Big Sky (1997–1999): Season 1, Episode 8 - Lost and Found - full transcript
(Dramatic music)
- I'm sorry.
- Just wait.
So beautiful.
- G'day.
You Jeremy?
- No, that's Jeremy.
- Oh, I'm sorry, nobody told me.
- Hi, I'm Chris manning.
- I'm Dr. John o'Halloran.
This is Meg and Lily Bateman
and their nephew, Pierce.
- How do you do?
I'll give you a hand with this.
- Pierce could do it, thank you.
- But Lily...
- Don't upset yourself, Meg.
(Dramatic music)
(Propellers whirring)
(Airplane flying)
- Keep in touch.
- Are you sure we've
done the right thing?
I mean, the pilots gonna find out.
- It was the only way.
(Ominous music)
(Lighthearted theme music)
- No, that won't be enough.
- Of course it will.
- Good morning.
- Good morning, Shay.
- Excuse me.
- Good morning, Shay.
- Good morning.
- Oh, I get it.
You're pretending you forgot.
- What, forgot what?
- Good morning, Shay.
Happy Birthday.
- Oh, thank you, Ronnie.
- Oh!
Is it today?
- Oh no, Shay.
I'm really sorry.
- Oh, what is it?
A party?
A stripper gram?
You guys are so transparent.
- Nah, really, we forgot.
- Shay mcwilliam?
- Oh, no.
Oh, don't you dare.
- What?
- You guys!
- What's your problem?
I'm paid to do this.
- Like I want to see a photogram.
God, you guys are so tacky.
Look, no offense,
but I don't wanna see you
with your clothes off.
- Just take the package, lady.
- Um...
I'm really sorry.
(Laughing)
(Lighthearted music)
- Big sky this takeover ski
Sierra on final approach.
- Takeover ski Sierra, this is big sky.
You'll be just in time.
How are you and your
passenger getting on?
- Oh, he's not real talkative.
- Oh, well I wouldn't
take it personally,
he's probably just got taste.
- You know, Lauren, you
really should read
the job sheet more closely.
- Oh.
- [Man] Who are they from?
- Mom and dad, I think.
- Shay, can you go and tell Ronnie
that Chris is on his way in,
and could he please check
his maintenance schedule.
- Well, excuse me, but like,
have we forgotten something?
- Aw, Happy Birthday?
- Lauren, you remembered.
- How's it going?
- No problems.
- Yeah.
- Yeah, did you get a present for Judy?
- Mom!
Two presents.
You're so generous.
Oh are you just going senile
and forgot about the first one?
(Chuckling)
No, tell me now.
I'm 22, mom, I think I can take it.
What?
- Ah!
- How do you do that?
- That'll be telling.
David swore me to secrecy.
- David?
- Copperfield?
- Right.
- It's true, I flew him to
lizard island yesterday.
- I don't believe that, I saw the show.
He can fly, what does he need you for?
- He has trouble with long distances.
Hey, Clark.
- Jimbo.
How are you?
- How's business?
- People keep dying, mate.
There's no end to it.
Where would I find my body?
One Jeremy lord.
- That'll be Chris's.
Talk to the guys in the hangar,
they should be able to help you.
(Balloon whistling)
- Mom, you fought before, get over it.
No!
You still love each
other, go talk to him.
But don't you still love him?
Well, then what's the problem?
(Loud commotion)
- She's coming.
- Shh, shh, shh.
- [All] Surprise!
- About time too.
(Poppers exploding)
- Happy Birthday!
- Happy Birthday, Shay.
- Thank you.
Hey, hang on.
- [Woman] Mm, mm.
- You're not having a
second piece, fatty?
- [Woman] Yep.
- Oh hey, Clark.
Want a piece of cake?
- I've got a problem.
Who flew the body?
- This guy.
- Which brings me to my next point...
(Whimsical music)
- Was it there when you left?
- Well, I don't know,
it's not something
I normally check up on.
- Well, you'll have to go back,
it's only an hour away.
- [Man] Can you wait a couple of hours?
- Yeah, sure.
- I'll come with you then.
- Sure.
- No, no, no, no, no, no.
I'm sure what you meant to say was,
"Lauren, if there's nothing going on,
"can I go with Chris, please?"
- I did mean to say that,
and you meant to say,
"no problem, jimbo, not only am I
"an intelligent and attractive boss,
"but I understand that
you pilots have to
"get together occasionally
to form a camaraderie
"that is so necessary for this
"seat of the pants existence."
- Just bring me back a corpse.
- Oh, you convent girls.
(Whimsical music)
(Plane propellers whirring)
So, why'd you really
want to come along?
- I've got my reasons.
Oh, watch the seagull.
Made you look.
(Chuckling)
- Ronnie, I told you before.
Dinner and a show.
Chicks go for that.
- Chicks.
The fact that you use that term
might have a lot to do with the fact
that you never get any, Scotty.
- Thank you.
- What are you up to, Ronnie?
A bit on the side?
- It's our wedding anniversary.
I want to buy June something special,
something romantic.
- Are you sure you need to?
I mean, 35 years mate, I'd
say you got her landed.
- 35 years?
Whoa!
- [Ronnie] I think your
passengers are waiting.
- Bye.
Hi, how are we all?
- We are already 10
minutes behind schedule.
So, if you don't mind...
- Okay, let's go then.
- Chick pilots.
(Mysterious music)
- Hey, looks like we've got
a welcoming committee.
Hi.
- We've got a bit of a problem.
- Yes, I know, and we're sorry.
But you see, Jeremy never liked to fly,
and well, we just
couldn't do it to him.
- So he's still here then.
- Yes dear, he's in his room.
- Well, we've gotta take
him back to Sydney,
there's people waiting for him.
If it's any comfort,
it's usually a smooth flight.
- He won't feel a thing.
(Lighthearted music)
- Won't feel a thing.
Very sensitive.
- I was just trying to
lighten the moment.
- Can you guys ride?
- [Jimbo] Yep.
(Lighthearted music)
(Knocking)
- Oh, dear.
- No one's ever glad to see me.
(Chuckling)
- Occupational hazard
for lawyers, I guess.
Do you want a coffee?
- Yeah, sure.
- Okay.
- Pierce, could you get your uncle
for these men, please?
- You boys, come in for tea.
- Want a hand?
