would have stolen it?
- Teddy, if you don't believe
me you can see for yourself.
- I will, excuse me.
Any idea who stole it Stan?
- I think some guy who
already turned his in.
- You should've reported it to me.
- I'd thought I'd give em the chance.
- (speaking foreign language)
- [Teddy] Stan you've been seen with it.
- [Stan] Who seen me?
- [Teddy] It doesn't matter.
- It matters to me.
- Stan, you could be prosecuted.
- Then prosecute, you've
got your job to do.
- It's not fair.
- [Teddy] What isn't Mrs. Graham?
- The way everyone's hounding us.
That .22s mine Ted Best,
don't you touch it.
It's got nothing to do with Stan.
You take that and you
take me along with it.
- All right Mrs. Graham.
- I'm not giving it up
for you and any damn law.
- Okay, I came for the 303.
- It's not here!
She told ya.
- So you can just barge
out the way you barged in.
- Next time you see me I'll be
serving an authority to prosecute.
- Whatever you think, I don't
want to get you into trouble.
(dramatic music)
Come on.
(gun clicking)
(rain pounding)
- [Man] Kerosene, 10 pounds
of potatoes, five of onions,
five of swedes, flour, cocoa,
five tins of beans.
(motor drowning out talking)
Ribs and a pound of bacon.
No tin pineapple.
I reckon their won't be
any for the duration.
- Well what about some tales?
- [Clerk] No.
- I heard you had some.
- [Clerk] Now, that comes to three
pounds six and four Mrs. Graham.
- Put that on my bill.
- Afraid not, I want cash.
- We'll pay cash next time.
- [Clerk] You can't have any more
credit, I've made that clear.
It's cash on out.
Your account is already
stands at over 40 pounds.
I'm not the only one you owe money too.
- And what business is that of yours?
Go get your father.
- [Boy] Mom wants you.
- [Clerk] Look Mrs. Graham,
bills have got to be paid.
I've got a living to make.
- Oh you do all right
considering what you charge.
Stan he won't give us credit.
- I'm sorry Stan.
- Sorry, that's a good one.
You're trying to ruin us.
- Give him the money Dot.
- And that's the last
we want to see of you.
Consider our account closed.
(rain pounding)
- [Clerk] Hey, you're a schilling short.
What do you think of that.
40 pounds and they're
still eight broad short.
(rain pounding)
(jazz music)
(knife scratching)
(jazz music)
(rain pounding)
- Stan, bucket's nearly full.
(jazz music)
(rain falling)
Why don't we go to Christchurch Stan?
- No you don't.
- But you like Christchurch Stan.
- We live here.
- I don't call it living.
Putting up with the
blasted rain all the time.
Having to look at the
mountains all the time.
Nobody likes me here.
Commoners Muck used to be a bar mate,
I don't know what they're saying.
Why don't we go Stan?
- They buckets'll like that.
- That seems the worse.
- He's after the back patty.
- Kick up his hat as he cycles past.
- Just let me catch him at it.
- Them and their damn silly darts.
♪ Now many arms for everyone ♪
♪ The best things in life are free ♪
♪ This life belongs to everyone ♪
♪ Then who rather you and me ♪
♪ A flower in bloom ♪
♪ A run in can sing ♪
♪ Can me set me to ♪
♪ Run in our open arms ♪
♪ And cry and cry to everyone ♪
♪ The best in life are free ♪
(audience clapping)
(party goers talking)
- [Boy] Hey Ma wants ya.
- What you said, she wants.
- [Boy] She wants ya.
- Tell her I'll be there in a sec.
- [Boy] She wants it done.
Yeah come on.
- I'm coming.
- [Boy] Come on.
(upbeat music)
(party goers laughing and talking)
- Long time since we did this Stan.
♪ A-tisket a-tasket I
lost my yellow basket ♪
♪ Put it in your pocket ♪
♪ I lost it, I lost it ♪
(singing faintly)
♪ I lost it, I lost it ♪
♪ My little yellow basket ♪
(Dot laughing)
♪ A-Tisket a-tasket I
lost my yellow basket ♪
♪ A girl picked it up and
put it in her pocket ♪
♪ I lost it, I lost it,
my little yellow basket ♪
(Dot laughing)
(jazz music)
- [Woman] Good night Ted.