- Is that scones I smell?
- Just out of the oven.
(Chuckling)
Jam and cream okay for you, dear?
- I love the country.
(Chimes ringing)
- You'll have to excuse Pierce,
he's shy around strange men.
- We suspect he's homosexual.
- Mm, lovely.
- Thanks, dear.
- So you two are sisters.
Well, who was married to...
- [Meg] Jeremy.
- He was such a beautiful man.
- We met at a dance.
- Her eyes locked with his and...
- Such eyes.
- It was just like the movies.
- Except there were two of us.
- No one really understood.
(Lighthearted music)
- So, what's in gore creek?
- Why do you wanna know?
- Just making conversation.
- What are you, the
hostess or the pilot?
(Chuckling)
- Not good news, is it?
- Well it's finished,
if that's good news.
Your father's affairs are all tied up.
- Now please tell me
you saved the house.
- I tried, Lauren.
- You told me that...
- I just said that I'd try.
There were just too many people
he still owed money to.
- No, no, that house was all
I had left that was his.
There must be some way we can keep it.
- I'm sorry.
- Damn.
- The tenants are out today.
They've got a buyer, he wants
an immediate settlement.
- Already?
I thought you said that if the house...
- Lauren, I need you to sign these.
- That house is my family.
- Look, tomorrow we'll deal
with it, but no later, eh?
You courier them back to me.
I'm really sorry, Lauren.
- Thank you.
(Somber music)
- Lauren.
Can I talk to you about something?
- It cannot wait?
- Well, it's kind of important.
- Please.
- Fine.
(Plane flying overhead)
- Weird.
But sweet.
And those scones, to die for.
Oh, sorry, Jeremy.
Do you want to hear something strange?
I've never seen a dead body.
- Really?
- What, you have?
- Unfortunately.
- See, I'm 31, I figure, you know,
at my age, I should've.
You know what I mean?
- Jimbo, it's not an
experience I'd rush into.
- Well, I thought, seeing
as we got one handy...
- No.
- I mean, who's it gonna hurt?
No one will know.
- I thought you said you
came for the camaraderie.
- Yeah, I did.
I'm glad you're here to
share the experience.
- Jimbo.
- 30 seconds, no one will know.
(Whimsical music)
Chris?
- What?
- [Jimbo] Do you want to
come back here for a minute?
- No.
- He's not in here.
(Laughing)
- Yeah, I suppose this is another one
of those seagull gags, is it?
- [Jimbo] Fair dinkum,
come and have a look.
(Whimsical music)
- Shay, do you know where
Chris and jimbo are?
Tango whisky Sierra,
this is big sky base.
Chris, what's your eta?
- Lauren, we gotta go back again.
Jeremy missed the plane.
- What?
What are you two up to?
- Back at the farmhouse
in an hour, home in two.
- Jimbo's mate will be
here in about 20 minutes
to collect for that autopsy.
- Well, you better
call him and tell him
we're gonna be delayed,
that's the best we can do.
- I'm not so sure about this.
Big sky base.
- Tango whisky Sierra.
- You see what's going
on here, don't you?
- Poor old things.
They really loved him.
- Yeah.
Loved him to death, even.
They're ducking the autopsy.
- Jimbo, you heard
them, they loved him.
- So?
Maybe it was a mercy killing.
All I know is we're trying
to get that body back
for an autopsy to
establish cause of death,
and they don't want the body to arrive.
- Oh, get a grip.
- I'm serious!
How do you explain it then?
- I don't.
I go back and ask them what's up.
Poor old dears.
They couldn't kill anyone.
- You've never seen "arsenic
and old lace", have you?
(Balloon pops)
- Where have you been?
You okay?
- I'm just depressed
about getting older.
(Chuckling)
- They've lost the body again.
Honestly, those boys shouldn't
be allowed out together.
- They'll find it.
- Shay, what's up?
(Somber music)
- Ah, we'll be back
in a couple of hours.
- I'll be counting the minutes.
- Think about it.
Farms are a cocktail bar of poisons.
It's gotta be top of the list.
Oh my god.
We ate the scones.
- Yeah, and we're fine.
- Ugh, actually I do feel a bit off.
- Probably because you
ate about 10 of them.
Anyway, it was elderberry wine.
- What?
- In "arsenic and old lace",
they poisoned old men
with elderberry wine.
We're not old, we ate
scones, so we're fine.
- Maybe you're right.
Maybe they didn't do it.
- Of course they didn't do it.
- Maybe he did.
(Airplane flying overhead)
(Ominous music)
- Oh dear.
Lily.
- Oh dear.
- What are you gonna say to them?
- Nothing that's gonna upset them.
- Chris, I'm just thinking logically,
you're blinded by emotion.
- Jimbo, it's grief.
You don't know how
people are gonna react.
Maybe they just don't
want to let him go.
- [Jimbo] Oh, hang on,
hang on, it's slipping.
- I'm sorry.
We just found him in the bedroom.
- Pierce mustn't of loaded him.
He doesn't want his uncle
to leave the place.
- Is that so?
- Jimbo.
- They were very close.
- Well, except when they fought.
- Which was most of the time.
- Yes, yes, let's just get
him loaded this time, okay?
- This is my first dead guy.
- Yeah.
Well...
Grab his legs and lift him
on the count of three.
- So, where's that Pierce guy?
Very conveniently disappeared.
- You heard.
He was very close with his uncle,
doesn't want him to go.
Maybe he's got a touch
of the Norman Bates.
- That's it.
That's "psycho".
I bet there's a rocking
chair in the cellar.
- Ready?
- So, what was their surname?
- Oh no.
- I tell you what.
(Glasses clanging)
(Laughing)
- G'day.
- It's against the rules
for you to be up here.
- Of course it is, sweetie.
Listen, do you know what these are?
- Asteroids?
(Laughing)
- Sample opals.
Now I've got enough of these
to dazzle any woman I want.
- I can't tell you how
pleased I am for you.
- You know, I'd like
to see you buck naked
and wearing only an openless...
(Yelling)
- Turbulence, boys.
Better belt up.
Especially you.
(Dramatic music)
- Sorry for all the trouble.
- Well, it's hard to let go.
I'm sorry we met under
these circumstances.
- You've been very nice, thank you.
- Pierce isn't planning to take
any overseas holidays, is he?
- We better be going.
Goodbye.
- Goodbye.
(Mysterious music)
- Overseas holiday, I
don't believe you.
- You'll see, something's going on.
(Mysterious music)
- Well, there's no
current getting through.
I'm gonna have to ring Ronnie,
get him to bring us out a new Magneto.
- You're naivety is shocking.
You think this is a coincidence?
- Well, it could've
happened on the way up.
And if it did, we wouldn't know
'til we shut it off and
try to start it again.
- Maybe.
Wonder where that Pierce guy was
when we were loading the plane.
I think I should ask
him a few questions.
- No.
- Ah, don't worry, I'll be subtle.
- Their husband just
died, remember that.
- Well, if Pierce did it,
I'm sure they'd want to know.
I wonder who inherits this place.
I want to ask you
something, and I want...
- Yes, dear?
- Oh, I am...
- Airplane's broken down.
Can we use the phone?
- It's just through there.
(Lighthearted music)
(Ominous music)
- Yep.
Thought you had them
cold there for a sec.
- Well, don't discount remorse.
Maybe they know he did it
and they're just covering for him.
(Phone ringing)
- [Chris] Lauren?
It's me.
- Chris, I've got work
piling up for you two.
What now?
- Lauren, I've got an
electrical fault out here,
I need some help.
- Oh, I don't believe this.
I guess you've lost the
body again, is that it?
- Well, I know it sounds a bit weird.
- Ah, so you believe me.
- I just need somebody
out here, Lauren.
- Well, I can send Ronnie or
one of the other engineers
first thing in the morning,
but that's the best I can do.
- [Chris] All right.
Tell Ronnie I think it's the Magneto.
He'll know what I'm talking about.
- Okay.
Bye.
- Bye now.
- Tomorrow?
- Yep.
- Aw, dear.
You'll have to stay the night.
- Magneto?
I doubt it.
- Still tomorrow morning, if you could.
- Oh, Lauren.
What do you think about a
weekend away in the country.
- For June?
- Yeah.
- Yeah, nice.
Lovely.
- Good.
I'll keep looking.
(Chuckling)
- Still depressed?
- Yes.
- I know just the thing
to take your mind off it
and refocus.
- Get smashed.
- Yeah, why not?
(Plane humming)
- Okay, have you got them all?
- Yeah, 25.
- Hey, hang on...
- Not now, sweetheart,
I'm not feeling too good.
(Wondrous music)
(Ominous music)
- You two aren't having any gravy then?
- We don't like it.
- Eat up.
- Hey!
- Hey.
- Oh hi, do you want a drink?
- Oh I'd love to, but
I've got a hot date
arriving any minute.
- Wouldn't you rather
have a drink with us
than have some man trying
to take advantage of you?
- Have a good time.
(Chuckling)
Over here?
So, are you gonna tell me what's wrong?
- Mom and dad are splitting up.
I can't believe it.
25 years.
I left home two years ago,
but I feel like an eight year old kid.
- Maybe it's just temporary,
my parents were always fighting
and getting back together.
- Yeah, well I don't
know what his mistress
would think about that one.
- Ooh.
- Mom says it's been
happening for years.
She just got sick of pretending.
Ultimatum time and dad
didn't choose her.
- Didn't our eyes just lock
and we had a moment at the bar before?
- I don't think so.
- Okay.
You can fight it, I
find that endearing.
But when it gets too
strong, I'll be over here.
- Okay, I'll keep that in mind.
- Thank you, that was beautiful.
- Something wrong, dear?
- No, no, I think I just
overdid it on the scones.
- What's wrong with you?
- I just don't want to take any risks.
- You gotta be kidding,
you think they're trying to poison us?
- No, I don't think that at all.
- Well, what?
- Just drug us.
- Now think about it.
If they don't want an autopsy,
they've gotta get rid of that body,
and they've gotta do it tonight.
They want us sleeping like babies.
I wonder where that Pierce guy is.
(Mysterious music)
- G'day.
A bit low for excavation.
- There's a lot to do
now with Jeremy gone.
- Yeah, must be hard.
- I miss him.
- You must like it out here.
You don't miss the bright lights?
- No, I've done that.
I ran into a lot of trouble
before I came up here.
Jeremy, and Meg, and Lily
have been real good to me.
- Now, what do you think
about planes, Pierce?
- I couldn't fix it, if
that's what you're asking.
- You didn't touch ours, did you?
You weren't checking
it out or anything?
- No.
- Hi.
- [Chris] Jimbo.
- Know anything about planes, Pierce?
- Look, I didn't touch
the bloody plane, okay?
(Ominous music)
- I changed my mind.
I rang him and told him I'd rather
have a drink with you guys.
- No show, huh?
- See, all men are hopeless.
- Ladies, I thought the fairest thing
would be to let you toss for me.
- I think that's about
all you'd be doing.
(Chuckling)
- No?
I'll just be at the bar.
- [Shay] What kinda guy
would stand Lexie up, huh?
- Probably forgot it was
his wife's birthday.
- [Shay] What?
- Married men have always got something
to run off to.
- Wow.
I don't believe it, Lexie.
Where the hell do you get off
interfering with family life like that?
- Like what?
- You said he was a married man.
- Shay, he's married, I'm not.
I'm just having a drink with him,
what's with you?
- Lexie, can you grab some nuts?
All right, just, Shay's
parents split up today.
- Oh, really?
Poor thing.
- Yeah, so I'd just drop the
I'm dating a married man thing.
- An affair.
- Yeah, her father with someone
who's about your age.
- I mean, do you have any idea
of the damage you're causing?
How many people you're
actually hurting?
- Maybe we should just drop this.
- Oh, no, no, no, no,
I just want to know,
do you have any morals at all, Lexie?
- Shay, it's not me who's
sleeping with your father.
Look, I'm really sorry
about your parents,
but it's not my fault your
dad can't control yourself.
- Lexie!
(Mysterious music)
- [Lily] Is something the matter?
- [Meg] I'm worried, lil.
- Then don't be.
We've almost done it.
- That chap suspects something.
- That's not a problem.
By tomorrow morning, it doesn't
matter what he suspects.
(Mysterious music)
- I just heard them talking.
Oh, they did it all right.
- Okay, fine.
So they did it.
Why?
- Oh, I don't know.
To inherit the place.
- What for?