- [Man] Good night Ted.
(jazz music)
(rain pounding)
(dramatic music)
- Home.
(dramatic music)
(cows mooing)
- [Child] Hey, hey!
(cows mooing)
- [Girl] Pa, Ma!
(cows mooing)
(dogs barking)
(footsteps pounding)
(loud knocking)
- What's that?
- It's a summons Stan.
- You won't be needing it.
It's turned up.
Bit of a near miss aye Bestie?
So you can chuck it.
- This is by magistrate.
- You needed to get the rifle
back and now you got it.
- No, because you failed to hand it in.
- It was stolen.
Some guy just even tried to
file the serial number off.
But it is mine.
- [Ted] I'll see what I can do Stan.
- [Stan] Just make sure
they get off my back.
It's not just the rifle they
want, they want the whole farm.
- [Ted] Who wants the farm?
- [Stan] National Mortgage Care.
Those jokers are poisoning
the stock, what jokers.
- You want to make an official complaint?
- [Stan] No I'ma leave 'em so.
- [Ted] That Stan is my job.
Soon as the war is over
you'll get it back.
(dramatic music)
- It's all right Stan.
I'll make it all right.
(dramatic music)
(jugs rattling)
(dramatic music)
- Stan, they done it again.
- What?
- Ridiculous, no wonder he wouldn't
for the lick of his life.
- There's nothing wrong with it.
(can clanking)
- Box!
- [Dot] Stan get away from him he's crazy.
- Fight like a man.
(horn honking)
- Going to city Nari?
- Maybe you wanna come.
- [Stan] Should have
handed the bloody thing in.
- Hey that's mine.
(jugs clanking)
- Get going!
(dogs barking)
- I'll get you another gun, a big one.
Stop this, now not this time.
(dramatic music)
(Stan groaning)
Stan.
(Stan talking gibberish)
- [Stan] Everything was gone.
Taken everything, the
house, the kids, everything.
- [Dot] They won't Stan, they would never.
- The rifle was just the beginning.
- [Dot] I'll get us another one Stan.
I'll go into Christchurch tomorrow.
I've got the cream change.
I can get the best.
You'll show 'em Stan.
- I don't want to go to sleep Dot.
(man grunting)
(cows mooing)
(dogs barking)
- [Auctioneer] Now stop your wasting boys,
11 pound for them. 11 pound anywhere,
well 10 pound, 10 pound anywhere surely.
I've got nine pound thank you.
I've got nine pound to start
them, I've got nine pound.
At nine pound, at nine pound, I've got
nine pound, nine pound, nine pound.
At nine no, at nine, no.
- [Man] Yeah.
- [Auctioneer] Five, at
nine five, at nine five,
at nine five, at nine
fine, the bidding dalty.
At nine, 10, at nine and
a half, a good judge too.
Nine 15, nine 15, 10 pounds, 10 pounds.
- He was at it again last
night, I counted 20 rounds.
- Five, at 10 five.
- Look at that bastard, he
ought to be locked away.
- [Auctioneer] 10-15,
10-15, 10-15, grounded sir.
Hercules, Hercules will
give him a good judge too.
10-15, 10-15, 10-15, grounded sir.
11 pounds, 11 pound five, 11 five,
10 first prize, a good judge too.
11-10, 15, 11-15, 12, 12 right on.
That's 12 down, that 12
note, that's 12 note,
at 12-5, at 12-5, here
you are sir, go up sir.
10, then five, an American.
10, go half, go half, 15, 12-15.
- Hi Stan, you buying or selling?
- He's cheating me out the prices.
- Oh yeah.
- Hope he don't sell.
- [Auctioneer] Once their gone
boys, they're gone forever.
In or out, anybody in the 30s.
- [Stan] Got to be an easy
way to make a living Bestie.
- [Bestie] It has been
a hard winter all right.
- I can't win.
- Of course you can.
You want a beer Stan?
- I'd like to have a talk.
- Good.