It's not as if they're gonna be around
for years to come.
- So they can sell it.
- But the place is rundown,
they're not gonna get
much money for it.
- Maybe Jeremy was a violent
and abusive person.
- Have you heard the way
they talk about him?
- Maybe it was like an emotional
co-dependency love-hate triangle,
and they got sick of sharing him.
- After all those years?
- Maybe it was Pierce,
they're covering for him.
- Then why would he do it?
- Maybe his uncle was just
a bit too close to him.
I don't know, maybe he's crazy,
I don't know, you think
of an explanation.
- Okay.
Jeremy was an illegal immigrant,
he owed a lot of money,
could be in hiding,
could be anything.
- I still say you're wrong.
- And I say you are the world's
worst conspiracy theorist.
- The world's best conspiracy theorist.
- Okay, who killed phar lap?
- The Americans poisoned him.
- Les Darcy?
- The Americans poisoned him too,
come on, you're gonna have
to do better than that.
- JFK.
- Well, the grassy knoll is there,
though the CIA mafia are...
- Jimbo, shut up.
- Look, they said, "by
morning, it won't matter."
You know what that means?
They're gonna get rid of it tonight.
- I think a lack of food
is very bad for you.
- Yeah, god, I reckon I'm starving.
- And whose fault's that?
- Look, I'll back in a minute, okay?
Then we've got to go and check
the plane for the body.
(Mysterious music)
- What are you doing out here?
(Ominous music)
- Uh, hungry.
- I'd never let anything happen
to those dear old ladies,
do you understand?
- Yep.
- Yeah, I'll protect them
no matter what it took.
- Right.
Loyalty.
Admirable trait.
- I think it's time to go into bed.
- Yep.
(Yawns)
I'm getting sleepy now.
Oh, sleepy.
- What now?
Aliens in the basement?
- Now, that Pierce guy is...
- Is that ours?
- Yeah, it's gotta be,
I found it in the cake tin.
- Well, they've got an airstrip,
could be an old one.
- What do you want?
A smoking gun?
That Pierce guy, he's out
there, he threatened me.
- Well, maybe because you
accused him of murder!
Give us it!
I'll go and talk to him about it.
- No, no, he knows I did it, no!
Chris, don't go out there.
- Okay.
- Okay.
(Ominous music)
He's out there, isn't he?
Well, what are we gonna do?
- The locks should hold.
- Oh, so you believe me.
You finally believe me.
- I'm going to bed.
- What?
- Look, he can't get
in, we can't get out.
In the morning I'll...
- What?
- I'll have a plan.
- Well, what am I gonna do?
I can't go back to my room.
- Well, I hear floorboards
are very good for your back.
Good night, jimbo.
(Ominous music)
(Fruit gushing)
- Did you hear that out?
He's coming to get us.
- Jim...
Just go to sleep.
(Ominous music)
- Are you awake?
- I know, but how can she do it?
- Come on, it's got
nothing to do with you,
or with your mom and dad.
- What if it was just me
they stayed together for?
- It would be a pretty good reason.
- No, they couldn't be
pretending all the time.
Some of it must've
been real, wasn't it?
- Yeah, of course.
You think your family are the one thing
you're gonna have forever,
and sometimes you can't
even hang onto that.
- Yeah.
It's all dad's fault.
Were you angry at your dad
when you found out what he did?
- No, it's hardly the same thing,
I mean that was about money.
The banks did it to him anyway.
Today I'm angry with him.
Today he let me down.
- How?
(Somber music)
(Mysterious music)
What are we doing?
- Come on.
- Wow, it's beautiful.
- Listen.
(Wind chimes ringing)
When I was little, my
family used to go away
on business all the time,
and I used to get really scared,
I mean which is ridiculous,
because he probably had a
whole SWAT team on standby.
(Chuckling)
So he brought me these chimes
so I'd have something
happy to listen to.
And he said, as long
as I could hear them
I'd always be safe.
- God, some kids will believe
any crap, won't they?
(Chuckling)
- Yeah, won't they.
- Well, sorry.
It was a good story.
(Wind chimes ringing)
- I was so happy here.
I thought we'd always at
least have this place.
(Mysterious music)
- Nice day, isn't it?
- Lily, I think you and I should have
a bit of a chat.
- Looking for something?
- Oh, you've got your bit.
Good.
I thought I lost it.
- Wait, hang on.
- It's okay, Pierce.
It doesn't matter now.
- Why don't you tell
us what's going on?
(Lighthearted music)
- He had the most beautiful eyes.
- He used to joke about leaving them
to someone when he died.
Well, we thought it was a joke,
but then Dr. o'Halloran
said it was true.
- Cornea transplants.
Well, he'd filled out the form.
You see, the eyes had to
be there within 10 hours,
or they'd be no good, so we...
- That's why I had to
scare you last night.
Sorry.
- Me?
Scared?
- We knew it was wrong,
but we couldn't let
them cut out his eyes.
- That's why we fell in love.
- Are we in trouble?
- I...
Let's go with this, thank you.
(Lighthearted music)
- Morning.
Coffee?
- Yes.
(Chuckling)
(Wind chimes ringing)
- Just remember they're ornamental.
They won't protect you from anything.
(Chuckling)
- Thank you.
(Whimsical music)
- You did check that
he was still in there.
- What?
I thought you did.
(Whimsical music)
(Dramatic music)
- No luck, Ronnie?
- No.
It's all so ordinary.
I can't find anything different.
- What about this?
- What is it?
- An uncut opal.
- Yeah, it's beautiful.
How much do you want for it?
- Just stop looking in catalogs
and make sure my plane
stays in the air.
How's that?
- You ready?
- Let's do it.
Okay.
- Jeremy.
Am I glad to see you.
(Chuckling)
- Done?
- Done.
And...
- Woo hoo, scones!
- I've got a knife.
- Lauren.
What red eyes you have,
was it a big night?
- Chris, men have made
fools of themselves
over these eyes.
(Phone ringing)
- Scones!
- Hello, big sky.
Lexie, for you.
Some guy named belic sounds apologetic.
- So he should be.
- And so am I, for you
know, last night.
- Me too.
Hello, groveling are we?
- I'm looking for Shay mcwilliam.
- That's me.
- Oh thank god, I got the job wrong,
and so I'm a day late.
Here we go.
(Catchy music)
(Chuckling)
(Lighthearted theme music)
- I'm sorry.
- Just wait.
So beautiful.
- G'day.
You Jeremy?
- No, that's Jeremy.
- Oh, I'm sorry, nobody told me.
- Hi, I'm Chris manning.
- I'm Dr. John o'Halloran.
This is Meg and Lily Bateman
and their nephew, Pierce.
- How do you do?
I'll give you a hand with this.
- Pierce could do it, thank you.
- But Lily...
- Don't upset yourself, Meg.
(Dramatic music)
(Propellers whirring)
(Airplane flying)
- Keep in touch.
- Are you sure we've
done the right thing?
I mean, the pilots gonna find out.
- It was the only way.
(Ominous music)
(Lighthearted theme music)
- No, that won't be enough.
- Of course it will.
- Good morning.
- Good morning, Shay.
- Excuse me.
- Good morning, Shay.
- Good morning.
- Oh, I get it.
You're pretending you forgot.
- What, forgot what?
- Good morning, Shay.
Happy Birthday.
- Oh, thank you, Ronnie.
- Oh!
Is it today?
- Oh no, Shay.
I'm really sorry.
- Oh, what is it?
A party?
A stripper gram?
You guys are so transparent.
- Nah, really, we forgot.
- Shay mcwilliam?
- Oh, no.
Oh, don't you dare.
- What?
- You guys!
- What's your problem?
I'm paid to do this.
- Like I want to see a photogram.
God, you guys are so tacky.
Look, no offense,
but I don't wanna see you
with your clothes off.
- Just take the package, lady.
- Um...
I'm really sorry.
(Laughing)
(Lighthearted music)
- Big sky this takeover ski
Sierra on final approach.
- Takeover ski Sierra, this is big sky.
You'll be just in time.
How are you and your
passenger getting on?
- Oh, he's not real talkative.
- Oh, well I wouldn't
take it personally,
he's probably just got taste.
- You know, Lauren, you
really should read
the job sheet more closely.
- Oh.
- [Man] Who are they from?
- Mom and dad, I think.
- Shay, can you go and tell Ronnie
that Chris is on his way in,
and could he please check
his maintenance schedule.
- Well, excuse me, but like,
have we forgotten something?
- Aw, Happy Birthday?
- Lauren, you remembered.
- How's it going?
- No problems.
- Yeah.
- Yeah, did you get a present for Judy?
- Mom!
Two presents.
You're so generous.
Oh are you just going senile
and forgot about the first one?
(Chuckling)
No, tell me now.
I'm 22, mom, I think I can take it.
What?
- Ah!
- How do you do that?
- That'll be telling.
David swore me to secrecy.
- David?
- Copperfield?
- Right.
- It's true, I flew him to
lizard island yesterday.
- I don't believe that, I saw the show.
He can fly, what does he need you for?
- He has trouble with long distances.
Hey, Clark.
- Jimbo.
How are you?
- How's business?
- People keep dying, mate.
There's no end to it.
Where would I find my body?
One Jeremy lord.
- That'll be Chris's.
Talk to the guys in the hangar,
they should be able to help you.
(Balloon whistling)
- Mom, you fought before, get over it.
No!
You still love each
other, go talk to him.
But don't you still love him?
Well, then what's the problem?
(Loud commotion)
- She's coming.
- Shh, shh, shh.
- [All] Surprise!
- About time too.
(Poppers exploding)
- Happy Birthday!
- Happy Birthday, Shay.
- Thank you.
Hey, hang on.
- [Woman] Mm, mm.
- You're not having a
second piece, fatty?
- [Woman] Yep.
- Oh hey, Clark.
Want a piece of cake?
- I've got a problem.
Who flew the body?
- This guy.
- Which brings me to my next point...
(Whimsical music)
- Was it there when you left?
- Well, I don't know,
it's not something
I normally check up on.
- Well, you'll have to go back,
it's only an hour away.
- [Man] Can you wait a couple of hours?
- Yeah, sure.
- I'll come with you then.
- Sure.
- No, no, no, no, no, no.
I'm sure what you meant to say was,
"Lauren, if there's nothing going on,
"can I go with Chris, please?"
- I did mean to say that,
and you meant to say,
"no problem, jimbo, not only am I
"an intelligent and attractive boss,
"but I understand that
you pilots have to
"get together occasionally
to form a camaraderie
"that is so necessary for this
"seat of the pants existence."
- Just bring me back a corpse.
- Oh, you convent girls.
(Whimsical music)
(Plane propellers whirring)
So, why'd you really
want to come along?
- I've got my reasons.
Oh, watch the seagull.
Made you look.
(Chuckling)
- Ronnie, I told you before.
Dinner and a show.
Chicks go for that.
- Chicks.
The fact that you use that term
might have a lot to do with the fact
that you never get any, Scotty.
- Thank you.
- What are you up to, Ronnie?
A bit on the side?
- It's our wedding anniversary.
I want to buy June something special,
something romantic.
- Are you sure you need to?
I mean, 35 years mate, I'd
say you got her landed.
- 35 years?
Whoa!
- [Ronnie] I think your
passengers are waiting.
- Bye.
Hi, how are we all?
- We are already 10
minutes behind schedule.
So, if you don't mind...
- Okay, let's go then.
- Chick pilots.
(Mysterious music)
- Hey, looks like we've got
a welcoming committee.
Hi.
- We've got a bit of a problem.
- Yes, I know, and we're sorry.
But you see, Jeremy never liked to fly,
and well, we just
couldn't do it to him.
- So he's still here then.
- Yes dear, he's in his room.
- Well, we've gotta take
him back to Sydney,
there's people waiting for him.
If it's any comfort,
it's usually a smooth flight.
- He won't feel a thing.
(Lighthearted music)
- Won't feel a thing.
Very sensitive.
- I was just trying to
lighten the moment.
- Can you guys ride?
- [Jimbo] Yep.
(Lighthearted music)
(Knocking)
- Oh, dear.
- No one's ever glad to see me.
(Chuckling)
- Occupational hazard
for lawyers, I guess.
Do you want a coffee?
- Yeah, sure.
- Okay.
- Pierce, could you get your uncle
for these men, please?
- You boys, come in for tea.
- Want a hand?
- Is that scones I smell?
- Just out of the oven.