- There's a couple of things on my mind.
- [Auctioneer] Now on to this lot.
(cows mooing)
- Bad blood in the valley Stan.
- That's none of my doing.
- Well no one's blaming you.
- When can I get my rifle back Bestie?
- You got to join
- I need to have my
- the Armed Guard Stan.
- cows all put down.
- It's against the law
Stan, I can't be there.
- Don't want it.
- I can't.
- As the law couldn't
you turn a blind eye?
- Not this one.
- The bloody things locked away Major Tom.
- Hey Ted.
- Can't they look a man
straight in the eye?
- You're imagining it Stan.
- Oh I know what goes on behind my back.
- [Ted] Come on Stan I shared you a beer.
- I'm going home, the misses
is away, anything could happen.
- We realised we simply cannot do
without a large calibre
rifle around the farm.
- Now this would do you fine.
- Oh yes, how much is it?
- Eight pounds 10 shillings.
It's a lovely rifle.
- I can see that.
And ammunition.
- I'll order some straight away.
- Meanwhile?
- Well I think we have enough here
for you to be getting on with.
Of course you'll need a permit.
- Yes, I'll go straight
to the arms office.
I don't suppose that you could,
that shouldn't be any problem,
my husband and I are already listed.
Patricia, John.
- [Clerk] Hm?
- Yes.
(lawnmower rattling)
- [Ted] Just when I
thought I had finished.
- Notified on the name for Dorothy Graham.
It does not appear to be any reason why
this should not have been done.
- They have plenty of reasons.
That house is like an asshole.
He should be certified
not given another one.
- Perhaps that's what you ought to do.
- [Pastor] Dear God,
throughout the author of peace
and lover of convoy, the knowledge of who
stand in our eternal life, who's
service is perfect freedom.
Defend us our humble servants
and all of our enemies,
that we surely trusting in out defence,
may not fear the how of an adversaries,
through the life of Jesus
Christ our Lord, amen.
- [Congregation] Amen.
(cow groaning)
- [Both] Get up, get up.
(Christian music)
(cow groaning)
- Please don't die.
(Dorothy crying)
Look at them, tonked up
like the dog's dinner.
You did it!
We know you're poisoning our cattle!
Dirty poisoning foreigners!
Poison dogs!
Poison dogs!
Poison dogs!
Poison doge!
Poison dogs!
Yes, you.
- We haven't been near your cows!
- [Dorothy] If we catch you watch out!
(baby crying)
(people yelling)
We'll get you.
Poison Dogs!
What are you all gloating at?
- [Man] You've got it
all wrong Mrs. Graham.
- You're trying to get rid of us.
Well we'll get rid of you!
(dramatic music)
You here me!
(dramatic music)
- [Man] Steady as a goat.
Steady does it, come on steady.
Steady yup, there you go.
(dramatic music)
Yeah.
(dramatic music)
(cows mooing)
(dramatic music)
(knife thudding)
- Listen to this, the size of your
agridrop with us, how
now reached the point
where it can no longer be overloooked.
I would like to stress
the fact that the bank
has been most tolerant
and now it is up to you
to respond to their requests.
They can not be expected to
remain passive any longer.
I trust that you will see the
reasonableness of our request
and give the security asked for.
They want the land.
(knife thudding)
Stan, he's coming down the road!
(dramatic music)
- Stop!
- [Dorothy] Told you to stop!
(dramatic music)
- You're going to kill me?
(dramatic music)
- [Man] Cut it out Stan.
(dramatic music)
(phone ringing)
- Yeah.
- [Man On Phone] Bestie,
there's been another incident.
Your cover's not too good today.
- I'll go straight down.
(dramatic music)
- [Stan] Get your hand out of your pocket.
- Money for that Stan.
- [Stan] Get your hand outta your pocket.
- Why you pointing that at me?
- I'll point it at anyone that
comes here to poison my stock.
- [Ted] And that's what
I came to clear up.
What do you reckon they're poisoned with?
- [Dorothy] Check the foreigner's place.
- [Ted] I'll do that Mrs. Graham.
Put that rifle down Stan.
(gun cocking)
- [Dorothy] You're in it with them.