(Chuckling)
Jam and cream okay for you, dear?
- I love the country.
(Chimes ringing)
- You'll have to excuse Pierce,
he's shy around strange men.
- We suspect he's homosexual.
- Mm, lovely.
- Thanks, dear.
- So you two are sisters.
Well, who was married to...
- [Meg] Jeremy.
- He was such a beautiful man.
- We met at a dance.
- Her eyes locked with his and...
- Such eyes.
- It was just like the movies.
- Except there were two of us.
- No one really understood.
(Lighthearted music)
- So, what's in gore creek?
- Why do you wanna know?
- Just making conversation.
- What are you, the
hostess or the pilot?
(Chuckling)
- Not good news, is it?
- Well it's finished,
if that's good news.
Your father's affairs are all tied up.
- Now please tell me
you saved the house.
- I tried, Lauren.
- You told me that...
- I just said that I'd try.
There were just too many people
he still owed money to.
- No, no, that house was all
I had left that was his.
There must be some way we can keep it.
- I'm sorry.
- Damn.
- The tenants are out today.
They've got a buyer, he wants
an immediate settlement.
- Already?
I thought you said that if the house...
- Lauren, I need you to sign these.
- That house is my family.
- Look, tomorrow we'll deal
with it, but no later, eh?
You courier them back to me.
I'm really sorry, Lauren.
- Thank you.
(Somber music)
- Lauren.
Can I talk to you about something?
- It cannot wait?
- Well, it's kind of important.
- Please.
- Fine.
(Plane flying overhead)
- Weird.
But sweet.
And those scones, to die for.
Oh, sorry, Jeremy.
Do you want to hear something strange?
I've never seen a dead body.
- Really?
- What, you have?
- Unfortunately.
- See, I'm 31, I figure, you know,
at my age, I should've.
You know what I mean?
- Jimbo, it's not an
experience I'd rush into.
- Well, I thought, seeing
as we got one handy...
- No.
- I mean, who's it gonna hurt?
No one will know.
- I thought you said you
came for the camaraderie.
- Yeah, I did.
I'm glad you're here to
share the experience.
- Jimbo.
- 30 seconds, no one will know.
(Whimsical music)
Chris?
- What?
- [Jimbo] Do you want to
come back here for a minute?
- No.
- He's not in here.
(Laughing)
- Yeah, I suppose this is another one
of those seagull gags, is it?
- [Jimbo] Fair dinkum,
come and have a look.
(Whimsical music)
- Shay, do you know where
Chris and jimbo are?
Tango whisky Sierra,
this is big sky base.
Chris, what's your eta?
- Lauren, we gotta go back again.
Jeremy missed the plane.
- What?
What are you two up to?
- Back at the farmhouse
in an hour, home in two.
- Jimbo's mate will be
here in about 20 minutes
to collect for that autopsy.
- Well, you better
call him and tell him
we're gonna be delayed,
that's the best we can do.
- I'm not so sure about this.
Big sky base.
- Tango whisky Sierra.
- You see what's going
on here, don't you?
- Poor old things.
They really loved him.
- Yeah.
Loved him to death, even.
They're ducking the autopsy.
- Jimbo, you heard
them, they loved him.
- So?
Maybe it was a mercy killing.
All I know is we're trying
to get that body back
for an autopsy to
establish cause of death,
and they don't want the body to arrive.
- Oh, get a grip.
- I'm serious!
How do you explain it then?
- I don't.
I go back and ask them what's up.
Poor old dears.
They couldn't kill anyone.
- You've never seen "arsenic
and old lace", have you?
(Balloon pops)
- Where have you been?
You okay?
- I'm just depressed
about getting older.
(Chuckling)
- They've lost the body again.
Honestly, those boys shouldn't
be allowed out together.
- They'll find it.
- Shay, what's up?
(Somber music)
- Ah, we'll be back
in a couple of hours.
- I'll be counting the minutes.
- Think about it.
Farms are a cocktail bar of poisons.
It's gotta be top of the list.
Oh my god.
We ate the scones.
- Yeah, and we're fine.
- Ugh, actually I do feel a bit off.
- Probably because you
ate about 10 of them.
Anyway, it was elderberry wine.
- What?
- In "arsenic and old lace",
they poisoned old men
with elderberry wine.
We're not old, we ate
scones, so we're fine.
- Maybe you're right.
Maybe they didn't do it.
- Of course they didn't do it.
- Maybe he did.
(Airplane flying overhead)
(Ominous music)
- Oh dear.
Lily.
- Oh dear.
- What are you gonna say to them?
- Nothing that's gonna upset them.
- Chris, I'm just thinking logically,
you're blinded by emotion.
- Jimbo, it's grief.
You don't know how
people are gonna react.
Maybe they just don't
want to let him go.
- [Jimbo] Oh, hang on,
hang on, it's slipping.
- I'm sorry.
We just found him in the bedroom.
- Pierce mustn't of loaded him.
He doesn't want his uncle
to leave the place.
- Is that so?
- Jimbo.
- They were very close.
- Well, except when they fought.
- Which was most of the time.
- Yes, yes, let's just get
him loaded this time, okay?
- This is my first dead guy.
- Yeah.
Well...
Grab his legs and lift him
on the count of three.
- So, where's that Pierce guy?
Very conveniently disappeared.
- You heard.
He was very close with his uncle,
doesn't want him to go.
Maybe he's got a touch
of the Norman Bates.
- That's it.
That's "psycho".
I bet there's a rocking
chair in the cellar.
- Ready?
- So, what was their surname?
- Oh no.
- I tell you what.
(Glasses clanging)
(Laughing)
- G'day.
- It's against the rules
for you to be up here.
- Of course it is, sweetie.
Listen, do you know what these are?
- Asteroids?
(Laughing)
- Sample opals.
Now I've got enough of these
to dazzle any woman I want.
- I can't tell you how
pleased I am for you.
- You know, I'd like
to see you buck naked
and wearing only an openless...
(Yelling)
- Turbulence, boys.
Better belt up.
Especially you.
(Dramatic music)
- Sorry for all the trouble.
- Well, it's hard to let go.
I'm sorry we met under
these circumstances.
- You've been very nice, thank you.
- Pierce isn't planning to take
any overseas holidays, is he?
- We better be going.
Goodbye.
- Goodbye.