- [Ted] Come down make a statement,
we'll get to the bottom of it.
- [Stan] It's a trick, to get me away.
- [Dorothy] Yeah right Stan.
- [Ted] Why would I do that?
- [Stan] You're working for them.
- [Ted] Who's them?
- [Dorothy] The bank, the mortgage crowd.
- [Ted] You're wrong.
For your own sakes Stan, hand it over.
- [Stan] You got my 303,
you're not getting this.
- Think about coming down
and making a statement.
- [Dorothy] There's
nothing to think about.
- [Stan] So just get off!
Go!
(dramatic music)
- [Officer] How many
rifles you say he had?
- [Ted] Three, at least three.
- Well he can only use one at a time.
You better come with us.
- [Officer] Yeah, sure thing.
- You want me to make up the numbers?
- [Ted] It's your day off isn't it?
- [Officer] The more the merrier.
Good on you, show us strength,
you and Jack, he'll know we mean business.
(phone ringing)
On the short wall.
- Sarge.
(phone ringing)
Something like this
happened to me once before.
There was this German in
Greymouth pointing a gun at me.
Walked up to him, took it
out of his hand. (laughs)
What gun have you got?
- [Ted] A .32 Webley.
- [Officer] On you?
- [Ted] No, in the glove box.
(dramatic music)
- [Officer] Oh here's the bit.
Police officers may cease
fire arms if it's the opinion
of these officers, the
owners are of unsound mind.
Well that's not in dispute.
(man laughing)
Hey this things not even loaded Ted.
(dramatic music)
- [Ted] I hope this won't take too
long, it's my wife's birthday.
(dramatic music)
(teacher talking faintly)
- After the name was clear
and it had to be drained,
because it rains all the time.
Why?
Any one know?
(men arguing)
- [Student] Because of the manhunt?
(men arguing)
- Right, there's something else.
- [Stan] They're poisoning
the bloody cattle.
As far as I'm concerned, the bastards
can look after themselves.
(men speaking faintly)
- Now Mr. Wrigley is going to talk
to us about the cow pie competition.
He's come all the way from
Christchurch to organise it.
- Thank you Ms. Gibson.
Sit up straight boys and girls.
Now I remember the last time
I spoke to you about cow pies.
(ominous music)
- [Officer] Be careful Ted.
- [Ted] Yeah.
- You don't reckon he's bluffing aye?
- [Ted] Yeah.
- [Child] Hey dad, come on give me a ride.
(ominous music)
((ominous music)
(children playing)
(metal clinking)
- [Child] Randy Bond
say I don't smell good.
- [Dorothy] I told you to
stay away from that one.
- [Child] He's stupid.
- Stan, they're coming back.
(dogs barking)
You stay where you are.
- And be quiet.
(loud knocking)
(ominous music)
- I'd like to see your
husband once more Ms. Graham.
- Go get your father.
(ominous music)
- [Child] Dad, Dad!
Dad, Dad!
(dramatic music)
- What is it this time?
- You need proof before you
go around accusing people.
This sort of thing has got to stop.
- Our debt, we're just going to leave.
We're waiting to sell off.
And you just make sure they
look after their business
and we'll look after ours.
- True right.
- [Officer] Good, meantime
I want your firearms.
- When we leave.
- I want them now.
- [Stan] I need 'em.
- [Dorothy] They're ours.
- [Officer] Hand them over Mr. Graham.
- [Ted] Keep him calm.
- [Dorothy] Don't, come back another day.
- [Officer] Come on.
- [Dorothy] Please.
- [Officer] I want the firearms now.
- [Stan] You're not getting them.
- Now don't take that attitude
with me, hand it over.
- Get out of my house.
- Come on boys!
(gun firing)
(Dorothy screaming)
(gun firing)
(people screaming)
- [Officer] Stan, drop it!
(gun firing)
(body thudding)
- [Dorothy] Stan.
Stan!
(man wheezing)
- Help me.
- [Dorothy] Stan!
(gun firing)
- [Woman] No!
(dogs barking)
(dramatic music)
- You, you've done it now.
(dramatic music)
Stan!