(Mysterious music)
- Overseas holiday, I
don't believe you.
- You'll see, something's going on.
(Mysterious music)
- Well, there's no
current getting through.
I'm gonna have to ring Ronnie,
get him to bring us out a new Magneto.
- You're naivety is shocking.
You think this is a coincidence?
- Well, it could've
happened on the way up.
And if it did, we wouldn't know
'til we shut it off and
try to start it again.
- Maybe.
Wonder where that Pierce guy was
when we were loading the plane.
I think I should ask
him a few questions.
- No.
- Ah, don't worry, I'll be subtle.
- Their husband just
died, remember that.
- Well, if Pierce did it,
I'm sure they'd want to know.
I wonder who inherits this place.
I want to ask you
something, and I want...
- Yes, dear?
- Oh, I am...
- Airplane's broken down.
Can we use the phone?
- It's just through there.
(Lighthearted music)
(Ominous music)
- Yep.
Thought you had them
cold there for a sec.
- Well, don't discount remorse.
Maybe they know he did it
and they're just covering for him.
(Phone ringing)
- [Chris] Lauren?
It's me.
- Chris, I've got work
piling up for you two.
What now?
- Lauren, I've got an
electrical fault out here,
I need some help.
- Oh, I don't believe this.
I guess you've lost the
body again, is that it?
- Well, I know it sounds a bit weird.
- Ah, so you believe me.
- I just need somebody
out here, Lauren.
- Well, I can send Ronnie or
one of the other engineers
first thing in the morning,
but that's the best I can do.
- [Chris] All right.
Tell Ronnie I think it's the Magneto.
He'll know what I'm talking about.
- Okay.
Bye.
- Bye now.
- Tomorrow?
- Yep.
- Aw, dear.
You'll have to stay the night.
- Magneto?
I doubt it.
- Still tomorrow morning, if you could.
- Oh, Lauren.
What do you think about a
weekend away in the country.
- For June?
- Yeah.
- Yeah, nice.
Lovely.
- Good.
I'll keep looking.
(Chuckling)
- Still depressed?
- Yes.
- I know just the thing
to take your mind off it
and refocus.
- Get smashed.
- Yeah, why not?
(Plane humming)
- Okay, have you got them all?
- Yeah, 25.
- Hey, hang on...
- Not now, sweetheart,
I'm not feeling too good.
(Wondrous music)
(Ominous music)
- You two aren't having any gravy then?
- We don't like it.
- Eat up.
- Hey!
- Hey.
- Oh hi, do you want a drink?
- Oh I'd love to, but
I've got a hot date
arriving any minute.
- Wouldn't you rather
have a drink with us
than have some man trying
to take advantage of you?
- Have a good time.
(Chuckling)
Over here?
So, are you gonna tell me what's wrong?
- Mom and dad are splitting up.
I can't believe it.
25 years.
I left home two years ago,
but I feel like an eight year old kid.
- Maybe it's just temporary,
my parents were always fighting
and getting back together.
- Yeah, well I don't
know what his mistress
would think about that one.
- Ooh.
- Mom says it's been
happening for years.
She just got sick of pretending.
Ultimatum time and dad
didn't choose her.
- Didn't our eyes just lock
and we had a moment at the bar before?
- I don't think so.
- Okay.
You can fight it, I
find that endearing.
But when it gets too
strong, I'll be over here.
- Okay, I'll keep that in mind.
- Thank you, that was beautiful.
- Something wrong, dear?
- No, no, I think I just
overdid it on the scones.
- What's wrong with you?
- I just don't want to take any risks.
- You gotta be kidding,
you think they're trying to poison us?
- No, I don't think that at all.
- Well, what?
- Just drug us.
- Now think about it.
If they don't want an autopsy,
they've gotta get rid of that body,
and they've gotta do it tonight.
They want us sleeping like babies.
I wonder where that Pierce guy is.
(Mysterious music)
- G'day.
A bit low for excavation.
- There's a lot to do
now with Jeremy gone.
- Yeah, must be hard.
- I miss him.
- You must like it out here.
You don't miss the bright lights?
- No, I've done that.
I ran into a lot of trouble
before I came up here.
Jeremy, and Meg, and Lily
have been real good to me.
- Now, what do you think
about planes, Pierce?
- I couldn't fix it, if
that's what you're asking.
- You didn't touch ours, did you?
You weren't checking
it out or anything?
- No.
- Hi.
- [Chris] Jimbo.
- Know anything about planes, Pierce?
- Look, I didn't touch
the bloody plane, okay?
(Ominous music)
- I changed my mind.
I rang him and told him I'd rather
have a drink with you guys.
- No show, huh?
- See, all men are hopeless.
- Ladies, I thought the fairest thing
would be to let you toss for me.
- I think that's about
all you'd be doing.
(Chuckling)
- No?
I'll just be at the bar.
- [Shay] What kinda guy
would stand Lexie up, huh?
- Probably forgot it was
his wife's birthday.
- [Shay] What?
- Married men have always got something
to run off to.
- Wow.
I don't believe it, Lexie.
Where the hell do you get off
interfering with family life like that?
- Like what?
- You said he was a married man.
- Shay, he's married, I'm not.
I'm just having a drink with him,
what's with you?
- Lexie, can you grab some nuts?
All right, just, Shay's
parents split up today.
- Oh, really?
Poor thing.
- Yeah, so I'd just drop the
I'm dating a married man thing.
- An affair.
- Yeah, her father with someone
who's about your age.
- I mean, do you have any idea
of the damage you're causing?
How many people you're
actually hurting?
- Maybe we should just drop this.
- Oh, no, no, no, no,
I just want to know,
do you have any morals at all, Lexie?
- Shay, it's not me who's
sleeping with your father.
Look, I'm really sorry
about your parents,
but it's not my fault your
dad can't control yourself.
- Lexie!
(Mysterious music)
- [Lily] Is something the matter?
- [Meg] I'm worried, lil.
- Then don't be.
We've almost done it.
- That chap suspects something.
- That's not a problem.
By tomorrow morning, it doesn't
matter what he suspects.
(Mysterious music)
- I just heard them talking.
Oh, they did it all right.
- Okay, fine.
So they did it.
Why?
- Oh, I don't know.
To inherit the place.
- What for?
It's not as if they're gonna be around
for years to come.
- So they can sell it.
- But the place is rundown,
they're not gonna get
much money for it.
- Maybe Jeremy was a violent
and abusive person.
- Have you heard the way
they talk about him?
- Maybe it was like an emotional
co-dependency love-hate triangle,
and they got sick of sharing him.
- After all those years?
- Maybe it was Pierce,
they're covering for him.
- Then why would he do it?
- Maybe his uncle was just
a bit too close to him.
I don't know, maybe he's crazy,
I don't know, you think
of an explanation.
- Okay.
Jeremy was an illegal immigrant,
he owed a lot of money,
could be in hiding,
could be anything.
- I still say you're wrong.
- And I say you are the world's
worst conspiracy theorist.
- The world's best conspiracy theorist.
- Okay, who killed phar lap?
- The Americans poisoned him.
- Les Darcy?
- The Americans poisoned him too,
come on, you're gonna have
to do better than that.
- JFK.
- Well, the grassy knoll is there,
though the CIA mafia are...
- Jimbo, shut up.
- Look, they said, "by
morning, it won't matter."
You know what that means?
They're gonna get rid of it tonight.
- I think a lack of food
is very bad for you.
- Yeah, god, I reckon I'm starving.
- And whose fault's that?
- Look, I'll back in a minute, okay?
Then we've got to go and check
the plane for the body.
(Mysterious music)
- What are you doing out here?
(Ominous music)
- Uh, hungry.
- I'd never let anything happen
to those dear old ladies,
do you understand?
- Yep.
- Yeah, I'll protect them
no matter what it took.
- Right.
Loyalty.
Admirable trait.
- I think it's time to go into bed.
- Yep.
(Yawns)
I'm getting sleepy now.
Oh, sleepy.
- What now?
Aliens in the basement?
- Now, that Pierce guy is...
- Is that ours?
- Yeah, it's gotta be,
I found it in the cake tin.
- Well, they've got an airstrip,
could be an old one.
- What do you want?
A smoking gun?
That Pierce guy, he's out
there, he threatened me.
- Well, maybe because you
accused him of murder!
Give us it!
I'll go and talk to him about it.
- No, no, he knows I did it, no!
Chris, don't go out there.
- Okay.
- Okay.
(Ominous music)
He's out there, isn't he?
Well, what are we gonna do?
- The locks should hold.
- Oh, so you believe me.
You finally believe me.
- I'm going to bed.
- What?
- Look, he can't get
in, we can't get out.
In the morning I'll...
- What?
- I'll have a plan.
- Well, what am I gonna do?
I can't go back to my room.
- Well, I hear floorboards
are very good for your back.
Good night, jimbo.
(Ominous music)
(Fruit gushing)
- Did you hear that out?
He's coming to get us.
- Jim...
Just go to sleep.
(Ominous music)
- Are you awake?
- I know, but how can she do it?
- Come on, it's got
nothing to do with you,
or with your mom and dad.
- What if it was just me
they stayed together for?
- It would be a pretty good reason.
- No, they couldn't be
pretending all the time.
Some of it must've
been real, wasn't it?
- Yeah, of course.
You think your family are the one thing
you're gonna have forever,
and sometimes you can't
even hang onto that.
- Yeah.
It's all dad's fault.
Were you angry at your dad
when you found out what he did?
- No, it's hardly the same thing,
I mean that was about money.
The banks did it to him anyway.
Today I'm angry with him.
Today he let me down.
- How?
(Somber music)
(Mysterious music)
What are we doing?
- Come on.
- Wow, it's beautiful.
- Listen.
(Wind chimes ringing)
When I was little, my
family used to go away
on business all the time,
and I used to get really scared,
I mean which is ridiculous,
because he probably had a
whole SWAT team on standby.
(Chuckling)
So he brought me these chimes
so I'd have something
happy to listen to.
And he said, as long
as I could hear them
I'd always be safe.
- God, some kids will believe
any crap, won't they?
(Chuckling)
- Yeah, won't they.
- Well, sorry.
It was a good story.
(Wind chimes ringing)
- I was so happy here.
I thought we'd always at
least have this place.
(Mysterious music)
- Nice day, isn't it?
- Lily, I think you and I should have
a bit of a chat.
- Looking for something?
- Oh, you've got your bit.
Good.
I thought I lost it.
- Wait, hang on.
- It's okay, Pierce.
It doesn't matter now.
- Why don't you tell
us what's going on?
(Lighthearted music)
- He had the most beautiful eyes.
- He used to joke about leaving them
to someone when he died.
Well, we thought it was a joke,
but then Dr. o'Halloran
said it was true.
- Cornea transplants.
Well, he'd filled out the form.
You see, the eyes had to
be there within 10 hours,
or they'd be no good, so we...
- That's why I had to
scare you last night.
Sorry.
- Me?
Scared?
- We knew it was wrong,
but we couldn't let
them cut out his eyes.
- That's why we fell in love.
- Are we in trouble?
- I...
Let's go with this, thank you.
(Lighthearted music)
- Morning.
Coffee?
- Yes.
(Chuckling)
(Wind chimes ringing)
- Just remember they're ornamental.
They won't protect you from anything.
(Chuckling)
- Thank you.
(Whimsical music)
- You did check that
he was still in there.
- What?
I thought you did.
(Whimsical music)
(Dramatic music)
- No luck, Ronnie?
- No.
It's all so ordinary.
I can't find anything different.
- What about this?
- What is it?
- An uncut opal.
- Yeah, it's beautiful.
How much do you want for it?
- Just stop looking in catalogs
and make sure my plane
stays in the air.
How's that?
- You ready?
- Let's do it.
Okay.
- Jeremy.
Am I glad to see you.
(Chuckling)
- Done?
- Done.
And...
- Woo hoo, scones!
- I've got a knife.
- Lauren.
What red eyes you have,
was it a big night?
- Chris, men have made
fools of themselves
over these eyes.
(Phone ringing)
- Scones!
- Hello, big sky.
Lexie, for you.
Some guy named belic sounds apologetic.
- So he should be.
- And so am I, for you
know, last night.
- Me too.
Hello, groveling are we?
- I'm looking for Shay mcwilliam.
- That's me.
- Oh thank god, I got the job wrong,
and so I'm a day late.
Here we go.
(Catchy music)
(Chuckling)
(Lighthearted theme music)