(dramatic music)
- Help.
(glass shattering)
Where is your gun?
- Out there somewhere.
- Get my county.
The bed's fine.
Come on, you got this.
(heavy wheezing)
I'm gonna try and make a run for it.
- [Dorothy] What out Stan!
(gun firing)
(dogs barking)
(gun firing)
(dogs barking)
(dramatic music)
What are you gonna do Stan?
Get in the kitchen.
He tried to kill you.
Go on.
- [Ted] Get a doctor Stan.
- You'll be all right.
- [Ted] You've got to, or I'll die.
- Sign a statement first.
- What?
- He tried to kill you.
- [Stan] That you come to get me.
- I think I can.
- Use your other one.
What do you want to say?
- [Ted] Anything you'd like.
- I, E. Best, what's your middle initial?
- [Ted] M, Mark.
- I, EM Best intended
to murder Stan Graham.
Go outside.
- [Boy] Are they dead?
- [Dorothy] No, go with your sister.
- Give yourself up Stan.
You'll only make it worse.
- Oh yeah, what about this?
(Ted groaning)
- I think I got it right.
So could.
- You'll be all right.
- Get the doctor.
(dramatic music)
- Get the doctor.
Right away!
- I'll go.
- [Lady] What's happened?
- Wait for me at the Post Office.
(people talking)
- [Man] Someone ring for a doctor!
(dramatic music)
- [Lady] Get a doctor!
- Someone is!
- Stan, Stan!
- [Man] What happened?
- What of it?
- He gone for a cold through to the place.
- They'll get you for this Stan.
Are you listening, you've done it now.
- We had to.
- It was their fault.
- Go on.
- We're gonna see what could be done.
You come?
- Okay.
- You'll need this.
A shotgun there, no point leaving in it.
- Cover me.
- [Dorothy] Put it down!
Put it down!
- [Stan] You heard what she said!
- [Man] I've just come to help.
- Don't worry about them, it
was nothing to do with Stan.
They tried to kill him.
He signed a confession, didn't you.
He signed a confession.
(Stan breathing heavy)
- What's the matter Stan?
You know me.
- Yeah, but just don't touch the gun.
Everything will be all right.
I'll keep the bulk of it.
And you make sure they clear away.
- [Man] Yeah, yeah.
- [Man] Give me that.
- Give it to me.
- [Man] No!
- Give it to me!
- No!
- You want it?
- [Man] Yeah.
(gun firing)
(Dorothy screaming)
Stan!
- He should never have touched the rifle.
- I know.
Stan.
- Keep hold of the confession.
- What am I gonna do Stan?
- Find a new father.
(dramatic music)
Look after the kids, it's nothing forward.
- [Dorothy] What about me?
(dramatic music)
You can't!
(dramatic music)
Stan, don't leave me!
(dramatic music)
No Stan!
- [Stan] I'll be back.
(dramatic music)
(doorbell ringing)
- I begged the police not to
fire sergeant, I begged them.
I wouldn't shoot anyone.
You know that Mr. Copper don't you?
The police started it.
I want my father. (sobbing)
Where's my father.
- [Lady] What's the number?
- Ricot 377.
- My dad shot all the cops.
(woman sobbing)
(dramatic music)
(hammering lightly)
(dramatic music)
- Two ranks!
(men talking)
Come on two ranks!
- [Reporter] Many expressions
of sympathy continue
to be received by the police
of the man who died yesterday.
The condition of the surviving
officer is still red.
The search for Stanley Graham, last seen
yesterday afternoon continues.
The great Mountain West Coach and Calvary,
has asked for volunteers to report first
to their local police
station or Armed Guard
and not directly to the site of
the tragedy as confusion can occur
if numbers are too great.
(men talking)
- Where's Stan Mrs. Graham?
- Hey you're not coming
in, I can't let you.
- [Dorothy] You can't
stop me, it's my house.
- Yeah, well I'm going to.
- I want my washing.
- I need things for my kids.
- Okay.
You bloody will stay out there while I-
- You have no right to kick
me out of my own house!
Get the back.
(rooster crowing)
(brush scraping)
(dramatic music)
(men talking)
(dramatic music)
(men talking)
- [Lady] Has anyone seen Sergeant Davis?
- [Man] What's he look like?
(men laughing and talking)
- [Calwell] Quiet!
- [Man] Shut up!
For those of you armed
guards that don't know me,
I'm Inspector Calwell from Greymouth.
These are sergeants
Knight and McRobbie here.
We only need eight of you tonight.
(group talking at once)
- Hold, men hold.
- [Calwell] Four in the house.
Those of you who can't get
home, can bed down here.
I'll be up at the Post Office
and the password is hogerty.
(men talking)
The sooner you stop treating this
as a night out with the boys the better.
You forget that you're
dealing with a murderer.
And you're here to assist the police.
Now, just because we didn't
find any trace of him today,
doesn't mean that he's
not still in the area.
Graham's still dangerous.
So if you see him, and you certain that's
him, and he refuses to surrender,
then you're authorised to shoot him.
(men talking)
What do I think this is, a
bloody Boy Scout Jamboree?
- [Sergeant] They're only farmers.
- [Calwell] Yeah.
(dramatic music)
(men laughing and talking)
(dramatic music)
- What you do old Stan just run in here?
- [Man In Tan] I don't know.
- You want to give him the same
chance he gave Bestie, none.
So I don't mind watching the door.
- [Man In Tan] Nothing's gonna happen.
Why would he want to come back.
- [Man] No one cares or read the warrant.
(men laughing)
(frogs chirping)
- Geez, just listen to those bloody frogs.
- [Man] The story goes
they came from Ozzie.
- Yeah, even after winning they did.
(dogs whining)
- [Man At Window] It's
something out there.
- [Man Standing] Can you make him out?
- It's too dark.
(frogs chirping)
(dogs whining)
It's gone.
- [Man Standing] Hey, what if it's him?
He wouldn't know we're in here.
- [Man] What do you reckon we should do?
Give us the password.
- [Stan] What's your bloody gain,
can't a man come into his own house?
- [Man] What's the password.
- [Stan] Stan Graham.
(gun firing)
(men yelling)
(men talking)
(gun firing)
(men whimpering)
- [Man] You okay Cole?
- [Cole] Yeah.
(men gurgling)
- [Man] He got me in the gut.
- [Man] We're sitting bloody ducks.
(body dragging)
(glass shattering)
(gun firing)
(men breathing heavy)
(glass shattering)
(gun firing)
- [Man] Cut him off you sill mugger!
- That was close.
- Don't but money on it.
(motor roaring)
(water falling)
- We gotta do something.
- I'll go over, anyone join me?
- I would.
- All right.
Cover us eh?
- Right on.
- Off we go.
Can you hear me?
(speaking foreign language)
- [Man] We'll give ourselves away.
(speaking foreign language)
- [Man] There's nothing for it.
(speaking foreign language)
- Hold your fire, two
of us are coming over.
- [Man] Watch out he's on
the top side of the house.
- What?
(gun firing)
(man groaning)
- [Man] That was Maxi.
- [Man] Check his back.
- He's dead.
(gun firing)
(glass shattering)
- [Stan] Oh!
(gun firing)
- [Man] We have to evacuate that house.
- [Man] About bloody time.
(man whimpering)
- [Man] You've got to get me out of here.
- [Man] Hold on.
Let me know, we're trying to leave now.
(man talking distorted)
- [Man] We've got to risk it.
(engine purring)
- [Man] Wait, what's the password?
- [Men] Get out the bloody way.
- Who are you to judge?
- What are you trying to
do frighten the women?
(men arguing)
What the matter with you all?
- [Man] I see windy rubbish.
- What about that guy over
there getting the men out?
- [Man] It's suicide.
- You're a doctor.
- [Man] We'll cover you.
- [Man] Yeah, you do it, go.
- I'm a take 10 on that.
(men arguing)
- [Man] Tell him to come out.
- [Man] Nobody is to fire
under any circumstance.
- [Man] Stan come on,
I've got you covered!
- [Man] Turn the lights off.
(men breathing heavy)
- [Man] Come on we're nearly out of it.
Steady.
(man breathing heavy)
(gun firing)
- [Man] All right, I dropped my rifle.
(dramatic music)
- [Reporter] The Prime
Minister today ordered units
from the regular armed forces
and police reinforcements
from all over New Zealand to assist
in the search for Stanley Graham,
the west coast farmer who three day ago
shot and killed several members
of the Hokitika Police
Force and Armed Guard.
Those directing research for the fugitive
in the mountainous and densely forested
country, believe that larger and more
sophisticated forces are required
than those locally available.
(aeroplane motor roaring)
(motor running)
- [Man] Goddammit!
(cows mooing)
Get out, go!
(cows mooing)
- [Man On Porch] Get yourself thrown out.
(motors running)
- [Woman] That's ours!
Oh locking windows is not
gonna keep Stan Graham.
- [Man] We've had enough
of the bastard already.
- If he wanted to single our school,
he'll do it in the daytime
when you're around.
- [Man] You know the score.
- You done went out of your way for him.
- No good coming from you, isn't it?
(plane motor sputtering)
(ominous music)
- [Man] Who goes there?
(gun firing)
- Oh.
(gun firing)
- Everybody out!
Go back!
You all saw him and 93 of you fired
and he bloody got away again.
Who's side are you on?
Who are you bloody hitting?
(dogs barking)
What's this?
- Oh I suppose we've go the
best tracker on the case.
- [Calwell] So?
- I'll give him a whiff of
their blood and let him go.
- [Calwell] And then what happens?
- My dog will find him.
Nothing less--
- [Calwell] Off you go.
(men yelling)
- [Man] Over!
- [Man] To the left?
- [Man] That's right.
(men yelling)
- [Officer] Bar.
- [Soldiers] Har!
(soldiers yelling)
Hut, hut, hut!
- [Soldier] Right, left, right, left.
Left, right, left,
right, left, right, left.
(dog barking)
- Cracker Jack.
Bloody Cracker Jack.
- Women and children are being
evacuated, is that right sergeant?
- I sure hope so?
- There's tripwire bedding
and there's lights,
he won't get away again.
- I hear he built it himself.
Pretty resourceful bugger
one way or another.
(metal clanking)
- [Man] They'll be on soon.
- You'd better.
In some quarters there's
a sneaking admiration
for him, can't have the police
making fools of themselves.
Tracking dogs.
- [Man] Well sir we're
doing the best we can.
- [Man] The Prime Minister wants action.
Stop playing silly about this, catch him.
- [Master] Will you join me Captain?
- [Captain] Certainly Master.
- You can take your self so.
- [Soldiers] Forward march!
Hut, hut, hut, hut, hut.
Hut, hut, hut, hut, hut.
Hut, hut, hut, hut, hut.
Hut, hut, hut, hut, hut.
Hut, hut, hut, hut, hut.
Right, left, right, left, right, left,
right, left, right, left, right, left.
- A message from Hokey sir.
- The nurse number.
- Farmers.
- The bloody window.
- Mrs. Graham!
- [Dorothy] Yes?
- I'm sending you back to Hokitika.
- But that's 15 miles away.
- [Man] In an hour.
- I won't be ready.
I've got to go back to the house.
- [Man] Ted Best just died.
I don't think you're safe here.
(soldiers chanting)
- Eat up.
- If he'd done what I suggested
we wouldn't be in this mess.
They got what was coming to them.
I told your father, I
don't know how many times.
He doesn't listen.
Nobody listens.
- I'm listening mom.
(birds cawing)
(dramatic music)
- Stan.
(dramatic music)
- Steady.
Steady.
(shells cracking)
Steady girl.
(milk squirting)
Come on now.
That's it.
That's it girl.
(breathing heavy)
- [Soldier] Present, fire!
(gun firing)
Reload, present, fire!
(gun firing)
Reload, present, fire!
Stop, order halt!
Present, halt!
(bugle music)
(people laughing and talking)
- [Man] {laughing} you'll get
nothing out of the bloody loaf.
Major came and they shut up about
as tight as a fishes' asshole. (laughs)
And that's pretty tight.
- They think it's there but
it's no sir, nobody else's.
- He's dead, I mean it's
been about a week now.
What about the dog, he ain't
around the house all the time.
- [Man] Bloody dog, bloody nose.
- [Man] Cummins can't give us any info
'cause he's probably
scared he'll read about it.
I'll tell you, you want to
get a story out of this one.
(people talking)
- You want a story, I'll give you a story.
On the nightstand with Emily's knife,
if he turned up looking for
a feed, I'll give it to him.
Meet me in my place with a
belly full of warm tucker.
(people talking)
You've all heard of Lord Hull, we had
a telegram for Gables with a message.
It said, tell Stan he can
call the South Island,
I'll send one more
jugger to take the North.
Any travellers, I can't find that
single bugger with the guts to deliver it.
(Stan yelling)
(dramatic music)
(birds singing)
- I always hoped this was
a friendly place to be.
- You don't anymore?
You saw him now, you take a shot at him?
- [Man] I don't know, here's what it do.
Let's hope he's coming to give himself up.
(birds singing)
- If that rain didn't flush
old Stan out, nothing will.
Cuts him off as well.
He hasn't a hope in hell
of crossing the river.
- Why would he want to?
- His only way out.
He's boxed in up here now.
You know I spent half the night thinking
if I open the window and
shout his name, he'd hear me.
(metal clanging)
(motor approaching)
- If the truck's in here
and we can head back.
Shit.
You reckon he still inside?
- Could be.
- I'll stay here, you
get back and find Trev.
Get out, gone.
Stan!
It's Henry Growcott Stan.
I'm not armed or nothing.
If you want to make a
run for it, you go mate,
I'm not gonna try and stop ya.
Stan.
- We now know that he's confined
at the top of the valley.
He's too badly wounded to travel far.
As long as he stays in the
bush, he has the advantage.
Sooner or later he's going to make a move.
With a bit of luck we may
see him before he sees us.
No one is to risk their
life trying to catch him.
You just shouldn't.
(dramatic music)
- [Stan] Over here you
stupid buggers, over here.
You stupid buggers I'm over here.
Come on, come get me.
Finish me off, finish me off!
(dramatic music)
- [Man] What do you reckon?
- Yeah I think so.
- Which side you making him go?
- How should I know.
- We can cover both on
the top in, you coming?
- Yeah.
(dramatic music)
(gun firing)
(Stan groaning)
- Nice, shoot it again?
- You can't fetch.
- I'm seeing Jacqueline tonight.
(Stan groaning)
- What was I shot with?
- 303.
- Oh.
(dramatic music)
(cows mooing)
- [Man] That's him man.
(dramatic music)
- [Man] Make sure his feet
clear of the tailgate.
(dramatic music)
(Stan coughing)
(dramatic music)
- [Dorothy] Stan.
Stan, can you hear me?
It's me Dot.
- You better go home.
- Is that all you've got to say?
Stan.
(dramatic music)
- I have nothing to tell.
It's honest dislikes to a question.
Just made my life a hell.
- [Man] How are you feeling now?
- How would you feel, if you got blocked?
- Stan.
Stan.
(Dot grunting)
(upbeat music)
(audience clapping)
(booming explosion)
(people gasping)
- Macko's jalopi running true to form.
(people talking)
(upbeat music)
(people talking)
(upbeat music)
- What do you reckon, pure on skin?
- Why worry, the world
and his wife are in there.
(dramatic music)
You can still smell it.
Not the bloody repertoire.
(liquid sloshing)
(dramatic music)
- Don't waste too much on him.
It'll go up like timber.
(dramatic music)
(glass shattering)
(men laughing)
What's so funny?
- I'd just like to see the
expression on her face.
- You'd be the one to giver her the news.
- [Woman] Make sure she's not in there.
Come out of there Dorothy Graham.
It's your last chance
(fire roaring)
(glass shattering)
(fire roaring)
Come on, play something appropriate.
(fire roaring)
(solemn music)
(glass shattering)
(solemn music)
(fire roaring)
(embers crackling)
(dramatic music)
(roosters crowing)
(dramatic music)